MTL - Marvel: Become Athena-Chapter 91

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Hearing the woman spit out two words, the figure suddenly disappeared in place. Caught off guard, Peter's eyes blurred, and he found that his vision was blocked by a white jade hand. The palm was getting closer and closer, as if it contained enough power. A terrifying force capable of killing him.

The spider sensed madness and issued an early warning.

Instinctively, he bent his body slightly, jumped backward suddenly, turned over and jumped towards the third floor, rolled a few times in the air, and finally landed safely on the ground.

Peter suddenly raised his head to look at the factory roof, but he didn't find the figure of the woman. On the contrary, he heard the figure of the woman again in his ears: "If there are only so many, then you may be beaten."

Boom~~

A turbulent breath erupted from behind, which made Peter immediately realize that this woman was so powerful that it was unimaginable and extremely dangerous.

Peter's legs immediately bent and exploded with a terrible impact, causing him to rush forward for a certain distance until he rushed into the factory. When he turned around, the woman was just standing on the flat ground outside the factory, just watching look at yourself.

But Peter didn't relax, because he felt that the opponent's power was locking him, and once he showed any flaws, he would meet the opponent's terrible attack.

"We don't know each other yet, you should have no reason to do anything to me."

Peter shook his head and said loudly, if he could, he definitely didn't want to be the opponent's enemy. This woman was too dangerous, and he always felt that he would really die.

The teenager has never experienced the feeling of death, but now, he feels this feeling anytime and anywhere, it is terrible and very sad.

The corner of the woman's mouth curled into a cold arc, and she said softly.

"Cowards don't make superheroes, Peter."

"You have power beyond ordinary people. You want to control your super power, but you can't control it in a subtle way. You don't know how to fight, you don't know how to exert strength. You are afraid to shoot with all your strength, and you are afraid to kill others."

"Instinctively afraid of one's own strength."

Peter took a deep breath. He bent down and put down the orange cat in his arms. He watched the orange cat walk away from the screen gracefully, then stood up straight and looked forward: "Why did you do this?"

"Come on~~ I will use the same power as you have now."

The woman didn't answer, but waited until Peter was ready, the ground under her feet suddenly cracked, and the impact of the explosion made her whole body rush towards Peter like an arrow.

Like a battleship-like explosive momentum, she rushed in front of Peter in the blink of an eye, but the speed was far less ghostly than before. Peter, who was engrossed in it, had already reacted. Facing the fierce punch, he took the lead without the slightest hesitation. One leaned over and dodged.

Then he also waved his fist and hit the woman's shoulder.

The woman immediately grabbed Peter's wrist, leaned forward lightly, and slammed into it fiercely with her shoulder. Peter's eyelids jumped, and the spider sense let him know that if the impact hit his chest, his sternum would definitely To break.

So immediately put the other hand on the chest.

But what I didn't expect was that this was just a bluff. The woman suddenly exerted force with her left hand, causing Peter to stagger. Without a support point, her right hand immediately pierced through the defense line of Peter's right hand, grabbed Peter's collar and slammed it with both hands. Smash it down.

Boom~~

The ground suddenly cracked, and with the dull sound, Peter only felt severe pain from all over his body.

However, before Peter could react, the woman gave her a fierce punch.

Peter's head tilted suddenly, his fist hit the ground heavily, and the ground was suddenly shaken by the force of hundreds of thousands of tons. Not only that, a ferocious force reflected from the ground and directly bounced Peter's body away.

Powerless in the air, Peter could only watch as the woman's knee hit his stomach.

Peter immediately shot backwards into the factory like a cannonball, hitting many things along the way, and finally hit the wall, his body was embedded in it, and the wall was cracked.

vomit~~

Peter felt his stomach churn, making him retch, but nothing came out.

A woman's voice came from the ear again: "In battle, no matter what kind of injury you are injured, you are absolutely not allowed to look at your eyes, and your attention is lost on the enemy's figure."'

"You have to get over that."

"Otherwise, you will be greeted with the cruelest misfortune."

