In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

"Spider-Man?"

Drake was stunned for a moment, then he grinned.

“This is such a pleasant surprise!”

Immediately, Drake stretched out a huge claw and grabbed Peter.

The claw drew a sharp light in the air, and the sharp tip flashed a heart-pounding cold light.

Peter felt a piercing chill and barely dodged the attack with the help of his spider sense.

Drake's claws missed and shattered the glass outside the building.

"It seems... your power is very special. After I devour you, it will be mine!"

Drake's voice was low and threatening, and then he swung his claws again and slapped Peter fiercely.

Peter twisted his body to avoid the fatal blow.

But his injured body made his movements extremely slow, and he could clearly feel the protest from his muscles and bones.

Every movement was accompanied by severe pain.

"Pull-"

As he moved with difficulty, Riot's claws scraped across his cheek, and the sharp edge cut his mask, revealing the bloody skin underneath.

Blood flowed down Peter's cheek, staining the spider symbol on his chest red.

He stumbled back against the wall, his heart pounding like a drum.

"Whoosh..."

Peter knew that he was no match for Riot in this state.

Every breath he took caused sharp pain in his ribs, and his vision became blurry due to the blood loss.

If this continues... he might really die at the hands of this unknown monster.

But at this critical moment, a deafening roar came from inside the building, the sound was full of primitive savagery and violence.

The next second, glass fragments flew everywhere, and a huge green figure broke out of the window. The glass fragments bounced off its hard scales, making a harsh sound.

It's Connors!

Peter was shocked.

Damn...the situation has become even more complicated.

Dr. Lizard waved his tail wildly. The tail was harder than steel, and every swing made a sharp whistle in the air.

His claws gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and his eyes flickered back and forth between Peter and Riot, his wild vertical pupils flashing with bloodthirsty light.

It looks like... this isn't the helper that Peter Parker brought.

The riot lurking in Drake's body is obviously very interested in this new opponent who suddenly appeared.

"Interesting... His genes are also very special. Drake, how about we eat this big lizard first?"

The riotous sounds came out of Drake's body, sounding excited and crazy.

"What a great idea! His power will definitely make us stronger... I can already imagine how wonderful it would feel to devour him!"

Then, Drake turned to Dr. Lizard, licked his lips greedily with his tongue, leaving a disgusting trail of mucus, and rushed forward with a pounce.

Seeing that this suspected "helper" took the initiative to attack him, Connors snorted with disdain and rushed towards the riot like a cannonball.

The sharp claws went straight for Riot's throat, the air was torn apart, and a sharp whistle was emitted.

Riot's reaction speed was astonishingly fast, his body deformed instantly, and countless silver tentacles intertwined into a shield to block in front of him.

Dr. Lizard's attack landed heavily on the living shield with a deafening crash.

Although Riot successfully blocked the fatal blow, Connors' powerful impact also pushed Riot back a few steps, and several deep grooves were plowed in the glass wall under his feet.

"This is interesting..."

Drake felt the addictive feeling of punching, his eyes intoxicated, then he grinned, swung his claws and rushed forward again.

The two monsters instantly tangled up in a fight.

At this time, while the two monsters were distracted... Peter seized the opportunity and quickly climbed to the top of the building.

Every movement he made was accompanied by severe pain, but his instinct for survival made him grit his teeth and hold on.

He must find Gwen and find a way to stop the disaster. Otherwise, the entire New York City will be in danger.

But just as he climbed to the roof, fate played a cruel joke on him again.

A dark tentacle suddenly wrapped around his ankle. The touch was cold and sticky, making Peter feel nauseous.

He looked back in horror, only to see Riot grinning at him, his fang-filled mouth wide open.

"Don't try to escape, little bug."

Riot said, then pulled hard.

Peter felt dizzy and was thrown out.

He struggled to adjust his posture in the air and tried to shoot out spider silk.

But at this moment, a huge green claw suddenly grabbed him.

Before Peter could even breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a sharp pain. Dr. Lizard's sharp claws pierced deeply into his flesh. Blood flowed down the claws, drawing a scarlet arc in the air.

