In S.H.I.E.L.D., a portal suddenly appeared in Nick Fury's office, and a spider with an anxious face appeared in Nick's office.
"Nick, Nick! I can't feel Spider-Man's vital signs anymore, I..."
The spider silk did not find Nick's figure, but she saw the communicator placed on Nick's desk with a red light flashing.
Spider Silk hesitated for a moment, but still walked over, because she knew that this was just a backup communicator. There should be other things on Nick's body. He must have heard about it a long time ago. In this way, she was not eavesdropping.
So Spider Silk stepped forward and pressed the play button, and a familiar voice came from inside.
"Hello, Director Fury, I am Spider-Man. Through my communication equipment, you should be able to identify which universe's Spider-Man I am. Now I have to tell you news. I am about to die..."
Spider Silk listened quietly to everything Spider-Man said. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and put one hand on the table, feeling a little weak.
She knew, she knew, that if Spider-Man was not willing, then who could kill him?
It's not that simple at all, Spider Silk thought. Nick Fury does have part of the authority of the Spider Totem, but he actually has no way to choose who becomes Spider-Man. Otherwise, with the director's habit of catching strong men all over the world, he would not be able to bite out 3 billion.
A Spider-Man?
Spider totem is Spider-Man's totem. Although he chooses Spider-Man, he is also controlled by Spider-Man's collective will, otherwise Nick would not be able to obtain the authority.
Spider Silk clenched her fists tightly and bit her lip until it bled, but in the end she let out a long sigh and sent the recording to the Spider APP group.
Spider-Man is in trouble.
But what else can they discuss?
The Amazing Spider-Man is right. Now there is a foggy space that no one can understand, and the Amazing Spider-Man can survive there, but which Spider-Man wants to survive?
It was too late for them to save Spider-Man now. They knew that within a second after this recording was sent, Spider-Man would definitely turn around and leave the dense fog space that extended his life.
In other words, in the current timeline, Spider-Man is very likely to be dead, so they must fulfill his last wish.
In the end, the Spider-Men decided to once again use their collective will to influence the Spider Totem and hand over the abilities and identity of this universe's Spider-Man to Bruce Wayne.
Spider-Man walked into the thick fog without looking back. Bruce's eyes widened in shock. He immediately stood up and wanted to chase, but he was already injured. He was out of breath after taking only two steps and could only stop and rest.
.
At this time, he couldn't care so much anymore. He had to get out of here. He had to go back to the Golden Gate Bridge to save people.
But if you want to save people, you need to have strength, but he has no strength at all now. It's not that he doesn't dare to die heroically, but his death is meaningless and he can't save anyone.
Bruce forced himself to calm down and think about what Spider-Man meant. After staying there for more than half a minute, he finally calmed down.
The last communication left by Spider-Man may have been sent to someone, and that person may be able to control who Spider-Man's abilities are given, or at least influence them.
So Spider-Man wants to commit suicide and leave his abilities to himself, but the question is how did he obtain this ability?
Spiders, yes, they are spiders. Spider-Man asked himself to find a spider, and the fact that he was bitten before was probably not an accident, but some kind of mysterious ritual before he gained his abilities.
But the question is where to find spiders now?
Bruce had a headache. Not to mention that he was now on the war-torn Golden Gate Bridge. Even in the surrounding areas that had not been affected yet, the level of urbanization was very high, leaving little living space for spiders. He
Is it possible to search half a city to find a spider?
But at this moment, Bruce saw two lights shining deep in the thick fog, which were the lights of car lights!
That was his car... I had seen myself covered in blood while driving on the side of the road before!
Bruce's eyes widened immediately. The moment the car drove by, he saw another version of himself that was unharmed.
No, I didn't hear it, and I can't read lips...Elsa! There's Elsa in the car!
He seized the passing moment and shouted at the car.
"spider!!!!!!!!"
Aisha was picked up by a woman with a child and stopped outside the disaster relief area. She suddenly realized that Bruce, who had just fallen and suffered a bloody head, was the same one they met while driving in the fog before.
Just then, Elsa noticed that there was fog on the bridge.
She instantly deduced the ins and outs of everything.
Time in the Mist Realm is chaotic. It is normal for the past to meet the future and the future to meet the present. So the bruised Bruce they met most likely came from the future at that time, which is now.
Bruce, who was providing disaster relief on the Golden Gate Bridge, once again entered the fog world through the fog on the bridge, and met himself who drove out of the fog world at that time.
The blues shouted a word.
Of course Elsa also saw it, but at that time she was thinking about the relationship between Bruce and Batman, so she didn't think about it yet.
And now that she thought about it, she could recall every movement of Bruce who was covered in blood at that time, as well as his mouth shape.
