Chapter 133: The Big Bat Event (15)
The Morlun family, also known as the Inheritor family, are sometimes called "cosmic vampires."
To understand the origins of this family, one must mention the Spider Totem.
Perhaps in the eyes of many people, Spider-Man's birth was due to him being bitten by a spider that caused a mutation, but in reality, Spider-Man's power actually belongs to the magical side and comes from the ancient Spider Totem.
Animal totems are a very mysterious and powerful force in the entire Marvel universe, and the Spider Totem is one of the best. Faced with such a powerful force, there are naturally people who want to steal it.
In the universe, there is a group of beings very similar to vampires who travel through various multiverses, killing all creatures related to totems in order to absorb their power and enhance their own, and they are known as the Morlun family.
Schiller said to Nick on the phone, "I have to admit, I didn't expect them to go after Spider-Man so quickly. We've set a trap for them this time, and we've caught a big fish."
"Instead of worrying about this issue, shouldn't you be concerned about how we're going to deal with them?" Nick asked.
"According to what you've said, they even have the ability to travel through multiverses beyond human cognition, and their targets are mostly defenseless. So how do you think ordinary humans like us can deal with such powerful extraordinary creatures?"
"The fact is, we don't have to deal with them."
"What do you mean?" Nick asked.
"I think you should be able to imagine that since there are Morlun families, there must be other extraordinary creatures like them, and probably a lot of them."
"Think about why humans have been able to live peacefully until now. If they really could do whatever they wanted here, not just one Earth, but even several solar systems, would be destroyed by them."
"Of course, I know that there has always been a mysterious force protecting Earth. In fact, since the day I took over as director of SHIELD, I have been paying attention to this."
"But, if the guardian of the Bat God has really descended, does that mean they have found a way to break through Earth's defenses?"
"They still have a long way to go. If they have really found this method, why don't they just appear directly in the sky above Earth and shout at all the people of Earth, telling us that they are about to rule over here?"
"Instead, they sneak around like guilty thieves, needing to wear the cloak of a Bat God and be summoned by Earth's vampires?"
Finally, Schiller concluded: "They are not like bank robbers, but a group of clumsy thieves who sneak into ordinary homes and only dare to quietly pick locks without making any noise."
"And coincidentally, the owner of this house has a bad temper and holds grudges."
After the sky darkened, Stark floated in the air above a street block in front of the Brooklyn Bridge, and below him was a strange-looking vehicle.
Stark pressed a button on his arm, and the armor of the vehicle unfolded, revealing a group of very strange robots coming down from it.
They had four sturdy mechanical legs, a circle of mechanical arms on the upper part, with gear grippers and hooks, and the main body resembled a hexagonal nut.
Steve, who was standing beside him, said, "Is this what you've been working on these days? Are you sure this thing can fight?"
"No, this is not for fighting," Stark sneered and said, "You soldiers only think about fighting. This is a multi-functional battlefield robot."
"So, what can it do?"
"It can do everything you can imagine in terms of logistics."
"You're not even of legal age, and you've been fighting continuously for over 20 hours. This is not okay," Steve added.
Peter seemed agitated and said, "Don't worry about me. I know what I should do. I'm going to stay here and wipe out those annoying monsters!"
"Your mental state seems off..." Stark was about to say more, but Steve stopped him.
Peter sat down against the tire of the car, and Steve squatted down next to him, looking into his eyes. "Of course, we don't want to interfere with you, but as your elders, or at least I'm sure I'm your elder, I'm a little worried about you, Peter..."
"If you feel you can still hold on, then stay, but in reality, you've done enough, even heroic," Steve said.
Peter furrowed his brows, closed his eyes, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. I just feel very agitated and restless..."
"Schiller will come over later, you can talk to him and maybe the psychologist can help with these symptoms."
"Dr. Schiller is coming? Why? This is a battlefield! He will be in danger!"
Stark and Steve exchanged glances, realizing that young Peter seemed to genuinely believe that Schiller had no special powers and was just an ordinary person who needed protection.
By the time the sky was about to darken, the three defense lines had been fully set up. With the help of Stark's special logistics robots, the frontline was established quickly and solidly, and the situation was better than expected.
A mansion in the rear became the temporary command center, with Schiller sitting on the second floor and Peter sitting opposite him. Peter covered his forehead and said, "I feel really bad, doctor. I have a constant sense that something dangerous is about to happen, but I can't pinpoint the source."
"Is it your spider-sense alerting you like this?"
"Yes, it's hard for me to explain to you what kind of feeling it is. In short, my spider-sense used to allow me to see images of danger and even directly control my body movements."
"But now, I can't see anything, even when I concentrate, I can't detect anything, but it's always faintly ringing..."
"Because you've always used it as a passive ability. Have you ever considered that you can actually control it actively?"
"Active control? I've actually tried before, but no matter how much I concentrate, it just doesn't appear."
"That's because you didn't have a dangerous stimulus at that time. This short-lived state can't be sustained, but now is a good opportunity. Since your spider sense has been working all along, you can try to use it..."
Peter closed his eyes and tried hard to concentrate, but his spider sense was like a string constantly being played, constantly disturbing his thoughts, making his attention very scattered.
Venom said, "Clear your mind and let me help you."
Peter tried hard to empty his mind and think of nothing, and then gradually, he saw a black mass spreading in his consciousness, and soon, a scene flashed by.
Schiller saw Peter "bounce" off the chair and said in horror, "I saw..."
"Calm down, Peter. What did you see?"
Peter said to Schiller in panic, "I saw Mr. Stark falling from a high-rise building...without wearing the Mech armor, and then he fell to the ground..."
Peter's eyes were red, and he was almost crying. His voice was hoarse and trembling as he said, "I saw...he died."