Chapter 27: Hand-to-Hand Combat with the Zombie Spider-Man

This scene was extremely bizarre and comical— the bald man standing before them without a shirt on didn't look like a normal person by any means. What a coincidence! Gwen was wearing the costume of the Spider-Woman, resembling a princess who had just run out of a costume party, and behind her, in the high sky, was a pursuing zombie Peter Parker.

Everyone was in a state of confusion that couldn't be easily explained in a few words.

Gwen didn't know if this powerful stranger she had stumbled upon would help her.

All she could do was shout in a trembling voice, "Help! That creature behind me wants to eat me!"

If she could, she really didn't want to refer to her childhood friend as a "creature," but he had turned into a zombie, so what else could she call him?

The bald man raised his head slightly, a hint of astonishment flashing in his furrowed brows. Then he made a decision, "Spider-Woman with a zombie Spider? What an interesting combination... I'll help with this one!"

With that, he took out a red incendiary grenade from behind his waist and threw it towards an empty wall corner.

"Whoosh!"

A terrifying flame shot up three meters high.

As a smart girl, Gwen immediately understood. He wanted her to use the fire to burn off the spider silk on her hands.

"No, how did you know..."

Spider silk was afraid of fire! Even the special webbing Spider-Man produced couldn't withstand high temperatures for long before melting.

This was a secret Gwen had discovered through her own experiments. How could this bald man know?

Suddenly, Gwen felt like she had jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Without waiting for her to react, the bald man had already passed by her and pounced on the zombie Peter behind her.

"This was originally meant for you," the bald man's deep and mocking voice made Gwen's heart beat even faster.

She gritted her teeth and rushed to put her spider-silk-covered hand near the blazing flames...

On the other side, wearing the Quy'Thos skin, was Ang.

Compared to Gwen, he had so many complaints he felt like he could fill the night sky with stars.

Why did it have to be something from the zombie universe again? Wasn't one enough?

He always seemed to attract zombie heroes whenever he got close to a female hero.

Summoning hero villains was one thing, but summoning the one agile hero he least wanted to fight was another.

Spider-Man was the ceiling among agile heroes. Even with his agility reduced due to zombification, it wouldn't decrease by much.

It was really hard for him to get hit.

He also didn't want to see Gwen get bitten. As soon as he received the message, Ang came rushing over, without bringing the Lance sisters. After all, if he couldn't hit, the Lance sisters would have even less chance of hitting the Little Spider. Bringing them along would only be a burden.

Over there, seeing Ang actually standing up for Gwen, zombie Peter stopped.

"Shrimp..." It sounded like the threatening sound of a feline.

When Peter turned his head down and looked up at you, attached to the outer wall of an abandoned house, the gaze he fixed on you was terrifying.

In his cloudy eyes, there was a ferocious hunger. Even without opening his mouth, just grinding his teeth, there was still a palpable sense of terror.

"Gwen... is mine... only I can eat her..."

That eerie voice made Gwen's hair stand on end, and she felt an overwhelming urge to cry and run away.

But the burly man laughed and tilted his head, "Dead people belong in hell; don't climb up here to scare people. A good woman should be enjoyed by the living!"

"Clearly, Ang was infuriating Zombie Peter. Just as he finished speaking, Zombie Peter's entire body sprung forward like a spring compressed to its limit. So fast! Almost beyond Ang's perception. In his field of vision, he could only see a blur of red and blue rushing toward him.

All Ang could do was instinctively dodge to the side. He had pushed his speed to the limit, but he could only narrowly avoid this grasp. "Crack!" The two figures passed by each other. The fiercely charging Zombie Peter came dangerously close to grabbing Ang's skin, but, unfortunately, an inch is as good as a mile. In mid-air, Peter suddenly spun and scraped against the ground like a spinning top. Gwen noticed from a distance that the tiny hooks Spider-Man usually used to crawl on walls, which were barely a few centimeters long, had now turned into terrifying claws. She couldn't help but sweat for the bald man and bit her lip, moving her arms covered in spider silk closer to the fire. Over there, Zombie Peter seemed quite frustrated with his failed attempt to strike Ang in one blow. He lay flat on the ground, his head tilted back high, emitting a beastly roar. "Roar—" It seemed like he had noticed Gwen's spider silk on his body was dissolving.

