"You're a tourist from out of town, right? Let me guess, not Boston, not New Jersey"

"It should be...... New York! ”

Agatha told where the two came from.

At the same time, her gaze swept over the two rings on Peter's left hand, and her expression was slightly strange.

However, the strange expression only flashed on her face.

Gwen was surprised that the other party could guess that she was from New York.

She blinked, "Oh my God! Ms. Agatha, are you really the witch of Salem? ”

"That's not for sure."

Agatha laid down her rabbit, "Mr. Scratchey," and said to the two, "Werewolves, vampires, and other creatures are marching in the streets, so why can't witches?" ”

She looked at Peter with interest, and after a while, she held out her hand to Peter, "May I know your name?" ”

"Peter. Parker. ”

Peter didn't hide his name, but he didn't shake hands.

"Mr. Parker, I'm a big fan of your black wizard's robe, I used to have one, but I lost it in the end, it was a terrible memory."

Agatha looked very sorry.

"What is Lady Agatha's profession?"

Gwen asked her curiously, "Are you a tour guide?" ”

She knows that Halloween in the small town of Salem has a number of dedicated tour guides who specialize in driving passengers on the streets to experience the local witch culture.

She thought that the other party was also such a tour guide, so she was willing to get into the other party's carriage at first.

"No, I'm not a tour guide, I'm a soothsayer."

Agatha had an uncomfortable smile on her lips, "I often give people divination. ”

"How do you count that? Tarot cards, or palmistry, or divination fate through tea leaves? ”

The first time Gwen heard the man who claimed to be a soothsayer, her curiosity grew.

"Neither, I usually look at the bottom of the glass."

Agatha said to her, "But unfortunately there are no wine glasses here, so I can do it another way." ”

She motioned for Gwen to reach over.

"Are you sure?"

Gwen said incredulously.

She had only seen the gypsies on the streets divining their fate through crystal balls, but she had never heard of this method of divination.

"Of course."

"Well, I hope you can do something different for me."

Gwen reached out.

The other party's hand was warm, but the moment it touched, Gwen was like an electric shock.

The two faced each other.

Peter, next to him, set his vigilant eyes on Agatha, ready to take measures as soon as anything is wrong.

As Agatha's hand tightened, her expression became more serious.

There was a purple aura in her eyes, and Agatha's gaze looked straight into Gwen's eyes.

Gwen's vision begins to blur, and the scene inside the carriage shifts.

As consciousness descended into darkness, Gwen's entire sensory world began to fall into nothingness.

Unable to hear any sound, unable to see any picture, unable to experience any material existence, it is as if you have fallen into a world where you have been abandoned and left with only your lonely self.

"Peter?"

Somewhat panicked, she tried to find Peter's figure.

But the darkness in front of her suddenly dissipated, and a bright scene suddenly unfolded in front of her eyes.

Bright spring day, warm spring light, everything looks full of beauty.

The other self pushed open the door and walked out, stretching out in the sun.

"And that's your future self?"

Gwen was dumbfounded when she looked at the woman who looked so much like herself, but only a little more mature.

"Mom?"

Suddenly, a crisp girl's voice sounded in the room.

"What's wrong, baby?"

The other self, bathed in the sun, turned to the girl in the room and asked.

"I found my father's ring."

The girl, with long black hair and delicate facial features, who looked unusually familiar and affectionate, pushed open the door.

She held out ten fingers and showed them to her mother.

On his white fingers, there are six rings of different colors.

The future mature self, seeing the six gems in his daughter's hand, his face changed greatly.

"Nope! Annie! ”

As her frightened voice sounded, the girl snapped her fingers.

"Boom!"

An invisible wave spread outward along the ring.

With a loud bang, a powerful shock wave swung around.

The dazzling white light instantly swept through the entire space.

Gwen, who was standing in the void and observing everything, was also fascinated by this strong turbulence.

The blinding white light made her eyes close uncontrollably.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in the carriage again.

Agatha across from her was holding her hand, while Peter was sitting next to her, watching her with concern.

Just seen. Is it a hallucination?

Or is it ...... I really saw the future I wanted to see.

Gwen, who had countless thoughts flashing through her heart, glanced at Peter with a weak heart.

The red and orange rings on the other party's fingers were captured by her gaze.

Just now I saw the little girl wearing six gemstone rings on her hands, among which the red and orange rings were exactly the same as the ones on Peter's hand now.

That is, her dad is Peter!

Mother is herself!

Will your future self marry Peter and have a daughter?

Oh, my God!

It's crazy and incredible!

Gwen suddenly fell into the stage of overheating his head, forgetting to even think, and fell into a complete stage of stupor.

"Gwen?"

Peter patted Gwen on the shoulder, "Are you okay?" ”

Being patted on the shoulder by Peter, Gwen was a spirit.

"Yes, I. I'm okay. ”

Gwen immediately pulled her hand from Agatha's hand in a panic, a little afraid to look at Peter's face.

Is his daughter's name Annie?

Annie. Parker?

That doesn't sound cool at all, and maybe it should be changed to another name.

She began to think about her daughter's future name.

"What future do you see? Gwen. ”

With a smile on her lips, Agatha asked Gwen as she picked up her gentle pet rabbit.

"This."

Gwen looked at Peter, "I don't see anything. ”

If she was asked to say what she saw to her face, she would feel like she would go crazy.

"Well, that must be a very surprising picture, but fate is so unpredictable, you have to keep an eye on it."

Agatha stroked the rabbit in her arms and said to Gwen.

After divining Gwen, the other side held out his hand to Peter.

"Come on, Mr. Parker, maybe I can help you see the confused fate."

"I'm not confused about my fate."