Stunned, Peter suddenly stretched out his hand to the front left, and a long spider web thread immediately shot out from his wrist. The spider web thread stuck to the steel frame on the second floor of the factory tens of meters away, and he pulled out his body with sudden force. , swinging forward.

Boom~~

The second after he pulled out his body, the wall that was originally inlaid immediately roared and collapsed.

Before Peter, who escaped by chance, was lucky, a terrifying force came from behind. It turned out that the woman had already leaped above him at some point. Amidst Peter's strange scream, she raised her leg and hit him on the back. Come.

Peter could only turn his body around as best he could, resisting the blow with his shoulders.

Boom~~

The whip leg kicked on the shoulder, and Peter felt that his entire arm was about to lose his senses. His body fell to the ground and landed on a rusty metal workbench, smashing the corner of the table. of the break.

"Oh, Shet~~"

With several pieces of metal covering his body, Peter wailed in pain.

In less than a minute, Peter felt that his body was about to fall apart.

This kind of almost crushing battle made Peter unbelievable.

Peter raised his eyes to the woman standing not far away who was not attacking. He seemed to see disappointment in her eyes.

Peter gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

"So, what is the purpose of doing this? To torture me?"

"NO, let you recognize your weakness."

The corner of the woman's mouth curled up.

At this time, a soft meow came from the ears of the two of them.

Meow~~

The woman turned her head, squatted down slightly, brought Xiao ran to her legs, picked up the orange cat rubbing her calf with her body, and walked towards the outside of the factory.

Passing by Peter, Peter just watched the woman leave.

When the woman walked outside the factory, the sun shone on her body, making her temperament more prominent, and Peter was a little stunned.

He didn't know why he was being beaten.

At this time, the woman's footsteps paused slightly, she tilted her head slightly and said, "Aren't you going to follow?"

Peter stared blankly at that beautiful side face, not knowing why,

He felt a sense of intimacy, even if the other party just beat him up hard.

. . . . .

Outside the factory, under the rising sun, on a pile of thick concrete pipes, a woman sat on it with her legs dangling in the air, stroking the orange cat lazily basking in the sun on her lap, and Peter sat beside him with a full face Asked suspiciously: "So, can I know why you want to, uh, beat me up?"

"Kyle."

"uh-huh?"

"My name is Kyle." Kyle turned his head and glanced at the uncomfortable Peter, then smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, and saw a golden ripple passing by, and a bottle of orange juice appeared in his hand, and he threw it to him. Peter.

The latter was taken aback by Kyle's hand, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch the juice, wow: "Magic?"

"Did you gain anything just now?" Kyle asked softly, ignoring the exaggerated Peter.

"No, maybe the only gain is that I feel that all the bones in my body have been beaten, and my left shoulder seems to be broken."

Peter said with resentment.

"With your physique, you can recover in an hour." Kyle didn't feel guilty about beating Peter suddenly, and continued after a pause: "So, why do you want to be a superhero?"

"I admire Saints very much. A few years ago, Saints appeared for the first time, and let me know that there are more terrifying things in this world. Those monsters are full of malice to humans and the world." Peter opened the lid and took a sip Orange juice, after a moment of hesitation, he confided his heart.

Slightly raised his head to look at the blue sky and the hot sun in the sky, as if he could see himself a few years ago.

"At that time, the appearance of Saints broke my cognition. Each of them was like the hot sun. They used their own power to fight those terrible monsters, protect people, and guard peace. I admired them very much. I used to I hope that I can be chosen by the great goddess Athena and become one of them."

".ˇBut I waited for a few years later, and I was still the same me. I once imagined that if I had superpowers, I could protect people like a saint."

"I just didn't expect that by accident, I became Spider-Man. I was very excited. It was the first time I made my own battle suit and fought criminals for the first time. Those made me feel very fulfilled. However, I found that I was wrong. I can't completely control the whole scene, an accident, when I was fighting criminals, affected several innocent people."

"I'm shaken."

Peter said bitterly, and he took a few sips of orange juice, as if drinking.

