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[Marvel : Spoiling Spider-man] Chapter 181 - 185
🕑 Added 2025-02-20 01:00:02 +0000 UTCChapter 181: Gwen Called the Wrong Name
"Gwen, you're very smart! I really like her!" Tony said after taking a sip, looking at her with appreciation. This girl was truly the perfect match for Peter Parker—intelligent, emotionally mature, gentle, and considerate. She wasn’t afraid of danger and was willing to stand by Peter’s side. There were too few girls like her.
"Yeah! Who doesn’t like her?" Banner agreed while sliding through the holographic projection in front of him. "Hey! Stop drinking and help me with this!"
Banner shouted at Tony, prompting him to put down his glass and respond, "Okay!"
"How about this? Is it feasible?" Banner asked.
"Hmm... I think this is better!" Tony tapped his fingers on the interface, making some adjustments.
"Good!" Banner examined the modified structure, nodding in satisfaction.
"That Peter must not be paying attention in class!" said the first Uncle Ben, chuckling as he spoke to Aunt May.
"I wonder if our Peter is paying attention in class?" Aunt May mused, glancing at the 1st Gen Spider-Man.
"Yeah! Of course, I listened carefully! I even won a science award, Aunt May!" The 1st Gen Spider-Man quickly defended himself. There was no way he’d admit to being inattentive in class. Instead, he proudly brought up the awards he had won in Spider-Man 1!
"That’s good! I just hope I won’t see you on the screen one day, showing as much ignorance of science as the second generation!" teased the first Uncle Ben.
"Oh!" 1st Gen Spider-Man shrugged helplessly. He made a mental note to review his scientific knowledge—he couldn’t afford to embarrass himself!
[Flight PNA273, on its way to New York, had no idea what was happening in the city. The crew repeatedly tried to contact air traffic control, but there was no response. Everything on their end was functioning normally, yet they remained cut off from communication.]
[The city was dark, with police officers dispatched everywhere to maintain order. "Don’t panic! Everyone, please return to your vehicles! Stay calm and remain seated!"]
[Peter carried Gwen through the crowded streets, which were filled with honking cars and panicked citizens. Police officers were working hard to keep the situation under control.]
[They continued shouting through their loudspeakers: "Stay calm! Everyone, return to your cars and head home!"]
[Peter approached a police officer. "Officer!" he called out. The officer turned around in surprise, then immediately blurted out, "Spider-Man!!!"]
["Oh!!!" Peter was startled by the officer’s amplified voice and quickly covered his ears.]
[Gwen quickly introduced herself, "My father is Captain George Stacy of the 19th District!"]
[Hearing this, the officer nodded in recognition. He understood that Spider-Man wouldn’t have come to him with Gwen unless it was important. "I know who he is! What do you need?"]
["Jumper cables!" Gwen said immediately.]
["Jumper cables?" The officer looked at Gwen in confusion.]
["Yes! And pure copper wires!" she confirmed with a determined nod.]
[Peter turned to Gwen and asked loudly, "Am I speaking louder than usual right now?"]
["Yes!" Gwen frowned, rubbing her ears. Meanwhile, the officer observed their interaction with surprise, quickly realizing their close relationship.]
[Soon after, the police retrieved what Gwen had requested and set up a jumper on a police car’s battery.]
["Your suit will conduct electricity to the ground!"]
["Okay! Let’s do this!" Peter nodded quickly.]
[As Gwen clamped the spider-web shooter with the wire clip, a small spark flashed, successfully magnetizing it.]
["Okay! Good! Try it! Quick, quick, quick!" Gwen encouraged. She took a key from her pocket and placed it near the web shooter. Immediately, the keychain was drawn toward it.]
["Very good! It works! Great!" Peter was pleased.]
["And that’s why you only got second place on the exam!" Gwen teased with a smirk.]
["Same old story! Alright then!", "Haha!"]
[As they chatted, a billboard suddenly came crashing down with a loud bang. Peter’s expression turned serious. "I have to go!"]
["I’ll go with you!" Gwen insisted, stepping forward. But Peter immediately shut that idea down.]
["No way! It’s too dangerous!" he rejected firmly.]
["I have to go! I’m with you! I’ve read the instructions for the power grid—I know how to restart the system! You need me!!!"]
