Everyone behind the defense line saw that the figure, which seemed a little small under the overwhelming tide of bats, directly stuck to the two buildings next to it.

There was no one in the two buildings, and the building was already shaking in the battle the night before. This time, the two spider silks shot out by Spider-Man were black, and there was a large net at the top, which directly stuck to most of the entire floor area.

Immediately afterwards, Spider-Man exerted force and contracted inward, and the two buildings made a squeezing sound, and began to gradually tilt.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, two huge buildings collapsed and violent smoke rose. The first batch of bats rushing towards the defense line did not expect this situation and were buried under the high-rise building on the spot.

Everyone present was shocked.

Those are two buildings that are dozens of meters high!

Previously, Peter played a role of supporting role with a strong agility. He would arrive at the first time when there was an emergency, either repairing fortifications or escorting the wounded, which would play a more auxiliary role.

This was the first time everyone realized how powerful Spider-Man was. Stark's mecha's mask was opened and he stared straight at Peter, finding that he showed no sign of fatigue at all.

When the building collapsed, Peter quickly dodged, then pulled up a truck next to him and smashed it towards the fish that had escaped. The giant truck with a tire that was one-person tall, and it was no different from a small stone in his hand.

Stark swallowed, and Steve said, "Can your mecha do it with all your strength?"

Stark hesitated for a moment and said, "It's OK, but it's impossible to use this way of exerting force. You must find a support point, which is unscientific..."

"His upper limit should be more than that." Steve held his arms and watched Spider-Man kill in the middle of the battlefield.

Also as a physical mutation, Steve knew this very well. He said: "Peter's power is still a long way from full development, and his upper limit must be terrifying."

Stark frowned and said anxiously: "I feel a little stress now. If it is really as you said, then his spider sensing may really achieve the predictive effect."

"I'm talking about the future," Steve looked at Stark and said, "At least until now, Peter is still in the adaptation period. The power this mutation has brought to him is far from reaching its peak, even if it is spider sensing."

"To be honest, I think it's a bit strange. Peter told me before that his spider sensing rarely forms a specific picture, especially for such a long time, popping out of the mecha, falling, and then falling to the ground. This is too specific."

"Does spider sensing have any other storyboard shots? First, take pictures of which environment you are in, then take pictures of your pop-up mecha and fall action, and finally take pictures of the result of the landing. Even the prediction is not so clear, right?"

"I think it's a bit wrong when you say this." Stark said without any doubt: "Peter has never mentioned before that he has the ability to predict the future, especially so clearly and accurately."

"Maybe he can do it in the future," Steve concluded, "but it seems that the spider sensing ability that matches his current power should not have such a clear prediction."

"Anyway, I still have to be prepared. After all, if this is true, things will become very tricky."

Spider-Man blocked the first wave of fiercest attacks, which gave the defense line behind him a chance to breathe.

When the second wave of bats attacked again, the bats also learned to be smart. They no longer rushed down from mid-air, but instead turned into human form, cooperating with ground attacks to weaken human firepower against air.

After a daytime preparation, human firepower was greatly improved. Due to some operations of Pierce and Nick, all the troops involved in the defense were supplemented with sufficient heavy firepower. In this case, the advantages of human weapons were reflected.

Most human heavy weapons will cause high temperatures and explosions, which are exactly what vampires fear the most. In addition to the target that needs to be accurately attacked, the splash damage is also very high.

In some more important defense locations, oil barrels can be set up that can be detonated by snipers. If necessary, explosions and flames of the oil barrels can be used to interrupt the rhythm of the bats' attack.

At the beginning, the overall defense rhythm was very good, with various weapons alternately covering, and the defense line advanced layer by layer. After a while, the counterattack even reached the entrance of the Brooklyn Bridge.

But soon, many problems began to emerge. For example, humans underestimated the momentum of these bats being fearless, or in other words, these bats were simply controlled by something and turned into crazy cannon fodder.

Hawkeye had just fired an oil barrel, and the explosion seriously injured a bat and stained the other with flames. However, the fired bat not only did not retreat, but instead rushed into the nearest machine gun base with a full body of flames.

Even though the machine gunner was ready, one person was still ignited by the flames. If the companions had not extinguished it in time, they might have died.

However, the burn also prevented him from continuing to fight, and he was soon taken away by a hexagonal nut robot.

These crazy bats are desperate at all. They would rather hurt the enemy at 800 and hurt themselves by one thousand than continue to attack.

Hawk Eye lowered his bow, he cursed inwardly, and then said to Natasha on the other end of the intercom, "What the hell is going on? These bats are even more crazy than last night!"

"They're likely to have controlled them with some kind of power." Natasha's tone was calm as usual. "But Nick told me that there might be a turnaround soon."

As the battle situation became more and more intense, human advantages gradually faded, and the two sides began to have a stalemate like meat grinders.

Stark was repelling a crazy bat's attack with one cannon. Then, the steel mecha rose into the air and knocked back the bat that was about to hit the position. At this time, Jarvis's voice came from his cheek: "The Stark Building Laboratory sent a communication, and the correspondent was Dr. Connors.

"Connect communication." Stark said floating in the air.

Dr. Connors' voice came from his headphones. His speech was fast and his tone was calm. Connors said: "Listen, first of all, regardless of principle, I made a potion that, if released properly, could cause all the bats on the battlefield to lose their combat effectiveness at one time."

