Chapter 301 Uncle Ben's Bizarre Adventure

"what is this?"

Gwen looked at the book in Peter's hand curiously.

This was a book of ancient style, with symbols written in Latin that she could not understand.

"The Book of the Dead, also known as the Book of the Journey into Mystery."

Peter's face appeared from behind the books and he said to Gwen, "Aren't you studying for the 'Past' test?"

Gwen let out a breath and sat on the sofa. "If you spend too much time studying, you will soon find that studying becomes a painful thing. I would rather fight those heirs."

Peter looked at Gwen in slight surprise.

Why is Gwen turning into a poor student?

Is this the reason for modifying the timeline yourself?
Gwen didn't know that Peter was worried that she would become a poor student, and she began to take an interest in the book in Peter's hand.

"It sounds like a book about dark magic or something, is that true?"

"of course."

Peter said that what he has in his hands is always genuine.

After hearing Mr. Werewolf talk about bloodstone and monster hunter last night, he found Helen in the morning and asked her about bloodstone and dark creatures.

As the president of Fisk Group and Spider-Man's agent, Helen is now considered a "big shot".

Using her energy, she collected a lot of good things from all over the world.

The Book of Death in front of her was the one she sent people from Eastern Europe to find.

Peter closed the book and said to Gwen, "This is a manual of dark magic. It is said that the user can use the spells recorded in it to summon demons and dark creatures."

Gwen looked at the strange book in amazement.

She reached out and touched the cover of the book, and immediately felt a bone-chilling chill seeping into her fingers.

"Peter, you said before that I have no talent for magic."

Gwen put her fingers away. "Maybe I can try."

"I'm afraid you might summon some strange creature."

Peter put the book away and said to her, "So for the safety of New York citizens, this book is not available for loan for the time being."

Some of the spells recorded in this Book of the Dead come from the Book of the Dark Lord. Some decent magicians believe that this book is evil and abominable.

Peter frowned slightly as he stroked the ring on his left hand that was transformed from the last page of the Dark Book.

Having already seen the Book of Darkness, he naturally looked down upon this kind of book.

If it weren't for some of the monsters recorded in this book that interested him a little, he wouldn't have wasted his time on it.

In order to avoid being targeted by the powerful evil god behind the scenes, Peter put the Darkhold into the body of Wanda, who was still a little girl at the time.

Now that Strange is about to become Doctor Strange, he can ask him to help him release the Darkhold from the constraints of the Darkhold.

But this guy is quite decent and he probably won't cooperate.

"New Yorkers have seen a lot of strange creatures."

Gwen shrugged. "I think even if I summon some strange creature, the citizens won't be surprised."

"is it?"

Peter pretended to pick up the book and opened a page at random.

As the spell was chanted, a magic circle began to appear on the ground.

The dense light pollution instantly overflowed from the magic circle.

Under Gwen's astonished gaze, a tentacle emerged from the magic circle.

More slippery and disgusting-looking tentacles kept extending from inside.

Just when Gwen thought Peter had summoned a powerful dark creature, Peter closed the Book of the Dead with a "bang".

The magic circle closed instantly, and the extended tentacles disappeared.

As if nothing had ever existed.

Gwen: "Huh?!"

"Why did you stop suddenly?"

Peter said calmly: "Because I'm not sure if I can be a match for the monster that will be summoned next."

"A monster more powerful than Solus?"

"Hmm, there are countless indescribable things in the universe. Maybe I just summoned something at random."

Gwen became more curious. "That's right. Maybe you can summon a goblin with a little hat, or a unicorn."

Seeing that Gwen seemed to believe it and believed that she could really summon dark creatures, Peter stopped teasing her.

"Okay, Gwen, I'm kidding you. You know, there's no way I can do magic without a wizard teaching me. That was just a trick."

Peter told Gwen that he had just used the mind watch to project a piece of his imagination.

"Are you saying that what we just saw was fake?"

Gwen blinked. "Using what you got from Reed to do this?"

"Yes, are you scared, Gwen?"

The next second, Gwen immediately transformed into Spider-Woman and pounced on her.

She was going to teach this bastard a lesson for teasing her.

A few minutes later.

Gwen fell on the sofa, panting, her blonde hair became messy, her face flushed and her heart pounding.

She was a little confused.

I was trying to teach Peter a lesson, so how did it end up being a game between an ambiguous couple?!
After bullying Gwen, Peter sat back on the couch.

The tentacles just now were projected by him using his mind watch, but they were not imagined out of thin air.

He had seen a description of a Cthulhu-style monster in the Dark God Book.

The image of a monster with a huge one eye and multiple tentacles is a simple description of it.

It is said that this monster is a lord boss who is always thinking about dragging the earth into his own dimension.

If someone really summoned this creature, I'm afraid the entire earth would be in crisis.

Do not!
Speaking of the crisis caused by summoning monsters, wasn't I the biggest culprit?
Not only is the underground copper mine world of Xiongshan filled with sleeping aliens.

The Woven World 001 and the Clone World of the Inheritors have been turned into alien planets by themselves.

