The Demon Family, also known as the Heir Family, is also called "Cosmic Vampire".

If you want to know the origin of this family, you have to mention the spider totem.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, the birth of Spider-Man comes from the mutation caused by a spider bite, but this is not the case. Spider-Man's power actually belongs to the magic side, and comes from the ancient spider totem.

Animal totems are a very mysterious and powerful force in the entire Marvel universe, and spider totems are among the best. Faced with such powerful force, there will naturally be people who want to steal it.

There is a group of creatures in the universe that are very similar to vampires. They travel through various multiverses, killing all creatures related to totems to absorb their power to strengthen themselves. This is the Demon Family.

Schiller said to Nick on the other end of the phone: "I have to admit that I didn't expect that they wanted to attack Spider-Man so quickly. The little bait we put on this time actually caught a big fish."

"In comparison to this question, shouldn't you care about how we deal with them?"

"According to your words, they even have the ability to travel through the multiverse outside human cognition, and their goals are mostly vulnerable under their hands. So how do you think we ordinary humans can deal with such powerful extraordinary creatures?"

"The fact is that we don't have to deal with it."

"What do you mean?" Nick asked him.

"I think you should be able to think that since there is a Demon family, there will definitely be other extraordinary creatures similar to them, and there will probably be a lot of them."

"Think about why humans can live safely to this day? If they can really do whatever they want here, let alone an earth, a few more solar systems will be destroyed by them."

"I certainly know that there have always been mysterious forces protecting the earth, and in fact, I have been paying attention to it since the day I took over as Director of S.H.E.D.."

"But if the guards of this bat god really come, does that mean that they have found a way to break through the earth's defense?"

"They are still far from it. If they really find this method, why not appear directly on the earth and then shout to all the people on earth, telling us that they are about to rule here..."

"But he is sneaky, like a thief who is guilty, and he still needs to wear a cloak of a bat god to let the vampires on earth summon them over?"

Finally, Schiller concluded: "They are not gangsters who come to rob banks, but just a group of stupid thieves who come into ordinary houses and dare to secretly pick the locks and dare not make any noise."

"And just so happens that the owner of this house has a bad temper and is very revengeful."

After it got dark, Stark floated over a block in front of the Brooklyn Bridge, with a strangely shaped vehicle below him.

Stark pressed the button on his arm, and the car's armor spread out, and a group of very strange-looking robots walked down from it.

They have four thick mechanical legs, a circle of mechanical arms in the upper half, gear grippers and hooks, and the body looks like a hexagonal nut.

Steve, who was standing next to him, said: "This is your work these days? Are you sure this thing can fight?"

"No, this is not for war." Stark snorted disdainfully and said, "You are a big-headed soldier who only wants to fight. This is a multi-functional battlefield robot."

"So, what can it do?"

“Can do everything you can imagine.”

"After experiencing this night of battle, I discovered a very big problem - human weakness may not be that we cannot fight, nor that we are not shooting accurately or avoiding it in time, but that we have wasted too much personnel in logistics maintenance."

"It takes two people to carry a fallen wounded soldier, and they have to be strong. They pass through the central area of ​​the fire exchange to snatch the wounded. If one of them is injured, they have to need someone else to take over."

"Of course, if it is an ordinary war, this behavior may have more room for rest, because the opponent is on the same level as us and will not deliberately target the retreating wounded soldiers."

"But those bats are different. They can fly. Once they see someone falling to the ground or someone wants to come forward to rescue the wounded, they will attack these people like crazy."

"Once we give up the wounded, our morale will drop significantly, and the reduction will become more and more serious."

"I thought a lot this afternoon..." Stark said with his arms in his arms, "It is also the first time I have participated in this kind of war. Therefore, I have many flaws and inappropriate aspects of the design of the mecha, and I have tried my best to adjust these problems quickly."

Steve heard a strong sense of confidence in his tone, which was completely different from his usual stubborn attitude. At this time, Stark, or Iron Man, was indeed full of personal charm.

He was so talented in the field he was good at, and he did not shy away from talking about his mistakes and weaknesses. This rigorous thinking and his somewhat casual attitude formed a strong conflict, giving him a unique temperament.

Stark continued: "Schiller gave me a lot of inspiration. We do need a set of calculation logic for battlefield adaptation, preferably intelligent enough to calculate it in advance before we discover these weaknesses, so as to make the enemy's plane first."

"However, it's too late this time. There's only one day and I can't even pass the test, so I got a compromise and built these robots in my hand-designed way."

Stark fell down and patted one of the robots' arms and said, "I won't talk about the functions of transporting goods and creating fortifications. More importantly, he is loaded with incendiary bombs and flamethrowers. I designed a signal sending button for everyone's night vision device. Just press it, and this button indicates that there are wounded vampires that can be burned here, and they will quickly arrive at the battlefield and burn them to ashes with flamethrowers."

