◇ I'll be dropping one bonus chapters for every 10 reviews.
◇ One bonus chapter will be released for every 100 Power Stones. or 500 Collections
◇ You can read 90 chapter ahead on P@treon of which 10 are free Chapters. if you're interested: patreon.com/Heroicverse
------------------------------------------------
However, what made Adrian Toomes extremely uneasy was that the individual constantly spreading Symbiotes into the cells clearly had malicious intentions.
Furthermore, the state of the Symbiotes he spread, after possessing humans, was quite different from what Adrian Toomes had seen on television.
Especially the strange red spiral mark on the face, no matter how he looked at it, it resembled the symbol of some cult.
However, just as Adrian Toomes was momentarily stunned, three other inmates in his cell suddenly let out a scream.
Three black Loyal Symbiotes instantly covered their thin and shriveled bodies like a surging tide.
Their original height of less than 1.7 meters instantly swelled to nearly three meters, their muscles bulged, and their skin emitted a strange metallic luster.
On their faces, around their eyes and noses, the same spiral-shaped red runes appeared as on the previously possessed prisoners.
"Bang—"
The sturdy cell door was no match for a prisoner who had transformed into a Symbiote Warrior, being kicked out of shape and flying away, the heavy iron door striking the wall with a dull, grating sound, raising a cloud of dust.
Then, the three prisoners possessed by the Loyal Symbiotes, as if guided by some mysterious force, completely ignored the shocked and dumbfounded Adrian Toomes behind them and rushed straight towards the other side of the corridor.
Their figures appeared both distorted and terrifying under the flickering lights.
Outside the cell, Eddie Brock's narrow, large eyes glanced at the panic-stricken Adrian Toomes, a wicked arc curving at the corner of his mouth.
Then, with a casual wave of his hand, a muddy Loyal Symbiote was flung out like black lightning.
"Damn it!!"
Seeing this, Adrian Toomes' heart suddenly clenched, his face filled with terror and rage.
He instinctively tried to dodge, his body darting to the side like a startled rabbit, attempting to avoid the incoming 'fatal threat'.
He definitely didn't want to become one of those 'man-eating' Symbiote monsters!
"Slap—"
The Loyal Symbiote traced a strange arc in the air, sticking to the wall like a thick puddle of mud.
But before Adrian Toomes could let out a sigh of relief and feel fortunate, the Loyal Symbiote extended countless tiny tentacles, like flexible and deadly little snakes, quickly adhering to his body.
In the blink of an eye, the Loyal Symbiote spread with astonishing speed, covering his entire body like a black tide.
Adrian Toomes felt as if his consciousness had fallen into a bottomless abyss, sinking into darkness.
His thoughts became chaotic, like tangled threads, and his body was no longer under his control, as if he was gradually becoming a puppet at someone's mercy.
However, perhaps due to his deep affection for his family, that warm attachment shining like a bright lamp in the darkness, or perhaps out of strong defiance against the injustice of fate, Adrian Toomes miraculously resisted the Loyal Symbiote's erosion of his consciousness.
And after being fully possessed, a pair of huge black wings materialized on his back, shaped exactly like the Mechanical Wings he had previously piloted.
However, these wings, mimicked by the Symbiote, emitted a strange metallic luster, and the power contained within them was clearly much stronger than that of the Mechanical Wings.
"Damn it, what… what have you done to me, you demon?!"
Feeling the seductive voice constantly 'playing' in his mind, Adrian Toomes opened his blood-red mouth, roaring hysterically, his face filled with anger and unwillingness.
He struggled against it with his tenacious consciousness while forcefully tearing at the Symbiote attached to his body, trying to break free from this evil bondage.
"Oh?!"
Eddie Brock, who had been focused on releasing the Loyal Symbiotes, couldn't help but show a hint of curiosity and surprise in his eyes when he noticed this sudden "anomaly," as if he had discovered a new World.
He hadn't expected there to be a lucky one?
Immediately, Eddie Brock used the power granted to him by Knull to peer into Adrian Toomes' memory fragments through the Loyal Symbiote.
When he learned that this lucky fellow was the Vulture who sold high-tech weapons on the streets of New York, the smile on his face grew even wider.
His highly uplifted lips stretched all the way to the back of his head, revealing a mouth full of sharp, jagged shark-like teeth, as if he had found an unexpected treasure, "I didn't expect such an unexpected gain this time…"
Then, looking at Adrian Toomes, who was still stubbornly resisting, his voice, like a demon's whisper, was full of temptation, "I am not a demon, I merely wish to free you from these cages."
"You criminals, deemed unstable by society, are worthless trash in the eyes of the public, and even after serving your sentences, the rest of your lives will still be spent in an atmosphere of violence and cunning, and your minds will be chaotic and oblivious for a long time…"
"Now, these Symbiotes I bestow upon you can make you strong while regaining your freedom, and re-obtaining new value and meaning in life. For you, this is an immense divine blessing!!"
"Trust me, stop struggling, it's useless… Soon you will experience true 'sweetness', that ultimate sensation only released in death!"
"Regarding this, I am an expert among experts, after all, I almost died several times before!"
"But fortunately, I experienced a treasure-filled journey into the abyss, an abyss created by My Lord Knull where there is no pain, no torment, and no self…"
"I have to admit, my previous understanding of this World was truly too narrow and lacking!"
"But now, everything has changed… I have received a roadmap from the gods, and as long as I can obtain the last missing Gene Code, I can personally liberate My Lord Knull with this 'gift'!!"
