Chapter 118 Black is Death
At the same time, Gwen saw Peter and Helen leaving and quickly chased after them.

Although we don't know what happened to the two of them, there must have been something unexpected that caused them to leave.

“Whoosh!

Gwen shot out spider silk from her wrist and chased in the direction where Peter disappeared.

She couldn't understand what happened tonight.

First, Teacher Helen turned into a person who could perform magic and control plants, and then a hideous but cruel creature appeared out of nowhere.

"I was so out of my mind. Why did I agree to leave Peter?"

At this moment, Gwen felt annoyed.

The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and the night sky was becoming hazy.

Gwen used spider silk to pass between buildings, feeling extremely anxious.

With a "bang", it landed on the rooftop. Gwen looked into the distance, but her vision was blocked and she couldn't see clearly.

She thought she had been walking for more than ten minutes, but when she took out her cell phone to check, she found that only four or five minutes had passed.

Exhaling, Gwen continued to use the spider silk to travel.

As she moved away from the city, she found herself heading towards the suburbs.

Is it a state park?

As the gravel road in front of her stretched out, Gwen grew more anxious.

Calling this gravel road a "road" is really an optimistic term, because it is just a bumpy, uneven, and stone-strewn path.

The road stretched like a straight ribbon through dense pine forests and thickets of thorns, seemingly extending endlessly forward.

Compared with the length of the road, her figure seemed insignificant, and her muscles became increasingly stiff as the spider silk shot out.

The branches of the big tree extend above the road, forming a natural corridor.

Sparrows and starlings flew among the branches.

There were rumbling thunders in the distance, and there was no sign of calming down for the time being.

"I should calm down. Peter said he was fine."

Gwen comforted herself inwardly.

She found that after everything she had gone through, she could no longer imagine the consequences of losing Peter.

As Gwen was swinging on the spider web and rushing forward, her cell phone suddenly vibrated slightly.

It fell to the ground with a bang, and Gwen quickly took out her cell phone.

She thought it was a text message from Peter, but it turned out to be from Liz.

"What a shocking accident! Gwen, check out Kraven's live stream. I sent you and Peter the link before!"

"what?!"

Gwen opened the previous link with confusion, and as soon as she entered, she saw the scene of Kraven being hung upside down by the monster.

what is this?
Werewolf or werewolf?!
Even the legendary werewolves are not so big and do not give people such an oppressive feeling.

wrong!

Gwen immediately realized that it seemed that Hunter Kraven was live streaming from the state park.

Teacher Peter and Helen also moved over there.

Worried about Peter, she put away her phone and immediately quickened her pace to catch up with the two of them.

Liz was watching the live broadcast with her friends.

Although she tried her best to interview the current internet hot topic, the Vampire Princess, she never had the chance.

Now I can only focus on the hunter Kraven and think about whether I can interview him.

That's why we watch each other's live broadcasts at night.

"Liz, what do you think of vampires?"

Glory asked her.

"I care more about which lipstick I choose today."

Liz said listlessly, "It's either Night Black or Vampire Red. There are two villains occupying my mind right now, fighting like crazy."

Glory shrugged, "Let me analyze it for you."

"Uh-huh. I'm listening."

"Vampires are cool, right? At least modern vampires are cool. They wear black clothes, move sexy and charmingly, and are majestic. And their skin is very pale, especially the one called Vampire Princess. She is sexy and doesn't look like an Earthling."

"By the way, she said she was an alien."

Glory glared at Liz in dissatisfaction and continued, "Don't interrupt my analysis. My skin is also white, but they all look very neat and tidy, elegant and sexy, which has nothing to do with me. However, wearing lipstick like this makes me look like Count Dracula's brides, so as not to cause trouble for myself."

The speaker picked up another black lipstick and said:
"As for the dark night, it's easy to think of the blackbird. The blackbird is a very cool-looking bird. In many myths, they are used to symbolize death. People often say that the blackbird is the incarnation of the god of death, responsible for taking the souls of the dead to the underworld."

After a pause, she said, "Of course, one bad thing is that blackbirds are all black. I often confuse them with rustic crows. But I believe that black represents death, so lipstick of this color is not good either."

Liz asked her, "Spider-Man is also black. Are you willing to believe that he represents death? He doesn't seem to be so cruel as to take people's lives everywhere."

"Why not?"

Gloria said, "That's the impression Spider-Man gave me. It's mainly because of his otherworldly appearance that carries the aura of death. Don't you think he symbolizes death?"

"Do not."

Gloria shook her head and said, "Although I like Spider-Man, I am more interested in Spider-Woman. By the way, I have a question about Peter and Gwen."

"what?"

"Why are they not here every time we want to find them?"

Liz tilted her head and said, "It looks like they are extremely busy. It was the same thing when the party was attacked last time. I didn't see Gwen the whole time."

She paused and said, "Does that mean Gwen is Spider-Man or Spider-Woman?"

Gloria coughed and pretended not to hear.

Although she thought so, she would never express her suspicion for the safety of her friend.

As the two were talking, the hunter Kraven was attacked.

The sudden attack left him unable to fight back and he fell to the ground.

And the kind that has no ability to fight back!
After sending text messages to Gwen and Peter, Liz, like the other netizens watching the live broadcast on the screen, fell into a state of disbelief.

Glory and the others also looked at the monster on the screen in shock.

Is this a werewolf?
The rough black hair, wolf head, and dark and gray body look extremely shocking.

As a fan of mystery and superheroes, Liz is no stranger to werewolf lore.

Over the past half century, werewolves have undoubtedly become one of the hottest topics in Western mystery culture.

This monster usually looks no different from an ordinary human, but on a full moon night it will transform into a wolf.

"Even a person with a pure heart, who does not forget to pray at night, will inevitably turn into a wolf on a full moon night when the monkshood blooms."

Liz mouthed these words and continued to look at the screen.

Then she turned to Gloria and said, "I now believe that the color black represents death! This black werewolf looks like it represents death."

Kraven, who was being watched by countless people, already felt that death was approaching.

He felt his head was like an apple that had been split in half by an axe.

When he came to his senses, he found that the other person had pulled his head and hit him to the ground.

Kraven saw himself suddenly broken into millions of pieces and scattered.

At this time, the opponent did not continue to kill him, but threw him to the ground face up.

"That's right," Kraven gasped, "You monster want a fair fight?"

He wanted to say something, but all he could do was spit out red blood bubbles from the corners of his mouth.

Kraven's lips were wet and seemed to be glued together.

The ears seemed to react half a beat slowly to the sound, and there was some distortion, as if they were stuffed into an oil barrel.

And every beat of his heart felt like someone hitting the oil drum with a hammer.

In the current situation, the other party is the knife and you are the fish.

He wanted to get up, but his hands wouldn't respond.

They lay limply on both sides of the body, spread out in the shape of a "one", with their fingers bent like dead bugs.

Kraven tilted his head with his cheek against the ground - of course, he didn't like this posture.

The ground was cold, and he just wanted to lie there, close his eyes, curl up, and never get up.

Maybe I'm going to die here.

Not far away, a leaf fell.

Maybe this is the last page.

Maybe this is not a bad thing.

But suddenly, his eyes saw a dark shadow appear in the forest.

At the same time he could feel the sound of the trap being triggered.

(End of this chapter)