[Peter initially shook his head, but seeing Gwen’s determination, he sighed, covering her mouth as if agreeing. "Alright, shut up, you can come with me. Just zip it!"]
[He pointed at the hood of a car. The moment Gwen reached out to touch it, Peter shot a web, sticking her hand to the car’s surface!]
["Sorry! I love you! Don’t hate me!" With that, he swung away on his web, leaving Gwen behind.]
[Gwen watched Peter vanish into the distance and immediately grew anxious. Instinctively, she shouted, "Peter!!!" But as soon as she realized what she had done, she clapped a hand over her mouth.]
[Inside the hospital, a doctor hurriedly called out, "We still don’t have a backup generator! Get an engineer here!"]
["I need a ventilator immediately!" Another doctor looked at a struggling patient. Aunt May overheard and quickly offered, "It’s battery-powered! I’ll get it for you! Right away!"]
[She rushed to retrieve the ventilator without hesitation.]
"Hahaha! That was adorable! Gwen totally called out Peter’s real name subconsciously! Hahaha!" Otto laughed, watching the scene unfold on the screen.
"Peter really went to great lengths to deceive her, keeping her there just to ensure her safety," Rose said with admiration.
"Gwen!!!" In the present, Gwen glared at Peter. How dare he trick her like that!
Seeing her angry expression, Peter immediately panicked and blurted out, "Sorry! Baby! I was wrong! I swear I won’t do it again next time!"
"Gwen, Peter did this for your own good!" George Stacy spoke up in Peter’s defense. As a father, he understood why Peter wanted to keep Gwen out of danger.
"Dad! I’m Spider-Man too!" Gwen protested, looking at George with dissatisfaction. Then she noticed Peter nodding in agreement, which only made her glare at him even more.
"There won’t be a next time! And you definitely can’t trap me like that again!" Gwen huffed.
Helen brought the food to the table with a warm smile. Peter immediately stepped forward to help, using the opportunity to escape Gwen’s wrath.
"May! Looks like you’re doing a great job!" Uncle Ben said, smiling as he turned to Aunt May. He hadn’t expected that she would truly be working in the hospital.
"Yeah! As long as I can help, that’s all that matters!" Aunt May smiled back. They were also having dinner, keeping the meal simple since Peter had gone to Gwen’s house.
Chapter 182: Spider-Man vs. Electro
[In New York City, Max unleashed a barrage of lightning, the electric currents arcing wildly across the city. Bolts of electricity struck between towering buildings and rained down onto the main roads.]
[A police car sped past but was instantly blown away by the intense electrical discharge. Citizens fled in panic as lightning continued to fall all around them.]
[Peter swung through the city, his web lines slicing through the night as he quickly approached Max. He landed atop a water tower, his sharp gaze locked onto Max, who was clinging to a nearby building, crackling with electricity.]
["Do you see me, Spider-Man? It's time to let fate take its course!" Max declared, his body dissolving into pure energy before vanishing into the electrical grid.]
[Without hesitation, Peter shot out a web and propelled himself forward, following the trail of electricity. He climbed, flipped, and soared through the air, using his webbing to gain speed as he pursued Max.]
[Max zipped between power lines, surging through the city’s electrical grid like a living current. Peter stayed hot on his trail, swinging through the gaps between buildings, determined not to lose him.]
[Meanwhile, aboard a plane approaching New York, passengers remained oblivious to the chaos unfolding below. The electromagnetic disturbance caused by Max was wreaking havoc on the aircraft’s systems. The crew, noticing the interference, attempted to contact air traffic control, only to receive silence in response.]
[Their instruments and radar had failed, and the control tower—left powerless due to the citywide blackout—was unable to respond. The tower staff had managed to track the plane’s route before losing power, realizing with alarm that two aircraft were on a collision course, with only four and a half minutes to impact.]
[Unaware of the impending disaster, Peter continued his pursuit of Max, chasing him all the way to a massive clock tower. He perched atop the structure, looking down at Max, who floated menacingly within the web of electrical lines.]
["You're too late, Spider-Man!" Max sneered. "The power grid—I designed it! It belongs to me! I’m taking it back! I will be in control! I will be their god!"]
