Chapter 190
The interaction with the Benevolent Spider Legion went even smoother than anticipated.
The primary universe's Spider-Man wasn't someone fond of power struggles.
He ended up as the leader of the Benevolent Spider Legion because everyone else believed he was the only one with experience defeating the inheritors. They unanimously elected him, to put it bluntly—a forced situation.
The primary universe's Spider-Man was that unwilling participant.
Now, with a better option, the mostly kind-hearted Spider-Men naturally had no objections.
Apart from sensing the strength from Mark and his associates, Mark's feat of single-handedly defeating three inheritors was enough to impress them.
And so, Mark smoothly integrated two Spider Legions.
This left the Weaver, secretly observing everything, seething with frustration.
He'd done his best to prevent Mark and the primary universe's Spider-Man from meeting, only to have his plans thwarted.
Yet, he was helpless.
Because the moment any spider totem came into contact with Mark, they disappeared entirely from the Web of Life and Destiny he controlled!
Even if he continued summoning other spider totems from different worlds, it only served to augment Mark's power!
Hence, he had another plan in mind—
*Hmmm~*
On the Web of Life and Destiny, the Weaver raised his hand, and a peculiar fluctuation spread from his fingertips.
Suddenly, in the contemplative halls of the Weaver's temple, Solus snapped his head up.
His gaze seemed capable of piercing through space, locking onto Mark and his group.
"Spiders! A multitude of spiders!"
Morlun and Jennix beside him also turned their gazes in that direction, displaying astonishment and fear.
"It's him! He's here!"
"Father, it's that guy. He's the one who killed them!"
Solus extended his crimson tongue to moisten his lips, saying, "I sense an exquisite taste from him! A special totem that's developed life force to its zenith! But Weaver, tell me, why did they sneak into my world without my knowledge?"
The Weaver fell silent for a moment before stating, "That spider possesses a unique ability to shield from my perception."
Solus narrowed his eyes slightly. "Is that so? When Daemos died, I happened to be in a slumber. It seems to have been a coincidence?"
The Weaver fell into prolonged silence, evidently unsure how to respond to this question.
"Hmm!" Solus chuckled darkly, suddenly appearing in front of the Weaver.
His massive palm pressed down on the Weaver's head, his ominous eyes seemingly penetrating the mask covering the Weaver's head, directly delving into the depths of the Weaver's soul, drawing out his essence and life force together!
"There will be no next time!"
"Yes, Great Lord Solus," the Weaver said tremblingly.
Morlun and Jennix finally snapped out of their daze, staring at the Weaver in shock.
In those few words exchanged between their father and the Weaver, they seemed to sense something quite unusual!
"Hmph!" Solus snorted and released his palm.
He appeared again at the entrance of the Weaver's temple, not bothering to look back. "Jennix, you and your people stay here. If the Weaver dares any tricks, kill him!"
"Yes!" Jennix shuddered, complying.
"Morlun, come with me. Let's exterminate those spiders!"
"Yes, Great Father!" A fierce expression appeared on Morlun's face. He was impatient for revenge!
As for being unable to win?
Impossible!
He was now with his father, the great Solus. How could they possibly lose to a mere group of spiders?
Moreover, they hadn't been idle during this time.
Although the original Hounds, Vulture's army, and the half-mechanical army of Naamurah were nearly wiped out, Jennix still commanded a legion of clone enforcers.
Coupled with their extensive influence in this world after years of operation, the so-called superheroes and supervillains in this world regarded them with reverence!
Outside the Weaver's temple, gathered were this world's Iron Man, Hulk, and others, all formidable opponents of Spider-Man! Some even capable of defeating him!
But that was all in the past.
To those destined to be his enemies, Mark wouldn't show any mercy.
After assimilating nearly fifty Spider-Men from the two participating Spider Legions, Mark tore through space, arriving above the Weaver's temple.
The minions of the inheritors below, fully prepared, quickly noticed him and started using their abilities, flying towards him.
However, Mark merely watched them calmly.
The next moment, he extended his hands, crossing them in front of himself, and slightly opened his mouth.
[Atomic Breath]
Boom!
Terrifying streams of high-energy particles gushed wildly from his mouth.
Iron Man from Universe 001 flew the fastest but was the first to suffer.
His outer layer of armored suit rapidly turned red, melted, and finally vaporized completely!
