Chapter 67: True Three Spiders in One Frame

"Alright, let's go over this again—" The blonde Peter had already put on his suit. The setting sun dyed the rusty steel beam he sat on a dark red, and cold wind and dust whistled through the gaps. After speaking, he felt something was off: "I feel like I've said this before."

"I think maybe every Spider-Man says that at some point." Peter nodded. He knew what the other was talking about. Miguel had finally chosen to join them, and for that, they would have to face Kingpin and all his subordinates—Green Goblin Norman Osborn, Prowler Aaron Davis, Tombstone Lonnie Lincoln, Doctor Octopus Liv Octavius, and Scorpion MacDonald Gargan.

With Kingpin, that made this universe's Sinister Six. Conveniently, three Spider-Men, two opponents each.

"I have a question, why is this Green Goblin so big... I mean, he's almost bigger than the Hulk, oh, my bad, he's almost taller than two Miguela." Peter had always wanted to roast the villain designs in Into the Spider-Verse, and now that he'd transmigrated, it was a realistic art style, yet it was still so abstract—this universe's Green Goblin was as massive as the Hulk and didn't use a glider, but instead flew around with wings and didn't throw pumpkin bombs, but breathed fire from his mouth.

Are you a goblin? You should change your name to troll.

"I'm more confused why Doctor Octopus is a woman. Aside from universes where everyone's gender-swapped, I've never observed any universe where Octavius is a woman." Miguel was still using the computer on his wristband to adjust the theoretical algorithm for the new web-weaving event. At the same time, he also pulled up pictures of Green Goblin from 2099. He wasn't as bulky, but still had a pair of wings, and his attack method was shooting lasers from his palms—

"I don't know, I haven't been to your universes. I thought this was normal for me. Oh, kid, you just started out, haven't fought many people, have you? Who have you fought?"

"Shocker, Chameleon, Carl King, and Mysterio. That's it."

The blonde Peter looked puzzled: "Who's Carl King?"

"You haven't met him? Middle school classmate, campus bully, ate the spider that bit us, his ability is to turn into a bunch of spiders... No?"

"Never." The blonde Peter shook his head. He'd truly never encountered such a disgusting enemy. Miguel had never seen one either; in 2099, he wouldn't deal with such disgusting things. He just continued calculating while saying, "Green Goblin is mine, I'm best suited."

"Why, because you're built like a wall? Incidentally, I actually fought a guy named Wall. He was bitten by a radiation-mutated wall, oh no, he was crushed by a radiation-contaminated wall, and then turned into a moving wall, really, I still have his picture."

The blonde Peter retorted without hesitation. Due to yesterday's events, their relationship wasn't great, and to make matters worse, he let Miguel rest at his place for a night, and the guy didn't even say thank you.

Miguel did thank him, but he thanked Aunt May, not the blonde Peter. At this moment, he didn't intend to argue, simply stating the reason truthfully: "Because I can fly."

Both Peters fell silent. They looked at Miguel like he was a monster. Miguel calculated for a while before noticing this and turned his head to look at them: "What's wrong?"

"If you can fly? Why are you still called Spider-Man?" Peter asked the most important question: "I mean, you don't even need to swing webs, so the remaining superpowers, super speed, and so on, don't necessarily have to be tied to a spider, right? So why do you still call yourself Spider-Man?"

"Yeah, if you don't even swing webs, how can you call yourself Spider-Man?" The blonde Peter agreed with this point: "What kind of Spider-Man doesn't swing webs?"

Miguel was utterly speechless.

"I do swing webs, okay? I just... I just happen to be able to fly. My suit can use bioelectricity to allow me to fly. Forget it, Green Goblin is mine."

"I'll deal with Doctor Octopus, and Kingpin... Actually, I can deal with anyone, since they're all my past defeated foes." The blonde Peter finished, looking at Peter, who simply replied: "I'll handle Scorpion, that guy's also strangely shaped."

So, it was just Miguel and Peter dividing Tombstone and Prowler.

The three fell silent. Miguel's instrument showed that the collider still hadn't activated. And the blonde Peter's key could only access the system when the collider was active—if it was destroyed incompletely while off, Kingpin would rebuild the collider again and again. It had to be destroyed completely in one go.

In other words, they had to wait here for a while.

"How about we talk about something happy? I never thought I'd meet other superheroes in my life, let alone Spider-Men from other universes." The blonde Peter sighed with a smile, reflecting on his life: "I've been Spider-Man for ten years, always alone. Sometimes I wonder, what if I die one day? Will someone else step up? I don't know? Thanks to you guys, I know I'm not alone."

"Shouldn't we form some kind of, like, a Spider-Alliance? Multiversal Spider-Men helping each other out. Miguel has a dimension-hopping wristband, and younger me can directly tear open the multiverse's door—"

"Yeah." Miguel interrupted the blonde Peter, looking at Peter: "I used 2099's technology, based on decades of technological advancements, to develop this multiversal travel wristband, and you, you just tear through the barriers between parallel universes like tearing wallpaper, why?"

"Uh... the Spider-Totem gave me the ability. In my world, there's a lady named Madame Web who says that Spider-Man's abilities essentially come from a higher-dimensional entity called the Spider-Totem. So the spider that bit me gave me this ability."

Spider-Totem... Miguel seemed to understand something, and began recalculating the variables.

Miguel's wristband beeped, and he immediately stood up.

"Alright, Peter Parkers, the multiverse is beginning to tear. It's our turn to go on stage."

"I'll lead the way." The blonde Peter put on his mask and leapt down first. Peter followed, with Miguel bringing up the rear. He needed to constantly observe their surroundings. If a web-weaving event truly occurred, he would take Peter out of this universe, regardless of the outcome.

But for now, let them save the world.