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

Why would he hurt his own father?!

Gwen let out a terrible howl, like the wailing of someone whose anger has just begun to erupt.

"Oh!"

Countless tentacles extended from her body, crashing heavily into the "demon" that was trying to stand up.

The tentacles wrapped tightly around him, as if trying to crush him.

Blood surged from the head of the "evil spirit," like a balloon filled with blood.

Gwen, whose rationality has been affected by the symbiote, now only wants to destroy everything in front of her with any violent means.

There is no room for maneuver.

"The devil" never expected Spider-Woman to become so powerful.

Before he could react, black tentacles wrapped around his neck.

Gwen, who had lost her mind, stared at him, baring her ferocious teeth like an animal.

You shouldn't have hurt him!

The tentacles pulled the "demon" over, and Gwen threw a punch.

The "evil spirit" was knocked backward and staggered.

But because they were bound by tentacles, they were unable to break free.

Gwen then swung her head forward and struck his nose with her forehead.

This caused the "evil spirit" to let out a painful groan.

Gwen opened her blood-red maw and stuck out a long, crimson tongue.

"Don't betray our friendship! Lies!"

The black tentacles grabbed him and slammed him down.

The "demon's" body vaulted over the railing and crashed into the weeds.

He felt as if he had just drunk a pot of churning, adrenaline-fueled broth.

Gwen unleashes her full potential, maximizing the power of the Symbiote suit.

With a "thud," she landed in front of the "evil spirit."

Black tentacles burst forth from his body, and Gwen grabbed him while throwing a punch.

The "evil spirit" suddenly felt a burst of blood, a rupture, and blood spurted out like firecrackers, spraying out two streams of red liquid that flowed down his chin.

With a thud, he rolled to the ground.

The tentacles slammed him away again.

The "demon" twisted its body, rolled along the ground, and then crashed into the railing.

Blood soaked the ground, and he felt something inside his body disappearing.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth and stood up.

He stepped back onto his skateboard and, despite the excruciating pain, charged towards Gwen, throwing pumpkin bombs at her.

"boom!"

An explosion rang out, and smoke and flames immediately erupted where Gwen was.

Rain began to fall, and the pattering sound of rain filled the parking lot.

Despite the rain, the fire caused by the explosion did not subside.

The car, once set ablaze, continues to burn.

Fire and black smoke roared wildly inside a shipping container, several vehicles, and a long, dilapidated car.

Just as the "demon" was clutching his chest and gasping for breath, Gwen's figure appeared in the explosion.

As the "demon" stared in disbelief, Gwen flicked out several sticky tentacles that had coalesced together and shot them toward the other party.

Startled, the "evil spirit" quickly dodged backward.

However, due to his injury, his movements were much slower than before.

Gwen instantly teleported in front of him and grabbed him by the neck.

"Bang"!

Gwen, with her jaws wide open, ultimately managed to control her desires and did not bite off the other's head.

She grabbed his head and slammed it against the metal railing.

The world of "evil spirits" began to hum like a giant bell.

"Crack!"

The next second, he felt a sharp pain in his head, like an apple being cleaved in two by an axe.

When he came to his senses, he realized that it was Gwen who grabbed his body and slammed him to the ground.

Lying on the ground, he tried to say something, but only spit out red blood bubbles.

Gwen was slightly out of breath as she looked at the "demon" lying on the ground, panting heavily.

She knelt on the ground and gripped the soil tightly with her fingers.

Gwen tries to control her body with reason, but finds that the desire for destruction and killing is constantly invading her entire mental world.

"No! No! This isn't me! It's not—me!"

Palm to palm, fingertips to fingertips, skin to skin, Gwen gritted her teeth and struggled against another force of will.

Darkness, endless darkness, icy seawater, mud, silt, and screams all rushed towards her.

Everything was like shattered glass. The radio station could not find any stations with sound. An unpleasant sound was heard in the void above, as if it were sleeping in the heart of a tornado or suddenly falling to the bottom of a turbulent river at night.

Gwen gasped for breath, trying to breathe, but to no avail.

Her throat felt tight, her lungs felt flattened, and tears were squeezed to the edge of her eyes.

But this sense of destruction has not diminished in the slightest.

On the other side, seeing Gwen kneeling on the ground breathing heavily, George Stacy realized that something was wrong with her daughter.

"Hey, Spider-Woman, look at me. You know who you are, right? Don't lose your way. You're not someone who can be easily defeated. Look at me, don't give up."

He tried to wake his daughter, but Gwen felt herself getting worse.

Parker's house.

Peter searched for information about "evil spirits" on a search engine.

This guy committed numerous murders in New York and is also suspected of several bank robberies.

Staring at the "devil" on the skateboard in the picture, Peter carefully examined the other person's uniform and skateboard.

These are the same pieces of equipment that Norman Osborn used at the time.

Did Harry become the Green Goblin?

Or did someone simply steal this set of equipment?

After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and contacted Helen.

"Yes, I know who he is."

Helen said to him on the other end of the phone, "He's just a minor character. I didn't expect you to be interested in him."

"Small role?"

Peter didn't know why Helen said that.

"When did you become so arrogant, Helen?"

"This is not just talk; it's an analysis based on strength."

Helen's voice was languid, "This guy's name is Roderick Kingsley. He was originally a fashion designer who came to Norman Osborn's laboratory by chance and discovered his equipment and aircraft. Perhaps tired of the boring life and yearning for a life of crime, he took it all for himself and became the new Green Goblin."

"You mean he stole Green Goblin's equipment?"

"Yes, I've fought him before, but I didn't manage to kill him. Don't you think having a guy like that in New York City would make the city more interesting?"

"You really have a bad taste."

“We’re all the same, Peter. By the way, where’s your girlfriend?”

"She went home to deliver Captain America's autograph. I have something to do, talk to you later."

Peter shook his head and hung up the phone.

He put down his phone and looked outside.

Through the rain-shrouded distance, I could see faint lights rising.

The sound of police sirens rang out on the street.

The sound of the helicopter's spiraling rotors gradually drew closer.

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He glanced at the night outside, then reached down to touch his face, whereupon a black exoskeleton instantly covered him.

He left the room through the window and stood on the rooftop of the building.

Helicopters roared overhead.

Peter took out his phone and, frowning, dialed Gwen's number.

“Look at me, hey, think about who you are. This isn’t the real you. You have to wake up.”

George Stacy is still trying to awaken the struggling Gwen.

Police and S.H.I.E.L.D. arrived at the scene at this time.

"Falcon, Falcon, are you there?"