As for the person inside, they had already been evaporated!
In an instant, the inheritors' flying minions behind him were evaporated by the high-energy particle flow.
Then, the high-energy particle flow bombarded the skies above the Weaver's temple, instantly demolishing it, leaving behind a gaping hole.
Jennix, standing there having just received Solus' command, hadn't even reacted before being disintegrated into basic particles instantly!
"What!" Solus widened his eyes, staring dumbfoundedly at the spot where Jennix disappeared.
He had lost another son!
"You bastard!" Solus lifted his head, gazing at the sky, and shot upwards like a cannonball.
"I've been waiting for you!" Mark snorted lightly, halting his newly made skill.
This wasn't his ultimate move, just a simple operation of enlarging the quantum state and then accelerating it.
This kind of continuous damage was effective against weaker foes but lacked impact against a true powerhouse like Solus.
[Nuclear Fist]
A radiant fist detached from Mark's hand, shooting straight towards Solus.
Solus furrowed his brow, sensing something uncomfortable about this fist.
However, he didn't dwell on it much.
Centuries of invincibility had instilled in him an unshakable confidence in his own power; he believed he could crush anything!
So, he chose to confront it head-on!
Boom!
When Solus' fist collided with the Nuclear Fist in mid-air, a dazzling white light swept across.
The world seemed to fall silent.
The terrifying nuclear explosion spread through the air, utterly destroying the Weaver's temple in an instant.
The vast city was on the verge of becoming a wasteland in a blink of an eye.
Mark stood motionless in the air, his face filled with astonishment and amusement.
He had used this skill hoping Solus would evade, giving him a chance to open a portal and send him into outer space for a more intense attack!
But this guy, what was he thinking? Facing it head-on?
"*Cough!*." Two coughs echoed from the debris below.
One was from the disheveled Solus, and the other, a more battered Weaver.
As for Morlun, he had been obliterated in the nuclear explosion.
What Mark didn't expect was that this Nuclear Fist had drained nearly half of his quantum energy, its explosive power equivalent to approximately five hundred million tons of TNT!
In reality, not only this city but several nearby cities had all been affected.
The continental plate beneath their feet had shifted, triggering earthquakes, volcanoes, tsunamis... The aftermath of the Nuclear Fist continued spreading across the planet.
The Weaver, possessing immense power, used it to shield against a portion of the radiation as the nuclear explosion spread. This fortunate act saved him.
Solus gazed up at Mark, his expression contorted with extreme displeasure. He never expected such dishonorable behavior; who uses their ultimate move right off the bat?
Can't they just have a fair fight? Even the inheritors, when hunting totems, played around before capturing and draining the other side!
However, Mark paid little attention to these norms.
Upon realizing his attack unexpectedly worked, he paused for a moment, swiftly tearing open a wormhole in the void.
The wormhole portal directly engulfed Solus.
With grievous injuries, Solus was utterly incapable of resisting this force.
In the next moment, both of them found themselves near the Sun.
Surface-level heat might not have affected Solus much, but unfortunately for him, his arch-nemesis was radiation!
If we talk about the highest radiation in the solar system, it's undoubtedly the Sun! The Sun continuously undergoes nuclear fusion, releasing solar radiation outward.
The Earth receives just one two-billionth of the total solar radiation!
Such a "minuscule" amount of solar radiation, refracted through the atmosphere, doesn't impact regular people, let alone the inheritors.
But what about direct exposure to the Sun?
Solus at this moment served as the perfect example.
"Ah ah ah!" Solus grew weak all over. His already aged visage continued deteriorating, withering, his once upright figure now stooped.
His voice was excruciatingly painful, as if enduring the world's most brutal torture—perhaps even more than that.
As for Mark, he remained relaxed and at ease.
Once he quantum-shifted, his body existed between dimensions. Not even the energy emitted by the Sun, let alone black holes, white dwarfs, or red giants, could affect him in the slightest.
"Release him!" A voice rang out behind Mark.
Mark was slightly surprised and turned around.
It was Karn!
"Are you Karn or the Weaver?" Mark inquired after a brief silence.
Of course, sound doesn't travel in space, so he used his Spider-Sense to simulate speech. Empowered by the Web of Fate, his Spider-Sense could even facilitate cross-dimensional communication. Sending a simple voice across space was child's play. It seemed Kane utilized a similar method.