[Peter tilted his head and quipped, "A god named… Spark?"]
[His sarcasm ignited Max’s fury. The villain raised his hand, summoning a crackling burst of energy that surged through the power grid, forming into a devastating lightning strike aimed directly at Peter.]
[Peter leaped just in time, dodging the deadly blast. He swung downward, landing on a water pipe below. Thinking quickly, he fired a web at the yellow pipe, yanking it hard until it ruptured. A powerful jet of water gushed out, and he angled it toward Max.]
["Not this time!!!" Max roared, gathering even more electricity as he stood his ground against the rushing water. "Is this your best shot?! Come on!!!"]
[His electric discharge intensified, surging through the water. The attack was too strong—Max’s electricity tore through the spray, arcing back toward Peter. The blast struck Peter with full force, sending him flying backward as the structure beneath him exploded into debris.]
Later that night, at Max’s home…
"Max! I didn’t expect you to be so childish!" Peter teased, smirking as he stood beside Gwen. Today was Max’s birthday, and despite everything, they had come to celebrate as promised.
Max chuckled awkwardly. "I'm sorry!" he said with a wry smile. Watching his actions on the screen made him feel ashamed, but he was grateful that Peter still showed up, willing to look past it.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Max excused himself to answer it, only to find Harry standing at the door. "Happy birthday, Max!" Harry greeted with a grin.
"Harry?" Peter and Gwen were equally surprised by his arrival, standing up to look at him.
"What?" Harry smirked. "Didn't I say I’d come?"
"Yeah, but shouldn’t you be busy?" Peter asked. After all, government investigators were still digging into Norman Osborn’s shady dealings with foreign entities at Oscorp. Peter had assumed Harry would be tied up with legal matters.
"Oh, don’t even mention it," Harry waved dismissively. "After that old man McCann got arrested, Dr. Kafka spilled everything. McCann also confessed that he hired someone to kill Rajit."
"WHAT?!!!" Peter’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Harry sighed. "He thought he had covered his tracks perfectly… but he made one crucial mistake. I found the evidence," he said, then proceeded to recount everything that had happened over the past two days.
Peter finally understood the truth—McCann had been the mastermind behind the Spider-Human Experiment, while Dr. Connors had merely been a scapegoat, silenced before he could reveal anything.
However, what Harry didn’t mention was that Norman Osborn had also been deeply involved. Without Norman’s approval, McCann wouldn’t have rushed the experiment. But to protect his late father’s reputation, Harry chose to keep this detail hidden.
As for McCann, he realized that even if he tried to expose Norman posthumously, it wouldn’t matter—Norman was long dead, and no solid evidence remained. In the end, McCann had no choice but to take the fall himself.
Meanwhile, due to the passage of time, much of the incriminating evidence had vanished. Richard Parker’s revelations on the screen had only served to clear his own name.
In a way, Richard Parker had tried to prevent his research on spider genetics from being weaponized. However, in doing so, he had technically stolen scientific data from Oscorp. But since he was already long dead, there was little point in debating his actions. Public discussion on the matter quickly faded.
With Norman’s death, investigators could only go after those who were still alive—namely, McCann and Connors, the key figures in the experiment.
The investigation was expected to continue for a long time, but Harry was largely out of the equation now. The only real consequence was that Oscorp’s assets had shrunk dramatically—from $200 billion down to less than $50 billion.
But at least Harry was still alive. Unlike his alternate self in the screen—who was poisoned to death by spider venom—he had gained extraordinary strength and abilities. If it weren’t for the sheer volume of company affairs he had to handle, he would have gladly joined Peter in protecting the city.
[Meanwhile, Gwen was furiously trying to break free from Peter’s webbing. She hacked at it with a pair of nail clippers, cutting little by little until finally, she tore through the strands. With a determined push, she shoved the car hood aside...]
[Peter, still locked in battle with Max, swung through the air and landed a surprise kick from behind. Max spun mid-air, regaining control, and retaliated by firing a bolt of lightning.]
[Peter, sensing the attack, flipped backward onto a pillar. But the very next second, Max’s lightning blast obliterated the spot where he had just stood.]
[Max dissolved into pure electricity, reappearing behind Peter for another attack. But Peter’s spider-sense flared—he twisted his body at the last second, narrowly avoiding the strike.]