Peter did not extend his hand to the other party, but directly rejected the other party's desire to divinate for himself.

"But fate is never merciful to our thoughts."

At this time, Gwen also recovered from the incredible picture just now.

She hugged Peter's arm, "Maybe you'll get something!" Peter, give it a try. ”

Although he was not very interested in divination and the like, at Gwen's urging, he still stretched out his hand to the other party.

Holding Peter's hands, Agatha smiled at the corners of her mouth.

She was curious about the man who had struck her interest.

The real identity of this self-proclaimed soothsayer is not that of the so-called soothsayer in the small town of Salem.

She is a governess and one of the most powerful witches on Earth.

Its true age is over three hundred years old, and has been in existence since the time of the witch trials in the 17th century.

In 1693, the Salem Witch Incident broke out. Harkness did not die in the Holy See trial, but was tried by a group of witches led by her mother, Evanola, and ordered to be executed.

The reason is that she has stolen black magic beyond her knowledge and wisdom.

Agatha, who was deeply thoughtful, killed the entire witch group and her mother.

As the power of the dark arts grew, she lived for more than three centuries.

She could also use the power of magic to spy on the dark creatures, and the creatures that exuded a strange aura.

Peter in front of him. Parker is the existence that attracts her attention.

The blood-red ring in the other party's hand is undoubtedly a sacred relic handed down by the Bloodstone family.

In addition, the ring that exuded the breath of life also made her quite concerned.

Holding Peter's hand, her eyes glowed with purple.

Peter, on the other hand, looked into the other person's eyes, and saw a picture in the depths of her pupils.

In the endless wilderness.

He held Thanos's head in his hand and hung it in the air.

The pitch-black cloak behind it resounded fiercely in the air.

On the ground not far away, stood the Avengers' Iron Man, Captain America, Thor, Hulk, Hawkeye, Black Widow, Wanda and others.

Grabbing Thanos' head, he falls from the sky.

The spider-patterned mask slowly receded from his face, revealing his true face.

One threw Thanos' head on the ground, and Peter crushed it with one kick.

Many superheroes at the scene looked at Peter with different expressions.

The scene shifts again, and Peter finds himself disappearing into the wilderness, in a space full of bones.

Countless corpses piled up, white bones and skeletons covered the feet, densely packed, stretching to infinity.

Peter looked into the distance along the white bones, his gaze stretched infinitely.

At this time, in the outside world, in the carriage, Agatha, who was holding Peter's hand, frowned, and the green tendons in her neck were exposed.

This woman, who has lived for hundreds of centuries, has no longer been calm.

Suddenly, her eyes opened.

The whites of her eyes began to turn red with the bursting veins, and she clenched her teeth, as if she saw something terrifying.

Gwen next to her didn't know what was going on, and was a little at a loss.

The pet rabbit, which was originally lying next to Agatha, seemed to feel the uneasiness of the owner and began to walk around the owner.

In Gwen's uneasiness, blood suddenly flowed from Agatha's nostrils.

"Tick-tock" fell on her hand.

A purple aura surrounded her, emanating outward, filling the entire carriage, and the uncomfortable atmosphere began to spread.

Agatha tried to let go of Peter's hand, but for some reason, Peter's hand held her tightly and prevented her from breaking free.

Drops of blood fell onto her hand, but it didn't lubricate, and her right hand was still clutched tightly by Peter.

A few minutes later, Peter, who grabbed Agatha's right hand and made it impossible for her to break free, was freed from the bone-covered scene.

With a bang, Peter let go of Agatha's hand.

Agatha, embarrassed, gasped slightly, her eyes red.

"Are you okay? Ms. Agatha. ”

Peter asked her coldly.

He didn't feel much about what he saw.

Even if it was really the so-called future, it didn't shock him too much.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Agatha, who was in doubt, hugged the shivering pet rabbit and looked at Peter.

"There's something dead, deep, withered about you, and it calls its mother like a lost child!"

"You are the hand of death, you are the machine of death, I can hear the sound of belt drives, wheels turning."

Agatha leaned forward and said in a shocked tone to Peter.

She regretted it a little at this point.

Provoke an existence with a monster in your heart!

"Ted, did you really see that guy kill the vampire king? I mean, is that guy really that good? ”

On the streets of Boston, a guy with a werewolf pattern painted on his face is talking to a humanoid from before.

The humanoid walked the street openly, and its bloated body did not arouse suspicion.

Instead, there were people passing by dressed as other monsters who came over and patted their bodies.

"Dude, this outfit is good!"

No one thought it was a real monster and thought it was some kind of Halloween cosplay.

The humanoid muttered a few times, and the werewolf seemed to understand its words, nodded his head, and said, "Okay, I know you were wronged, that guy electrocuted you several times, but you said that the vampire king was killed by him." ”

The werewolf had sneaked into the Bloodstone family's castle in an attempt to save his best friend.

Unexpectedly, the manor was quieter than expected, and the rescue mission was unexpectedly smooth.

He brought the humanoid out of the garden in the open.

"Ted, do you remember his name?"

The werewolf asked his friend.

The humanoid muffled a sound from its mouth, and the werewolf nodded.

"Peter. Parker? Is that the name? I think I'll have to get a little bit away from him and get revenge. I know, but you have to think about it, he didn't kill you after all, did he? ”

Seeing that the humanoid was about to go berserk, the werewolf quickly stopped it, "Hey, calm down, Ted! If your identity is found out in the streets of humanity here, we will all suffer. ”

Calming the humanoids down, the werewolf breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing the other party complain that he had also killed someone, the werewolf quickly explained, "That's not me, or rather, I who turned into a werewolf, not the real me. Last time? Last time it was an accident, I chained myself up, but it didn't work well. ”

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