Miles stood beside Peter, his eyes filled with vigilance and a certain newly awakened fear. He whispered to Peter, "I know who they are... They are the reason I traveled here. These guys are hunting us. They live by hunting Spider-Totems."
Peter's gaze shifted from Morlun to Miles, his voice low but urgent, "What Spider-Totems? Who exactly are they?"
Morlun slowly stepped forward, his gait elegant yet oppressive, a cold smile on his lips. He didn't rush to answer, instead looking around as if appraising the value of his prey. His voice was deep and clear, "I will tell you, because watching prey struggle in fear is the most delicious appetizer."
Miles unconsciously took a step back, Peter's hand gripping the web-shooter at his side tightly, a flicker of unease in his eyes.
"My name is Morlun." Morlun's voice carried a certain noble arrogance, "I am a member of the Inheritors, the core of the family, the exclusive hunter of Spider-Totems. You, Peter Parker, Miles Morales, are the totems of this Universe. Your existence is merely to provide us with energy. Your struggles will only allow me to enjoy it longer."
Before he finished speaking, Daegon stepped out from behind him, his split mouth revealing sharp teeth, "Honestly, I don't really like his refined approach. Hunting should be quick and clean, but... I can tolerate it, watching you despair is also quite interesting."
Bella's cold laugh echoed from the side, she held several hounds that seemed to be made of shadows in her hands, their eyes emitting a bizarre red light. She spoke, her voice icy, "These two totems are not heroes, merely cowards who are about to become prey. I hope you don't disappoint me."
Bane and Bora stood side by side, both siblings' faces full of contempt, Bora let out a cold snort, "I never expected such easy prey... I'm even starting to wonder if this is a waste of time."
"If it's a waste of time, it will end quickly." Bane shrugged, "Eight against two, it's not even fair."
Jennix always stood at the back of the group, his fingers sliding over the device on his wrist, his tone mechanical and calm, "I have activated the tracking program, no matter where you run, you cannot escape our control. The cloning system is on standby, we will exist forever, and you are merely the countdown to a war of attrition."
Peter clenched his jaw, turned and whispered to Miles, "We might need a better plan."
Miles shook his head, his voice filled with determination, "There's no plan, they won't let us go. Even if I ran here, they still caught up."
Just then, Karn spoke from the back, his tone different from the other Inheritors, with less arrogance and more of a sigh, "Perhaps, you still have a choice. Unlike them, I know what is right and what is wrong. But... the family's rules do not allow me to let you go."
Peter's gaze turned cold, not backing down, "Rules? I don't know what rules you care about, but you are in my city now. Here, I have my rules."
Morlun sneered, interrupting Peter's counterattack, his tone laced with mockery, "Your rules? The rule of the Spider-Totem is to fall in the hunt. This is your destiny, and I am the one destined to send you to your end."
Miles clenched his fists, his gaze darting between Morlun and the family members behind him, trying to find any possible weakness, but the oppressive feeling of despair made his heart pound. He turned and whispered to Peter, "We can't just stand here and wait to die."
"Who said we were waiting to die?" Peter's lips curved up, but his eyes were incredibly calm, "We aren't just ordinary Spider-Men."
Morlun's eyes were sharp as knives, his voice low and full of provocation, "Then let me see how you struggle."
Just as Miles and Peter were tensing their nerves, a light footsteps suddenly sounded in the air, accompanied by Deadpool's tone, "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to - Popcorn Time! Tonight's special feature is 'Inheritors' Prey Day', personally supervised, written, directed, and starring your favorite Deadpool!"
Everyone's eyes turned in unison towards the source of the sound. They saw Deadpool swaggering out of the shadows, gripping a newly opened bucket of popcorn. He casually grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing loudly, while striking what he thought was a handsome pose.
"What's going on?" Peter whispered to Miles, his eyes full of confusion.
Miles paused, and whispered back, "I don't know... Is he with you?"
"No, he is definitely not with me."
Immediately after, Dominic slowly walked out from behind, his red eyes flashing with cold light in the dim environment. His expression was calm, but his tone carried an undeniable authority, "So, this is the Inheritors? Doesn't look like much."
Eddie followed Dominic, Venom's figure emerging from his shoulder, letting out a low laugh, "These guys look chewy. Especially that one." He stuck out his long tongue and licked his teeth, his gaze fixed on Morlun.
Peter's eyes instantly locked onto Eddie. He almost blurted out, "Eddie? You're not dead?"
Venom turned to look at Peter, and immediately laughed excitedly, "Oh, not me, not your Eddie. I'm... another version, from another World. But don't worry, I probably taste better."
"What?" Peter was momentarily speechless, clearly not expecting this answer.