[Grabbing a chunk of debris with his webbing, Peter somersaulted through the air and hurled it toward Max. The villain tried to counter, but the impact knocked him off balance.]
[Seizing the opportunity, Peter performed a backflip, then shot out web lines to either side, forming a makeshift slingshot to propel himself forward.]
["COME ON!!!" Max roared, shifting his stance as he saw Peter’s approach. He reeled back, preparing to punch and unleash another surge of electricity—]
[But Peter was faster. He tackled Max mid-air with a bear hug, pinning him as they plummeted downward.]
[Peter shifted his position, ensuring that Max hit the ground first. But the impact was so powerful that Max immediately rolled over, reversing their positions—now Peter was the one pinned beneath him.]
Chapter 183: Gwen Drives Max Away
"Wow! He’s incredible!" The 1st Gen Spider-Man couldn't help but marvel at what he was seeing. Watching the 2nd Gen Spider-Man in action might not seem too special to outsiders, but only someone who had fought enemies firsthand understood just how fast lightning really was.
The 2nd Gen Spider-Man was not only dodging Max’s high-speed attacks but also countering them with precision. His spider-sense was significantly sharper than the 1st Gen’s.
"If it were me, I’d probably just have to take Max’s attack head-on and throw a couple of punches," the 1st Gen Spider-Man admitted with a shrug. "We’re just completely different types of Spider-Men."
Tony, meanwhile, observed Max absorbing the electrical energy, and a thought suddenly struck him. "Banner! What do you think would happen if we did the opposite—drain Max of all his electricity instead?"
"I’m not sure," Banner mused, rubbing his chin. "But… that might actually be a good idea!"
"Alright! Jarvis, add this to Electro’s file!" Tony decided on the spot.
[Max clamped his fingers tightly around Peter’s neck, his grip crackling with electricity. Peter struggled but managed to choke out a question, "Are you ready to give up?"]
[In response, Max opened his mouth and fired a surge of electricity directly at Peter’s face.]
[What Max didn’t realize, however, was that Peter’s suit wasn’t conductive! The attack had no effect, and Peter took advantage of Max’s surprise to kick him into the air.]
[Immediately, Peter fired a web at Max. Sensing the move, Max condensed his electricity to grab the web, hoping to fry Peter’s web shooters and disable him.]
[A high-intensity current surged down the web line, instantly heating the web shooter to a glowing red. But—there was no malfunction.]
["Oh! Thanks, Gwen Stacy!!!" Peter grinned, acknowledging Gwen’s earlier help, before yanking the web back with full force.]
[Max, unable to resist Peter’s strength while airborne, was slammed directly into the electrical grid. The moment he landed, he released an immense electromagnetic pulse.]
[A powerful shockwave blasted Peter away, sending him rolling across the ground until he crashed hard into a rock.]
[Disoriented and aching all over, Peter groaned as he tried to push himself up. "Come on, Parker… it’s just your bones, muscles, and organs! Walk it off!" he muttered to himself.]
[As he struggled to stand, he noticed an ominous sight—electricity was coiling around one of the power grid’s pillars. "Oh, no… not good."]
[Before Peter could react, the electric current raced through multiple pillars before suddenly materializing in front of him—Max had reformed and immediately delivered a devastating punch, launching Peter through the air once more before vanishing again.]
["Oof—!" Peter barely had time to cry out before he slammed into the ground. But before he could recover, Max flashed between the pillars, attacking him again in quick succession.]
[Peter tumbled to the ground, groaning. "I hate this soundtrack!" he grumbled before forcing himself to his feet again.]
[Max continued to dodge between the pillars, moving unpredictably. Then, in a sudden burst of speed, he struck Peter from behind. But this time, he didn’t just knock him backward—he sent him crashing against a pillar.]
[The pillar erupted with a powerful electromagnetic shockwave, catapulting Peter into the air once again. Before he could stabilize himself, Max was already there, striking him again and sending him flying into the electrical grid’s screen.]
[Desperate, Peter tried to shoot a web to steady himself, but Max saw through his move and instantly bound Peter’s limbs with electric currents.]
