Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

Seeing that his attack was useless, Bashar made a prompt decision.

"Run! Run separately!"

After saying that, he shot out a special stance again, trying to trap Mu En.

"Run, run, where can you escape to?"

Basha ran all the way, looking back from time to time to see if Mu En had caught up with him, but the next moment.

"Hello!"

At some point, Mu En, wearing the Dare Kiva armor, appeared in front of him.

Bashar looked at Mu En with horror.

"Kamen Rider, how is that possible? You are clearly trapped by me."

Mu En brushed off the non-existent dust on his body and said lightly.

"Yes, your trap trapped me. It blocked me for 0.5 seconds."

"Damn it, I'll fight you!"

Basha took desperate measures and rushed towards Mu En without caring about his life.

However, in just a moment, Mu En grabbed his neck.

"Don't worry, I promised you that I won't kill you."

As he spoke, Mu En took out a colorless whistle from the box on the side of his belt, and casually inserted the whistle into Kivat II's mouth, and Kivat II blew the whistle.

"Basha, seal it!"

The domineering power of the Demon King surged wildly, and emerald green lightning burst out from Mu En's body. The lightning turned into a cage and blocked Basha.

Amid Basha's wailing, it turned into a folding crossbow sealed by chains.

Mu En bent down to pick up the sealed Basha and said calmly.

"Clown Bat, the previous Basha was also sealed by you and King in the same way."

"Yes, Your Majesty, but compared to you, all previous kings are so inferior."

Mu En smiled, shook his head and hung the crossbow on his belt.

"Come on, I know a little bit about your affairs, so you don't have to flatter me. I only ask one thing from you."

Kivat replied respectfully.

"Your Highness, please give your orders."

Mu En looked in the direction where Garuru fled and said.

"I only ask you, if I am really the King of Fangire, don't betray me."

Mu En still clearly remembered the incident in which Kivat II backstabbed the Cuckold King. You know, this guy had a precedent of backstabbing his master, so Mu En was always on guard against it and was even reluctant to use it.

And Kivat II assured in a deep voice.

"Which King is the next is just an accident. I will always be loyal to you."

"Haha, I hope so."

After saying that, Mu En turned into a gust of black wind and disappeared into the alley.

Only ten minutes had passed since the escape began, and Mu En returned to the outside of the church again, but this time he had three more pendants around his waist.

"Thanks for the hard work, Clown Bat."

Kivat II loosened his belt, and the armor on Muen's body fell off.

"this is necessary."

After saying that, he stopped obediently on Mu En's shoulder.

Muen found Kurim who had fallen into the ruins.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Belt, for leaving you lying here alone."

Kulim was relieved to see that Muen was safe and sound.

"That's great, Mu En, I just hope you're okay."

As he spoke, he saw Kivat II on Mu En's shoulder.

"Mu En, are you using its power again?"

Mu En nodded.

Kurim sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, Mu En. I just hope that if possible, you will not use its power anymore. Every time you put on that suit of armor, I feel like you have become a different person."

"A different person?"

"That's right. Becoming cold and domineering, like a terrible dictator, Mu En, that's not who you should be."

Mu En was silent for a moment and finally nodded.

"Don't worry, Mr. Belt. I promise you that I won't use it again unless it's absolutely necessary. But now, Mr. Belt, I'm afraid we are in trouble."

Chapter 155: Connors awakens, Gwen and Peter's heartbeat moment

In Connors' private research institute, Connors, who had been in a coma for who knows how long, woke up from hibernation, and suddenly he felt a familiar feeling.

He looked down and suddenly found that his empty right arm had recovered!

With excitement, he slowly placed his arm, which was covered with gray-brown dead skin-like substance, under the desk lamp and examined it carefully.

This was an unprecedented miracle, limb regeneration. With his heart trembling with excitement, Connors tried to remove the dead skin on his arm bit by bit.

Layer, layer, and layer after layer, the outline of the arm gradually appeared in front of Connors' eyes. He became more and more excited, and his techniques became more and more brutal.

Soon Dr. Connors could no longer suppress his excitement and tore off the dead skin on his arm. A complete white arm appeared in front of him. What a beautiful arm! This was the image he had been dreaming about day and night.

"I succeeded, hahahaha! I finally succeeded, hahahaha!"

Looking at his regenerated arm, Dr. Connors laughed wildly.

