Chapter 153

"So, shall we start with the most resilient one for my feast?" Daemos withdrew his hand, locking eyes with Peter.

Peter's eyes widened, a horrifying darkness completely enveloping him.

At this moment, he seemed to understand; his curtain would fall here.

'But at least, I'll make sure my wife and children escape!' Peter had only this thought in his mind.

He reached out, tightly grabbing Daemos' muscular arm, shouting, "Mary Jane, I love you! From the distant past to the far-off future, I've always loved you. Now, protect the children, run!"

Mary Jane suddenly woke up.

Tears in her eyes, she hurried to her daughter Mayday Parker's side.

Meanwhile, Mayday Parker was struggling to stand up and fight again.

But after enduring Daemos' brutal "full-body massage," her chest bones were almost completely sunken in. It was impressive she could stand.

'No, body, move faster! I have to help Dad!' Mayday Parker gritted her teeth, struggling until her body shakily stood up.

"No, Mayday," Mary Jane placed the baby Benjamin Parker in her daughter's arms, "he's your brother now, your biggest responsibility!"

"But Mom..." Mayday Parker understood her mother's meaning but couldn't accept it.

"Go," Mary Jane pointed into the distance, shouting, "Don't look back!"

This voice was even louder than when she discovered herself secretly becoming a superhero at the age of 11.

But she knew she might never hear it again.

"Sorry, Dad, Mom."

Mayday Parker gritted her teeth, holding her brother tightly, running into the distance.

"Hold on, little tiger, I'm coming!" Watching her daughter take her son away, Mary Jane picked up a burnt piece of wood from the nearby ruins and charged toward where her husband was.

"Ah!"

Peter's hands were forcefully pulled down by Daemos, their eyes meeting forcibly.

Looking at Peter's fearful yet stubborn and angry eyes, Daemos sneered, "Food is just food; your emotions will only make your soul taste even better!"

"No, your actions will be judged. I'll be waiting for you in Hell." In the final moments of his life, Peter completely released his soul.

He felt his spider sense magnified infinitely in that instant, even transcending time and space!

He saw two vast webs.

One collapsing.

One birthing anew.

"Ha-ha-ha." Peter's voice abruptly stopped, his life force completely absorbed by Daimones, leaving his once robust body thin as a stick.

"Want your husband? Here you go!" Daemos threw Peter's body at Mary Jane, again revealing an evil smile. "Now, I'm going to eat your daughter and son, to complete your 'family portrait'!"

"You bastard!" Her husband's tragedy didn't crush her; instead, it ignited infinite rage within Mary Jane.

She roared and forcefully threw the flaming stick in her hand at Daemos.

Crack!

The stick smashed against Daemos' face, leaving no mark; the ordinary flames were completely ineffective against him.

However, he saw it as a provocation.

"Since you don't want to live, I might as well kill you too," Daemos chuckled. "Oh, right, the family portrait can't be missing you!"

He stepped closer to Mary Jane, extending his hand. "Remember, this is a bit of mercy from the great Daemos."

Crack!

His hand was intercepted mid-air.

"Well then, let me give you a bit of 'mercy' too, great Daemos?"

Boom!

A punch crackling with electricity and fire fiercely struck Daimones' face, hundreds of tons of force only staggering him slightly.

But it was enough to shock Daimones.

In his long hunting career, he rarely encountered something that could shake him with its own power.

"The aura of another world? You're from another universe?" Daemos touched the area he was hit, looking at the newcomer.

The newcomer was Mark.

He had sensed the last fluctuations of Peter Parker from this world before his death and tracked it here.

Upon arrival, he happened to witness Peter Parker's demise.

"Yes, I'm Spider-Man from another universe! If you dare, come and eat me!" Mark concealed the power of fate hidden within his Spider Totem.

From Daemos' perspective, the man in front of him immediately emitted a scent of "exceptional delicacy."

"This sensation... exquisite! More delicious than ten or a hundred totems combined!" Daemos drooled, "Quick, come let me devour you!"

"Let's see if you're up for it!" Mark narrowed his eyes, the nanotech suit encasing him. "Mary Jane, take Peter's body and leave this place."

"Alright!" Mary Jane was shocked by Mark's sudden appearance.

Although she didn't recognize Mark, she identified the Spider Suit on him and heard his claim of being Spider-Man!

In this world, Mary Jane had weathered storms alongside Peter, proving far stronger and sturdier than one might have imagined. Moreover, Peter was now emaciated, practically weightless in her arms.

