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

George Stacy dialed Devon's number, but found that she couldn't get through no matter what she tried.

Worried, he immediately called the police station.

His former colleagues at the police station told him that Dwolf was on duty.

Feeling uneasy, he hesitated for a few minutes before finally deciding to go and check.

He went downstairs, started his car, and drove towards Brooklyn.

On the other side, at Devon's location.

Despite being thrown into the air by the flying skateboard, Devoe stood up in pain and quickly darted between the tables.

The "demon" charged towards her on a skateboard.

The spacious room was filled with tables. Devoe moved to the right, nimbly leaping onto a table and quickly dodging the "demon's" attack, before fleeing towards the exit.

Unfortunately, one of her feet got stuck in the groove of the table, causing her to almost lose her balance and nearly break her head.

However, she twisted her arm and her legs followed closely behind her body, finding her balance so that she wouldn't fall.

She jumped down, landed on the ground, gritted her teeth, and ran towards the door as fast as she could.

The "demon" charged straight at him, knocking over anything that touched it with its elbows. Tables rattled and spilled liquid from the cups on them.

"Shet!"

Seeing that the other person was getting closer and closer, Devoe grabbed a handful of food from a plate and threw it at his head.

A chicken leg struck the skateboard the other person was standing on hard, then fell to the floor with a "bang".

Then Devoe turned around, glanced at the pistol on the ground, and lunged forward to pick it up.

Just as Devon was about to get close, a chair was kicked in front of her.

With a thud, Devonte's hand clutched her chest and she collapsed to the ground.

Looking up at the pistol that was getting further and further away from her, she had no choice but to abandon her plan to pick it up and run towards the exit.

All we need is one exit!

A glowing red sign—that's the exit.

Right there!

Devoe stood up, quickly turned around, and pulled over a shelf full of used plates, covered with leftover food, to block her view.

With a crash, the plates collapsed onto the floor.

However, the "demon" on the skateboard leaped over it.

Dwolf turned and ran toward the door.

The "devil" didn't seem to be in a hurry to catch Devon. Instead, he dropped the dagger in his hand, walked to the fire cabinet on his flying skateboard, and picked up an axe.

A man wearing a "demon" mask chased after her, wielding an axe.

The "evil spirit" followed closely like a piece of rotten meat that it couldn't shake off.

"Boom!"

The axe fell heavily to the ground.

Devoe's head was nearly chopped off; at the last second, her head tilted to one side.

This saved her from having her head chopped off, but the axe blow to her shoulder rendered her unable to fight.

Blood spurted out from his shoulder.

With a muffled groan, Devoe fell heavily to the ground.

Using all his strength, he turned himself around so he wouldn't faint immediately.

Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, she saw the exit door.

But the "demon" had already stepped off the skateboard.

He slowly walked up to the immobilized Devoe and raised the axe in his hand.

"Oh!"

A loud crash was heard, and a car sped through the iron door of the room and rushed in.

The "demon" that couldn't dodge in time was hit and sent flying.

"Squeak!"

The car stopped, and George Stacy got out.

"George?!"

Seeing her old partner appear before her, Devoe stared at him in surprise, forgetting the pain from her wounds.

"It seems I'm not too late."

"Almost," Dwolf said, panting.

George walked over to her, quickly tore a piece of his shirt to cover Devon's wound, and then helped her toward the car.

George placed the weak and powerless Devoe in the passenger seat and prepared to drive.

"Oh!"

However, the moment the car started, something hit the tire, causing it to explode with a loud "bang".

The out-of-control car collided with the wall at the exit.

Then the car door opened shakily.

The injured George Stacy stumbled as he unbuckled Devoe's seatbelt and helped her out.

The "demon" that he had knocked away earlier also got up from the ground.

It seems the previous impact didn't completely kill him.

The "demon" stared at the two stumbling figures, a smile appearing on its face behind the mask.

"Hey, Dad!"

At the same time, Gwen pushed open the door to Stacy's house.

"Look what this is? Captain America's autograph. Peter got it for you; he went to a lot of trouble."

Gwen, holding Captain America's autograph, pushed open the door and came in.

"dad?!"

After looking around and finding no trace of her father, Gwen frowned.

She walked to the table and looked at the coffee, which hadn't completely cooled down yet.

"Dad?! Are you there?"

After calling out a few times without getting a response, Gwen took out her phone and dialed her father's number.

I dialed the number several times, but the response was always "unable to connect".

Gwen put away her phone and, looking worried, went to the balcony to look outside.

Fog rolled in at night, making the night sky hazy.

Feeling uneasy, Gwen summoned the symbiote, and a black suit of armor instantly covered her body.

"Whoosh!"

Gwen shot out a web, pulling herself into the sky.

"Wow!"

On the rooftop, the pigeons spread their wings and flew away.

In the parking lot below the rooftop, George Stacy was completely exhausted.

He hadn't expected this new "Green Goblin" to be so troublesome.

No, it shouldn't be called the "new Green Demon".

The mask the other person is wearing should be called a "demon".

Who is this murderer who suddenly appeared and committed several murders in a row?!

As he thought about it, he glanced at Devon, who was leaning against the wall and panting heavily.

He had to hold out until police reinforcements arrived.

"You can't escape now. Although I really want to keep playing, it's time."

The "devil" riding a flying skateboard walked towards George.

George tried to resist, but was caught.

"Oh!"

George Stacy's head slammed heavily against the metal railing.

Just as the "evil spirit" was about to continue his attack, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura rushing towards him from behind.

"Boom!"

The "demon" that was hit on the back was instantly thrown away with a heavy impact.

He fell off his skateboard and rolled around on the ground.

Gwen was bathed in a black aura, with a thick, black liquid rolling across her body.

Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at the "new Green Demon".

The guy in front of me was wearing the same armor that Norman had worn before.

Moreover, this skateboard is the same one that Norman used to ride.

"Why?!"

She couldn't believe her own guess.

If this is Harry, why?

Why did he become like this?