The God Killer in the American Comics World

The painting style in front of me is too cruel!

The hands and feet of such a big man were torn off by brute force.

The crackling sound of tendons rupturing roughly stimulated Gwen's auditory nerves, and she felt like nauseating.

She held back, she had too many things to ask Peter - whether it was her fault that he became like this.

"Wait!" Her shout finally made the strong man in front of her stop.

Throwing away the rotten hands and feet that were still twitching freely as if they were trash, he stepped on the body that was still twisting.

"Hurry up! This thing makes me sick."

Parker's once handsome face was now even more miserable, because his face rubbed hard against the concrete floor of the abandoned house, and large chunks of rotten flesh peeled off, making his appearance even more terrifying.

"Parker! Did I make you become like this..."

Gwen's only answer was a vague and inhuman roar.

Instead, she got the answer from the giant man. He took out a flashlight: "How is that possible? This thing has been rotting for at least a few months."

In fact, Gwen could see Parker's condition without the help of lights, but she was too scared just now to notice.

The spider suit on this Parker was very dirty, and the rotten flesh and the tears in his clothes were all stuck together and made it stink. Gwen even saw a beast-like bite in his abdomen.

"this……"

"This is Peter Parker from the zombie universe." Ange gave the answer.

"Zombie universe? Wait! Do you know who he is?" Gwen suddenly woke up.

"In that universe, a terrible virus swept the entire earth, corrupted all the superheroes, turned them into terrible zombies, and then they ate all the mortals. On that earth, the zombie Spider-Man Peter Parker was very famous ." At this point, Ange's voice deepened: "Originally, these guys should all be banned and unable to leave the zombie universe."

Gwen clenched her fists hard, and her knuckles wrapped in gloves turned white: "What should I do?"

Ange took out a piece of paper from his waist, with a confidential phone number printed on it: "If you find a zombie hero, call me immediately."

"Okay!" Gwen accepted the note and suddenly thought of another question: "Wait a minute, you said he is Parker from another world."

"yes."

"Then the Peter of this world..."

"He should not be dead."

"Phew!" Gwen took a deep breath and exhaled: "This is the best news I have heard since I met him."

At Ange's feet, the zombie Peter had obviously lost all his limbs. He was still struggling like a ferocious poisonous insect, and even tried to open his mouth and bite Ange's feet.

It's a pity that Ange is not wearing Kui Ye's Greek sandals, but a pair of boots made of the same material as the space suit.

"Is there anything else you want to ask him?"

Taking one last look at that hideous and disgusting face, Gwen looked away as if she was electrocuted: "No more."

The next second, a total of 33 points of power suddenly exploded. Ange stomped zombie Peter's head like a watermelon.

As a large ball of red soul rose from the corpse and sank into Ange's chest, the light screen on the retina immediately lit up.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully killing zombie Spider-Man Peter Parker. 】

[The host receives the following attribute bonuses: Constitution +1, Agility +18, Intelligence +2, Perception +7, Will +3! 】

[Congratulations to the host for temporarily acquiring the following skills: Flying over walls and walls Lv3, Radiation resistance Lv4, Vampire virus resistance Lv3, Clairvoyance Lv1. 】

[The host obtains the branch skill of the physique system (peak physical fitness) and the maintenance time is upgraded to 60 minutes. 】

[The host has acquired an agility branch skill (rope control): This is a variant branch skill of Spider-Man's silk manipulation, which can greatly improve the host's control over rope weapons. 】

Make a fortune!

The zombie Spider-Man is still a representative of high agility and gets a lot of agility bonuses, and Ange is no exception.

If you kill a normal Spider-Man, you will probably gain more attributes besides physical strength, but now Ange is very satisfied.

Without Kuiye's leather jacket, Ange's overall attributes came to [Physique 19, Agility 41, Strength 21, Intelligence 17, Perception 24, and Will 27. 】

Coupled with the [Physique +5, Strength +12] of Kui Ye's leather sheath, he no longer has any shortcomings in the strict sense.

Ange quickly read through the upgrades, withdrew his gaze, then very smoothly threw away a piece of Zombie Peter's remains, and dropped the last incendiary bomb.

"Ouch!"

The raging flames destroyed the last traces of another zombie hero who invaded the world.

Walking out of the abandoned house, Gwen remained silent.

"Go back and have a good sleep. The sun will rise as usual in New York tomorrow." Ange's voice sounded behind her.

Gwen's body trembled violently, and there was a cry in her voice: "I just helped destroy my childhood sweetheart, and then tomorrow I will pretend that nothing happened and say hello to him in this world and say "Hi"?"

Ange shrugged.

Sure enough, no matter which parallel world, whether Gwen lost Peter, or Peter failed to save Gwen and let her die, these two seemed to be incompatible, and one of them would always be unlucky.

"Maybe, this is fate."

Gwen seemed to be trying to force a smile, but suddenly realized that she was still wearing Spider-Man's mask: "Yes, no matter what your purpose, you saved my life. I don't know your name yet, uh , code names are also available.”

"Kratos."

"Okay, Mr. Kratos, let you feel the gratitude of a New York girl."

Gwen said, leaning closer.

Ange felt something was wrong. His reason told him that the girl opposite was obviously irrational now.

Gwen slowly pulled up her mask, to be precise, it was only pulled up halfway, and stopped when it reached her nose, revealing a fair and delicate chin.

Ange noticed that transparent droplets kept sliding down his cheeks, which were Gwen's tears.

"No matter what you plan to do, if you mess around now, you will regret it tomorrow." Ange warned her in a deep voice.

However, a pair of soft arms still rested on his shoulders.

The four lips overlap together.

A bit salty.

It was the smell of Gwen's tears.

But, the atmosphere was gone.

No matter how idiot Gwen is, he can feel that he is kissing a leather case, not a living person. She suddenly smiled bitterly: "Sure enough! Wearing a mask allows me to let go of my persona of a good girl and let myself go. But you, wearing a mask, are still a gentleman."

She was wrong, Ange told her with his claws, how wrong she was.

"You must have made a mistake. I can do whatever is convenient for me when it comes to killing enemies. But for women, I prefer to rob them, taking away her body and mind at once. Rather than leaving her a chance to tell myself ——It was just an impulse on her part.”

Gwen stepped back suddenly, and for the first time she realized that this mysterious Kratos seemed to be very different from her ideas and values.

After a brief moment of shock, she came back to her senses.

"Huhu! It's you who gave up the prize, but you can't blame me."

"Ah."

Gwen suddenly flicked her right arm, and the spider silk on her wrist shot out, dragging her body back quickly.

At this time, Gwen's voice came from afar: "See you later! Mr. Kratos. I hope it will be as you wish next time."