[Peter struggled against the restraints, trying to pull free, but the force was too strong. His webbing snapped under the strain, leaving him trapped mid-air.]
[Max raised his hands, summoning a massive surge of electricity. Peter continued to fight against the bonds, frantically attempting to fire another web—]
["Spider-Man! I bet you’ve never seen this before!" Max sneered, his hands glowing with raw power.]
"It had to be me, right?" Gwen smirked as she watched Peter’s web shooters hold up against Max’s electrical attack.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Peter said, nodding rapidly in agreement. He had to admit—without Gwen’s modifications, his web shooters would’ve been fried long ago.
Harry, meanwhile, was laughing as he ate his cake. "Peter never took school seriously! Hahaha!"
"Hey! I helped you with your homework when we were kids!" Peter shot back, rolling his eyes.
Harry immediately went silent, shoving a bite of cake into his mouth to avoid further discussion.
Meanwhile, Max sat awkwardly to the side, feeling incredibly self-conscious. The screen showed him pinning Peter in mid-air like a twisted science experiment, and at this point, he didn’t even dare to make a sound. He simply kept his head down, pretending to be very interested in his food.
[Just as Max was about to deliver the finishing blow, a police car suddenly crashed through the iron fence, speeding toward him at full force.]
[Max barely had time to turn his head before the vehicle slammed into him, sending him flying.]
[With Max momentarily losing control, the electric currents binding Peter flickered and dissipated. Gravity took hold, and Peter plummeted, landing hard on a metal pipe below, denting it on impact.]
[Gwen jumped out of the driver’s seat, storming toward Peter with an exasperated glare. "Are you serious? You glued me to the car? Who do you think you are, some caveman?! You tied me up and ran off to fight? I know how to help you!!!"]
[Peter groaned as he staggered to his feet, still feeling the effects of Max’s attacks. "You shouldn’t be here! What are you doing here?" he demanded, immediately stepping in front of Gwen as if to shield her.]
["I’ve read the power grid’s instructions! I can restart the system!" Gwen insisted, standing her ground.]
["You can’t stay here! I’m not joking, Gwen! This is too dangerous!" Peter tried to reason with her, gripping her hand tightly. He knew firsthand just how powerful Max was, and he couldn’t risk Gwen getting hurt.]
["No one makes my decisions for me! Okay?! No one! This is my choice!" Gwen stared into Peter’s eyes, her resolve unshakable.]
[Peter let out a defeated sigh, turning his head away. Gwen tilted hers, watching him closely before adding, "It’s my choice. I decide. Got it?"]
[Finally, accepting that she wasn’t going anywhere, Peter turned his attention back to Max. "Alright… he’s fully charged now. Just like a battery. What happens when a battery is overcharged?"]
["It explodes!" Gwen answered without hesitation, instinctively taking a step back.]
["Exactly!" Peter nodded.]
["So, we’re going to use his own electricity against him? Beautiful!!!" Gwen quickly caught onto Peter’s plan, her eyes lighting up.]
["Alright! I’ll reconnect the cable, but you have to restart the system! When I say reboot the power—you reboot! Got it?"]
["No matter what happens, restart it anyway!" Peter instructed, his voice heavy with urgency.]
[Gwen looked at him, concern flickering in her eyes. "Peter…"]
Chapter 184: Super Spider Sense
The 1st Gen Spider-Man watched the 2nd Gen Gwen anxiously. She was just an ordinary girl, and it was terrifying to think of her rushing into such a dangerous situation!
If Max decided to attack Gwen, there was a high probability that the 2nd Gen Spider-Man wouldn’t be able to protect her. Max’s movements were far faster than Peter’s, who still relied on force to maneuver.
The 1st Gen Spider-Man had realized this firsthand—after trying it himself, he confirmed that swinging along his webbing for speed was much slower than Max’s instant electrical movement.
"I hope she’ll be alright," Toby Maguire’s Spider-Man muttered, still recalling what The Screen had revealed. He didn't believe The Screen would show events without reason.
"I hope luck is on her side," Aunt May murmured, clasping her hands together in silent prayer.
[Max, who had been lying motionless after being hit by the police car, suddenly opened his eyes. The impact had left him furious—he had already decided to eliminate Spider-Man completely!]