Miles looked at Venom's exaggerated appearance and couldn't help but ask Peter, "Uh, is this backup?"
"Technically yes, but it doesn't look very reliable." Peter frowned.
Just then, Logan slowly walked out from the shadows, his metal claws glinting coldly in the moonlight, his expression like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment. He growled in a low voice, "These guys, leave them to me."
America stood at the back of the group, arms crossed, her gaze sizing up Peter and Miles. She raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity in her tone, "So, these are the Spider-Totems? Feels a bit..." She paused, her gaze shifting to Deadpool, "Hmm, not as imaginative as this guy."
Deadpool immediately raised his hand, his tone excited, "Thanks for the compliment! I'm the soul of the team! You know, the soul!"
The Inheritors stood opposite, Morlun's gaze sweeping back and forth between Deadpool and the group behind him, his tone filled with cold mockery, "Is this your backup? A bunch of chattering clowns?"
"Ah, clowns, that's the most mediocre insult I've ever heard." Deadpool shook his head, still holding a mouthful of popcorn, "You Multiverse Vampire families really should hire a scriptwriter to polish your lines."
Morlun frowned, Daegon stepped out from behind him, his tone full of disdain, "Do you insects think you have a chance to win? You are merely delaying your death."
"Death?" Deadpool laughed exaggeratedly, "Oh, man, I'm an unkillable cockroach. By the way, I just heard your family has a cloning system, can revive infinitely? Geez, that makes me feel a certain professional threat."
Venom's gaze fixed on the Inheritors, he whispered to Peter, "They look like Vampires with no taste buds, but I bet they can still bleed."
"That's not the point." Peter whispered back, "The point is there are too many of them, and we only have... well, five and a half backups?"
"Who's the 'half'?" Venom asked, slightly displeased.
"Clearly not me." Miles calmly interjected.
Deadpool stood at the front of the group, striking what he thought was a majestic pose, "Alright, let me sum it up: Five people, one pet, plus two little spiders against eight Vampire family members. This sounds like the perfect script for a popcorn war!"
Morlun looked at them coldly, a hint of killing intent in his eyes, "Your sense of humor won't save your lives."
"Oh, but my sense of humor will make me die with more style." Deadpool replied with an exaggerated bow, the twin katanas in his hands reflecting a chilling light.
Daegon stared at Dominic, a cruel smile on his lips, "You look strong, but the blood of the strong is often sweeter."
A red light flashed in Dominic's eyes, his tone cold, "Then come and try, it will be the last time you open your mouth."
Daegon let out a wild laugh and charged at Dominic, the two collided at an extraordinary speed, stirring up a gust of wind.
Venom faced Bane and Bora, grinning mockingly with his huge mouth, "A brother and sister? Looks like I'm about to have an appetizer."
Bane sneered, "Too bad, your taste won't last long."
Bora chimed in, "Stop talking nonsense, tear him up quickly, I'm tired of boring opponents."
Eddie's voice came from inside Venom, "Hey, you'd better not underestimate me!"
Venom roared and lunged at the siblings.
Morlun stood before Deadpool, his eyes full of contempt, "You are the most boring thing in this group. I even suspect drinking your blood would make me weaker."
Deadpool struck a comical defensive pose, his tone exaggerated, "Geez, that makes me think you might need some humor lessons. I'm the most flavorful guy in the entire Universe!"
"Shut up." Morlun said coldly, attacking instantly.
Deadpool dodged, while muttering, "Alright, then let's see who lasts longer."
Logan growled and swung his claws, saying coldly to Bella, "You'd better take your hounds and go back, I don't want to waste time."
Bella smiled faintly, patting the hounds beside her, "Time doesn't matter, but I enjoy the process of the hunt."
"Then you'll be disappointed." Logan roared and charged forward.
America stared at Jennix, raising an eyebrow, "A scientist against me, isn't that a bit unfair?"
Jennix pushed up his glasses, his tone icy, "My intelligence and technology far surpass your foolish strength."
"Then let's see." America swung her fist fiercely, and a huge energy fluctuation instantly erupted in the air.
Miles looked at Karn, his expression complex, "I've heard of you, but I don't know why you would help them."
Karn sneered, "The weak don't need to know the truth, you just need to know that you will die here today."
Miles took a deep breath, dodged Karn's first attack, and said calmly, "Then let me see how strong you are."
Peter and Solus stood face to face, Peter said in a low voice, "You look like the leader of the family? Why are you doing this?"
Solus's expression didn't waver in the slightest, his tone filled with oppressive power, "The destiny of the strong is to control everything, a tiny existence like you doesn't need to understand."
"Then I'll show you that tiny doesn't equal weak." Peter fired webs from both hands, quickly entering combat.
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