"Tell me directly, what should I do." Stark said simply.

"I told Nick before that I have a better way to solve the problem at the root of the problem, and now I'm successful, just one last step away."

"In general, using the lizard serum I extracted, which is the kind of serum that can turn me into a lizard monster, I made them into an infectious mutant serum to infect those bats."

"Once bats are infected, they will begin to become lizardized. Unlike humans, bats cannot become lizardmen, but will only become lizardized, such as thick scales growing all over their body, tails and legs growing, and losing their ability to fly."

"I changed the ingredients to make this variation more uncontrollable, so they could have a tail on their chest or be crushed to death directly by thick scales."

"This mutation is completely uncontrollable, so as long as it is infected, alienated bats will almost completely lose their combat capabilities."

"But that won't infect humans?" Stark asked.

"Of course not, otherwise why did I get so many bats to study? This is a targeted serum of infection that is completely ineffective for humans. I have tested it."

"Well, then what else do you need?"

"In order to eliminate the combat power of all bats at once, I need a spray generating device with enough power. It is best to spray this mutant serum in an instant, cover the entire battlefield, and infect all bats. The speed should be fast, so as to avoid any magical means they use to counterattack."

Stark thought for a while, and he looked at the increasingly fierce fighting situation on the ground and said, "Then do it like that. I remember I have an ultraviolet ray generator. Can you see if that can be used?"

"I looked at the design drawings of all your generators. According to estimates, its power is insufficient, light and gas are different. Gas requires huge driving force to quickly cover the entire battlefield."

"Then hurry up and transform, I have opened all the labs to you."

"Ethan and I have already made a version, but we are still missing the final debugging and will enter within half an hour. The questions you need to consider now are where to set it up and how to detonate it."

Connors said quickly: "Theoretically, its jet range will be a spherical shape with a diameter of about 300 meters. In order to maximize the utilization of this range, the installation location of the generator must not be on the ground. Find a high-rise building within the nearest range of the firefighting area. Once you choose the location, we will transport the generator immediately."

"In fact, there is only one tall building in the entire range," Stark said.

He looked up and saw the Brooklyn Heights Building on the east side of the Brooklyn Bridge.

Stark felt something, and Connors heard the silence of the communication, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

After a while, Stark's voice came: "No... nothing, there is only one building that meets the conditions you said. Once the device is debugged, transport it to the roof of Brooklyn Heights Building immediately. Jarvis has sent the exact position and I'm waiting for you."

Connors heard an inexplicable emotion from the end of his voice, but he didn't have time to continue chatting and quickly hung up the phone.

On the other side, Peter flew to Stark with spider silk, and then said, "The situation on the front line is very bad. Where is the opportunity for the change that Natasha said? Do you know? Mr. Stark?"

"Don't worry about that." Stark's voice came from the mecha, with a trace of electric current distortion. Stark continued: "Tell Steve to lead a team to clean up all the vampires near the Highland Building. I'm going to go there."

"Highland Building?" Peter looked back and found that it was the tallest building nearby. He said, "No! Wait! You can't go!! You forgot you forgot my..."

"I haven't forgotten, Peter, I remember it very clearly, but I have to go." Iron Man in a mecha flew directly toward the other side, and Peter chased him behind and shouted, "No!!! You know you will die if you do that! Oh my God..."

Peter took out his intercom and said to Steve: "Stop Stark! He's crazy! He's going to go up to the Highlands!"

"Peter, protect Stark." Steve's voice came from the other end of the intercom, and he was obviously received from Connors, saying: "Some things you have to do even if you know there won't be any good results."

Peter was about to go crazy. He had seen the scene with his own eyes and could not accept such a thing no matter what. He said to Stark: "You don't have to go up, I'll just go up alone. I can't handle anything? I..."

"It takes time to start the device, and it takes time to take effect." Stark's voice was very calm. He said: "A person cannot defend against the bat's attack at the same time, and then start the device, and evacuation also requires someone to respond. One person will definitely not complete it."

"Then we can think of other ways, we have to..."

"Peter, I've said it a long time ago..." Stark stopped, his armor rose up, and Peter saw Stark's face. He didn't see any panic or fear on it. He looked calmer than usual.

"If I am afraid of death, I should hide in the layers of protection of Stark Building instead of fighting here."

"I know better than anyone else that if I were bound to die, no advanced mecha would protect me. I did not get any sense of security from this mecha. I face death every moment."

In the dark night sky, Peter hung on the wall of a building, watching Stark floating opposite him.

The hair under Stark's face was blown by the wind, and his eyes seemed to absorb all the light around him, reminding Peter of the sunrise he saw with Stark at first.

"Even without the prophecy you made, I was worried every minute and every second on the battlefield."

"Advanced mechas, more advanced mechas, I will continue to develop various mechas, because of my fear of death."

"What I didn't tell you is that in the Afghan cave that night, besides the pain, there was endless fear, and no one would be afraid of death."

Peter began to mix with pain when he heard Stark's voice, as if he was recalling things that he didn't want to recall.

"At that time, I knew I was dying, and no one could tell me whether I could survive..."

"Just like today, I knew I was about to die..."

Stark closed his eyes, his voice began to tremble a little, gradually being blown away in the cold wind of Brooklyn at night,

"I may be crazy. I know there is a dead end ahead, but there are still voices urging me to do this. I have to do this..."
Chapter completed!