Chapter 2670: Multi-direction
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1310 characters
- 2021-04-11 05:44:52
"Oh? Other than us, are there people running around in the spider web?"
The death knell soaking in the water pushed away the trash floating in front of him, pressing the side of the helmet to talk to the adjutant, while his eyes were watching the colorful fish swimming not far away.
"Yes, the sheriff, and there is more than one person." The adjutant's voice sounded in the skull, and the appearance in the dress was directly projected on the retina: "Do we need to let the master knitting cut their silk thread? They will fall into one. In a random parallel universe."
"It's not necessary. If I remember correctly, it should be that the Ultimate Spider is forming the Ultimate Spider Army."
The death knell walked into the headquarters of the beavers while calling, and waved to the master not far away:
"Find a way to mark the spiders that are active on the web, record the reality they have been to, and I will come back to derive the earth number.
"Understood, Master, but they are moving very frequently now. Maybe they are being chased by Molun. Do you need some help? The spider web can transmit information." Since the death knell does not intend to attack those spiders, the adjutant again Changed a proposal to win them over.
Su Ming thought for a while, his red eyepieces were rippling in the water in the dark.
"Descendants, other things, brides, these three totems are quite special, and the Molun family likes them more. Let the master weaver track these three types of totems. It should be used as a bait to attract the successor family. It is best to arrange a favorable one. The final battlefield."
"Understood, the adjutant is offline." Cybertron accepted the order and hung up the communication altogether.
In today’s sewers, the beavers have built some special buildings here, like upside-down bowls. In this way, because of the air pressure, even if the sewers are submerged by water, the bowls held in these waters are still there. There is air and can get out a little dry area.
It seems that they have become beavers, and they have also acquired architectural talents.
Master Beaver greeted a few people and got into such a hemispherical building. A hill above the water was piled up with rubbish, and the sofa cushions on it were still lying on it. Obviously he was not willing to throw it away.
"Are you the reinforcement in my god's prophecy?" Beaver raised his head and looked at Takuya who looked curiously everywhere, and reached out to touch his beard: "You look young, what should I call it?"
"I'm the man who shed tears because of the affection of father and son, the four hundred aunts!"
Taku was also a little nervous. Hearing others asking for his name, he subconsciously memorized his appearance.
Not only that, but he also sprinted on the spot, making several movements of shooting spider silk from left to right.
Gwen, who walked out of the water and was shaking his coat, covered his mouth and smiled. She always felt that no matter what the Spider-Man said, he seemed to be very passionate.
"...Very energetic, haha."
Master Beaver was also stunned by his reaction, his shiny fur face twitched a few times, and he said something that might be considered encouragement.
Su Ming, who hung up the communication, interrupted the awkward chat of one person and one mouse, and walked over to talk about business: "The successor family hasn't noticed us for the time being, but when I came back, I saw a lot of clones flying around. So what's the arrangement on your side?"
The master put his hand on his back, his little paw grabbed his crutches, and rubbed a few times on the garbage dump: "Everything is ready, only when the ocean is over the mountains, that is our horn of attack."
"The vampires in the multiverse are preying on other spider totems. This is a good opportunity. Taking advantage of the absence of strong people with names and surnames, and destroying their clone bases, we are half the winner."
After strangling a high-frequency shaking, the host's body instantly became dry. Su Ming took out a cigarette and lit it himself, took a lightly, and said his plan.
"I know the importance of this matter, and I have made preparations to sacrifice everything for victory." Master Beaver nodded and stroked his white beard: "Including me, as long as I can retake this world for the gods, it's worth it. ."
"Very well, when the time comes, I will let the fleet cooperate with you. Let's wait now. The watering speed is a bit faster than I thought, and it will take a few more hours."
Su Ming squatted down and stretched out his hand and looked at the master with a smile, and Beaver also raised his paw, holding his hands together as if breaking his wrists.
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As reported by the adjutant, the spiders walked through the invisible web, while the heirs were on another unknown transportation network.
Sometimes it's like two planes that don't intersect, and sometimes, some dark things will gradually drip.
Earth 90214, New York, USA during the Great Depression, everything here seems to be a documentary in black, white and gray, cold and dark.
Sin City is worthy of its name. Economic difficulties did not unite people, but accelerated the cruelty of capitalists to extract the residual value of the working people.
After his uncle Ben Parker was assassinated for organizing a strike by workers, Peter was selected by the spider.
From the attic, he pulled out the pilot uniform left by his uncle when he participated in World War I, put on a black windbreaker, and a soft wide-brimmed hat to transform into Spider-Man, in order to protect the city and protect the city. The people at the bottom.
And today, the same is true.
After visiting the magic show and destroying the mysterious guest’s crime magic in the water tank by the way, UU read www. uukanshu.com's wet shadow spider knelt on one knee and panted on the stage. He almost suffocated to death just now.
Fortunately, he can spray spider silk on his wrist. He layered these silk nets together to make a waterproof mask to keep the air, so that he could survive that period of time. When the mysterious guest thought he had been drowned, he came to inspect the corpse. Defeated the opponent at the time.
But looking at the mysterious guests falling on the stage, and the people in the theater below who thought it was a show and applauded, the Shadow Spider did not relax its vigilance.
Because the spider sensor is still calling the police.
The theater was sultry and uncomfortable. The smell of cigarettes and perfume filled the windowless theater, but Peter knew very well that the spider sensor would not call the police because the air was not fresh enough. Now he is facing a fatal threat.
Probably from a few weeks ago, Peter had this feeling. When he was holding a camera to secretly take pictures of capitalists pouring milk into the river, or preventing thugs from expelling salaried workers, the spiders kept screaming.
It was a kind of buzzing, like a little movement before the kettle on the stove was about to boil.
But now it was completely different from before. The movement the spider felt was like a kettle exploding, and Peter felt that his head was about to explode.
Where does the danger come from?
The answer is that behind him, on the stage where everyone is in full view, an aperture of red light opened instantly, and a man dressed in medieval noble costumes walked out of it. When he saw the audience in the audience, he froze for a while, and then smiled. Waved to them and reaped a cheer.
Then, the pale-faced middle-aged man looked at Spider-Man, his mouth full of fangs:
"Ah, a Spider-Man with a revolver, funny, he will probably remember you for a while, food!"