Chapter 146

Im a bit ill at the moment, sorry.

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Seeing the man and woman, Leon tilted his head thoughtfully. He recognized the man: Clint Barton, also known as Hawkeye, one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top agents. The woman was also familiar—Mary, who had once been an unstable associate of Kingpin. It surprised Leon to see her involved with S.H.I.E.L.D.

He didn't know the full story behind her presence, as the Sky Blade's monitoring of Earth typically focused on more significant events or key individuals. Usually, only the Space Gem held by S.H.I.E.L.D. could grab his attention, not to mention that the Darkhold wasn't in their possession yet.

When Leon activated his Insight ability, a flood of information poured into his mind, and his expression shifted. He observed this energetic woman closely, sensing something indescribably strange. He hadn't expected her to develop feelings for him from just a single encounter—his kick and confident demeanor had apparently captivated her to the point of betraying Kingpin.

Ironically, Leon recalled that in another timeline, Mary and Kingpin had ended up married. Yet here, her darker, violent personality—Typhoid—seemed to have been drawn to him, leaving him further intrigued. And to his surprise, it appeared that Nick Fury had managed to recruit her to S.H.I.E.L.D. despite her notorious reputation.

"I think I've heard of her before. Sister Natasha mentioned her once... Mary, right?" Wanda remarked, noticing Mary and raising her slender eyebrows. Mary exuded a powerful aura, one that spoke of a dominating, dark energy. Wanda could sense it clearly—this woman was formidable but did not appear, by any means, stable.

"This is likely her alternate personality, Typhoid," Leon explained, giving Wanda a brief overview of Mary's abilities and fractured psyche. Wanda nodded in understanding.

"Then Green Goblin is in for trouble," Wanda observed, noticing the murderous glint in Mary's eyes. Typhoid Mary's violent nature and turbulent personality had been further exacerbated by her frustration over an elusive target. Now, on her first mission for S.H.I.E.L.D., she was dead-set on killing her target, with no intent of capturing him alive.

Typhoid Mary's presence quickly caught the attention of both the Green Goblin and Spider-Man, Peter Parker, during their fight. Distracted by Mary's sudden appearance, Peter left an opening—one the Green Goblin seized, landing a powerful kick to Peter's chest.

Bang!

Fortunately, Peter sensed the force of the Green Goblin's powerful kick through his spider sense and crossed his arms in front of him to block it, though he was still pushed back several steps.

The Green Goblin glanced over at Typhoid Mary, who was floating in the air, his eyes glinting with interest. With a subtle motion of his finger, he summoned his glider to float toward him. "Well, well, another chick," he sneered, but before he could finish, his expression changed abruptly. Boom!

Typhoid Mary looked down at the Green Goblin and Spider-Man, extending her right hand. Suddenly, the space around the Green Goblin seemed to warp. A powerful gravitational force, as heavy as a mountain, crushed down on him, forcing him to his knee, creating deep pits in the ground beneath him. Even with his genetically enhanced body, the Green Goblin couldn't break free and was suppressed almost instantly.

Peter was both surprised and relieved. He was impressed that this red-haired woman had managed to restrain the Green Goblin, but his spider sense was still warning him of danger. This woman's power was clearly stronger than he'd anticipated, though he didn't sense any immediate hostility. So, he decided to speak up.

"Hey, thanks for the assist, ma'am," Peter said, attempting a friendly tone. "Your skills are impressive—and I love the hair, by the way!"

Typhoid Mary, however, looked slightly irritated. She spoke into her earpiece, ignoring Peter's attempt at friendliness: "Let's make a deal. If I kill this fool, I'll work for you one more day."

In her eyes, the guy in the costume below was barely worth her time. A steady voice replied in her earpiece, "No, Ms. Typhoid, the director specifically said Spider-Man isn't our target."

She rolled her eyes. "Can't help it if he's acting stupid. Just hope he knows when to keep his mouth shut."

Her glare was cold as she stared at Spider-Man. Although she was some distance away, Peter's enhanced senses picked up on her words. He quickly gestured as if zipping his mouth shut, signaling he would keep quiet.

Though Typhoid Mary was disappointed, hoping the "stupid bug" would give her an excuse to eliminate both of them, she composed herself. After all, she knew she needed S.H.I.E.L.D.'s support, and even her violent Typhoid personality could make a strategic decision when necessary.

Turning her attention back to the Green Goblin, she wrinkled her nose. "Ugly armor," she muttered in disgust. With a twist of her outstretched hand, she intensified the gravitational force.

Boom! The pressure around the Green Goblin increased, distorting and blurring the space around him. Unable to withstand the force, the Green Goblin dropped from one knee to both, clutching the ground and letting out a howl of pain.

But then the Green Goblin burst into crazed laughter.

"Hahaha! Isn't this thrilling, Spider-Man? Do you feel a spark of joy seeing a sinner meet his end right before your eyes?" He sneered. "Trust me, you'll get used to it."

That mocking, unhinged tone hit Peter, jolting him to react. He quickly looked up to the sky and shouted, "Hey, ma'am, if you keep this up, you'll kill him!"

Typhoid Mary acted as if she didn't hear him.

Peter, however, grew increasingly anxious. The Green Goblin might be a dangerous criminal, but he deserved a fair trial, not to be killed on the spot. Determined, Peter hurried to the side, grabbed a broken table nearby, lifted it with force, and hurled it straight at Typhoid Mary, who was still hovering above.

Bang!

The table shot through the air like a cannonball.