"Uhhhhhh-"

Peter couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, the sound was full of pain and despair.

"Spider-Man, oh no... Peter Parker..."

Dr. Lizard hissed, his voice full of bloodthirsty pleasure.

"I will tear you apart with my own hands!"

Before he could finish his words, Dr. Lizard threw Peter heavily to the floor inside the room.

Peter felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and everything went dark before his eyes.

The violent impact made his brain go blank and his ears buzz.

He struggled to get up, but was hit hard on the chest by Dr. Lizard's tail.

With a "crack", Peter clearly heard the sound of his ribs breaking.

The severe pain almost made him faint, and breathing became extremely difficult.

At this moment, a silver light flashed, and the violent tentacles wrapped around Dr. Lizard's neck.

Those silver tentacles squirmed like living things, wrapping around Dr. Lizard tighter and tighter. Dr. Lizard's scales were squeezed so hard that they made a sound of being overwhelmed. His breathing instantly became rapid and difficult.

"No...Big Lizard, this prey is mine!"

Drake roared, his voice full of greed and anger.

"Death!"

Dr. Lizard roared, let go of Peter and turned around to fight with Riot.

The two huge monsters rolled on the roof, and every collision shook the entire building.

Concrete fragments flew everywhere and steel bars were twisted into strange shapes.

Peter took the opportunity to crawl to the side with difficulty, gasping for breath. Blood continued to flow out of his wound, forming a scarlet puddle on the ground.

Just then, a sharp rotor sound was heard.

Peter barely raised his head and saw several helicopters flying towards them.

One of the helicopters had the NYPD logo printed on its fuselage, apparently a police reinforcement.

The other one was a TV station's helicopter, and its powerful searchlight illuminated the entire rooftop as bright as day.

"Dear viewers, this is WNBC live."

An excited female voice came from the helicopter.

"We are bringing you live streaming of an amazing scene taking place in downtown Manhattan...

Two unknown creatures are fighting fiercely, the situation is very critical, we also saw the injured Spider-Man, the situation looks very bad..."

“And, according to an anonymous intern at Osborne Labs, a source…

The green lizard-like creature is Dr. Connors from the former Osborn Group..."

"He wanted to put the lizard serum on the transmitter on the top of the tower... The transmitter has been installed at this time, but it seems not to be activated..."

"I don't know what happened, but Dr. Connors was wrestling with a black monster..."

In Times Square, thousands of citizens looked up at the real-time images broadcast on the big screen, their faces filled with fear and anxiety.

"Oh my God, what is that?"

A woman screamed and hugged the child beside her tightly.

"Spider-Man... How did Spider-Man become like this..."

"Are we going to be screwed?"

The other man said tremblingly, his eyes full of despair.

Fear spread among the people like a plague.

Some people began to cry, some knelt down to pray, and more people fell into hysterics.

On the streets, car horns honked one after another.

Drivers honked their horns frantically, trying to rush out of this city that was about to be "cursed".

But the heavy traffic made it difficult for them to move, and they could only watch the horrific scenes repeated over and over again on the big screen in Times Square.

The whole city was shrouded in a haze, and the air was filled with fear and despair.

And in this ocean of panic, one person smiled with satisfaction.

Jonathan stood in the relative safety of the 20th floor, looking down at the city in chaos below.

The transmitter must be dismantled, but it shouldn't be him.

It’s not going to be demolished now.

Jonathan needs to maximize the benefits as much as possible.

He could feel the thick fear and sadness in the air...

The energy inside the body is rising at an extremely fast rate, and all the cells in the body are cheering with joy.

"It's so cool..."

Jonathan stared dimly at the surveillance camera on the 34th floor, his knuckles tapping on the seams of his trousers.

"I hope they don't break the elevator..."

"And, poor Garfield... Oh no, Peter, you can't beat him to death. He's the best helper tonight..."

"Forget it, let's go up early."

"Peter...have you ever tried the symbiote suit..."

As he spoke, Jonathan walked slowly into the elevator, and suddenly a sticky black gelatinous substance appeared on his hand.