On the big screen, Spider-Man's close-up was still being broadcast. With the cameraman's deliberate framing, the little spider looked tall and heroic.
The cheers of the onlookers echoed above Times Square.
With Spider-Man holding the line, the people who had been panicking and fleeing switched into spectator mode. All kinds of vicious curses were now aimed squarely at Max.
Not the slightest worry about detonating this ticking time bomb.
At this moment, Spider-Man's radiant image and the pitiful Max formed a stark contrast, making Max feel as if he had fallen into hell.
In Max's eyes, Spider-Man's actions were nothing short of betrayal.
When grievances pile up to a certain point, they turn into anger. What's more, Max's newly transformed body was already brimming with violent energy.
"Liar! Die!"
Max finally launched an attack on the former light in his heart, Spider-Man.
Frenzied electric currents surged from the ground toward Spider-Man.
Peter quickly flipped to dodge the attack, but the current had already conducted through the ground into the metal handrails.
The most dangerous ones were clearly the people standing on the steps.
With his spider-sense fully activated, the movement of everything around him instantly slowed in Peter's eyes.
Using his last remaining web-shooter, he pulled off an extreme maneuver just before danger struck: He pressed his left hand over the web-shooter's outlet. The webs sprayed out in all directions under pressure, just in time to yank back everyone who was about to be electrocuted to death.
Electro's attacks came one after another, blasting crater after crater behind Spider-Man.
Peter rolled through the air, fired a web, and yanked up a fire hydrant, hurling it at Electro.
Clang! Bzzzt!
Both of them were sent flying by the other's attack.
In midair, Peter's body went stiff from the paralysis of the electric current, and he could only let inertia slam him toward the roadside.
At that moment, Peter felt a powerful hand steady him from behind.
It was Corin.
Corin watched as Electro, who had been about to cooperate obediently after Peter's persuasion, had his emotions completely detonated by that itchy-trigger-finger shot from a sniper.
These cops really know how to provide top-tier assists.
'Just how desperate are they to score merit points, get promoted, and get a raise?'
Seeing the little spider flying backward toward him, Corin casually gave him a hand.
Once Peter regained his balance, he saw the familiar face and felt both shocked and delighted.
'Great!'
'It's Mr. Silver Duke!'
"Sir? What are you doing here?"
There was a trace of excitement in his voice.
He did not know whether his performance just now had been passable in Mr. Silver Duke's eyes. Feeling a bit awkward, he looked at Corin and subconsciously hid the damaged web-shooter behind his back.
He instantly forgot that he was still in the middle of a fight.
Come on, with Mr. Silver Duke here, was Electro even a problem anymore?
Corin found Peter's reaction amusing.
That bowl of motivational he had given him back then had not been wasted. The kid seemed to respect him even more now.
Thinking about it, it had been a while since they last met. The little spider seemed to have grown quite a bit.
Still holding Peter, Corin patted him on the back. Considering there were too many people around, he did not call Peter by name, "Little spider, it's a long story. Are you okay?"
Corin's presence instantly gave Peter confidence. Hearing Mr. Silver Duke's friendly concern, Peter almost wanted to tell him everything that had happened recently, "I'm fine, sir. Lately I've been investigating what happened to my parents back then. Oh, right, I'm also planning to confess to Gwen."
Before he could finish speaking, darkness fell before everyone's eyes.
———
With no one holding him back, Electro Max was smashed by the fire hydrant Peter had swung with full force straight into an advertising screen.
He then grabbed two thick power cables and jammed them into his chest, beginning to frantically absorb all the surrounding electricity.
All the billboards in Times Square instantly went dark from lack of power. What had been the brightest corner of the city plunged into pitch-black darkness.
After a powerful surge of energy, surrounding buildings suffered extensive damage from the shockwave, with all kinds of construction materials raining down from above.
The onlookers instantly switched back to escape mode, screaming as they fled in all directions. The transition was incredibly smooth.
