Unbeknownst to Kilgrave, he had lost the only chance in his life to strangle Peter. At this time, Peter had no power to resist at all, and even a gangster with a fruit knife could easily kill him.

Because at this time, there was an invisible battle going on in Peter's mind.

At the moment when Peter's mind was overwhelmed by Kilgrave's abilities. A strange and familiar power poured out of the depths of Peter's consciousness, tearing the power that had imprisoned him to shreds. In an instant, the power took over Peter's body and launched a mysterious attack on Kilgrave, who was barely a step away from him.

There is no physical contact, and it is not even considered a mental attack. At that moment, the 'malice' of the whole world seemed to come alive. Their sludge-like 'mass' began to boil and wriggle, surging towards Kilgrave's body, polluting, melting, and devouring him.

After all this is over, Kilgrave is still able to move, breathe, and have all the symbols of a living person. However, in Peter's mind, he was just a walking corpse. All his life is extinct, and nothing he can do can delay death.

And he didn't have time to care about Kilgrave's state. After unleashing this divine attack, the power suddenly began to fade, and it flowed back into the depths of his consciousness again. And Peter's own consciousness was like a small boat on the stormy waves, and it was powerlessly carried to the mysterious space that he had never been aware of.

Darkness, endless darkness. In this abyss, without a glimmer of light, Peter seemed to be deprived of all his senses, unable to touch anything, to see nothing. The passage of time also becomes imperceptible in this environment.

Then, Starlight.

The stars lit up the universe in that instant. Countless massive celestial bodies are burning in this boundless space, and their matter is converted into unimaginably large amounts of light and energy under extremely high pressure and temperature. The free matter forms nebulae in light-years, and the interior of these behemoths with a beautiful halo gives birth to new stars and begins a new cycle of reincarnation.

The whole universe is right in front of his eyes. Looking at this spectacular scene, Peter felt incomparably small. He felt like an insignificant speck of dust, about to drown in the sea of stars that seemed to burn everything up.

At this moment, a middle-aged man's figure appeared in front of him. Looking a little old, the man stood in the void and stretched out his right hand steadily.

"Stretch out your hand and listen to their call."

A calm and gentle man's voice sounded in Peter's head. He only felt that his brain was empty, and subconsciously learned the figure in front of him, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

And at the moment when he stretched out his hand, Peter was suddenly shocked, as if he had been electrocuted. Before he could figure out what was happening, the world around him quickly distorted. The starry sky seemed to be thrown into a meat grinder, quickly shredded into countless pieces. Peter, on the other hand, felt as if a large, invisible hand had grabbed him by the back collar and pulled himself out of the depths of his consciousness.

As the last fragment of the starry sky disappeared before Peter's eyes, an inaudible word finally reached his ears.

"You... Not ready yet. ”

Peter woke up to his own screams, and after a few seconds of dancing in a panic, the cold, rough touch on his face calmed him down. After a few snorts, he pushed himself off the ground. After he struggled to get back to his feet, the sudden feeling of dizziness made his legs go limp, and he almost fell again.

A warm current suddenly poured out of his nostrils, and Peter wiped it casually, only to find that his gloves were already stained with blood.

"I've got one..."

Half of an expletiveness came out of Peter's mouth, and the rest were forced back again by the strange feeling of dizziness. He leaned feebly against the wall beside him, then slowly sat down against it.

I'm a...

This was not the first time Peter had felt this strange discomfort. In the battle of the ship, he drew a large amount of life power from that eccentric superpower at once, which made him feel like he was being blown up for a while. It's the same this time, but this time it's a mental ability.

After being severed from the two's psychic link, a large part of Kilgrave's mental power remained in Peter's mind. Although they could not directly affect Peter's sanity without the control of their master, their presence was enough to give Peter a headache. They are like mines on the bottom of the sea, most of the time they don't move, but in case of any stimulus, those spontaneous bounces are enough for Peter to have a headache to the point of life.

And no matter how uncomfortable he was, he couldn't stay here anymore. I don't know how long he had been unconscious, but Peter could hear the alarm bell clearly. He can't see people in his current state.

Peter struggled to his feet again, staggering through the shadows to avoid the police. He didn't have to worry about Kilgrave's fate anymore, but Matt's side made him feel quite worried.

Let's hope everything goes well for him.

Covering his nose, which was still bleeding, Peter could only silently pray for his friend. At this time, he is also powerless, and I am afraid that it will not be helpful to rush over in time.

He definitely can't go home in his current state, not to mention whether he can hide it from Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei, he doesn't know if he has the physical strength to walk back now. After confirming that he had left the police search range, he randomly found a safe place to take shelter. Not long after he sat down against the wall, Peter fell into a deep sleep.

He was so tired.

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At this time, the group that Matt was tracking had finally reached their destination. The tracking of this road made him choke enough. The vigilance of this group was unexpectedly strong. The straight-line distance was less than four kilometers, and it took them nearly half an hour to make a detour.

On this stretch of the road, the group changed two cars, and even walked for a while after abandoning the car, and other small means came up one after another. Any normal tracker would be distracted by the countless smoke bombs they dropped, but Matt's extraordinary perception was enough for him to keep up with easily, and it took a lot of stamina along the way.

The group of people drove a car that slowly pulled into the underground garage of a hotel, and the people in the car stepped out of the car without hurrying. Among them is Matt's target: the woman who appears to be Erica.

There is something wrong with this property.

Matt discovered this almost instantly. The top three floors of the six-story inn were eerily silent, with only a few people walking back and forth in the corridors.

Not to mention the suspiciously high number of patrol officers. It's unbelievable for a hotel on the fringes of New York to have such a bad business. The occupancy rate is less than 50%, and I am afraid that I can't even afford to pay the rent of a small building.

Like a cat, he landed silently on the roof of the hotel, and the group took the elevator to the top floor, towards the presidential suite at the end of the corridor.

And Matt also sneaked into this level quietly through the fire escape. With the ease of sensing all the patrols on this level, Matt was able to easily circumvent everyone's patrol path. As for those surveillance cameras, avoiding them won't be a difficult thing for the seasoned Matt.

The group walked into the presidential suite, and the door closed behind them. It wasn't a problem, and Matt didn't even need to figure out how to get into that room. He slipped into a broom cabinet not far from the presidential suite, listening with bated breath to every movement in the room. At this distance, his hearing was enough for him to hear every word in the room, and to sense their every move

However, if Matt could open his eyes and look around him, he probably wouldn't be so confident. Right in front of him, a small, unrealistic-looking turquoise snake was hovering at his feet, looking up at him with its lilac pupils.