The Death Knell

"We've been following this African American for several hours and it's still calm. Are you sure there will be fish to eat the bait?"

Not far above the Quinjet, Deathstroke and his team, who were in a state of magical invisibility, were riding a flying carpet transformed into a magic floating cloak, peeping in the dark. William didn't like this kind of stealth action very much.

If he had his way, he would contact Miles immediately, then convince him to take him away, and then contact those spider clones.

But in view of Deathstroke's accurate judgment in the previous incident, he still didn't reveal his plan, but after several hours of tracking, he became a little bit out of control.

Perhaps it cannot be said that, but it should be said that William's chivalry did not allow him to use a teenager as bait to attract dangerous enemies.

"Sooner or later, a fish will take the bait. Maybe I occupied Earth 802 and destroyed the heir family's cloning center to make them temporarily confused." Deathstroke sat cross-legged on the flying carpet, holding his arms like a genie. , replied calmly: "But hunger will consume their sanity and turn them into blood-thirsty beasts or addicted poisonous insects. Even if they see chestnuts in the fire, they will want to reach out and try them."

"Destroying the enemy is the best defense. I agree with Mr. Wilson's approach. Spiders are not the only totems we can protect."

Takuya immediately sided with Deathstroke. In his opinion, as long as all the heir families were killed, the totems would all be safe. William's so-called protection can only protect a few spider totems. Who will protect the pig, horse, cow and sheep totems in the meantime? They were also threatened by Mo Lunyi's family:

"It's better to use spiders as bait and wipe out all the enemies. With greater ability comes greater responsibility."

"If it were me as the bait, I would definitely have no objection. Spider-Man in this world should also have this kind of superhero consciousness." Gwen Spider also agreed with Deathstroke.

She is actually in a good mood now because Penny is so cute.

It's small and soft, like a big rag doll in your arms, and you can poke her face with your fingers and play with it.

"Don't be so serious. We won't have a meeting to discuss anyway. Just listen to the one who hears the death knell. He is from DC and has more brains than us." Waiter Gwen spread her hands in a very shameless manner and changed the subject: "Sir Ryder, they are flying to the west, are they going to the 'battlefield'?"

"Probably, anyway, I don't think Fury will send these two people to regain Texas." Su Ming smiled and calmly looked at the Quinjet flying through the clouds below: "The two totems come together, Good for us and the heirs.”

Even with Minister Gwen trying to smooth things over, William still didn't avoid his mistake. He scratched his head in embarrassment.

I had seen the successors hunting other animal totems on the island attached to the Starlight Fortress before, but they were not taken into account when making the plan.

There is really no way to think about it. The spider totem cannot sense other animal totems, let alone not killing people himself, so he cannot implement the eradication plan.

"Okay, my bad, but there are many spider totems in this world, why choose these two people? Jessica and Miles?"

"Jessica is the only one among the cloned spiders of 1610 that has totem recognition. It is equivalent to the type of pirated software that can be connected to the spider web after entering the genuine activation code." Su Ming explained simply, as the plane in his sight began to land. Already in place: "And Miles is a rare African-American spider in all parallel universes, and maybe the taste will be unique in the eyes of the successors."

"Chocolate flavor? Maybe we can clone countless 'cocoa nibs' and give the Morlun family tooth decay or diabetes." Gwen smiled and winked, telling an incomprehensible joke.

"Racist warning!" Gwen Spider hit her non-biological sister on the head with a knife.

.....................

The battlefield was a messy pit, and everything that happened in that battle seemed to be still vivid in his mind. Miles, who was at the scene when the incident occurred, easily found the place where Galactus was sucked into the space rift.

Everywhere you look, there are dilapidated building ruins and war machinery, tanks with twisted barrels, smashed fighter jets, etc., like broken tombstones.

"Okay, we're here, how should we look for it?" He turned to look at Jesse, who was humming a tune behind him, and grabbed a piece of steel next to him: "Didn't Fury give you some high-tech equipment? For example, you can smell Captain A smelly robot dog?”

Her outfit is also very similar to the original Black Widow, except that she puts on a red jacket over a tight black leather jumpsuit. There is obviously no place to hide the robot dog.

Jessica rolled up her cuffs, revealing a spider-shaped bracelet, which was her widow's sting and spider silk launcher, and was also a portable terminal.

"There are no robot dogs, but Fury is obviously using us as search and rescue dogs." She also began to rummage through the ruins, but it was obvious that she was not working hard: "Back then, the shield was picked up by the mutants, and Fury today I don’t know what stimulated me, but I suddenly wanted us to look for the captain’s uniform. There might be residual genes on it.”

Miles pursed his lips: "So he assumed that the captain was dismembered."

"Because the captain flew into the mouth of Galactus, what do you think?" Jessica didn't like that hypothesis either, but being dismembered was already the most optimistic conjecture: "So we have to pay attention to things like fragments of the Stars and Stripes. "

"It's not enough to clone Peter Parker, he wants to clone Captain..." The little black spider shook his head, but his body started to work honestly: "The situation in the country is deteriorating rapidly, and even cosmic threats are appearing. More and more often, are we really going to fight Star Wars?”

Jessica rolled her eyes at him: "You are working with clones now, but I don't think I am a replacement."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that, I just...feel like I've lost everything."

Miles sighed, took out a piece of scrap metal from the rubble, and threw it aside.

"No, you and I, we are both spiders, we must unite."

Jessica came over, touched the little black spider's head with her dirty hands, and left a yellow dirt fingerprint on the hood of the black uniform.

Miles, who didn't know it, was very moved, and the big eyes on his mask seemed to be filled with tears.

But at this moment, a sharp female voice came from behind the two of them, like a pretentious medieval lady with a British accent:

"Actually, dear spiders, you should have separated. Now that you two are here, it's so easy to end the hunt...too easily!"