Chapter 1592： Cruel fate

For a family, nothing is more important than the inheritance of future generations. Even if it is not a distinguished and noble family, the Parker family will definitely regard the arrival of the newborn and the continuation of the family as the most exciting and inspiring thing.

Peter brought them the best news, and this news can make them happy all day, or a whole week, a whole month. Maybe until this newborn is born, it will make their surprise a little bit worse. But they will get another joy at this point, another reason to make them happy.

And this is another reason for Peter, another Peter, to make him happy.

Everything is as he thinks. If Spider-Man does not exist, does it mean that his life will be complete? The answer is very clear, it is true. And precisely because of this, his heart has been greatly satisfied.

If life can come back, he really hopes that his life will be interpreted in this way. But he himself knows that this is impossible. Life can't be performed according to his script, so he can only look at it from the perspective of a bystander to get this kind of psychological satisfaction.

But this is enough, isn't it? Peter is psychologically sorrowful and can't wait. He is eager to know when his child was born and wants to see what his child will look like. And just as he was so full of expectations, the ancient one appeared on his side and whispered to him.

"Is it perfect? ​​Isn't it better than your imagination?"

"Yes. It makes me happy, even expecting my life to be like this." Peter looked at the look of the ancient one, revealing a somewhat confused expression. "Why, do you think that what I said is not reasonable?"

"Do you think that such a thing can continue? Mr. Parker. Do you think things will continue to develop as you think?"

The problem of the ancient one made Peter feel strange. He had to stop his gaze and turned his attention to her.

"What do you mean by this? Can you say that you still have nothing to tell me?"

"No, it's not that I have hidden anything from you. It's something you forgot about yourself. Counting time, Mr. Parker. Calculating New York at this time, which stage is it now?"

This question surprised Peter's heart. He didn't have time to answer it. He was already striding toward the outside of the wedding hotel.

Like the sky in the past, the sky in New York will never be the kind of too clean color. The sunlight of some impurities is not perfect this afternoon, but it is enough. Only after a while, this so-called normality completely ceased to exist.

A huge hollow appeared above the sky, and shortly afterwards, countless alien spaceships, like the bees that came out of the nest, rushed out of this hollow.

New York war! Actually this node? The shock in Peter’s heart is nothing to add. The most hopeful thing for him now is to tell everything about himself in this time, let him take his parents, take his wife and their unborn son, and escape from this **** place as soon as possible. .

He is not himself, he does not have the ability to fight aliens. What he should do now is his son’s obligations, his husband’s obligations and his father’s obligations. He should only take them away now, he has no other obligations.

Peter thinks this way, he thinks so. But for Peter at this time, everything he thinks is just an idea that is not known. Although they are one person, they do not have the same idea and the same kind of understanding. Peter at this time is still immersed in his own joy.

He is still illusory about the birth of his own child, growing up and getting married and having children. But the loud noises from the sky and the riots that broke out in downtown Manhattan made him have to stop his own illusions and look out to the outside.

Different from another Peter. He is not a superhero, not a great warrior. From the beginning to the end, he was just an ordinary person. He could not accept this alien invasion. He can only panic like an ordinary person, almost falling down on the ground. After this apparently awkward frightened, his whole person was like a fire-burning butt, pulling his bride and shouting at everyone here.

"Everyone runs fast, runs fast. There are spaceships outside, alien spaceships. They came to invade us."

Just like the reaction of most people when they heard this, the people at the wedding party were laughing, and they thought it would be a big joke for the groom. Even his bride is no exception. Gwen is not suitable for Peter's reaction. If this is a joke, then this joke is too much.

She didn't want to be part of a joke, so she immediately said to Peter very angrily.

"Don't make such a joke, Peter. This is not the time to open such a bad joke."

"I am not kidding." I haven't finished it yet. A huge enough thing has already broken through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel floor, and with strange noises, I came to everyone's head.

Then everyone saw that thing. The thing that Peter called an alien.

The Cheritas stood on the spaceship and unscrupulously fired at the crowd with their own weapons. In the face of such a technological content that is far higher than human weapons, even the military may not have a good counter-attack, let alone these ordinary people.

It can be said that there is almost no power to fight back. They are already in the hands of these aliens. But these people do not include Peter, and his parents. The clever guys had avoided the direction in which these aliens might attack as early as the beginning. And very fortunate, so is his parents.

"We have to escape from here! Damn, I thought the aliens were just the tricks in Hollywood."

Richard Della glared at Mary, unbelievably commenting on the situation at hand. And when he heard him say this, the old history of the West is very agree with the location to start.

"It seems that Hollywood is not completely nonsense. However, one thing I am sure they are wrong. That is, it is impossible for us to defeat these guys by ordinary people like us. I agree with you, we still It’s better to get out of here quickly."

"Yes. Escape! Our car is in the underground garage. Maybe running from here and then driving away is the best option."

Peter and the men discussed the way to escape, just as they discussed the specific steps. A much bigger sound like a certain monster gliding in the sky is gradually approaching them.

It was the Cheretta's troop carrier, a monster like a whale. Compared with their terrible body and unmatched volume, the reinforced concrete produced by humans is the same as tofu. So when such a behemoth approaches in a slap in the face, the long limbs are like a sharp edge from the middle of the building. The building where Peter was located could not be stopped at all, and collapsed from it.

Numerous collapses triggered a chain of reactions that caused all reinforced concrete to be attacked by everyone like a deadly weapon. The family of Peter is no exception, or they have no chance of exception.

Just like ordinary people. They were buried in ruins. And to live in this ruin, the possibilities have reached a very small point.

Peter was powerless to get close to the ruins. He could only stand outside the ruins and use his own sight to search for possibilities even in vain. Of course, this is something that has no results, because it is still the cause of that damn.

He is just a bystander, not an intervener. Such a ridiculous reason only wants to laugh, but it is impossible to laugh out loud.

“Why is this happening? Why is it like this?”

He asked the ancient one and faced his problems. The ancient one was unhappy and sad, and returned completely calmly.

"Because this is fate. You give up the possibility of taking on a hero, then you have to accept the fate of the mortal. The rolling history is rushing forward. If you can't stand on the heel like a meteorite, then you can only be riddled by it. Wrap it up until it becomes part of it. This is history, countless people are like this, and it will always be like this."

It was a straightforward answer, and it made Peter completely silent. Until now, he has given up all the struggles. Because he understands that in such a cruel world, how to struggle is a meaningless thing.

The arrangement of fate for him is always the same, no matter which time he is, he will face the same situation, and even say, more cruel. So he gave up. Give up the luck, give up and have expectations. Since he can only have it now, only what he can have now. Then he should not have any extravagance. Embracing the present he has, this is his only choice and his choice.

Therefore, he realized it. For fate, for yourself. Dachao realized.

"Let's all this end. I already know what I should do. I am ready, ready for my mission!"