Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

The Stars and Stripes fluttered in the wind behind him.

They are from the motherland.

Peter recalled the scene when he first met Homelander.

The people of the motherland shone like the brightest stars in the sky, surrounded by cheers and applause.

He recalled how the people of his homeland walked up to him, knelt down beneath his tall frame, and looked at him with expectation in their eyes.

"To my like-minded friend, Peter."

Never let the world change you.

"This world is full of power. Some people have power, but they use it to bully the weak. Some people have power, but they choose to turn a blind eye. If you had power, you would make the right choice."

"With great power comes great responsibility."

Those teachings and those images seemed to linger in his mind.

The people of his homeland are like his father, his mentor, and his god.

How could he betray his God here?

How could he bring shame to the earth here?

"I……"

Peter's pupils suddenly focused, and his previously dazed eyes instantly regained their clarity, even revealing a hint of sharpness.

"I... will never admit defeat!"

Peter shouted, quickly put on his hood, and leaped back several meters, widening the distance between himself and Eros.

The false friendship and dependence implanted in Peter's mind by Starfox vanished the moment Homelander appeared, like snow meeting the blazing sun.

"What...did you just do to me?" Peter demanded sharply.

Eros's gentle smile froze.

Looking at Spider-Man, who refused to admit defeat and began to question him, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Since he awakened this ability, no creature has ever been able to break free from such a deep emotional penetration through its own will.

What terrifying mental anchor is hidden deep within this seemingly frail Earth boy?

Eros's smile gradually faded.

"It's a shame, Peter." He sighed and shook his head helplessly. "I did use my power on you just now, but it was all for your own good. Really, I didn't want to hurt you."

"Stop pretending," Peter gritted his teeth, feeling a wave of fear and anger wash over him.

I was shocked to find my emotions manipulated by such despicable tactics.

"I'm serious." Eros spread his hands. "My brother, he's threatening me with the people I love, with the survival of dozens of planets. If I lose, he'll kill them all."

He looked at Peter and pleaded again, "You're a good boy, Peter. Your Earth has only one planet, but I bear the lives of dozens of planets on my shoulders. Please, give me the victory."

Peter crouched slightly, his fingers lightly pressing the web launcher, assuming the most standard combat stance.

He looked at Xinghu without pity or wavering.

Only... danger! Enemy!

Seeing Peter's unwavering stance, Eros knew that it was too late to change anything.

"I love peace, and I don't want to fight you..."

"But I have reasons why I have to win!"

Eros clenched his fists, power surging within him, creating a gust of air around him.

He was no longer that gentle friend, but a Titan warrior who had to clear obstacles for survival.

Peter looked at Eros, who was exuding an aura of power, without flinching in the slightest.

"What a coincidence," Peter replied coldly. "Me too!"

Whoosh-!

Two white spider silk streaked across the sky, heading straight for Eros.

The real battle to the death has only just begun.

Facing the oncoming spider silk.

Eros remained expressionless, merely tilting his head slightly. A spider silk brushed past his ear and stuck to the rusty GG sign behind him.

"It seems the negotiations have broken down," Eros sighed. "You could have chosen an easier path, Peter."

Peter suddenly exerted force with both hands, using the momentum of the spider silk pulling back, straightened his body and kicked towards Eros.

"Come on, you space Casanova!" Peter shouted from mid-air.

Eros was equally unyielding, and the concrete beneath his feet shattered with a deafening roar.

He moved like a cannonball, instantly covering a distance of more than ten meters and appearing in front of Peter.

The Titans unleashed their superhuman strength without reservation, delivering a simple, straightforward punch in preparation for a head-on clash.

In that instant, Peter's spider-sense went into overdrive, sending out a frantic warning.

He keenly sensed the terrifying power contained in that punch.

In mid-air, he forcibly twisted his waist, shot out a spider silk from his left hand, stuck it to the side wall, and pulled hard, forcibly changing his flight trajectory.

boom!

Eros's punch missed its mark and landed on the exterior wall of the building that Peter had just been behind.

The thick load-bearing wall collapsed like paper in an instant, creating a hole three meters in diameter, with rubble flying like bullets.

"Do you usually greet your girlfriends like this? Their medical bills must be staggering!" Peter said, still shaken.

Eros dusted himself off and hovered upright in mid-air.

"Peter, you're very agile. But you can't dodge every attack. Give up, it's better for both of us."

"Give up? That word doesn't exist in my dictionary. Of course, if you really want to find it, maybe it's after the page where I beat you down."

Peter used his legs to propel himself, and like a nimble bird, he swung between the buildings.

Eros shook his head, his gaze fixed on Peter, and suddenly accelerated.

Two figures engaged in a fierce chase high above the wasteland city.

Eros possesses the ability to fly and has an extremely high straight-line speed.

He was like a red and white shooting star, relentlessly pursuing Peter.

In every close-quarters encounter, he displayed the oppressive aura of the Titans' powerful physique.

His movements carried no murderous intent, yet each strike was deadly; every gesture exuded an aristocratic elegance.

Peter, on the other hand, relied entirely on the terrain and spider silk.

He continuously performed various anti-physical extreme backflips, jumps, and rolls in mid-air.

boom! boom! boom!

Eros's fist smashed through the GG signs, rooftop water tanks, and corner walls along the way.

Peter always manages to narrowly escape attacks at the last second, thanks to his spider-sense.

Each missed shot leaves horrific damage on the surrounding buildings.

Even if it was just a gust of wind from the punch, Peter could feel the overwhelming power.

Even with the evolution of Compound 5, his power still seemed quite weak in the face of the Mad Titan's power.

On the live broadcast screens around the world, countless viewers held their breath.

In their eyes, the battle presented an extremely unequal sense of oppression.

Their friendly neighbor boy was like a butterfly flitting through hail, each flight threatening to be shot down.

"Gods be upon us! Well done, Spider-Man! He's broken free from that alien bastard's brainwashing!"

"But that alien was too powerful! Spider-Man was constantly on the run, and didn't even have a chance to fight back!"

"He's still a child! Why put a teenager under this kind of pressure?"

"Hang in there, Peter! The whole world is cheering you on!"

"Don't fight, kid! Run!"