[With gritted teeth, he pushed himself up. Peter, realizing the danger, urgently urged Gwen, "Go! Go!!!" before turning back toward Max.]
[In that instant, Peter saw a familiar figure standing near the police car—George Stacy. But just as his mind wavered, a flash of blue and white electricity crackled behind the phantom of George.]
[Before Peter could react, Max launched himself forward at blinding speed, rushing straight at Peter’s face. Peter barely ducked in time to avoid the attack, but Max immediately fired a lightning bolt at him.]
[Peter leaped into the air, swinging around a pillar as Max pursued him relentlessly, unleashing continuous bolts of electricity.]
[Peter tightened his grip on the web, using it to propel himself upward, narrowly dodging the first lightning strike. Letting go mid-air, he flipped out of the way just as the second and third lightning bolts blasted past him.]
[With flawless agility, he fired another web, executing a perfect front flip before landing. Max’s rapid attacks obliterated several pillars, causing them to crash down all around them.]
[Meanwhile, Gwen had successfully reached the control room. The moment she entered, her breath hitched—lying motionless on the ground was the body of a staff member.]
[Panic gripped her for a brief moment, but she forced herself to move forward, stepping over the body and heading straight to the control console. She quickly scanned the panel and realized the restart button was locked. Desperately looking around, her eyes landed on a key clasped in the fingers of the fallen worker.]
[The man had likely tried to restart the power grid before being electrocuted by Max. The burns on his palm were clear evidence of it.]
[PNA322, the plane in the screen over New York, remained oblivious to its imminent disaster. It was on a direct collision course with another plane, PNA273. Both aircraft continued flying at full speed, unable to receive any tower communications due to the power outage.]
[Peter had no idea about the incoming catastrophe. He was fully focused on evading Max’s attacks, exhaustion creeping in.]
[Despite Max’s relentless assault, Peter’s spider sense kept him one step ahead, allowing him to predict and dodge the incoming electric blasts.]
[Using the pillars to his advantage, Peter constantly maneuvered through the battlefield. Even when Max shattered a pillar right beneath him, Peter managed to push off just in time, narrowly escaping being caught in the explosion of rubble.]
[After dodging a particularly close attack, he immediately shot his web to propel himself away, already anticipating Max’s next move. The moment Max raised his hand, Peter reacted instinctively, making another evasive move before the attack even landed.]
[Max’s frustration grew—his attacks kept missing. He had only landed one successful hit on Peter so far. Roaring in anger, he materialized again, determined to crush Spider-Man.]
[Meanwhile, the passengers on flight PNA273 remained completely unaware of their impending fate. Some read books, while others took naps, blissfully unaware that disaster was approaching.]
[Inside the powerless air traffic control tower, a panicked operator checked his watch and gasped, "Sixty seconds to impact!"]
"OMG! No way! The two planes are about to collide!!!"
"Damn airlines, don’t they have backup power?!"
"FUCK! Max! What a jerk!"
"Peter Parker is insane! He’s dodging almost everything!"
People around the world reacted in horror. Some panicked over the incoming crash, some cursed the airport for its lack of emergency measures, while others raged at Max’s destruction. Many, however, were in awe of Spider-Man’s sheer agility.
At various airports, managers were in full-blown crisis mode. Passengers watching the broadcast began voicing their fears, wondering if such an event could happen in real life.
Onboard planes, some nervous travelers anxiously asked flight attendants about their safety. The crew members did their best to reassure them, insisting that everything was perfectly normal.
[Gwen wasted no time—after retrieving the key, she quickly unlocked the control panel. Meanwhile, Peter continued swinging through the collapsing battlefield, dodging Max’s attacks as pillars fell like dominoes.]
[Peter managed to land on a transmission cable that Max had severed earlier. Without hesitation, he fired a web at Max, momentarily tethering him.]
[Gwen, now prepared, removed the cover and hovered her finger over the restart button, waiting for Peter’s signal.]
[She glanced up, watching Peter skillfully weave his webs, pulling together the severed cables to prepare for his plan. Max, furious, finally broke free from the webbing and launched another attack.]
[Peter dodged nimbly, descending toward the ground while holding multiple web lines in his hands—all connected to the transmission cables.]