She carried her husband's body and ran off into the distance.

Daemos, on the other hand, was completely fixated on Mark, gazing at him with drooling anticipation, too preoccupied to notice anything else.

"Delicious, absolutely delicious!"

With a powerful stomp, he charged towards Mark.

Mark intended to test his strength and stood his ground, tightening his fist and swinging it towards Daemos' punch.

Boom!

Their fists collided, emitting a tremendous roar. Flames around them scattered in all directions due to the shockwave.

After a brief pause, Mark was sent flying, performing a mid-air rotation before stabilizing himself.

"Not bad, quite a tough one!" Daemos laughed heartily.

Mark, however, appeared somewhat serious.

Daemos possessed a strength of at least five hundred tons!

One should know an average Spider-Man only belong to the class 10 to 20, or below the 100, which means that they possessed around 10 to 20 tons of strength or so. Only beings like Thor, Hulk, Captain Marvel and such possess strength above hundreds to thousands of tons.

And this was simply Daemos' physical strength...

Sure enough, the next moment, Daemos grinned and raised both hands.

"Well then, let's try this move!"

Saying this, he forcefully smashed both hands into the ground before him.

Boom!

The entire earth trembled violently!

A terrifying sight unfolded.

From Daemos' position, a massive crack extended rapidly toward the spot where Mark stood.

With just that strike, he tore the earth, creating a fissure!

Mark leaped high, avoiding the fissure and the invisible force contained within.

Then, he extended his right hand, clenching it into a fist.

A massive suction force pulled flames from all directions towards his fist.

In an instant, a highly condensed fireball resembling a miniature sun appeared atop Mark's fist.

[Quantum Mimicry Magic · Flame Fist]

Boom!

The highly condensed fireball transformed into a roaring, blazing fire fist descending from the sky.

Daemos was slightly taken aback, surprised by Mark's abilities.

Instinctively, he extended his left hand to shield himself.

Boom!

The fire fist exploded instantaneously, burying Daemos' entire body beneath it.

Within dozens of meters, the compressed flames burst out in a breathtaking display of power.

However, when the flames dissipated, Mark found Daemos completely unscathed!

The only evidence of the attack was the tattered state of Daemos' clothing.

'Indeed quite tricky.' Mark squinted his eyes.

"Good, good," Daemos brushed off the dust from his clothes, impressed. "You're the first to damage my outfit."

"To reward you," Daemos' expression then instantly darkened menacingly, "I'll start by breaking your limbs and then savor the rest of you!"

"You changed your expression so quickly, did you learn that skill from Jojo or are you an Oscar award level actor? you're quite something!"

With these words, Mark swiftly appeared behind Daemos and struck his elbow firmly into Daemos' spine.

"Ah—"

Daemos cried out in agony as his body arched forward from the impact.

That punch had broken his spine!

However, in the next moment, his body twisted in an anatomically impossible manner. He reached out, grasped Mark's shoulder, lifted him over his head, and slammed him forcefully onto the ground.

Boom!

The ground caved in, forming a massive crater.

Daemos clenched his fist again, aiming a strike at Mark's face.

Mark quickly crossed his arms in front of himself to defend.

Another tremendous bang echoed, sounding as if the numerous heavens of the pantheons were shattering.

The force behind this punch was ten times greater than before!

With a force equivalent to five to six thousand tons, Mark's body was driven several meters into the ground, crashing into sewer pipes, sending mud splattering everywhere.

"What the fuck..? Does this guy have no limit to his strength? Compared to him, Morlun is nothing..." Mark cursed silently as he struggled to get up.

He was now confused. Was it Morlun's ineptitude or his own previous underestimation?

The gap between Morlun and Daemos was too vast.

Boom!

In the next instant, thick reinforced concrete was once again shattered, and a figure descended from above, aiming towards Mark.

Mark initiated [Quantum Blink] and vanished from his original position.

Another deafening roar reverberated, causing the entirety of New York City to tremble slightly.

The Queens area, the battlefield, was nearly turned upside down. Some buildings teetered on the brink of collapse, while others tumbled down altogether.

This punch had triggered a localized earthquake!

"You can run, but you can't hide, little insect! Come to me!" Daemos sneered, looking towards Mark's direction.

But he was slightly stunned as he looked at the Spider-Man standing in the distance while waving at him relaxedly.

"I'm done playing with you. Bye-bye." Mark waved his hand, instantly disappearing.

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