And at this moment, Electro had evolved into Electro Pro. Ultra-blue Electro.
With his energy off the charts, he floated in midair under the effect of the electric field, like a god.
Bzz! Crackle!
Electric light poured from both hands as he unleashed powerful lightning, launching indiscriminate attacks on the people on the street who had just mocked and cursed him.
Peter's words were cut short by the sudden turn of events. Looking at the figure standing in the air, the little spider quickly thought about how to deal with him.
At this time, a gigantic umbrella was floating above Corin's head.
Sensing that a huge advertising frame knocked loose by the energy shock was about to crash down on him, Corin activated magnetic control and casually pinched the frame into a giant umbrella.
Not for anything else. The fire hydrant Peter had just broken was now blasting a several-meter-high column of water, nearly soaking Corin.
He fixed the falling debris in midair while also blocking this wave of artificial rainfall.
Peter had never seen anything like this before. Looking at the gigantic metal umbrella that also covered him, the little spider froze.
"Oh my god! Mr. Silver Duke, that's so strong!"
Seeing Electro on the other side of the street already starting to get barbecued, Corin noticed Peter was still staring off into space at the umbrella.
He nudged the little spider with his elbow, "Smell anything?"
Peter snapped out of it like waking from a dream. Hearing Corin's question, he looked confused, "What smell?"
Two black lines fell across Corin's face. He pointed across the street.
"The smell of barbecue. On the civilians…"
Only then did Peter realize that while he had been spacing out, Max had already started taking revenge on the crowd.
"F**k!"
As Peter rushed out, he heard Corin's reminder. His eyes lit up, and he turned and ran in another direction.
"I wonder if the glowing guy would short-circuit if he got a bit wet."
Watching the little spider change direction and sprint toward a fire truck, Corin nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad. College student, quick on the uptake."
———
"Taste this, one hundred thousand volts!"
The surging energy seemed inexhaustible. Max felt like he was Thor himself now, lightning pouring from his hands without restraint.
The thrill of revenge washed over the humiliation in his heart again and again with every bolt of lightning.
At this moment, Max wanted to shout at the top of his lungs, "Ahhhhh!"
Yes, he shouted, but it was not satisfying at all.
A sudden burst of high-pressure water instantly threw the violent energy inside him into chaos.
He short-circuited.
Plop!
Paralyzed all over, he crashed to the ground. Turning his head with difficulty, Max saw a scene that made him want to spit blood.
Wearing a firefighter's helmet, Spider-Man was humming as he stood at the front of the line, holding a high-pressure water hose and continuously spraying him.
That relaxed, cheerful demeanor was like he was casually putting out nothing more than a pile of burning trash.
Max's self-esteem was brutally wounded by Spider-Man once again…
"Spider-Man…"
Seeing the little spider successfully deal with Electro, a large number of police officers swarmed in and wrapped Max up like a giant dumpling using insulating materials.
When the surrounding onlookers saw the bad guy defeated, they spontaneously offered enthusiastic applause and cheers, with the occasional loud whistle mixed in.
"Did you see that? Spider-Man is amazing!"
"Worthy of being a superhero…"
"Spider-Man seemed to be talking to someone earlier. By the way, did you see that umbrella in the air?"
"I saw it. I almost didn't believe my eyes."
"Incredible…"
———
Corin felt it was about time to head back. Going downstairs for a stroll and getting to enjoy a visual spectacle like this put him in a pretty good mood overall.
As for Peter, Corin did not plan to say hello. Wasn't he being surrounded by media reporters right now.
The kid trusted him so much. Helping him out once on a whim was only reasonable.
At that moment, Corin's phone rang.
Nick Fury's distinctive voice came through the receiver, ["Cockroach, my friend. Interested in taking a trip to New Mexico?"]
'A commission?'
Corin's first thought was that S.H.I.E.L.D. was coming to him for help again.
"Oh? Director, did you run into some trouble?"
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