"Don't..."
Watching Muse approach with the bleeding limb, Andrea desperately wriggled backward.
Her body was trembling.
Whoever it is, please come save me!
"Why do you refuse?" Muse asked, not quite understanding. "Why do you say no?"
"You will become a part of my great art. This is a good thing." Beneath his fearful expression, his voice was gentle.
He truly couldn't comprehend why anyone would refuse such a glorious and magnificent achievement.
He kept approaching Andrea, thinking about where best to sew this hand onto her, when Ben arrived.
"Your shamelessness truly surprises me."
Even though Ben had been mentally prepared, stepping into this space still shocked him.
Hundreds of people were piled together; it was like Muse's slaughterhouse, with blood and chunks of flesh everywhere.
To be honest, Ben didn't consider himself a good person, and he wasn't acting to save anyone this time.
But seeing the hellish scene before him, he still felt a surge of anger.
Fortunately, he hadn't brought Peter with him. Otherwise, the impact of this scene on Peter would likely have been too severe.
Ben's unexpected intrusion made Muse instantly wary, and it also brought hope to Andrea.
"Spider-Man!"
Her eyes filled with tears as she shouted.
Although Ben was wearing his advanced battle suit, and it was colored blue and black, in the dimly lit sewer, there wasn't much of a visual difference.
This made him realize that his suit didn't have much in the way of distinguishing features.
But he wasn't concerned about that right now.
What concerned him more was Muse.
This person made him feel hollow; as the other stood there, all his senses felt like they were being consumed and devoured.
He was like something approaching the Void itself.
"You know nothing of my art!" Muse said coldly.
He didn't actually take Ben seriously.
In this era, superpowered individuals weren't as common as they would be later. He thought Ben was just a normal person in a strange outfit, like that so-called Daredevil.
Therefore, instead of surrendering, he attacked Ben.
He raised his left hand, and a throwing knife immediately flew towards Ben's face—
"Swish!"
Ben quickly ducked, dodging the attack.
Since he knew his Spider-Sense was ineffective from the start, Ben had been extremely vigilant.
The next moment, Muse grabbed a saw and swung it at Ben!
Honestly, his movements were very slow in Ben's eyes.
He sidestepped the attack, and the next moment, his arm had grabbed Muse's wrist and gently twisted.
"Crack!"
Tens of tons of force snapped the other's arm!
Losing an arm in the first exchange, it wasn't just Muse who was surprised, but even Ben.
He had originally thought the enemies Peter encountered were much stronger.
Turns out, Is this it?
With his arm broken, Muse showed no expression of pain. He didn't even make a sound, as if Ben hadn't twisted his arm but a dry branch.
No pain?
Ben frowned.
And while he wasn't paying attention, the blood splattered from Muse's arm landed on the surface of the Little Broken Watch.
[Detected defective gene, do you wish to repair it?]
"Gene defect?"
He looked down in surprise, saw the bloodstain on his watch, and then looked back at Muse.
So, this guy before him had become the monster he was because of a genetic defect.
However, he had no intention of healing him.
"I'm not interested in your art," Ben said with a smile.
"Art, art, art all day, who do you think you are, some little mustache guy?"
"However, I am quite interested in the defective genes that make you exist."
He couldn't be bothered to listen to the ramblings of a madman. With a raise of his hand, he shot out a strand of spider silk, sticking the Muse's feet as he tried to escape.
Then, he leaped lightly and stomped on the Muse's back.
"Alright, tell me, who exactly are you?"
A few minutes later, Ben knew everything he wanted to know.
"Inhuman?"
Getting information from the Muse was easier than he expected. The pervert didn't care about any of that.
All he cared about was his art. Unfortunately, Ben had already broken his arm, making it impossible for him to create anymore.
Ben had heard of the Inhumans before.
This race was very similar to mutants; both were products born from external interference.
He just hadn't expected that the Little Broken Watch would mistake their abilities for genetic defects.
Whether they were defects or evolution, he was still very interested in the Inhuman genes.
That being said, he didn't actually plan on letting the other party live.
The Muse would have been a good subject for experimentation and observation, but Ben had nowhere to detain him right now.
"Although people always escape from the Void Zero Realm, it seems I really need to build one..."
Not to imprison criminals, but to research some special ones.
It was ironic.
In the end, Ben killed the Muse and took a large amount of Inhuman blood from him.
The morbid madman who painted with human blood had now received the same retribution.
Andrea, not far away, watched the scene in horror.
She didn't know Spider-Man could be so brutal. Even though Ben had saved her, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Fortunately, she wasn't completely heartless.
"Thank you for saving us, Mr. Spider-Man," she said quickly.
"You're welcome."
Putting away the Inhuman blood in his hand, Ben glanced at Andrea and didn't say much.
Instead, he had Eunice call her mother, Councilwoman Andrea.
He couldn't reveal his identity to a councilwoman. In this situation, it was best for Eunice to make contact with her first via an encrypted phone.
When he needed her, he would contact her through Eunice's number.
Then, Ben left.
Not long after, he returned to Primus and sealed the blood in the lowest level of the cold storage.
"Alright, that's finally done, Eunice," Ben said, clapping his hands, then looking up.
"Book me a flight to New Mexico."
—
A short while ago.
At S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
"Are you alright, Captain?"
Nick stood by the hospital bed, looking at Steve, who had just woken up, and asked.
"I'm alright..."
Steve said, full of shame.
He hadn't expected that after just waking up, the first enemy he encountered would nearly send him to the afterlife.
"Times have really changed," he sighed, unable to say the rest.
"I spent millions of dollars buying the Self-Healing Serum from Osborn to pull you back from the brink of Death, and it wasn't so I could listen to you talk so dejectedly, Mr. Captain."
Fury said as he took out a stack of documents.
"There's a new mission here. I think you should give it a try?"
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