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

The next second, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

Something seemed to be struggling to burst outwards.

His heart was pounding, a feeling of swelling rose within him, and waves of nausea and dizziness washed over him.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The faster his heart beat, the more he felt something tearing at his chest.

Excruciating pain assaulted every nerve in his body.

"you"

He opened his eyes wide, looking at Peter who was staring at him coldly. "What did you do to me?"

"Wow!"

Then, to the astonishment of many Spider-Men, a bloody creature suddenly emerged from his chest.

With a large amount of blood splattering, Moron's entire chest cavity arteries were torn open.

The ribs flared outwards, and tissues from the chest cavity were also ejected.

The strong stench of blood immediately filled the entire space.

Maddie Parker stared in shock at the scene before her; she had never imagined that such a shocking thing would happen.

This. What is this?

She immediately remembered that Peter had previously placed many eggs in the cloning base on Earth 802.

Could this be the terrifying creature formed when facehuggers lay their eggs inside the clone's body?

What... what kind of monster is this?

This method of reproduction is like...

She immediately had a bad feeling about it.

To attack a creature against its will is akin to rape.

Subsequently, an evil new creature is conceived within the organism, and this gestation process may have a time cycle.

Just like the concept of a woman's ten-month pregnancy, in the end, a terrifying creature bursts out of its chest, and a monster representing life and death is born.

Moreover, why does the current shape of this broken chest body look so much like a male genital organ?

She looked at Peter with a shocked expression.

Who exactly is this person?

What exactly is this creature?

Medea was immediately plunged into immense shock and unease.

The ruptured body that burst out of Molen's body appeared rather weak due to being newly born.

After Peter absorbed the genes of the cloned successor, a complex network had already formed in his mind.

Nodes in a network connect different worlds.

It also links to his control over all the aliens in different worlds.

The ruptured chest of the demon in front of him was also controlled by the network in his mental sea.

At that moment, the vampire princess arrived at the scene.

Seeing the ruptured chest that burst from Molun's body, she was horrified.

This is an alien that came from my own planet's spaceship.

She instantly thought of the astronauts on the spaceship whose chests had been ripped open.

Seeing the man with the broken chest trying to escape, she immediately prepared to give chase.

Peter stopped him.

"Perhaps you shouldn't interfere with them too much."

The vampire princess looked at Peter, who had suddenly appeared in front of her, and said, "I know it was you who did this. You can't control them. They are creatures more terrifying than demons."

The vampire princess angrily said to Peter, "If we let them multiply in the city, the whole city will be reduced to ruins."

Peter said to her calmly, "I've always told you that I can control them."

"I don't believe your arrogance."

"is it?"

Peter glanced at the stubborn woman.

“Usually my arrogance can solve most problems, like now.”

As he spoke, Kahn, Spider's Silk, Little Rascal, Black Cat, Gwen, Helen, and others stood behind him.

"I think we still have enough important things to do, don't we?"

Seeing the group of Spider-Men suddenly appear behind Peter, Vampire Girl had no choice but to stop moving.

She was now quite dissatisfied with Peter, that arrogant and domineering guy.

After stopping the vampire princess's actions, Peter glanced in the direction of the now-vanished ruptured chest.

Now, he naturally knows where the person with the broken chest has escaped to.

Creating a network would allow him to track down aliens in different universes.

The location of this ruptured chest body could not escape his perception.

Meanwhile, Earth 001.

The stronghold of the heirs.

Verna, who was killed in an alien ambush, has been resurrected.

After being resurrected using a clone, she returned to Earth 001 and felt that something was wrong with her body.

Sticky sweat clung to her eyebrows and dripped into her eyes, causing a stinging sensation.

Having been ambushed and killed by an alien, she immediately harbored thoughts of revenge and continued to track down the aliens in the city.

She looked up and around; all she saw were trees.

Most of them are pine trees, with slender and delicate needles protruding from the sandy soil, sometimes whispering in the wind.

The overhead power lines looked like strings of black licorice.

Sometimes a house appears—a mini mansion here, the ruins of a house there.

The city was eerily quiet.

All the slaves who were brought to this world by the successors have vanished.

Verna's gaze returned to the pine trees and their dappled shadows.

Twilight begins to seep into the blood of the night.

The sun sets, the moon rises.

A moment later, she looked up and saw the North American pine, a malnourished and twisted tree that grows in dry soil.

These trees, which thrive after being completely burned by an accidental forest fire, kill off the shrubs, allowing them to survive and completely defeat their small, lowly competitors.

There are many of these trees planted in this city.

She felt a strong sense of unease.

What exactly is that monster?

She looked at the city streets with a puzzled expression.

It stretches on endlessly, without end.

As night fell, the road, covered with withered leaves and devoid of life, appeared extremely eerie.

She even had the idea of ​​walking into that eerie thicket, where the monster was hiding in the pine trees.

Her legs were in excruciating pain, her mouth was dry, and the soles of her feet felt burning hot.

damn it.

What's wrong with my body?

She clutched her chest, feeling increasingly short of breath, as if something was about to leap out from inside.

She endured the pain as if she were pulling herself out of the quicksand with all her might.

However, it felt like all their efforts had been in vain, and they only sank deeper into trouble.

Then, the dark road was illuminated by the headlights of the car behind her, making it sparkle with light.

She looked up at the oncoming car.

Fate has other plans, twisted like a dwarf pine tree.

The rumble of the engine played a chord that was all too familiar.

She looked back—the car's headlights were large and bright, like two scorching suns, crookedly and rapidly approaching, burning away the darkness.

With a screeching sound from the hydraulic braking system, the car came to a stop.

No one got out of the car.

Instead, accompanied by roars, countless aliens emerged from the car.

Immediately afterwards, she knelt on the ground, her chest burst open, and with a spurt of blood, a mangled body emerged.

Looking at the head exposed through the ruptured chest, she felt a sense of despair.

The clone must have been tampered with!

If I were to be resurrected, I would surely suffer this excruciating pain again.

"Pfft!"

As she fell, the aliens pounced on her.