[At this moment, however, he had no way to evade an incoming attack. Max seized the opportunity and unleashed a devastating bolt of electricity straight at Peter.]
[A surge of electricity coursed through Peter’s body. Even though his suit wasn’t conductive, the sheer power of the electromagnetic blast sent pain coursing through him. He collapsed to his knees, screaming in agony, "Aaaaahhh!!!"]
[Despite the excruciating pain, Peter clenched his teeth, refusing to let go. He forced his hands to continue tying the webbing together, securing the final knot.]
["Now! Gwen! Restart it!"] Peter roared from across the field.
[Gwen took a deep breath, steadied her shaking hands, and flipped the switch.]
[Instantly, an overwhelming surge of electricity erupted. The immense power flowed through the webbing in Peter’s hands, turning it a blinding yellow-red before traveling back up Max’s own electrical current.]
[Max was immediately overwhelmed by a far more terrifying force. The current wrapped around him like chains, binding him mid-air as he thrashed in pain.]
[Peter, unable to endure any longer, was blasted backward by the shockwave, crashing hard into the ground.]
[Gwen watched, heart pounding, as Max writhed helplessly, completely trapped in the surging golden energy. At the same time, the city’s power flickered back to life—one building at a time.]
[Max desperately struggled to break free, but it was futile. As the city’s electrical system stabilized, the energy meter on Max’s body skyrocketed, filling to maximum capacity in seconds.]
[He couldn't hold it back any longer. His entire body trembled violently as he screamed in agony.]
Chapter 185: Max’s Death
Watching the events unfold, Tony Stark was reminded of how he had defeated Obadiah Stane. The situation was strikingly similar—the only difference was that Obadiah had been killed by an overloaded reactor, while Max was being consumed by electricity.
"He can't handle this amount of electricity—it’s exceeding his body's limit," Tony observed, narrowing his eyes as he watched Max struggle.
"Yeah, you’re right," Banner nodded. "His body can only hold so much electrical energy. If he can't release it, there's no way he'll survive."
They both knew what was about to happen. Under such a high voltage and current, there was a strong chance that Max wouldn’t even leave behind a body.
"Alright, let's test this out," Tony said, holding a small, round device. He placed it on a large battery and watched as it rapidly drained the stored electricity.
"Nice! That’s brilliant, Tony!" Banner admired. "If we ever run into someone like Max again, we just have to slap this thing on them—it’ll drain their energy in seconds! You should integrate it into your armor."
"I thought the same thing," Tony replied, though he frowned slightly. "But it's still too big, and it takes up too much space. We need to make it smaller. Come on, let’s refine it further!"
[Power was restored at the air traffic control tower, and the staff immediately began contacting all flights…]
[Max’s screams grew louder as cracks began forming all over his body. His entire form pulsed with unstable energy—until, finally, with a thunderous BOOM, he exploded. The raw electricity that had been trapped inside him surged outward, dissipating in all directions.]
[Meanwhile, the two planes were still on a collision course, speeding toward disaster. The supervisor urgently directed both aircraft at the same time: "This is LaGuardia Airport Control Tower! Turn to heading 280 immediately!"]
["There’s another plane on a conflicting course! Repeat, turn to 280! Take immediate action!"]
[Onboard, the flight crews of both planes suddenly noticed the emergency alerts flashing on their radars.]
[Without hesitation, the pilots executed sharp turns as per the tower's instructions. The two planes banked at steep angles, causing passengers to slide in their seats, some gripping their armrests in fear.]
[At the very last moment, the two aircraft passed by each other, narrowly avoiding catastrophe.]
[As the threat passed, the control tower erupted in cheers. The staff hugged each other, overwhelmed with relief. They had come so close to witnessing a tragedy.]
[The supervisor, still shaken, clapped his hands with his colleagues and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He almost thought he was about to lose his job. After taking a deep breath to calm himself, he directed the two planes toward safe landings.]
[Meanwhile, at the hospital, Aunt May had been tirelessly assisting patients amid the blackout. Suddenly, the lights flickered back on. She sighed in relief. "Oh, thank God! Alright, everyone, let’s get back to work!"]
[The camera panned over the city, showing New York’s skyline slowly coming back to life as building after building lit up again. The city had regained its brilliance.]