"However, to achieve this goal, I need many warriors to help me hunt Karl Merks at a crucial moment and retrieve that Gene Code from him."
"After that, I can help My Lord Knull bring the endless abyss to Earth, freeing all of humanity from pain and suffering… So, Adrian Toomes, do you like my plan?"
As he spoke, Eddie Brock had already completely controlled Adrian Toomes' consciousness through the Loyal Symbiote.
The latter's face also showed the same spiral-shaped red runes as the other prisoners possessed by the Loyal Symbiotes, as if marked with an exclusive evil brand.
"Hehe, Adrian Toomes, then next, you'll be the one to attract everyone else's attention first!!"
…
Soon, the entire prison plunged into an unprecedented chaos and terror.
The prisoners possessed by the Loyal Symbiotes were like maddened Beasts, opening their fanged, blood-filled mouths and emitting chilling, Beast-like roars, rampaging through the prison without restraint.
Wherever they went, tables and chairs were overturned, walls were cracked, leaving a scene of utter devastation.
They furiously attacked everything they encountered, whether uniformed prison guards or other inmates who had not been 'chosen' and had miraculously escaped, none could evade their claws and fangs.
The entire prison area was riddled with holes, blood flowed, pooling into dark red puddles on the ground, emitting a nauseating bloody stench, the entire prison seemed to have become a living hell.
…
A dozen minutes later.
When large numbers of military police arrived cautiously at the prison, the sight before them left them speechless with shock.
Their hands, which had been tightly gripping their weapons, trembled slightly, their faces filled with fear and disbelief.
Prison guard bodies lay scattered on the ground, their deaths extremely gruesome; their heads were all missing, and more than half of their spines were also gone, as if forcibly pulled out by an external force, brutally abnormal.
Blood flowed on the ground, soaking the surrounding area, and a strong scent of blood permeated the air.
However, what horrified everyone was that all the inmates in the cells of various sections had disappeared, as if they had vanished into thin air.
This large prison, capable of holding five thousand people, was completely empty in just a dozen minutes?!
The control room was also severely damaged, all equipment smashed to pieces, wires exposed, sparking and sizzling.
The police could not use the video to see what exactly happened there, clearly someone wanted to deliberately cover something up…
"Attention, all units, attention, I have found a suspicious target, possibly a suspect, on the roof of Building B-5 # on the north side of the prison, please come for support immediately!!"
At this moment, the military police who had arrived as reinforcements received a message from their communicators, and then everyone swarmed towards the north building.
At the same time, air support was called in, and the roar of helicopters echoed in the night sky, breaking the original silence.
Soon, guided by the searchlights hanging beneath the helicopters, a group of military police finally discovered the suspicious target on the roof of a building on the north side of the prison!
It was none other than Adrian Toomes, with wings on his back, covered in blood, and clutching a bloody human head.
Whether intentional or not, his face was not covered by the Symbiote, revealing a pale and bewildered expression.
Even though he was now enveloped by the helicopter's lights, he still stood on the building's rooftop, gazing into the dark night in the distance, lost in thought.
As if waiting for some command!
And the human head in his hand was precisely that of the warden of this prison… The wide-open eyes seemed to still be speaking of the fear before death.
"Don't move, put your hands up!!"
It wasn't until a large group of military police rushed onto the rooftop, aiming their various firearms at Adrian Toomes, that he seemed to awaken from a dream, recovering from his previous daze.
However, his eyes were filled with confusion and fear.
"I… how did I get here? Ah… what did I do?!"
Adrian Toomes looked at his blood-stained hands and the bloody human head in his grasp, and his eyes immediately showed a hint of panic.
Because he simply couldn't remember what he had done before?
His memory remained at the moment he was possessed by the Loyal Symbiote; as for what happened afterward… his consciousness had fallen into a blank space, as if someone had forcibly erased it.
However, facing the large number of military police gradually surrounding him, he knew that no matter how he explained, he would ultimately be scapegoated for the true culprit.
So he immediately steeled himself, dropped the human head in his hand, and the head rolled a few times on the ground, stopping at the feet of the military police.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he flapped his wings and flew into the sky, the sound of his wings beating like a howling gale.
"Damn it, don't let him escape!!"
A chaotic sound of gunfire immediately erupted on the rooftop, bullets raining down, leaving fleeting, meteor-like streaks in the air.
However, under the powerful defensive enhancement of the Symbiote, bullets striking Adrian Toomes' body caused no damage whatsoever, as if hitting hard steel.
He controlled the wings on his back, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished into the dark night, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded military police.
…
The next morning.
A shocking revelation from The Daily Bugle exploded like a bombshell in every corner of New York City.
— The news of nearly five thousand inmates collectively disappearing from Ravencroft Prison quickly hit the front page, with major media outlets reprinting and reporting it.
For a time, the entire New York City was plunged into an atmosphere of panic and unease; the "Ravencroft Disappearance Incident" caused great anxiety among all New York City residents.
Even the usually congested intersections and subway stations during rush hour now saw few pedestrians.
If there were any, most were hurrying, their eyes either worried or fearful, constantly scanning their surroundings, as if guarding against some danger.
Many shop owners on the streets chose to keep their doors locked that day, fearing that the missing inmates might suddenly appear and bring disaster upon them.
On buses, in subway stations, and in alleys, almost everyone was whispering about this terrible event, their voices filled with fear and unease…