Chapter 109 Gwen: I will weave you into the web of fate
After being knocked to the ground, the Daywalker quickly rolled back to his feet.

The vampire's attacks follow you everywhere.

Gwen shot out spider silk from her wrist, knocking away the approaching enemies and covering the Daywalker.

"boom!"

The Daywalker stood up and pulled the trigger, and the bullet whizzed towards the vampire.

The powerful shock force knocked the roaring vampire away, and blood splattered into the air, emitting a fishy smell.

The Daywalker pulled the trigger with an unchanged expression, took out a dart with one hand, and stabbed it at the vampire on his side.

The silver dart stabbed the opponent, and then he kicked out, knocking the vampire heavily to the ground.

With a loud "boom", the ground shook slightly.

Twisting the dart in his hand, he shot it out quickly.

The dart pierced the vampire's chest and was nailed deep into the wall.

Although the Daywalkers quickly dispatched a few vampires, more came.

This new type of vampire, who could teleport and had amazing powers, was totally different from the cannon fodder vampires he had fought before.

the other side.

A restless feeling filled Gwen's body.

She thought she could handle a few vampires with her strength.

With the help of this guy called Daywalker, I thought I could easily get rid of this group of vampires, but I didn't expect them to be so difficult.

With a "bang", Gwen turned around and kicked.

Concentrate all your body's strength into your fist and hit the opponent's head.

Although her strength increased a lot after becoming Spider-Woman, she had no systematic training and simply fought relying on her innate talent.

This method of killing is obviously not as efficient as the Day Walker.

Just when the two were gradually losing the upper hand, something unexpected happened.

A figure leaped down from the sky.

Peter, covered in a black exoskeleton, appeared on the battlefield.

"Oh!"

A fast and amazing punch suddenly hit a vampire's head.

The huge force directly hit it and caused it to explode.

With the birth of a cloud of blood mist, the vampire was killed instantly.

Then Peter leaned forward, and countless black rainstorm projectiles appeared from behind him.

The corrosive rain of bullets carrying huge power instantly hit all the enemies present.

It was like a sudden rainstorm, hitting every blood-sucking creature with dense and precise attacks.

The corrosive nature of the black bullets instantly penetrated into the bodies of these blood-sucking creatures.

A teeth-grinding corrosive sound was heard, accompanied by the painful roars of these blood-sucking creatures.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sounds rang out one after another, and countless vampires fell to the ground, being gradually corroded while howling in pain.

More vampires rushed forward, but their fate was the same as those vampires who were wailing in pain.

The whole alley was filled with an increasingly unpleasant smell.

Gwen finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Peter appear.

She has full confidence in Peter's ability.

The result was as she expected, Peter successfully dealt with these guys.

The Daywalker on the other side looked at Peter who suddenly appeared, was slightly startled, and then put away his shotgun.

But he still looked vigilantly at the guy in front of him who brought him an ominous sign.

He smelled the scent of a blood-sucking creature from Peter.

Although the taste is a bit weird.

"It looks like you're in trouble."

Peter said to Gwen after killing these vampires.

"It's not a big deal, but thank you for your help."

Gwen almost called out Peter's name.

But considering that there were other people at the scene, I had to pretend that I was not familiar with it.

Gwen felt a little strange when he pretended not to know her while wearing a mask.

It feels like performing on stage wearing a mask.

Peter had no idea of ​​the mess of thoughts going on in Gwen's mind.

He turned his attention to the guy wearing sunglasses and having a cool expression.

Looking at the other person's attire, he quickly recognized the other person's identity.

Blade, whose real name is Eric Brooks.

Because his mother was bitten by a vampire when she was about to give birth to him and died after he was born, he has half human and half vampire bloodline and became a vampire hunter when he grew up.

He possesses strength, speed, senses and endurance far beyond that of ordinary people. His weapon is a silver sword, and he is also proficient in various firearms.

The big black guy in front of him matches her perfectly.

"Are you Blade?"

Peter asked the other party.

"I prefer the name 'Daywalker'."

Blade put the silver sword behind his back and said to Peter warily, "I've heard of you, Spider-Man."

Peter saw the other party's vigilance towards him, "Really? It seems that my reputation is not bad, but why are you holding a dart in your hand?"

Peter pretended to be confused, "Am I also your target?"

Blade didn't expect Peter to see the dart in his hand. He showed it and said to Peter, "No, but you alerted me. I smell the same smell as a vampire on you. Although it's different, it's more dangerous."