In just a few moments, she would be free, and Zombie Peter was very displeased. He actually abandoned Ang and turned to pounce on Gwen. "Hmm?" Ang noticed a small pattern; it seemed that heroes from the Zombie Universe had a strange fixation on their "other selves"? Facing the approaching Peter, Gwen gritted her teeth and plunged her hands into the blazing flames. "Sizzle!" For ordinary people, such flames would cause burns. Spider-Man had superhuman recovery abilities, and a few extra chicken legs would make up for it.

But right now, Gwen looked quite miserable, her once fair arms were now charred black. Gwen, who had regained her freedom, endured the burning sensation on her hands and shot her silk onto the wall, yanking herself aside just in time to avoid Parker's fatal blow, once again positioning herself not far from Ang. The three of them stood in a triangular formation. "Hey, Spider-Woman, do you have a plan? He's too fast, I can't catch him," Ang said. The implication was that they needed to lure Zombie Peter into close combat, or this would go on endlessly. "He's coming for me," Gwen said. Smart people communicate well: one says he can't catch him, meaning he's going for close combat; the other says he's coming for me, meaning she'll engage him. In an instant, they formulated a tactical plan.

"Roar!" Zombie Peter seemed somewhat angry at their performance. He swung his arm, and a long strand of webbing attached to a large, New York City-style garbage bin that was commonly seen on the streets. The hundreds of pounds heavy trash can, under the violent force of his power, drew a fast and slender arc in the air, smashing fiercely toward Ang. It was a bit unexpected for Gwen; the big guy was more agile than she had imagined. She saw him crouch and sidestep. The trash can flew past him, and the debris that exploded behind him missed him due to his movement. Gwen didn't hesitate anymore and rushed toward the big guy. "Grab my hand." But Ang ended up holding onto her slender waist. "What are you doing!?" This was something Zombie Peter said, sounding quite sinister."

"My wife was taken away, and now they even want to commit husband battery? Uncle can endure, but aunt cannot! Zombie Peter is going a bit crazy. Going crazy makes you easily go too far. With this pounce, his momentum is so fierce that even Gwen hesitates for a moment. With just five meters to go, those foul-smelling claws could reach Gwen. This is almost an instant for Spider-Man's speed. At this critical moment, Angus suddenly threw two red canisters. They missed! Even in his frenzied state, Zombie Peter still had high agility.

He slightly dodged them, and his exaggerated speed remained undiminished. He didn't expect that these two incendiary grenades had their pins pulled in advance. They perfectly calculated his speed, and the incendiary grenades exploded just as they grazed his body. "Whoosh!" The raging flames instantly engulfed Parker. Inferno! This is definitely the last thing Spider-Man wants to face. Even in multiple parallel universes, Spider-Man has had experiences rushing into a fire to save people. It's undeniable that fires severely affect Spider-Man's performance. In Gwen's horrified gaze, the bald man in front of her didn't retreat but instead charged forward while Zombie Peter was momentarily stunned by the flames.

These were military incendiary grenades using thermite. At 4000 degrees Celsius, they can easily take out an armored vehicle. At the moment when Zombie Peter was engulfed in flames, a 45-yard-sized foot rapidly expanded in his field of vision. Have you seen a 'foot technique' that descends from the heavens? Not the "Spartan Kick," but superior to the Spartan Kick! Zombie Peter was like a fireball, flying backward and crashing into an adjacent dilapidated building. In the end, regardless of which version of Spider-Man, their health bar is more or less the same length, with recovery abilities surpassing ordinary humans, but their constitution is still within the range of ordinary humans. Just one hit, and their combat power is greatly reduced. Angus had no intention of just watching. He stomped the ground, and under his tremendous strength, even the bricks on the street instantly shattered.

He transformed into a cannonball from the Age of Exploration, chasing Peter into the ruins. "Ah! I'm going to eat you..." Zombie Peter roared like a demon from hell. But who would have thought that two strangely shaped titanium alloy curved blades were right behind him. "Swish!" Sharp blades pinned Zombie Peter to a thick beam. The next moment, a tremendous force was applied... What Gwen saw after entering was this scene: this burly man, as fierce as they come, tore Zombie Peter's limbs from his decaying body."

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