American comics: Extracting the immortality of cancer cells at the beginning

In his mind, the riot was like a sticky black liquid metal, eroding Connors' neural network inch by inch.

It climbed up along the spinal cord, and the muscles wherever it passed twitched and twisted involuntarily, as if countless worms were crawling under the skin.

But deep in this parasitic body, Connors' consciousness was still fighting.

He felt the riot raging in his body.

It tore blood vessels, crushed bones, and reshaped them into a terrifying form.

Under his skin, dark mesh patterns surged, pulsating with every heartbeat.

When the riot tried to completely control his brain, Connors' consciousness was like being thrown into boiling magma, and the severe pain almost tore him to pieces.

The symbiont and the host share a spiritual world, and therefore, the riot found that the more it wanted to erode, the stronger Connors' resistance would be.

"You want to influence me? Dream on!"

"I have only one goal, to launch the serum!"

Connors screamed in the depths of his consciousness.

The confused Connors was completely in a state of rage at this time. In the tug-of-war of consciousness, Connors occupied half, and the other half was controlled by Riot.

The two wills controlled Dr. Lizard's body and unexpectedly reached a strange neutral state.

It was Riot that gave in. It found that fulfilling Connors's obsession was not exclusive to its purpose. In fact, if the obsession was achieved, it might be more beneficial to its control.

As for the inferior humans below...

Haha, what does it have to do with it?

Then, Connors, whose mind was a little clearer, locked his eyes on Peter Parker, who was dying not far away.

"You..."

Riot/Dr. Lizard screamed.

"Follow me!"

The huge claws grabbed Peter and began to climb to the top of the building. Every move left deep scratches on the surface of the building, and gravel and glass kept falling.

Peter struggled weakly in the huge palm, but his resistance seemed so powerless in front of this new synthetic monster.

Dr. Lizard couldn't win, and now there was an unknown disgusting liquid monster...

What was his chance of winning?

"Hold on..."

Now, Peter could only recite in his heart and try to stay awake

Blood had already seeped out of his torn uniform, leaving dark red marks on the metal floor of the tower.

The lizard man's scaly palm clasped his waist like a steel clamp, and his sharp nails had pierced his skin.

Peter could even feel the warm blood slowly flowing down his neck.

"Look at what you look like now, Peter."

Lizard Man Connors grinned, and the fishy breath sprayed on Peter's face.

"Urban vigilante, but as pathetic as a crushed ant. "

The lizard man dragged Peter, his claws making a harsh friction sound on the metal ground, and every step made Peter feel a tearing pain.

Now he may have broken several ribs.

The strong smell of rust filled his nostrils, which was his own blood.

When they reached the top of the tower, the lizard man threw Peter to the ground roughly, and the latter's head hit the metal railing heavily, making a dull sound.

The lizard man walked towards the huge launch device with a kind of morbid elegance in his movements.

He carefully loaded the serum into the machine, like an enthusiastic artist completing his masterpiece.

"You know, Peter..."

Connors said while debugging the machine:

"The history of human evolution is a history of constantly breaking through limits... Dinosaurs ruled the earth for 160 million years, and what about humans?"

"Only a few hundred thousand years. "

Peter tried to stand up, but his legs felt as heavy as lead.

His head was still buzzing, and his rapid heartbeat was heard in his ears.

"After tonight,"

The lizard man continued, with a crazy light in his eyes.

"Humanity will usher in true evolution... no disease, no aging, no weakness! We will become perfect creatures!"

As he said this, he pressed the start button, and the machine began to emit a low hum.

It was at this time that Peter, who was struggling to get up, finally found a trace of strength.

He shot out the spider silk fiercely, accurately entangled the eyes of the lizard man, who let out an angry roar and began to scratch his face frantically.

"Game over, Dr. Connors!"

Peter said panting.

However, his victory was only short-lived.

The lizard man pulled off the spider silk, and his eyes were bloodshot and red, covered with horrible bloodshot.

"Stupid boy! "

The lizard man roared and rushed towards Peter like lightning, his claws cutting through the air and making a sound of breaking wind.

Peter barely dodged, but the lizard man's attack continued.

Each blow was deadly, and the surrounding metal railings were easily torn apart like paper under the claws.

In a hurry to react, Peter felt that his movements were getting slower and slower, and the excessive blood loss made his brain more and more dizzy.

"It's just a little trick... What's the use?"

The lizard man seized this opportunity and grabbed his wrist.

"Uh ah ah ah——"

Peter heard the sound of bones breaking, and the severe pain made him scream. The spider silk launcher was broken into pieces under the huge force of the lizard man, and the internal parts were scattered all over the ground.

"Oh... Look at yourself,"

The lizard man sneered, and roughly pulled off Peter's mask.

The cold night wind blew on his sweaty face, bringing a piercing chill.

"You are just an injured, poor little boy... Ridiculous, who do you think you are? God?"

After that, Peter was thrown heavily to the ground.

The severe pain all over his body suddenly filled his brain. He didn't know how many bones were broken and cracked... Peter now felt that his consciousness was slowly dissipating.

He turned his head to another direction with difficulty, watching the red number that was counting down jumping mercilessly:

2:00, 1:59, 1:58... Every second brought him one step closer to despair.