Gwen, who was standing next to him, was a little confused when she heard the other person say that Peter smelled like a vampire.

"No, it won't."

Gwen frowned and said to Blade, "He's not a vampire." Peter nodded, and did not refute the other party's words. Instead, he took a step closer to Blade and asked him, "Then why do I smell a stronger smell on you than a vampire?"

Peter said casually: "Or. Because we are the same kind of people."

Although he appeared to be nonchalant, Blade was actually facing a formidable enemy.

He really wanted to shoot the dart in his hand, but his heart kept reminding him.

Once I shoot the dart, I'm afraid this guy will counterattack me.

Although he believes in his own strength.

But at this moment, he felt that the half-vampire guy in front of him was the biggest opponent he had ever encountered.

Just as he was hesitating, sirens suddenly sounded in the distance.

Realizing that it was not advisable to stay here for long, he put away the darts, looked at Peter deeply, then turned around and left quickly.

"Stop being in a daze!"

After Blade left, Peter patted Gwen on the head, "Unless you want to be caught by your dad!"

Gwen was immediately startled when she heard Peter say this.

"That's really a terrible result!"

Gwen said as she shot out spider silk from her wrist, pulling herself from the alley to the tall building, following Peter's footsteps.

"Why did he say you smell like a vampire?"

Standing on the rooftop of a high-rise building, Gwen asked Peter puzzledly.

"Maybe it's because I killed a lot of blood-sucking creatures."

Peter casually said nonsense to Gwen.

At the same time, I watched Gwen's expression to see if she asked about the Black Cat commercial.

Gwen probably didn't know about this and was lost in thinking about vampires.

She hadn't fully recovered from what had just happened.

Vampires, daywalkers.
These existences made her feel like she had touched another world.

"Anyway, Peter, thanks for coming to my rescue."

Gwen said with some frustration, "I was wondering why the things I encountered were all very minor, but if I really encountered these dark creatures, I would not be strong enough."

“No one is born mature. Even superheroes need to grow up.”

Peter consoled Gwen.

Feeling the wetness of the mist, Gwen looked up at Peter and asked, "Then why don't you need to grow up, Peter? It's as if you were mature from the beginning and better than me, and I'm like the one who has always relied on you."

Peter satisfied Gwen's curiosity and continued, "Maybe I'm different."

"Why is it different?"

"Or perhaps I am something more powerful and more despicable, something that exists outside of your consciousness. Perhaps I am the god of death. Perhaps I am the lord of Hell, the king of the abyss, or Shiva, the destroyer of worlds. Or perhaps I am just a strand of silk that fell from the scissors of Atropos, the goddess of fate, and lies tangled on the floor at your feet."

After Peter said something that stunned Gwen, the black mask on his face slowly faded away.

He reached out his hand into the diffuse mist, felt it for a second and then said to Gwen, "It's starting to rain, let's go."

"it is good."

Gwen followed Peter's steps very obediently.

Ok!

If Peter is the thread that falls from the scissors of Atropos, then I am the one who weaves the web.

I had to weave Peter into the web of my own destiny.

Gwen said in her mind.

"Boom!"

In the room, Blade took off his leather jacket and sat heavily on the chair.

The blinds in the room were in tatters, and cars whizzed by on the road from time to time.

The glare of car lights shone through the windows, making the room flicker.

In the base converted from a temporary warehouse, the Blade Warrior pulled out the bandage with difficulty and wrapped it around his arm.

In the mirror not far from him, his face was reflected.

His expressionless face was filled with fatigue.

He seemed to see another soul in the mirror.

Another soul that was completely a vampire.

Gasping, he bandaged the wound and then took out the hemostatic tool.

Although he has the ability to heal himself, this ability is limited and cannot immediately restore his wounds to their original state.

After bandaging the wound, he stood up.

Taking out his silver sword, he began to defend himself.

That boy was right, he had a stronger vampire smell.

Because he is half vampire.

He has the abilities of a vampire, but not their weaknesses.

You can choose the human camp or the vampire camp.

The reason why he chose to hunt vampires was because he had always hoped to return to human life.

Listening to the sound of rain outside, he took out a photo from his pocket.

The smiling black woman in the photo is his mother.

Sitting in his chair, leaning forward, he stared at the picture.

His mother has been missing since she was bitten by a vampire, and he has been looking for her.

He always believed that his mother was still alive.

This is why he hates vampires.

Putting away the photo, he turned his gaze to the sky outside where it was beginning to rain.

Spider-Man.
Are they really the same type of people as me?

(End of this chapter)