I'm not Spider-Man, even though I'm parasitized by an alien!

What he saw before him, something that would frighten ordinary people, did not scare him.

The balloon slowly rotated, revealing the information on its back.

Where the cake should have been, a skull logo was prominently displayed.

The skull's gaping mouth contained two rows of uneven teeth, from which a dialogue box emerged, displaying the words: Happy Day of the Dead!

Peter frowned slightly.

"interesting."

As he spoke, he raised the sharp claw in his hand and stabbed forward.

The balloon exploded with a "pop".

Blood splattered everywhere!

It should be described as black blood.

Thick, viscous, and accompanied by blood clots.

Peter stared quietly at his reflection in the mirror.

The blood, like dark red syrup, flowed down the mirror.

The blood was mixed with some white tissue, like maggots trapped in resin.

Peter took two steps forward, stared into the mirror, and reached out to wipe a clean spot on it so he could see his reflection.

The scene suddenly changed.

The person in the mirror is still him, but he has changed significantly compared to before.

The person in the mirror had returned to normal; beneath his chestnut hair were his cold eyes.

At that moment, there was movement behind him in the mirror, but it was very blurry because of the congealed blood.

"Nine more, it'll be your turn soon!"

A voice suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing this, Peter immediately turned around.

The shadowy figure held a sharp red blade in its hand.

Laughing loudly, he brought the weapon down on his head.

Peter reacted by swinging his claws in an attempt to stop the other party.

But the bathroom environment suddenly changed!

Peter's vision went completely dark, and his body felt as if it were being dragged into a well of nothingness, sinking endlessly.

He heard what sounded like someone crying, but the sound quickly faded away.

The next second, Peter stood up amidst the stench of preservatives in the hospital.

The stench of decay seeped into his nostrils, took hold, and wouldn't leave no matter how hard he tried to get rid of it.

It was as if there was an invisible wall around him, suffocating the air and making it impossible for him to breathe freely.

Realizing that this was affecting his mental world, Peter frowned and used his consciousness to fight the strange feeling.

At first, I felt like I was trapped in a box or a coffin, and the air seemed to be getting less and less.

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out—strong and powerful hands, those hands were wet and sticky, reaching towards me.

The person who suddenly appeared was Gwen!

With her blood-stained hands, she removed a mint-green medical mask from her face, revealing Gwen's face covered in blood.

"Hi, good evening, Peter."

Gwen greeted Peter.

"You're not Gwen, so who are you?"

Peter paused for a moment, then frowned and asked her.

"I am Gwen, or rather, the future Gwen."

"You pulled me into your dream, so you were pretending to be Gwen?"

"Maybe."

Gwen scratched the X on her right eye that was taped on. "Sorry, the tape is itchy."

“If this is just a dream,” Gwen said to Peter, “why don’t you just wake up?”

Peter didn't speak, but quietly looked at the other person.

A moment later, his body began to be covered by an exoskeleton, and he asked him calmly, "You are not Gwen. You transformed into Gwen just to deliberately torment me?"

"Why are you so sure, so calm? Anger, fear, despair—aren't these what you should be showing? Why aren't you afraid, Peter Parker? Do you think you're immune to harm?"

Happy Lantern Festival, everyone!

Chapter 156 Alien Totem, A New Target!

The hospital suddenly disappeared in front of him, and a road suddenly appeared in front of him.

The long highway stretches endlessly like a sharp cone, with no end in sight.

Vast, desolate, and bleak.

On both sides stretched an endless wasteland: red earth and gray trees.

The sky was azure, but a thundercloud drifted in the distance; the rumbling sound was like an anvil rolling on the ground.

Gwen stood in front of Peter, greedily breathing in the air, as if she had just crawled out of the cold lake in winter.

"You are the Spider-Man of this universe, Peter, but you seem to be a little different from the Spider-Men of other worlds."

Peter slowly raised his right hand, ready to thrust.

"Different? So you've seen Spider-Man from other worlds?"

As he spoke, he looked around at the dream world.

The wasteland reeks of death.

He saw two crows in the middle of the road.

They guarded a pangolin that had been crushed to death, their black beaks pecking at the bloody tendons and chunks of flesh.

The dead pangolin looked like a broken Easter egg.

Two crows started pecking at each other over a piece of meat.

"Yes, each one is different."

Gwen didn't seem worried at all about Peter attacking her.

She told Peter, “There’s a Spider-Man from the Great Depression who’s willingly taken away by the factory but is still venting his frustrations everywhere; and there’s a Spider-Man with a London accent who’s a real nuisance, always watching others to satisfy his dark side.”

"Then who are you?"

Peter frowned and asked him, "Are you Spider-Man from some other universe?"

"No, quite the opposite, I am the enemy of all Spider-Men!"

Gwen's eyes instantly turned blood red, and countless drops of thick, black blood flowed from them.

At the same time, countless corpses suddenly appeared along the long highway.

The corpses piled up on top of each other were all Spider-Man's corpses!

These dead Spider-Man corpses, each with a different appearance, seem to be Spider-Men from different worlds.

"All incarnations of the spider totem will be hunted by the heir's family!"

"Gwen" let out a chilling laugh, "The Master Builder is dead, and we've locked onto Spider-Man from every universe! Including you, your universe will be locked onto soon too!"

Peter looked calmly at "Gwen" who was emitting a chilling laugh.

Is this guy trying to hunt down Spider-Men from all parallel universes?

And it seems he really did kill quite a few Spider-Men from different universes.

"What is an Heir Family? Are you a member of an Heir Family?"

Peter asked him.

"You'll find out soon enough, because I'll locate your universe in no time."

"Gwen" seems to have mistaken Peter for Spider-Man with the Spider-Man totem.

"As for who I am, I am God, I am the devil, I am the symbol of destiny, the totem of the hunt, the thing you curse every morning when you wake up and every night before you go to sleep, Peter Parker, it's time to face your inner demons."

As she spoke, she transformed into a red storm and charged towards Peter.

Peter is preparing to face the challenge in the dream world.

Suddenly, a strong throbbing sensation came from my chest.

The monstrous embryo in his chest suddenly began to throb violently.

An indescribable feeling surged through his entire body.

Even in the dream world, he felt that the alien embryo seemed to be boosting his mental power.

With a thought, the "Queen" alien materialized in mid-air, transforming from a phantom into a tangible entity filled with murderous intent.

Following Peter's instructions, or rather, being conjured by Peter's mental power as the "Queen," she charged toward the red storm that "Gwen" had transformed into.

"Oh!"

Black lightning and red storm collided with each other, producing a deafening roar.

At the same time, Peter charged towards the enemy.

Wings instantly sprouted from his back, and Peter threw a punch at his opponent with lightning speed.

Gwen, caught between Peter and the "Alien Queen," was suddenly attacked and immediately broke away from the battlefield, retreating backward.

He cannot maintain the dream world for long.