[Back at the power grid, Peter’s spider webs—still glowing a faint red—remained connected to the electrical system, stabilizing the restored power.]
[On the ground, directly below the site of Max’s explosion, only one thing remained—the small energy meter that had once been attached to Max’s temple. The indicator lights on it slowly dimmed, one by one, until they all went dark.]
[Max was gone.]
"Oh, Max… I’m sorry," Peter muttered, his voice heavy with guilt.
"No, I should be the one apologizing," Max said, shaking his head with a wry smile. "Peter, this was all my fault. I brought this upon myself. I finally understand now… what’s the point of being noticed by everyone if they only despise you? Maybe being unknown isn’t so bad after all."
After seeing his own fate unfold on The Screen, Max had come to terms with many things. He realized that his desire for attention had led him down a destructive path. In the end, fading into obscurity would have been far better than causing harm to others—and himself.
"Yeah…" Harry murmured in agreement. The online world had not been kind to Max—ever since the broadcast started, people had been condemning him as an ungrateful villain. The overwhelming backlash had been weighing on him.
"Okay, enough with the gloomy talk!" Gwen chimed in, noticing Max’s downcast expression. "Come on, smile!" She held up her phone and snapped a picture.
With Gwen’s encouragement, Max finally managed a small smile.
At the same time, many viewers felt a sense of relief at Max’s death. He had caused so much destruction—countless lives had been put in danger because of him.
Though the broadcast only showed glimpses of the disaster, people had seen enough: injured citizens, those trapped in elevators waiting for rescue, and, of course, the two planes that nearly crashed mid-air.
For many, their sympathy for Max had disappeared.
[Peter lay sprawled on the ground nearby, his body twitching from the lingering effects of the electricity. "Ohhh…" he groaned in pain.]
[Gwen hurried down from the control room, rushing toward him.]
[White smoke still rose from Peter’s suit as he weakly sat up. But before he could fully regain his bearings, something whirred through the air above them.]
[A strange, green UFO sped toward the power grid.]
[Peter, alarmed, staggered to his feet and walked over to the side of a police car. Looking at Gwen, he forced a grin. "I think… we can still catch our plane!"]
[Gwen laughed at his persistence. But her smile faded when she heard the same noise Peter had noticed. Turning toward the source, she saw the approaching object on The Screen.]
[Peter’s body tensed. He instinctively reached out and commanded, "Gwen! Stay there!"]
[The figure rode a mechanical glider, approaching fast. A sinister laugh echoed through the air. As the glider descended, Peter’s eyes widened in shock—it was Harry!]
[He was alive. And he was wearing armor.]
"W-what?!" Harry shot up from his seat, his jaw dropping in disbelief. "I thought I was dead! How am I still alive?!"
Peter and Gwen turned toward him, equally stunned.
On the screen, Harry’s face was drastically different—his once clean features were now marred by grotesque traces of spider venom. The unnatural marks on his face and forehead made him look monstrous.
"How is this possible?!" the 1st Gen Spider-Man exclaimed. "Shouldn’t he have died from the poison?"
The 1st Gen Gwen frowned in deep thought. Lowering her head, she pieced things together. Then, her eyes lit up with realization.
"Do you remember the military-grade armor Harry looked at in the Oscorp files?" she asked.
"The one with… battlefield healing capabilities?" the 1st Gen Spider-Man replied hesitantly.
"Exactly," she nodded. "That armor must’ve saved him!"
At that moment, the broadcast rewound, pulling everyone back to the moment Harry had been poisoned…
[After being injected with the deadly spider venom, Harry collapsed to the floor, gasping in agony. But through sheer will to survive, he began dragging himself toward a secured chamber—the room where the armor was stored.]
[Every movement sent searing pain through his body, but he refused to stop. Step by step, he crawled closer, desperation fueling him.]
[Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he reached the armor and forced himself up. With trembling hands, he activated the suit. Immediately, the armor detected his critical condition—and began emergency medical treatment.]
[As the armor sealed itself around him, the glider activated beneath his feet, preparing for flight.]
[But despite the armor’s healing, it couldn’t fully counteract the spider venom. The whites of Harry’s eyes turned a sickly yellow, and his once-pristine face was forever scarred by twisted, inhuman marks.]
