From American comics to becoming the mastermind behind the scenes

[Destiny Points from Peter Parker +899]

[Fate Points from Gwen Stacy +800]

[Fate Points from Tony Stark +1000]

[Fate Points from Obadiah Stanislav +500]

"This violates the basic common sense of the law of conservation of energy!" Peter Parker exclaimed, his eyes wide.

The trackers are giants, but when they merge together to form a monster stretching for tens of meters, it's a bit too exaggerated!

The monster swallowed Obadiah whole, its teeth scraping against the Iron Monger's outer armor with a chilling, grinding sound.

Obadiah struggled and managed to tear a hole and escape.

However, Iron Monger's injuries were more severe, and Obadiah was no longer able to continue fighting.

"Fuck!" Obadiah roared angrily, unleashing all the weapons in his body.

However, when these weapons landed on the pursuer, instead of killing him, they made him even larger.

The spreading tentacles, like vines in a rainforest, grabbed Obadiah. In a panic, Obadiah opened the Iron Monger's hatch, trying to escape.

However, the tentacles that followed grabbed Obadiah's ankle, trying to drag him into their mouths.

"Hold on!" Peter Parker shot out a web, dragging Obadiah along.

Obadiah, at the center of the struggle, felt himself starting to grow and develop again.

Gwen Stacy rushed forward, disassembled the reactor from Iron Monger's chest, and threw it to Tony Stark, who had lost all his energy and was lying dead on the spot.

With the new energy source, Tony Stark immediately regained his mobility, raised his hand and used an arc cannon to break the tentacles that were wrapped around Obadiah's ankle, and then fired several more arc cannons in succession.

The tracker let out a wail, but the wound healed quickly.

"What is this thing? It looks like a sewer slime." Tony Stark clasped his hands together. "Jarvis, increase the output power of your palm cannons."

"Yes, sir."

"Try this!"

The electric arcs from his hands erupted, the intense light causing people to instinctively close their eyes.

The tracker's body was immediately partially cut off, but it quickly grew back to its original shape.

"That won't kill it. Attack its exposed heart!" Alice said, clutching her head in great pain.

"Heart? Jarvis, locate it and lock onto it!" Stark immediately pulled up and fired his Arc Cannon repeatedly.

The originally enormous ball of flesh immediately began to shrink, leaving only a small clump. Just when everyone thought it was all over...

The ball of flesh suddenly flew towards Alice.

"Get out of my way!" Alice roared, and an invisible wave of air rolled in, crushing the ball of flesh into a pile of minced meat.

With the last heart bursting, the tracker died completely.

Tony Stark landed slowly: "What is this thing?"

Obadiah sneered, "Never seen this before, have you? Besides you, there are many other companies developing weapons. This is what..."

Before he could finish speaking, Alice, who was standing next to Obadiah, suddenly raised a metal fragment and beheaded Obadiah.

The incident happened so fast, and the target wasn't Spider-Man with his spider-sense, that no one present had time to react.

After killing Obadiah, Alice stood still, like a standby robot waiting for orders.

"Alice!" Peter Parker's eyes widened as he saw the protective umbrella symbol flashing in Alice's eyes.

"Good experimental data." A cold voice came from behind.

Wesker slowly walked out, casually kicking the now-destroyed tracker aside.

Alice.

At Wesker's call, Alice seemed to be reactivated and slowly walked to Wesker's side.

"What happened?"

"There are two opposing brainwaves in her brain; she's being controlled." Stark was the first to notice Alice's abnormality, frowning. "What did you do to her?"

"I made the future." Wesker stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Stark. "Being betrayed by someone you trusted doesn't feel good, does it? But I've avenged you, Stark."

Stark said coldly, "I didn't intend to kill him. The law will punish him!"

Wesker shook his head and smiled, not continuing Stark's line of dialogue, but instead saying, "In the desert, you turned the tide of your destiny, embarking on a different path. You are indeed a genius, and a rare one at that."

"I am Albert Wesker, a member of Umbrella Corporation's Genius Program selected from around the world. On behalf of Umbrella Corporation, I now invite you to join us."

Stark scoffed. "I don't think people who wear sunglasses at night are geniuses."

Wesker smiled. "You don't understand what you're missing. You'll regret your shallow understanding of the world."

"A superficial understanding of the world?" Stark repeated, then suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. "You know about blessed lands and grotto-heavens?"

"I'll give you time to think it over, Tony Stark." Wesker turned to leave.

"Halt!" Peter Parker shouted. "Leave Alice here!"

Wesker turned around, his expression cold, and said, "She is Umbrella Corporation's property."

Gwen exclaimed in a trembling voice, "She's a living, breathing person!"

"Interesting, but I don't have time today." Wesker glanced at his watch. "I'll give you one minute, one minute."

Before Wesker could even start the countdown.

Tony Stark had already piloted the Mark II towards Wesker: "Let's go!"

The three attacked from three directions, but Wesker vanished like a ghost.

Peter Parker felt a chill run down his spine. The warning from his spider-sense was as strong as a tsunami, causing him to duck slightly and dodge Wesker's punch.

The fist landed on the ground, creating a crater.

Gwen Stacy shot out her web, but Wesker grabbed it and pulled her over.

"Drink!" Gwen Stacy's spider-sensor was working strongly, and she subconsciously released a powerful electric current.

Wesker slowed his movements slightly for a moment, and Tony Stark also predicted his trajectory using Jarvis's supercomputing capabilities.

An arc cannon was fired.

However, the arc cannon did not hit as expected, and Wesker's several backflips caused it to land in an open area.

He slowly stood up, brushed the dust off his trench coat, and a fleeting crimson glint flashed in his sunglasses.

"FBI, everyone stay still!"

A line of black cars surrounded the area.

A man whose face could not be seen in the darkness slowly walked into the light; it was Nick Fury.

"Everyone, lay down your weapons!"

At that moment, a camouflage-painted helicopter slowly descended.

The hatch opened, and Admiral Ross stepped off the helicopter: "Nick Fury, you have no right to take our men."