Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Desperate Believers Flee Back

【Bang!】 】

His body slammed into the air conditioner, and Peter rubbed the impact in pain, and he lifted the loose spider suit he had made, almost every inch of skin exposed was bruised and swollen.

"Hiss......"

He grinned in pain.

Fang just fought hard with the infected body, and every blow was fatal, and if it were an ordinary human, I was afraid that as long as it was hit, the liver and intestines would be broken, and the bones would be shattered.

is also that he has now become Spider-Man, and his ability to resist attacks and his physique far exceed that of ordinary people, and even veteran heroes like Captain America may not be able to wrestle with him purely physically.

[Crackle! 】

The sudden thunderclap spread in a torrential rain that was almost dense, and the daylight suddenly illuminated most of Flushing.

Peter pulled the mask up a bit, revealing his entire face, and looked around.

He squatted on the roof of a tall building, but he didn't dare to climb the lightning rod anymore.

He thinks that the mysterious man who rushed into the city in a raincoat is most likely George. Osterman.

Their intersection is really not much, but it is not small, George and Harry, as the two thorns in the school, are not willing to mess with them even if they are small in number.

But the two have often helped Peter in the past and avoided a lot of bullying at school.

"You're going to live, George......"

Peter's voice was anxious and sleepy, his strength was almost exhausted, and the battle with the infected was a reversal of his perception.

In fact, if we talk purely about strength, the power of the desperate believer is difficult to match the extraordinary Peter, but the reason why the infected body is the infected body is different from people.

It has hundreds of siblings, and can spread its terrifying eel-like mouthparts in the center of its siblings, from which tough, colorful tentacles protrude.

The infected was unlike any other Peter had ever encountered.

Its self-healing power is terrifying, and its power is terrifying.

And it also has the ability to separate flesh and blood and self-detonate at high temperatures.

The level of danger is far greater than that of ordinary Ξ³ infections.

Peter searches among the tall buildings in Flushing.

The reason why he was so anxious was because there were many times when the Infected would appear in clusters, and it was likely that there was another or even more terrifying thing after the Desperate Believer.

While George had already said he might be able to find a solution, two hours had passed.

The torrential rain continues, but standing at the mouth of the Hudson River, you can already see the morning sun bursting in the far east.

The roar of artillery fire was already drawing closer to Flushing.

It was clear that the infected had sensed something, and even let out a deafening roar, and in an instant, one terrifying, colorful octopus's tentacle-like limbs pierced the palms and soles of the headless corpses covering its body, and swung densely in all directions.

A blazing red glow climbs outwards from the infected's body along the colorful lines of the tentacles, until it renders the entire limb to the tip.

It looked even bigger and more dangerous now than it had been before, crawling in the torrential rain, and white steam covered half of the street.

You can still faintly see the hideous expression of the humanoid face, which seems to be furious although it is swollen and rotten.

Infected individuals never have expressions like this.

S.H.I.E.L.D. agents sensed something was wrong, but their organization had been on the waning trend in recent years, and the operation didn't even include the Transcendents as they had in the past.

So he could only record silently.

Peter carefully covered his phone with a waterproof step, and then dialed a number:

"Captain, how are you there?"

"I haven't found your friend, but I've found the place where the infected person was born, and it may take a lot of police to lock it down."

"I don't think he will die here, he is not so fragile, you should have seen what was said on the news that day, although my friend is far from being comparable to you, but after all, he still has the power to protect himself."

"Speaking of which," said the captain, "I have found traces of fighting here, as well as signs of a recent break-in, and perhaps he left here not long ago. ”

Peter breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no more danger where the infected are born, and there should be no other infected roaming Flushing.

He didn't know that there had indeed been many low-level vulnerable outliers in Flushing.

One hundred and ten painted skins appeared in a majestic manner, although the danger factor was not high, but it was always terrifying.

West.

The huge impact set off a bright fire.

A tank may have been struck by a tentacle or something like a desperate cult that had been pulled back into the ammunition compartment, causing an explosion that shook the entire neighborhood.

Then, taking advantage of the firelight, the surrounding buildings were ignited, which was able to temporarily block the pace of the military, and the desperate believers let out a wail like a wounded beast, and there was actually a trace of anxiety on the human face.

It's just that this anxious look is revealed through the giant's face, but it only makes people feel panicked.

It jerked its tentacles back from the flames.

Stained blood spills through the sky.

It is hard to imagine that such a massive figure could retreat at such a speed and then disappear into the endless darkness of Flushing in an instant.

Only the occasional flash of lightning could catch a glimpse of an increasingly blazing light as the gunships hovered in the sky.

……

Brick Street, Manhattan.

The most dangerous infected body since 2012 has appeared here, like a mountain of flesh and blood, suddenly covering two or three tall buildings, and the huge, sharp arthrops like metal pierce the sky for at least two or three hundred meters.

On that day, the whole of New York was in extreme fear.

But something killed it.

For a moment, like fragile glass, the entire space cracked inch by inch.

Even the infected body was torn apart.

Flesh and blood fall into the void.

Roar trapped in death.

In less than five minutes, the dangerous thing that was sure to overthrow half of the country's power was torn to pieces and crushed into powder by some mysterious organization or person.

That's why it's considered a blessed place by many.

This is the time for enlightenment.

Dark clouds weigh down on the city.

There was a sleepy atmosphere in the air.

There are still very few pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

Suddenly, however, the fierce engine chirp woke up many dreamers who were still asleep, and when they opened their tired eyes, they only saw through the window lattice that something golden red flashed low in the sky with a scorching blue light.

Then a great horror woke them up from their stumbling nightmare.

"Iron Man!!"

People flocked to the windows to take a cautious look.

Tony. Stark rarely flown low to show off, and he didn't bother people at such times.

If it does, it can only be......

Another extraordinary danger is coming!