There are many Spider-Man in the world.

Among them are Spider Punisher and Shadow Spider-Man.

The reason why these two people are mentioned specifically is that they both like to wear black battle suits.

And both of them like to use guns, and more importantly, they don't care about reaping the lives of sinners when necessary.

But the situation of these two people is different from that of Peter Parker at this time.

They are acting with their will, rather than being entangled by an alien mucus life body.

"Peter Parker, have your courier."

This sentence can often erase some sad atmosphere.

It’s just that the guy outside the door just said it was just right, he was not a courier.

He just used this identity to find an opportunity to talk.

Although the guy outside the door's job is not much different from that of a courier.

Fortunately, Peter Parker didn't care about this at all.

At this time, he was immersed in the excitement of having obtained "power".

"Hello."

Peter Parker opened his door nervously, and then greeted the guy opposite him with a smile.

His face was full of the kind of smugness of a young man, although he probably didn't know what he was satisfied with at this time.

“I thought you would be a little more depressed at this time.

So can you tell me what's going on with such complicated things in you?"

The person outside the door was wearing a not-expensive but fitting suit, and the bolder guide stick in his hand showed the guy's life experience.

The reason why he said that his previous job was similar to delivering express delivery was that this guy often had to go there in person when he sent a lawyer's letter.

When I really can't get rid of the blame, I occasionally play a guest role as a courier.

"Matthew, do I look like I need your comfort?

Although I still feel a little surprised by your arrival.

But I'm in good condition now."

Peter Parker's voice seemed particularly excited.

It's a bit like using drugs that athletes absolutely cannot use.

"But in my perception, your current state is not very good."

Attorney Matthew Murdoch directly squeezed away Peter Parker and walked into this somewhat cramped room.

This is not polite, but it is indeed effective.

At least Peter Parker had no chance to refuse him from coming in.

"I know your power has grown a lot, but I really didn't expect it to be so big."

There was a little sarcasm in Peter Parker's voice.

Twenty-five tons are the power that Spider-Man's body can burst out.

If this kind of power is greeted by a person without reservation, it will definitely turn the other party into a piece of minced meat that is difficult to piece together.

But this is Spider-Man who was actually pushed away by Matthew.

“I was observing the plain of despair before, but I just didn’t show up.

Although those guys basically know that I'm there.

But now I'm only worried about your situation.

When the deliveryman who delivered food before me entered your room, your condition was still normal.

But now, your situation has changed a little.

I can't tell if this is a good thing.

But my intuition tells me that something bad might happen if I don’t care.”

Matthew's hand holding the blind guide stick tightened slightly.

He is ready to face the attack.

After becoming a savage, he still couldn't see anything.

But he no longer simply relies on hearing to observe others.

He mastered the same abilities as the vision of the soul.

Everyone appears in a chaotic color before him.

But some people are lighter in color, while others are as dark as ink.

At this time, Peter Parker, in Matthew's eyes, was originally considered to be shining with a layer of black things like mud.

Then and Peter Parker are two living individuals, but in Matthew's eyes, the two began to merge little by little.

If Matthew hadn't planned to comfort the lost Spider-Man at the beginning, he would have missed this change.

"You really can't notice the things you have too much on you?

Or do you think you are weak and need the help of some things of unknown origin?

Peter Parker, do you know what you are doing?”

Matthew was a little anxious.

The life breath of the two guys is getting closer and closer.

Even that foreign thing has learned a lot from Peter Parker!

Perhaps Spider-Man's power is no longer exclusive to Peter Parker from this moment on?

“I just felt my weakness and powerlessness!

Don't say you don't know what's going on over there!

Even now, there is still a war preparation there!

Yes! War! Not fighting!

Tony Stark has already set up a technology front that is beyond my understanding!

I don't know what impact they are going to face!

But I know that you have the power to join the battlefield over there, instead of holding your weak body like me and complaining about yourself!”

Spider-Man became more and more excited.

He himself is a very optimistic and talkative guy.

And most importantly, Spider-Man is almost never irritated when no one makes a mistake.

But at this time he gradually couldn't control his emotions.

Because of his previous frustration and changes in his body, he is changing little by little.

It’s just that Matthew’s arrival has accelerated the change.

"I want to eat you!"

A sound that didn't sound like a human being.

It was from Peter Parker.

That guy is called Venom.

A symbiosis that is definitely not a pure and flawless one.

The existence of such a symbiosis, at the beginning, determines the good or evil of the symbiosis itself by looking at whether their symbiosis object is good or evil.

But this kind of thing turned into a story a long time ago.

The new story has completely changed into a dark style...

A god named Naal killed one of the gods group and used the other party's head to be cut off as a forging room to make some strange things.

A strange sword.

No one knows where this god named Nar learned to forge.

But he forged a very powerful sword.

This sword itself has nothing to do with good or evil.

What I had to say was that at the beginning this sword was considered kind.

But then it became evil again.

But while being constantly forged, this sword, as the ancestor of all symbiosis, left the PTSD in its eyes...
To be continued...