"Owner."

In a dark place, a man in black was kneeling in front of a chair.

The man sitting on the chair opened his eyes.

The pupils were extremely special, with a faint blue halo surrounding the outermost layer, and a deep, inky black center circular part.

Just such a simple action of opening eyes seemed to carry an invisible pressure, which made the man in black kneeling in front of him dare not even breathe, and even kept his head lowered, not daring to raise it at all.

"Etal, have you finished your business?"

The man's magnetic voice rang out in this silent space, like an echo from the depths of hell.

The man in black quickly replied, "Master, I have already handled the matter properly."

"I think you know what happened outside recently."

"You mean the Magic Hora tribe? If the master is worried, I will immediately investigate and eliminate them."

The man in black said firmly.

However, the man waved his hand gently and said calmly: "That's not necessary. With my strength, the Mage Hora clan cannot pose any threat to me. It's just... someone seems to want to attract my attention and let me focus on them. This is quite interesting!"

At this point, the corners of the man's mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

"Then let's..."

"Since others have taken great pains to get us involved in this mess, then we should just do as they wish. However, we should also carry out our plans at the same time. After all, that important day is getting closer and closer, and I don't want to lose all my efforts due to a moment of negligence at this last critical moment!"

"I understand. The situation of the passage..."

"There's no problem with the passage. When the time comes, you'll need to bring it over."

"And now go to this building, as that man wishes."

With a whoosh sound, a photo flew like an arrow straight towards the man in black named Atal who was standing not far away.

Etar was quick-witted and caught the flying photo steadily. He lowered his head and quickly glanced at the content on it.

"Yes."

Etar responded respectfully, then turned and left quickly, his figure soon disappearing outside the door.

After Etal left completely, Yuan Wu, who had been sitting on the chair, slowly stood up.

"Am I qualified enough now?"

Yuan Wu picked up a book with a worn cover on the table beside him.

"It's not enough. You haven't absorbed enough Hora, but you still lack some strength and the power of darkness."

A mature female voice sounded in Harago's mind.

"At the beginning you told me that it wasn't that much. I followed your instructions and changed it again and again. Why is it still not enough?"

Yuan Wu's brows slightly frowned, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on his face, and he was very puzzled by this.

"I can't help it. I overestimated your determination and your strength. Every modification suggestion I made to you was made based on your current actual situation. The purpose is to enable you to achieve the final goal faster and better."

After he finished speaking, Yuan Wu was silent for a moment, then gently put the book in his hand back on the coffee table beside him.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes that had just been closed, and his originally calm expression became extremely gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

"It seems that I should go and confirm the actual situation myself."

Yuanwu muttered to himself.

During this period of time, in order to consume the powerful strength gained in his body and maintain the changes in his facial appearance, he had to choose to remain silent for a long time.

It’s time to get active!!!

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6 o'clock at night.

Bored Ling Zhan failed again and again in the third level.

Every time he was on the verge of success, he would always fall just a little short at the critical moment, as if fate was deliberately playing a trick on him. The long period of continuous attempts made him feel extremely tired and frustrated.

While rubbing his temples to relieve his fatigue, he took out his cell phone and dialed a familiar number.

A voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, who is this?"

"Hey, Peter, how are you doing?"

Since then, Ling Zhan and Peter have had more and more contact.

Ling Zhan actually wanted to make friends with this superhero that was once his favorite.

However, as he had worried before, he always tried to avoid getting involved in superhero events, for fear of accidentally getting into big trouble.

But now it seems that no matter how you try to avoid it, what is supposed to happen will eventually happen.

In this case, it is better to face it calmly and do your best to solve the problem when it occurs.

But he couldn't avoid it no matter what, so he felt relieved. Since he couldn't avoid it, he would try his best to solve it when he encountered it!

Peter on the other end of the phone chuckled and said, "Not bad, I've been quite free lately. After Uncle Osborn became a vegetable, Harry took over Osborn Enterprises ahead of schedule. As a result, my university life has suddenly become a lot quieter."

"Okay, Norman's situation also requires your cooperation. By the way, with your relationship with Harry Osborn, he will extend an olive branch to you, just like Norman, for your talent."

"Well... that being said..."

At this moment, the words on Peter's lips suddenly became hesitant, as if he was hiding something unspeakable in his heart.

"Ah, so... I think you are worried about your relationship with Harry. Harry is probably aware of Norman's situation. No matter what, Norman is still his father. Even though Norman later became the Green Goblin, the fatherly love still exists in his heart. But as Spider-Man, you really don't know how to face Harry, especially when he knows that you are the culprit who caused Norman to become a vegetable. You can't predict how he will view your identity."

"You are indeed worthy of me."

Peter on the other end of the phone couldn't help but sigh sincerely.

"Haha, okay, our age difference is not that big, just be natural. You can handle this situation as you wish..."

However, before he could finish his words, Ling Zhan hurriedly said goodbye to Peter and hung up the phone.

Ling Zhan's other phone was ringing, and he picked up the other call.

"Ling Zhan, come here immediately. There is something wrong with my location. I have already sent you the location."

With just one sentence, the phone was hung up.

Ling Zhan frowned. Could it be that Li Xing...

No!

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay any longer. He changed his clothes instantly with one click, and then rushed towards the address sent by Li Xing like an arrow.

Pollid Building.

(Stark has invested in it)

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