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

Perhaps this is the last page.

Then her consciousness went dark.

Suddenly, the dried-up vampire heads on the wall screamed in agony.

With its mouth open, the vampire let out a painful sound, as if it were crying out for its tragic fate and resentment.

The vampires screamed in terror.

The mischievous boy, who was watching all this, was gripped by deep fear.

These ancient carvings—those corpse carvings—depict mutilated, collapsed bodies covered in horrible slime.

They were victims of that massive war, slaughtered and stuck together by horrific creatures, forming gruesome corpses.

Even though the things depicted in those carvings were ancient artifacts that had long since disappeared, they were still infamous and haunted her like a nightmare.

The little rascal suddenly opened his eyes.

The first thing she saw was Helen, who was staring at her.

Helen, seeing that she was awake, said to her, "You're awake?"

"I'm not dead yet?"

Was that a dream?

The little rascal pressed his forehead, which was throbbing slightly.

"He shouldn't be dead yet."

Helen's eyes flashed with a look that Little Rascal couldn't understand. She stood up and said to Little Rascal, "You're lucky enough that you weren't hurt in any vital areas. Also, your recovery is pretty good; you've woken up now."

"What...what is that? It attacked me?"

"Aliens have taken over the biological army here."

The little rascal tried to stand up, but felt a sudden pain in his shoulder.

She looked around and asked Helen, "Where is everyone else?"

The two were in a large space, a large basement with a standard cubic interior—the room was about twenty feet on each side, the walls were covered with carvings, and the floor was scattered with gravel.

The place seems to be filled with an atmosphere of terror and unease.

"This place is a maze. After the attack, we were separated and scattered in different places."

Upon hearing this, the little rascal immediately realized that the other person had saved him.

It must have taken a lot of effort to rescue myself from unconsciousness in such a chaotic situation.

"Thank you. Thank you so much. You...you didn't touch my skin, did you?"

While sincerely thanking the other person, the little rascal asked her with concern.

It would be terrible if the other person touched your skin!

Her abilities always brought nightmares to others, and she didn't want to hurt anyone.

Before Helen could answer, she sensed someone walking towards her.

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The aura emanating from the newcomer was very similar to the alien aura Helen had described.

Extremely nervous, she immediately raised her pistol.

"Whoosh!"

The bullet was fired forward.

But it didn't seem to work; the bullets hit him but didn't penetrate deep enough.

Ignoring the bullets, the newcomer walked step by step to her, leaving her dumbfounded.

That black battle suit exuded an aura of chilling menace and death.

Hello, girls!

Chapter 172 Flying Aliens?!

Little Rascal looked at Spider-Man, who had suddenly appeared in front of her, with a shocked expression.

She never expected that it wouldn't be an alien but Spider-Man.

She had clearly sensed an aura emanating from the other person that was similar to that of an alien.

As a mutant, her senses are different from those of ordinary people.

Her ability is to absorb her opponent's memories and abilities through physical contact. Under normal circumstances, the absorbed abilities will disappear after a few minutes.

The use of her superpowers also honed her sensory awareness.

She can sense auras that ordinary people cannot perceive.

For example, she can now constantly sense the evil aura emanating from this underground lair.

And the aura emanating from Spider-Man was similar to that of the monster that had attacked him before.

"You...you're Spider-Man?!"

Taking a deep breath, the little rascal asked in disbelief.

"I don't think anyone can impersonate me."

Peter glanced at Helen standing beside him and said, "It seems your adventure hasn't been going very well, Miss Helen."

Helen said irritably, "Do you always like to make sarcastic remarks?"

Seeing Peter appear improved her mood considerably.

The little rascal noticed the way the two were talking and felt like they knew each other.

Seeing the questioning look in her eyes, Helen explained, "I know this man a little. This is Anna, Anna Mary, and she is a superhuman."

She originally wanted to say the other person was a mutant, but she used a different word.

Peter naturally knew this female character who was quite popular in the X-Men series.

He extended his hand, gesturing for a handshake.

"Hello."

Seeing Peter preparing to shake hands with him, the little rascal glanced nervously at his gloved right hand.

She was not only wearing gloves, but also completely covered up from head to toe.

She looked like a rigid woman who strictly adhered to religious precepts.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally reached out her hand.

However, she did not take off her gloves.

"I'm sorry, my skin cannot come into contact with other people."

To prevent Spider-Man from misunderstanding that she was arrogant and rude, she quickly explained.

As someone who grew up in New York City, she certainly knew the famous Spider-Man.

After all, the incident at the American Museum of Natural History in New York, where Spider-Man pulled a speeding train with his bare hands, left a deep impression on her.

She is insecure and longs for a normal life, but also hopes that her mutant identity can bring change to the world. She idolizes Spider-Man.

Now that her idol was standing in front of her, the little rascal suppressed her excitement and tried to communicate with Peter in a normal tone.

Peter knew her capabilities and naturally wouldn't hold it against her.

He shook his head and said to the other person, "It's okay."

Peter quickly remembered something and asked, "How is Professor X?"

He now wants to know if Professor X and Magneto in this world are still the same as they were before.

When Peter mentioned Professor X, the little rascal paused for a moment.

To be honest, she had only heard the name but didn't know much about it.

"I'm not very familiar with him."

The little rascal stammered.

She didn't know why the other person suddenly brought up Professor X.

Seeing the little rascal's expression, Peter knew that the other person probably hadn't interacted with Professor X yet.

He shook his head and looked at Helen. "What happened, Helen?"

"Haven't you been spying on us all along?"

Helen looked into the darkness behind Peter, but found no trace of the "Queen".

She said to Peter, "I thought everything happening here was under your control."

Peter ignored the other person's sarcastic remarks, saying, "I'm not God, how can I control everything?"

"Okay, it seems you haven't gotten that arrogant yet. I even thought you were going to see yourself as the master!"

Glancing at the mischievous little boy beside her, who was curiously pricking up his ears, she said to Peter seriously:

"This is the lair of ancient vampires. They originally slept here, waiting for future vampires to awaken them, but something unexpected happened."

Peter frowned; he already guessed what had happened here.

"The aliens have taken over this place, using vampires as parasitic containers, and have given birth to countless aliens that have hybridized with vampires."

As she spoke, she glanced at the stone wall beside her.

"Did you see them?"

Peter frowned and asked her.

"Yes, I saw it."

Helen removed her hand from the stone wall, her expression more solemn than ever before.

"Larger in size and stronger in strength."