In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 684: Whirring, Whirring, Whirring (2)

Spider-Sense, a truly miraculous ability. Developed to its utmost, it could even morph into a skill of prophecy. Schiller had never pondered where exactly this ability originated.

It seed like a contrivance thought up on a whim by the writers, but the comics had also hinted that Spider-Man's origins were tied to the Spider Totem. Therefore, this power was likely bestowed upon its chosen apostles by the Spider Totem itself.

Through the Grey Mist, Schiller realized that the peculiar sounds he had heard were soone reaching out to him via Spider-Sense. Moreover, that enigmatic voice inford him that by using Spider-Sense to communicate with the Spider Totem, he could travel to the mysterious location she had ntioned.

Schiller wasn't Spider-Man; he wasn't chosen by the Spider Totem, nor had he been bitten by a radioactive spider. He had rely replicated a rudintary version of the Spider-Sense ability through the system. This diluted skill, a downgrade from Peter Parker’s Spider-Sense, lacked the feature of prophecy and could only anticipate danger in the very imdiate future.

Hence, Schiller was uncertain if this watered-down Spider-Sense could establish a connection with the Spider Totem, but it mattered not - he decided to give it a try.

ditation was not a challenge for Schiller, but he was clueless about what the Spider Totem actually was since the voice had not elaborated. So, he ditated based on his own understanding.

To Schiller, a spider’s greatest asset wasn’t its strength but rather its web, an embodint of orderly beauty. This organic structure, born of instinct, possessed an aesthetic of patterns and regularity that humans could admire. It was indeed rare. Furthermore, the image of the spider's web often symbolized entrapnt.

As Schiller once ntioned to Peter, in their society, all forms of human connections could beco pivotal leverage points. This vast network, woven by social engineering, was more representative of Schiller’s concept of the spider.

These thoughts spread through his mind, and that faint sound echoed once more, causing Schiller's breaths and heartbeat to unconsciously synchronize with the rhythms of his inner Spider-Sense.

Soon, he saw a pathway, at the end of which was a shining light. Schiller walked this path, and as he approached the light, he sensed an invisible barrier before him.

However, as his Spider-Sense humd, Schiller seamlessly passed through this barrier. He proceeded along the path toward the light and upon his arrival, found himself in a large hall.

It was brightly lit, and before the glow dissipated, Schiller saw shadows of nurous individuals milling about.

As he landed, a familiar voice exclaid, "Oh my gosh, he's here! He's here! Let see... The newcor is... Hey, wait a minute, he's not Peter Parker!"

When the light faded, Schiller unsurprisingly found himself surrounded by a multitude of Spider-n.

Leading them was the one Schiller recognized most - the iconic figure featured in countless comics, movies, and animations. The classic red and blue-clad combatant who could scale walls, shoot webs, and was sowhat of a chatterbox, stood before him.

Honestly, Schiller felt sowhat alienated from this portrayal of Spider-Man, as the Peter Parker he interacted with rarely appeared in this guise.

Most of the ti, he wore a hoodie and carried a backpack, either coming from Stark Tower's laboratory or directly from school. Upon entering Hell's Kitchen's clinic, he would cheerfully greet Pikachu before they dashed off to the arcade machines.

To Schiller, this Peter was just a kid, but the Spider-Man before him was clearly not. He was more muscular and stood about 3-4 centiters taller than the Peter Schiller knew.

The combat suit was classic, the talkative nature spot on, and even the astonished expression, complete with mismatched eye sizes, was identical to the comics.

Then, a woman in a black and white spider suit, wearing a red mask, approached. She looked at Schiller with confusion and mumbled to herself, "...It’s impossible that I made a mistake. Only those with Spider-Sense could receive my ssage through it..."

This voice was unmistakable, the sa one that had called Schiller. To confirm, Schiller looked at her and asked, "Did you call just now?"

The woman in the red mask paused, gently touching her black hair before replying, "You did receive the Spider-Sense communication. Welco, the new Spider-Man."

"Hey, buddy, I'm Peter Parker, code-nad Spider-Man. What's your code na? ...Don't be so nervous. Sure, we have a lot of Peter Parkers here, but we also have folks who aren't Peter. Take Gwen here, and Miles. They're not Peter, but they're Spider-Man. You're not an exception. What's your relationship with your world's Peter? Any special powers?"

The leading Spider-Man bombarded him with questions. Schiller knew he was the well-known Amazing Spider-Man, but he ignored him, focusing instead on the woman with the red mask. He asked, "Who are you?"

"My code na is Silk," she replied.

The Amazing Spider-Man added, "Correct, the beautiful Miss Silk here has an amplified Spider-Sense, allowing her to connect with Spider-n from various dinsions. That's how she found . I was pretty spooked when she first ca, thinking they might be bad guys. But everyone here is super friendly, so you've got no reason to feel nervous, newbie..."

Schiller extended his hand, halting the Amazing Spider-Man's flood of words. He turned to Silk again, asking, "Was it you who called ?"

