From American comics to becoming the mastermind behind the scenes

"A folding knife?" Gwen Stacy's eyes widened.

During the battle that day, Tony Stark had to exert all his strength to kill the Tracker, thanks to Alice's reminder.

Angers, on the other hand, only had one exquisitely patterned and ornately designed folding knife!

The blade of this folding knife is even shorter than the palm of your hand!

How could such a weapon possibly kill those monsters?

Gwen tried to persuade Angers.

But Angers had already moved, so fast that the two of them couldn't keep up with it. By the time they came to their senses...

Angers had returned to his original spot, the silver blade reflecting rings of light under the neon lights, the intricate and exquisite patterns showing no trace of blood.

With a "click," the folding knife was sheathed.

Six monsters, as large as giants, stood still, not moving an inch.

But fine, regular lines had already appeared on its body, and then it shattered into pieces like a Lego model being played with by a relative's child.

"What just happened?!" Peter Parker's eyes widened.

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"Looks like you're moving a bit too fast." Angers chuckled, sheathing his folding knife and turning to shout at the road sign, "Is this how you treat your mentor?"

The road sign, which originally looked much like an ordinary bus stop sign, suddenly had its projected GG image shatter and reformed into a white man who looked quite scholarly.

"I just wanted to loosen up your muscles. This kind of weapon is hard to hurt you, after all, you are the oldest dragon slayer in the world."

The white man smiled, and his words surprised Peter Parker and Gwen Stacy even more.

"A dragon slayer?"

Although I had previously learned from Angers that the purpose of Kassel College was to protect the mortal world from being destroyed by dragons.

But it doesn't say that Kassel College trains dragon slayers!

That's a bit of an exaggeration!

"It's great to see my dear student again," Angers said with a smile. "It's not something a good student should do to send an old man to such a remote place."

William said, "But to make me sit face to face with someone who could kill me hundreds of times in a second would be too disrespectful to life."

Principal Angers, the Board of Directors has already approved our plan, and no family has objected. Why do you insist on going your own way?

Now that the barrier between the mortal world and the blessed lands has been destroyed, the dragons will surely awaken. Why not let Wesker and I complete our plan and lead humanity into a new era?

"Only fools would believe the words of those parasites on the school board," Angers said, sounding like a parent driven to despair by tutoring their child. "Your choices will only destroy human civilization, while they dream of using their bloodline to wreak havoc in the new world you've created, becoming true dragons!"

"Sacrifice is necessary," William said coldly.

"Sigh, the students are so stupid, shouldn't the principal bear the primary responsibility?" Angers rubbed his forehead. "Perhaps I should contact S.H.I.E.L.D. and establish a branch in Kassel."

"Principal, please don't go any further. I don't want to kill you," William said coldly.

After saying that, the GG card returned to its previous state.

"After graduation, students often go through a period of arrogance. The best way to correct them is to give them a good beating."

Angers smiled, turned around and tossed the car keys to Peter Parker: "You guys go back, leave the things inside to the adults."

Peter Parker glanced at the car keys in his hand, exchanged a look with Gwen, and said, "No, he said it's dangerous inside. We can't let you go alone."

Angers laughed nonchalantly, his weathered face full of composure: "Students just like to talk big sometimes. If there really was a way to kill me, the board of directors would have done it already."

"It's alright, we have reinforcements." Peter Parker followed Angers, his curiosity about the Kassel College Angers had mentioned growing. "I just heard him say that you are the oldest living dragon slayer?"

“He’s just lived long enough,” Angers said, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. “If we’re going to act, we’d better hurry. Wesker won’t let William live much longer.”

"What do you mean?" Gwen asked in surprise. "Aren't they their companions?"

"A king is lonely; the crown and the throne belong to only one person." Angers' expression turned serious. "Wesker will absolutely not allow anyone to share the crown with him..."

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"According to the information provided by Nick Fury, we can reach the underground laboratory in Raccoon City by passing through this area," Hill said, turning off the 3D projector in her hand.

Steve, dressed in his classic uniform and holding a primitive Adamantium shield, led the way.

Upon hearing this, Steve asked, "Where did Nick Fury get such detailed information?"

Hill laughed and said, "It was Ada Wong who infiltrated Osborn and obtained it."

Ada Wong stood in the center of the group, with several heavily armed elite agents behind her.

Because this was an infiltration mission, Hill didn't bring too many team members.

"Wait!" Steve suddenly stopped and said, "I heard footsteps."

"Is this Umbrella Technology's security?" Hill drew his gun and looked ahead warily, turning on several tactical flashlights at the same time, illuminating the area as if it were daytime.

All that could be seen was a 'person' dressed in tattered clothes and covered in grease, huddled in a corner.

"He looks like a homeless man."

Although they looked very similar, Hill didn't dare to be careless and said, "Let's go take a look."

Two agents received orders and stepped forward together, while the others kept their guns pointed at the homeless man.

The two men stepped forward and nudged the homeless man, only to find that he didn't move. With a forceful push, he fell to the ground.

"Is he dead?" One of them reached out to touch the homeless man's carotid artery, but at that moment, a bump the size of a thumb suddenly appeared on the body's skin.

Furthermore, the protrusions continued to move, and more and more protrusions appeared on the corpse's skin, their dense appearance extremely horrifying, enough to make one's scalp tingle at just one glance.

The corpse began to writhe, and as the bulges on its body surged toward its throat, the corpse suddenly opened its mouth, and a large number of bright red worms crawled out.

It looks like an enlarged version of a leech, but its entire body is bright red, like a blood clot.

"Fuck, what is that?!" The agents quickly retreated, but the strange insect on the ground curled up and shot itself like a spring towards the agents' faces.

The agent reacted quickly, immediately firing his gun to open the insects, but there were simply too many of them.

As strange insects continued to crawl out of the homeless man's corpse, the body was reduced to nothing more than skin and bones.

"Get out of the way!" Steve yelled and threw a flashbang.