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[The Power of Thor]

As the Lizardman fell to the ground, the rifle happened to be nearby. Spotting it, he grabbed the weapon and fired at Spider-Man.

"Boom!"

Caught off guard, Spider-Man took a direct shot to the abdomen, screaming in pain involuntarily. He had never been shot before, and the unprecedented agony was almost unbearable.

"You may be stronger than humans, but that's all," the Lizardman grinned, his deep voice resonating like a megaphone.

He prepared to take another shot.

Seeing this, Spider-Man swiftly shot out his spider silk, yanking the rifle from the Lizardman's grasp.

"Roar!"

The Lizardman roared and charged forward, delivering a powerful punch that sent Spider-Man crashing into a wall, intensifying the pain from his abdominal wound.

At this moment, Donald hadn't disappeared from view. Clearly, the Lizardman had no intention of letting him escape, and pursued him relentlessly.

Spider-Man, enduring the pain, rose to his feet and gave chase.

Unfortunately, in their haste, Donald and Jane Foster turned into a dead end. They attempted to flee, but the Lizardman was hot on their heels.

"Haha, you can't escape!" the Lizardman laughed sinisterly, his eyes filled with a murderous intent. "I'm going to gouge out your eyeballs!"

"Donald..." Jane Foster's face showed fear as she gripped Donald's hand tightly.

Donald was no less frightened; his face was pale as he stared helplessly at the approaching monster.

Fortunately, Spider-Man arrived once more. Multiple strands of spider silk wrapped around the Lizardman, halting his advance completely.

"Roar!" The Lizardman slashed through the spider silk with his claws, then seized a nearby streetlight pole, swinging it at Spider-Man.

Spider-Man dodged quickly, evading within the confines of the alley.

However, as the battle raged on, the wound in his abdomen began to hinder his movements, gradually sapping his strength and agility.

Meanwhile, the Lizardman maintained his vigorous strength, intensifying the ferocity of his attacks. His massive green claws gripped Spider-Man's head, threatening to crush it as though it were a watermelon.

Spider-Man struggled free and retreated, but his mask was torn off in the process, revealing his true identity.

"Peter!" Three voices exclaimed in unison.

Given that Donald and Jane Foster were classmates, they naturally recognized him. Yet, Peter Parker hadn't anticipated that the Lizardman before him would recognize him as well.

"Who are you?" Peter Parker gasped, clutching his wound.

The Lizardman offered no reply, coldly staring at him. "Peter Parker... I didn't expect it to be you. How surprising."

Observing the Lizardman's demeanor closely, Peter quickly sifted through his mental database of acquaintances.

"You... are you Dr. Connors?!" he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Hmph," the Lizardman snorted, tacitly acknowledging the guess, and resumed his assault.

"Dr. Connors, why have you become like this?" Peter Parker struggled to evade.

"Why did you become Spider again?" Dr. Lizard countered, launching Peter into the air with a powerful backhand, leaving several gashes across his chest with razor-sharp claws.

"Why?" Peter Parker's strength waned. "The Dr. Connors I knew was never like this. Why have you become a monster obsessed with killing?"

"No, I'm more perfect now than ever!" Dr. Connors seized Peter's ankle and hurled him to the ground with a forceful throw.

"Ah!" The impact left Peter seeing stars, blood spilling from his mouth.

He almost lost consciousness, unable to offer any resistance.

Dr. Lizard lifted him by the tail, staring down at him grimly. "Poor Peter Parker. No father, no mother, no uncle."

Peter Parker's breaths came in quick succession; he was furious but powerless to resist.

"You're just a minor obstacle on my path to perfection," Dr. Lizard continued, his sharp claws poised over Peter's chest. "It ends now, little insect."

Before he could finish, his claws plunged into Peter's chest, blood spurting everywhere.

Peter Parker collapsed, rapidly losing blood. Gasping for air, he couldn't stave off the weakness brought on by blood loss, and soon his consciousness faded into darkness.

"Now, it's your turn!" Dr. Lizard turned his attention to Donald and Jane Foster.

Witnessing Peter Parker lying motionless on the ground, Donald's fists clenched tightly, his breathing rapid and excited.

He never imagined that his closest friend was Spider-Man, the superhero he admired so much.

He didn't know when Peter Parker had become a hero, but now he wished he could be a hero—even if only for ten seconds.

These might be the last ten seconds of his life... He would die a hero, not a coward!

"Come on!" Donald stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Jane Foster, facing Dr. Lizard defiantly with his crutches in hand.

He envisioned the scene where he'd be killed within seconds. Yet, at this moment, his fear dissipated, as if it had never existed before.

Jane Foster gazed at him in astonishment.

Though their resistance appeared futile, in that moment, she saw Donald in a new light. His figure seemed larger than life, his disabilities and frailty vanishing into insignificance.

"You've finally grown up," a voice murmured faintly in the background.

Dr. Lizard sneered, "You're nothing!"

With that, he lunged forward. In an instant, his massive claws struck Donald's head, the razor-sharp edges aiming for his brain through his eyeball.

"Boom!"

At this critical juncture, a brilliant lightning bolt erupted suddenly from Donald's body, its dazzling radiance flooding the surroundings like daylight.

"Ah!" Faced with the lightning, Dr. Lizard, who had been exuding arrogance just moments ago, was instantly charred black, screaming as he collapsed to the ground.

Donald looked dazed, staring down at himself. "This..."

Jane Foster, too, doubted her own eyes, but upon closer inspection, Dr. Lizard lay still on the ground, blackened and motionless.

"What... what are you?" Dr. Lizard struggled to rise from the ground, his vitality nearly extinguished by the lightning's sudden and overpowering force.

Donald couldn't offer an answer; he simply realized in a daze that something extraordinary seemed to reside within him.

"Boom—"

Without warning, a rainbow beam of light descended from the sky.

Forseti emerged from within it, casting a glance at Dr. Lizard.

Instantly, terror gripped Dr. Lizard.

It was in that brief glance that his keen biological instincts warned him—the figure who had appeared so suddenly was a terrifying entity far beyond his comprehension.

Dr. Lizard attempted to flee, but Forseti afforded him no such opportunity.

With a flick of his finger, a brilliant white flame shot forth, reducing the green lizard head to ashes in an instant.

After dispatching Dr. Lizard with ease, Forseti didn't turn to acknowledge Donald but instead walked over to Spider-Man, who lay nearby.

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