Kyle's eyes moved, has this ill-fated superhero also ushered in a time of confusion?

She said softly: "Then have you ever thought that saint fighters are not omnipotent? When they face a more powerful enemy, they can't avoid any innocent casualties, and sometimes they can't fully guarantee this. "

"Maybe."

"As I said before, Peter, the fundamental reason is that you are still afraid of your power. It is too unfamiliar and you cannot fully control it. You have dozens or even hundreds of tons of power. With the speed comparable to a sports car, flexible coordination, super spider sense, superimposed, you are essentially an almost invincible warrior."

"Wow, you seem to know me very well." Peter said in surprise.

He finds it hard to believe that Kyle knows himself better than he does.

Kyle said with a smile: "There is nothing in this world that can escape my eyes. You can think that my eyes are omniscient eyes, and can even see through people's hearts. For example, the night you two days ago, um..." ( Zhao Wang's)

"Pfft, NO, NO, NO, NO." When Peter heard Kyle say it two nights ago, the orange juice in his mouth immediately sprayed out, and he frantically waved his hands to make Kyle stop talking.

"It was just, just teenage boy's, um, throbbing."

"Is that the girl named Mary Jane? It seems that Kyle likes to see the young man's embarrassment, and teased.

"Ahem, she's just my neighbor, not what you think." Peter kept explaining with a blush on his face, but couldn't bear Kyle's playful gaze, and quickly changed the subject: "So, your eyes and God Are the eyes the same?"

Kyle didn't pierce Peter's crude topic-changing technique, but said softly: "So, do you still want to be a superhero?"

"Yes, of course I want to, but my ability..." Peter sighed, still full of unconfidence in himself. After all, the scene of being powerless to fight back just now is still fresh in his memory, and he may dream of it in the future. Dreaming of being black for a minute today.

"So, do you need special training? Boy."

Kyle turned to look at Peter Tail.

"Special training?"

"The special training that can control your own strength, this time the special training will make you reborn and grow into a real fighter."

"Can I?"

"Of course, for two months." Kyle stood up and jumped off, and walked forward. Before he left, he suddenly had a gold coin in his hand, and threw it into Peter's hand.

"During your summer vacation, it will sense your thoughts and take you to the place of special training."

(Ask for a monthly ticket for flowers, thank you guys for your support, thank you so much!).

Chapter 156 The Alliance of Defenders (asking for a monthly ticket for flowers)

At night, factories along the coast of New York.

The place full of containers was already empty, and the staff had already left work, but at this moment, a group of unexpected guests ushered in.

Several trucks drive by.

The two convoys were less than a few meters apart in an open space.

A group of people got out of the car without any communication, got into each other's car, and then prepared to leave.

However, the moment the two sides are about to leave.

An attack came out of nowhere.

Seeing the sky in the distance, two figures jumped up suddenly, and jumped directly to the front seat of the truck driver. With a bang, the window shattered, and two fists hit the driver's head heavily, hitting him directly. faint.

The sudden attack made the people of the two convoys react immediately.

"Fuck, black eat black?"

"No, it's the defenders, Falk, take out your weapons, and kill them, these damned bastards."

"Kill them."

The gang members who got into the car took out their weapons and got out of the car one after another to set fire to kill the two attackers, but the two figures on the ground in the distance rushed over like cheetahs at 760 degrees.

One of the fists ignited a golden flame and hit one of the gangsters hard in the chest.

Blood spewed out of the latter's mouth, and he flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting more than a dozen gangsters behind him along the way. All the gangsters fell to the ground and howled.

The force of the impact had broken their bones.

And the other man in a tight red battlesuit was holding a wooden stick. His figure was swift and his movements were extremely fast. Basically, with one move, the gangsters would immediately lose their ability to fight.

In a short period of time, the four people raided the transaction of more than 20 gangsters and gangs, and achieved great success.

Kacha~

One of the strong men opened the back of the car, and when he saw the scene in the car, his face immediately changed, and his eyes reflected the fist that was coming at speed.

He didn't react at all, and was hit on the cheek by a fist.