"Their flamethrow system is intelligently controlled, which ensures that the fire does not spread, which is much easier to use than manual operation."

What’s more important is how it moves.”

As he said that, the mecha next to Stark's side, the robotic arm swirled and contracted and retracted into their hexagonal bodies, turned into a nut-like shape, and then floated into the air.

Stark looked up at it and said, "At present, I don't see that group of vampires have the ability to interfere with magnetism, so this kind of machine can move very quickly with the help of a magnetic suspension system."

"Once it moves above the wounded, the robotic arm at the bottom will pick up the wounded, then wrap it in your own mecha, and then fly back with them."

"There are some first aid measures in the mecha, and some cured serums. You know, it is the batch developed by Connors, but the number is not too large and should not be enough, but at least it can ensure that the seriously injured people can survive until they enter the hospital."

"It's already very good." Steve walked over and looked at the hexagonal nut floating in the air. He said: "War always kills people, it's just a few, but it's always good to live one more person."

"Do you want to recall your glorious years on the battlefield with me?"

Steve shrugged and said, "It's still not possible. For the sake of your good work this time, I won't talk about those."

"Sure enough, you did it on purpose before!" Stark said angrily, staring at his eyes.

Steve spread his hands and said, "I used to use this trick to deal with your dad, but you have improved a little more than him, at least you can tolerate it for more than 5 minutes."

When Peter arrived, he saw Stark grab Steve's collar. Peter rushed over and separated them. Stark shook his arms and looked at Peter and said, "What's wrong with your suit? Why did it become so dark?"

Peter shook his head, and Stark saw that he was absent-minded, and he asked, "Hey, boy, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"

"I don't know." Peter said in pain. My heart beat very fast and the spider sensation kept ringing, but I couldn't find the source of danger. I feel very bad now."

Stark saw that he wasn't a joke, so he could only walk up and pat Peter on the shoulder and said, "I think you need a rest."

"You are not yet an adult and have been fighting for more than 20 hours in a row, so this won't work." Steve also said.

Peter seemed a little annoyed, and said, "Don't worry about me, I know what I should do, I'm here to destroy all the annoying monsters!"

"Your mental state is a little wrong..." Stark was about to continue, but Steve stopped him.

Peter sat down against the tire of the vehicle, and Steve squatted down, looking into his eyes and said, "Of course, we don't want to interfere with you, but as your elders, at least I must be your elders, I'm a little worried about you, Peter..."

"If you feel that you can still hold on, then you stay, but in fact, you have done enough to even be called heroic."

Peter frowned and closed his eyes, and said, "Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me, I just feel very irritated and restless..."

"Shiler will come over later, you can talk to him, maybe the psychologist has a solution to this symptoms."

"Doctor Schiller is coming? Why? This is the battlefield! He will be in danger!"

Stark and Steve looked at each other and found that the simple Peter seemed to really think that Schiller had no special power and was an ordinary person who needed protection.

When it was about to get dark, the three defense lines had been fully arranged. With the help of Stark's special logistics robot, the front line was built very fast and very strong, and the situation was much better than expected.

A mansion in the rear became a temporary combat command center. Schiller sat on the second floor, and Peter sat opposite him. He covered his forehead and said, "I feel really bad. Doctor, I always feel that something dangerous is going to happen, but I can't find the source..."

"Is it your spider sensing that reminds you?"

"Yes, it's hard for me to explain to you what this is like. In short, my spider sensing can allow me to see the images of the source of danger, and even directly control my body's movements."

"But now, I can't see anything, and when I concentrate, I can't find anything, but it just keeps making a faint sound..."

"Because you have always used it as a passive ability, have you ever thought that you can actually actively control it?"

"Active control? Actually, I've tried it before, but no matter how much I focus, it just doesn't appear."

"That's because you didn't encounter dangerous stimulation at that time, and this short-term state could not be maintained, but now it's a good opportunity. Since spider sensing has been working, you can try to mobilize it..."

Peter closed his eyes like this, trying hard to concentrate, but the spider sensing was like a string that was constantly being plucked, constantly disturbing his thinking and distracting his attention.

Venom said: "You empty your brain, I think I can help you."

Peter tried hard to clear the thoughts in his brain, thinking nothing, and then gradually, he saw a ball of black fainting in his consciousness, and soon, a picture flashed by.

Schiller saw Peter jumping out of the chair with a "rubbing" and then he said in horror: "I see..."

"Calm down, Peter, what did you see?"

Peter said to Schiller in panic, "I saw Mr. Stark fall from a tall building... not wearing a mecha, and then fall to the ground..."
Chapter completed!