And at this critical moment, a crisp gunshot broke the dead silence of the night sky.

Peter barely raised his head and saw Sheriff George standing at the entrance. Thick smoke rose from the muzzle of his gun, forming a faint trajectory in the night.

The bullet accurately hit the liquid nitrogen pipeline next to the launcher.

The biting cold air gushed out instantly, like a white dragon attacking.

The lizard man was hit by this sudden extreme cold current and let out a painful roar. Then tiny ice crystals began to form on his scales, and his movements became slow.

Peter seized the opportunity and crawled towards the sheriff with difficulty.

Every step he took caused him severe pain all over his body, but his instinct for survival drove him to move forward.

"Peter, this is what Gwen wants to give you... Take it!"

The sheriff shouted and threw a syringe filled with green liquid.

The syringe drew an arc in the air, and Peter quickly reached out to catch it. The touch of the cold glass gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Go to the top of the tower and inject it! I'll hold him back!"

George raised his gun and aimed at the struggling lizard man.

Peter glanced at the countdown: 30 seconds.

Instantly, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and adrenaline rushed through his veins.

"Be careful, Sheriff!" he shouted, then turned around and limped to the top of the tower.

However, the moment he turned around, a creepy tearing sound came.

Peter turned back suddenly, and fear poured over his body like ice water.

The lizard man had broken free from the cold at some point, and his claws, like a bloody spear, pierced the sheriff's chest directly.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, drawing a dazzling red arc in the night sky.

The sheriff's body stiffened for a moment, and then slowly fell down.

His eyes were still open, as if he wanted to say something to Peter, but only blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"No!"

Peter let out a heart-wrenching cry.

He wanted to rush back, but time did not allow it, and the countdown continued.

15, 14, 13...

The lizard man laughed wildly and threw George aside casually, like throwing away a rag doll.

"Did you see that, Peter?"

His voice was full of crazy joy.

"This is the fate of ordinary humans - weak, fragile, and worthless!"

Peter's tears blurred his vision for a moment, but he knew he had to continue.

For the sheriff, for the city, for everyone... He forced himself to turn around and run to the top of the tower.

Every step felt like stepping on the tip of a knife, and his body was in great pain, but he couldn't stop.

The footsteps of the lizard man came from behind, getting closer and closer.

Peter could feel the beast-like breath approaching.

10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds...

Time was passing away like the sand in an hourglass.

Suddenly!

Peter's spider sense suddenly sounded.

He instinctively pounced forward, and the lizard man's claws scraped across his back, tearing open his uniform and leaving a deep wound on his skin.

The pain almost made Peter faint, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Even if he died... he couldn't let Connors succeed!

5 seconds.

Peter climbed the last step.

4 seconds.

The roar of the lizard man sounded behind him.

3 seconds.

Peter raised the syringe.

2 seconds.It was the sound of claws cutting through the air.

1 second.

The syringe pierced the main control panel of the launcher.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Peter pressed the plunger of the syringe, and the green liquid was injected into the system. The launcher issued a shrill alarm and began to vibrate violently.

Blue sparks burst out everywhere, illuminating the entire top of the tower.

Looking at this, the Lizard Man let out a desperate roar.

"No! Peter Parker, I'm going to kill you... You ruined everything!"

He rushed towards Peter frantically, but it was too late.

The launcher began to disintegrate itself, and parts flew everywhere. A huge explosion sounded at the top of the tower, and the shock wave instantly blew away both the Lizard Man and Peter.

Peter hit the railing heavily, and he felt that he might have broken a few more ribs.

But the pain at this time was no longer important.

He watched the Lizard Man being thrown high into the air in the explosion, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Dr. Connors' body began to change, and the scales gradually fell off, revealing the human skin underneath.

However, strangely, when this regression change was about to be completed, the "recovery" progress suddenly paused.

A ball of silver-gray fluid squirmed like a living thing, clinging to Dr. Connors's mottled scales.

The riot flowed through his scales like mercury, seeping into every inch of flesh and blood. His scales began to swell, turning from dark green to metallic silver-gray, with sharp edges like blades.

The muscles bulged unnaturally, and rows of metallic spikes gushed out of his back.

"Now it's finally... complete... so comfortable..."

At this moment, the voice coming from Connors' mouth was no longer his own, but another rough and evil demonic voice.

"Spider-Man?"

"Although I'm already full after eating one... I don't mind eating one more."

As he spoke, Riot, a lizard-like creature nearly five meters tall, slowly walked towards Peter.

His twisted mouth opened slightly, and sticky saliva slowly flowed down from the interlaced sharp teeth.

Peter slumped in the corner, trembling with pain.

Aunt May, Uncle Ben... Gwen... They all counted on him.

But now he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

A rusty smell rose in his throat, and a few drops of warm blood slid down the corners of his mouth.

In his spider sense, the extreme danger kept triggering his reflex nerves...

But now he was so desperate that he couldn't cope with it.

Now... is there really hope?

Just as Riot was about to approach Peter, he suddenly felt that there was a mass of sticky gelatinous liquid behind him.

"Peter, I shouldn't be too late, right?"