"Norman Osborn! Did you see that? I did it, I finally did it! I was right! I was right!"

Dr. Connors let out an almost insane laugh. Nothing made him more excited than seeing his arm, which had been missing for many years, regenerate.

In his excitement, he looked at the TV. What was being broadcasted on the TV was a recent interview with a reporter about Norman Osborn. There were rumors that Norman Osborn was seriously ill and dying, but now this legendary business tycoon has appeared again, and he is more energetic than before. For this reason, a reporter came to interview Norman Osborn.

Watching Norman Osborn being interviewed by the host on TV, Connors suddenly remembered the scene when he and Norman were arguing in the laboratory of Osborn Group.

The scene on the TV changed again and came to the laboratory where he originally worked. Another researcher replaced Connors. He also knew that person. His name was Rada.

This person had worked with Connors before. In Connors's eyes, he was just a fool who could only flatter and curry favor. He knew nothing about scientific research, but now he was in the same position as before.

"Norman Osborn! Aa ...

With a roar, Connors actually lifted the table and smashed it towards the TV.

This time, Connors also discovered the difference in himself. He seemed to have become stronger than before!

But he became angrier the more he thought about it. He remembered Osborn's begging face when he wanted to persuade him to study the serum with him, and his expression when he announced the suspension of the experiment. If the experiment had not been stopped, he should be standing on the Nobel Prize podium now. Suddenly, a nameless anger surged up in him.

"Osborn, I want to take back everything that belongs to me, the glory that should have been mine."

With that, he stormed out of his laboratory, found a taxi parked on the roadside, got in, sat in the back seat and said to the driver.

"I'm going to the Osborne Group, hurry up I'm in a hurry."

"Okay, do you want to take the tunnel and start crossing the bridge?"

At this time, Connors' arm had mutated, a layer of green scales grew on the white arm, and the fingers slowly turned into sharp claws. A series of strange emotions and feelings were impacting his brain, and the tearing feeling of the rapid growth of his body was also tormenting him.

"Cross the bridge! Walk over the bridge. I'm in a hurry."

"Okay, let's go over the bridge."

Through the rearview mirror, the driver saw Connors with a painful expression and asked immediately.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Then Connors was seen holding his right arm in pain.

"Did you sprain your right hand, sir?"

Connors slowly raised his head, a hint of green already showing on his face, and said grimly.

"Drive your car!"

The driver started the engine reluctantly.

"All right!"

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Because of some things that happened before, the relationship between Gwen and Peter quickly heated up. At this moment, Peter, who was invited by Gwen, was having dinner at her home.

At the dinner table, Gwen's father, Chief George, talked about recent cases.

However, Commissioner George stubbornly believed that the guy who called himself Spider-Man was a masked desperado, and little Peter couldn't stand it, so he started an argument with Commissioner George.

Just when the two were about to start arguing, Gwen quickly grabbed Peter and called him to the balcony.

On the balcony, Gwen took a deep breath of the night air.

"Phew, that was really dangerous just now. You almost ruined the first impression you made in your father's eyes."

Peter walked to the balcony, looked at the night view of the city, and sighed.

"I'm sorry, I just thought he was going to arrest me."

Gwen smiled cutely.

"No, I won't let him arrest you."

The two were silent for a moment, and Peter suddenly raised his head and said to Gwen.

"I have something I want to tell you."

"Ahhh, wow, okay, go ahead."

Gwen's face turned red immediately. She thought that this silly guy Peter had finally come to his senses and wanted to confess his feelings to her.

However, Peter hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I was bitten."

Gwen's face suddenly turned awkward.

"Haha, really? I've been bitten before too."

Peter looked at Gwen and they smiled at each other. It was obvious that Gwen had misunderstood what Peter meant.

He spoke seriously again.

"Okay, okay, okay, I really want to tell you something. This thing is about the messenger of justice and the car thief."

When Gwen heard that this was the topic of debate at the dinner table again, she took a step back.

"Oh, that's it. Okay."

Peter shook his head as he watched the increasingly awkward situation.

"No, no, no, I won't talk about that. How about I talk about myself?"

Gwen looked at Peter.

"About your what?"

When Peter looked into Gwen's eyes, he suddenly became incoherent again.

"I can't say it, it's too hard to express."

"Just say it."

Gwen looked at Peter with a look of dismay.

Peter suddenly lay down beside the fence in a somewhat dejected manner and let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong? What is it?"