Elsa can read lips.
"……spider?"
Elsa imitated Bruce's mouth shape and said a word, but she didn't understand, what spider? What happened to the spider?
Wait a minute, Spider-Man! Why isn't Spider-Man here?
When such a big accident happened on the Golden Gate Bridge, Captain America even gathered the members of the Avengers to come to rescue the disaster. If Spider-Man was still alive, there was no way he wouldn't come.
Spider-Man is dead.
Then Bruce can inherit the spider ability, but there is still a prerequisite, that is, he must be bitten by a spider.
That's why Bruce called Spider.
After understanding everything, Elsa didn't waste a second. She immediately jumped out of the woman's arms, stood in front of her and asked her: "Where are the spiders?"
"Spider? What spider?" The woman was a little confused.
"Tell me where there are spiders? Where have you seen the most spiders?!"
Although the woman didn't understand, she still pointed a direction to Elsa, "There is a park over there. There is a forest in the park. When I walked there before, I saw a lot of spider webs there. There must be spiders there.
"
Aisha immediately jumped into the air, and flew in that direction under the woman's surprised gaze.
Not long after, she put her hands together and flew to the deck of the Golden Gate Bridge as if she was holding something carefully, and then landed.
The next second, Bruce rushed out of the mist, and Elsa threw the spider directly onto him.
Bruce had no time to worry about the spider. He ran frantically in the direction of the little girl in front of him.
Three steps, two steps, one step...
boom!!!
The missile arrived as expected, the smoke from the explosion rose up, and a black shadow flew out and fell heavily to the ground.
That was Bruce, and he was alive, and so was the little girl.
He put down the little girl, walked to an overturned truck, put his hand in the gap between the front of the truck and the ground, and exerted a slight force on his arm.
The truck was overturned.
It was turned over solidly and without a second's pause, and then fell to the ground with a bang.
Bruce took a deep breath, gaining strength again.
"God, how did you do that?" The people next to him looked at him dumbfounded and exclaimed: "Why did you..."
"Because I'm Bat...Spider-Man."
Spider-Man, who had lost half of his body, walked into the thick fog. He knew that he would die the moment he left the fog, but he had no fear at all, and even felt a sense of relief.
People always have to die, and Spider-Man is not guaranteed to live forever, but he does prefer this method of death to dying of old age because he knows that many people will be saved because of his decision.
Spider-Man has always wanted people to be saved, always wanted everyone to be saved.
The mist was getting thinner and thinner. He knew that if he took another step forward, his time would be restored, the pain would come, and the blood would spurt out. He couldn't help but start to imagine the scene of his own death.
That's not pretty, Spider-Man shrugged, and then he realized he only had one shoulder to shrug.
Snap!
Taking a step forward, Spider-Man twitched and fell to the ground. Countless blood began to flow out of the blood holes in his body. The organs that were no longer intact could not function. His muscles instinctively tightened, but Spider-Man, who had no will to survive, quickly let go.
clenched hands.
After an unknown amount of time, the blood flowing from his body soaked into the ground, more and more, until his whole body wanted to lie down on the red carpet.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker.
It may be a few days, or it may be a few years. In this chaotic time and space, time has no meaning.
One knuckle twitched slightly, and then the entire palm, shoulder muscles, and chest began to rise and fall slightly.
"Cough cough cough..."
Some air was squeezed out of his lungs, and an unknown amount of time passed after he resumed breathing on his own. Peter slowly opened his eyes.
Heaven or hell?
Peter hoped it would be hell, because if the number of places in heaven was limited, it would be better to give it to others.
But the flame is not this color, but if this is heaven, isn't the visibility a bit too low?
Peter thought vaguely, and after a while he was able to use his brain to control his limbs, and he got up.
The blood on his body was still there, and there were several holes in his clothes, but the blood flowing on the ground was gone. Peter found that the road ground beneath him had turned into dirt, now glowing with a dark red sheen.
Peter patted the dirt on his body and stood up slowly. When he turned around, he froze in place.
It was a huge black sun.
It was suspended in front of Peter, and behind it in the thick mist were countless huge eyes and mouths.
"Who are you?"
Peter asked involuntarily, because he felt that the other party was wise and able to communicate.
The mouth in the mist moved.
"You died that everyone might live."
"...I'm not." Peter shook his head and said, "They were alive to begin with. The disaster that shouldn't have happened caused them to die. I just made everything return to normal."
The black sun stared at him silently.
Peter went on to say: "Everyone should live well, without experiencing any suffering, and be happy and peaceful forever."
"Disasters prevent them from doing this, causing them to go through disasters and even death. What I do is not to save, but to make those things that they should not have to endure disappear and let people get what they deserve."