If it comes to summoning or creating monsters to destroy the world, I should be the most hateful one, right?!
Peter rubbed his chin in thought.

At lunch.

Aunt May and Uncle Ben, who were shopping with her in the supermarket, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Today is the weekend and the number of people visiting the supermarket is more than double the usual number."

Aunt May put down the shopping bag and punched her waist.

Uncle Ben came over and took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, "You didn't get tired so easily when you were in Hawaii, May."

Uncle Ben was standing by and teasing Aunt May.

"Your legs are faster than mine in Hawaii."

Aunt May said with a smile.

After discussing with Aunt May who is the most slow-walking person in Hawaii, Uncle Ben comes over and turns on the TV.

The news is reporting a bizarre incident that happened last night.

A spokesperson for the New York Police Department briefly explained what happened.

After returning home, Stanny, who worked at an electric company, found his wife and neighbor dead in his home, and was subsequently attacked by unidentified humans.

Although Stanny himself claimed to have seen a monster and that his own son also turned into a monster and attacked him.

But doctors believe he has brain damage and cognitive biases.

In addition, according to the investigation, Stanny's wife had a tryst with her neighbor during the day and accidentally caused the death of her eight-year-old son while driving.

After the two men buried the body, they dug it out again, perhaps because they were worried that it would be discovered.

A camera in a parking lot captured the two people committing the crime.

As for what happened at the scene later, the police are still investigating.

"Forehead"

After watching the news, Aunt May glanced at Uncle Ben.

"This is news that is not suitable for children."

Aunt May came over and started to turn off the TV.

"Peter and Gwen are already adults, they are far more mature than we thought."

Uncle Ben disagrees.

"Monster? To be honest, I've seen one before."

Uncle Ben coughed and said.

Gwen cast a curious look over, "Really? Uncle Ben."

"I never lie, Gwen."

Uncle Ben sat down on the sofa. "Have you ever had this feeling? On a hot September day, the sun is beating down on your back, but you suddenly feel a wave of fear and darkness taking hold of him, and you feel cold all over, and goose bumps appear on your arms and back."

"The heart is pounding, the scalp is tight, and you can feel the rapid secretion of adrenaline. At this time, the human eyes will not only dilate, but also bulge out in extreme fear due to the increase in blood pressure and intracranial fluid pressure."

Uncle Ben paused, and after giving enough suspense, he continued, "You must not know what I saw when I experienced this feeling."

Gwen also became nervous when she heard Uncle Ben's serious words.

Aunt May said, "It's just a psychological fear that people sometimes experience, a moment of wandering, that's all. There are no ghosts or monsters in the world."

"I didn't see a ghost or a monster, Mei. I saw a man in a red cloak. He had a ferocious expression and black eyes, and he swallowed the horse in front of me in one gulp."

"This is ridiculous, Ben, is this a dream you've had before?"

Aunt Mei felt that her husband's story was not very interesting.

At least it doesn't stand up to scrutiny.

"This happened when I was young. My mind was still quite active at that time and I should remember the difference between dreams and reality." Uncle Ben firmly refused to admit that he made up the story.

"What then?"

Gwen asked Uncle Ben, "What happened next?"

Uncle Ben said, "Then he probably tried to eat me, but something seemed to pull him back. Maybe he was a monster or demon from hell and was pulled back to where he belonged."

Peter listened to Uncle Ben's words and recalled the battle between the "Queen" alien and the monster last night.

If someone witnessed the scene, they would say they saw a monster.

I'm afraid I'll be suspected like Uncle Ben, right?

"But you've never told me this before, Ben."

Aunt May still didn't quite believe it.

"Because I know no one will believe me if I tell them, and I don't want to be sent to a mental hospital."

"No, you're wrong, Ben. If you tell these things to the children now, you might end up in a mental hospital."

Aunt May looked at the clock on the wall. "Okay, kids, I have to prepare lunch. Stan's goosebumps time is over. Ben, come and help me bake some pancakes. I can't control the heat by myself."

(Stan: RL Stan, author of the horror series Goosebumps)
Gwen looked at Uncle Ben's back and asked Peter, "Peter, do you think what Uncle Ben said is true?"

"Who knows!"

Peter did not answer.

He believed that Uncle Ben was not the kind of person who liked to make up stories.

But maybe he really remembered it wrong.

Or maybe Uncle Ben really saw some monster.

"Unfortunately, I don't have a time travel machine to go back in time and tell you what happened."

Peter patted Gwen on the head.

Gwen: "."

I don’t believe you. Do you think you are a master of time management?

I can control time at will!

at the same time.

On the long New Jersey Expressway.

Hot steam licked the gray gravel road, and the yellow dotted lines between the roads gradually melted like pieces of butter.

A hot blonde girl was standing on the side of the road, waving at the passing cars.

"Squeak!"

Soon, a truck stopped by the roadside.

The driver, wearing a North Carolina hat and sunglasses, stuck his head out and asked, "Hey, girl, you want a ride?"

He deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke, and the brim of his hat was pulled down so that his face could not be seen clearly.

Drivers who appear to have bad intentions are likely to put off most riders.

But the blonde woman seemed not to notice and got into the car.

The truck was clean, not filled with junk food boxes and strange smells like she had expected.

"This road has been a bit unsafe lately. It is said that wild animals often roam around. It is a risky move for you to hitchhike here."

The driver started the car and drove forward, speaking to her casually.

"I am not afraid of wild animals."

The blonde said, shaking her head.

"Girls are usually afraid of wild animals."

The driver said as he turned on the radio and searched for a station to listen to the news.

"The players on the Phils baseball team haven't performed very well this year, but they are actually quietly accumulating strength—"

"--The rain will continue to intensify over the next four days, and we are on the brink of Tropical Storm Esmeralda--"

"Now a jazz collection from Zechitel, Mumbai, has become part of our global Café Sounds program—"

The driver was listening to the news and asked the woman, "Can I know your name?"

"Katie Martin."

The blonde said with a smile.

"Uh-huh, I'm Scott."

The driver looked up and said, "Scott Summers. By the way, you should make up a more reasonable name. 'Katie Martin' sounds like a sweetheart name that you would see in middle America, but you don't get that here."

Hearing the other party say his name was Scott Summers, the blonde immediately looked at him warily.

However, she was a step too late.

Scott reached for his sunglasses, which instantly turned from black to red.

The powerful laser energy that had been accumulated burst out from inside with a "boom" and hit her body.

"Boom!"

She was blown out along with the truck door, and hit the ground with a bang.

"Squeak!"

The brakes of the moving truck were slammed on.

Scott jumped out of the car and walked quickly towards the woman lying on the ground.

He knew that the other party couldn't be defeated so easily.

Sure enough, under his gaze, the woman who had fallen to the ground stood up expressionlessly.

The clothes on the body slowly faded away, and the skin turned from white to blue.

In an instant the blonde turned into a fiery woman with red hair and blue skin.

The mere cloth cannot cover the chest and key parts, but instead makes them vaguely visible, giving people a feeling of infinite reverie.

This is a woman who saves more fabric than a vampire.

"A sneak attack? This is not the method used by the X-Men who claim to be righteous and peace-seeking."

The woman said with a sneer.

"Justice will not be served on you, Mystique."

Scott frowned and said, "We are not friends, and any means of dealing with enemies are within the scope of understanding."

"You are becoming more and more like those people who do whatever it takes."

Mystique raised her hand, then took a step forward as Scott stared at her.

Scott, who hadn't reacted yet, was knocked away at the speed of teleportation the next second.

Tumbling along the ground, he hit a fire hydrant hard.

Scott fell to the ground, his heart in great shock.

He had fought against the mutant in front of him before.

Mystique, Raven Darkholme, has the superpower to transform into anyone and change the position of her own organs to avoid fatal damage to her body in critical moments.

She can change her own cells and tissue structure, allowing her to change into anyone's appearance, including irises, fingerprints, skin texture, voice and even gender; the clothes on her body can also imitate the texture of any clothing, even glasses.

That's why she rarely wears clothes.

Apart from that, her fighting ability is not particularly outstanding.

Clutching his chest, Scott stood up.

Is this the power of the bloodstone?
Scott knew that this woman had obtained the bloodstone from the dark magic world, and he immediately thought that it was the bloodstone that gave her powerful power.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Just as Scott was about to continue fighting, two sounds of breaking through the air were heard.

Jean Grey and Storm of the X-Men also joined the battle.

"I told you, Scott, that this trick of yours wouldn't work."

Storm spits at him.

"Maybe next time I'll just aim a little better."

Scott covered his aching chest and replied, "Be careful, her power is a little weird."

"No matter what, we have to get the bloodstone. Professor X said she is using it to control monsters and hurt humans."

Jean Grey looked at Mystique with a serious look.

"Is this what you are talking about?"

Mystique watched the discussion among the people and produced a red stone the size of a baby's fist from somewhere.

The bloodstone, emitting a bright red light, immediately attracted the attention of Scott and the other two.

"Clap!"

She held the bloodstone in her hand and said, "If you want it, you can come and get it, but I can't guarantee that you won't get hurt."

The hot-tempered Storm couldn't stand the provocation from the other party, so she shouted angrily and rushed towards her.

"boom!"

Accompanied by lightning and thunder, her eyeballs instantly turned the same color as her silver hair, and she attacked Mystique directly in mid-air.

Storm has the ability to control the weather, ranging from smaller weather changes such as wind and rain, to larger meteorological phenomena such as blizzards, lightning and even tornadoes.

At this time, she created lightning and threw it at Mystique.

Mystique also moved immediately, and in an instant she bypassed Lightning's pursuit at hurricane-like speed.

Bloodstone not only grants the host the ability to control supernatural creatures, but also grants the user powerful physical abilities.

Mystique, using the Bloodstone, transformed into a hurricane and bombarded Storm.

(End of this chapter)