Silk twirled a strand of her hair around her finger, nodding emotionlessly. At that mont, her expression shifted to one of alarm, and she rapidly retreated.

In an instant, in the center of the room, a bright full moon erged, and two massive arcs of silvery light shot from where Schiller had landed, heading straight for Silk.

Silk withdrew at high speed, rolling on the spot to evade the slashes. As she landed, she saw her reflection in the gleam of the blade's edge. In a flash, the silvery sheen spread from the blade to Schiller's entire body.

Bathed in moonlight, Schiller made an aggressive approach. Silk leaped into the air, sorsaulted forward with a powerful twist at her waist, and shot a strand of web to the ground. She flipped over Schiller's overhead assault, using her web to aid her landing and dodge another gleam of a blade.

"Hey! Hey! What's the deal?!" Amazing Spider-Man yelled out, "Stop! Newcor! What are you doing?! Why are you attacking Silk?!"

By now, a full-blown brawl had erupted in the hall. Several figures dressed in spider suits fought alongside Silk, battling against the moonlit Schiller.

A Spider-Man in a black and red suit charged towards Schiller at high speed. Schiller's mories of the Spider Space started to resurface—this must be Kaine Spider-Man, a clone of Spider-Man.

As Schiller leaped to evade Kaine Spider-Man's assault, Gwen Spider-Woman, in her white hooded suit, also launched her attack. She agilely maneuvered between the pillars, her feet and hands sticking to the ceiling as she fired webs to disrupt Schiller's gaze.

The British Spider-Man, sporting a suit resembling the U.K. flag, joined in, attempting a mid-air roundhouse kick aid to topple Schiller. However, with a silver flash of moonlight, Schiller vanished and reappeared, his massive blade once again blocking Silk's escape path.

Seeing this, Amazing Spider-Man swung forward, shouting for a ceasefire while attempting a flying kick at Schiller.

Spider-Man 2099, in his deep blue and red-striped suit, leaped from above, gliding down with a fist stretched out. Schiller sprang up, using the pillars in the hall to change direction mid-air and avoid the attack.

The most brightly dressed Spider-Woman soared high, attempting a split jump, but Schiller sidestepped her as well.

As Amazing Spider-Man swung mid-air, he yelled at Gwen Spider-Woman, "Silk has brought a huge problem upon us! I knew she got the wrong person!"

"I couldn't have gotten the wrong person!" Silk shouted while dodging slashes from Schiller's blade. "That Space showed signs of Morlun's intrusion, yet Spider-Man still exists there. It ans the Spider-Man of that Space, like you, has defeated the Inheritors!"

"Don't say that," Spider-Woman interjected. "Contacting his Space was a decision we all agreed upon, believing the Spider-Man there would be as strong as you."

"Oh, yes! But he's now overly strong!" Amazing Spider-Man hollered, rolling to evade another blade swing. "And he's gone mad!"

"I can feel he ans us no harm," British Spider-Man asserted. "But why is he after Silk??"

"How should I know! The Inheritors also love troubling Silk. Are they allies or what?" Amazing Spider-Man retorted.

At that mont, Spider-Girl chid in, "This guy is so strange! What kind of energy is he using? I've never seen it before. Is he really Spider-Man?"

"Absolutely correct!" Silk responded. "So far, I can still connect with his Spider-Sense. If he has a Spider-Sense, he's Spider-Man. We're all the sa!"

"Quick, I can't hold on much longer!" British Spider-Man yelled. He had been dodging and providing cover for Silk's escape, relying on his agile movents to avoid getting hit.

"I think we should talk to him!" Spider-Man 2099 suggested. "We're all Spider-Man, why fight like this? At least, we should understand why he's attacking us?!"

"I think we should beat him up! He's way too arrogant. God, he destroyed my research equipnt!"

"And my bag, it has my new suit. Quick, lead him away, don't let him get near there..."

"The load-bearing wall! Get him away, Silk, run the other way! If that wall collapses, we'll all be buried!"

"My heavens, don't let him hit that pillar, British Spider-Man, what are you doing? Why did you kick ?!"

"I didn't! Spider-woman did it!"

"Oh, who then? Stop pulling my cape! Spider-Man, you're settling personal scores!"

"You kicked first, to get back at for sneaking your cake. I know it, even though Gwen had a slice too, but you don’t go after her. You’re the most biased Spider-Man here!"

"What do you an, 'your cake'? Aunt May made that cake, and it should be mine. I'm also Spider-Man. I only had a small bite; 2099 ate the whole piece!"

"You're framing ! I'm on a diet, why would I sneak cake? It looks like retaliation for her breaking your remote. She saw you there and still kicked towards it. I saw it!"

"You're the one framing ..."

"I didn't break your remote!"

"That cake was supposed to be mine..."

"Whose spider web is this?! It's tangled with mine, and there's a dead knot..."

[Guys, I cant really say if its really Silk as per raws, just let know if you know sothing in comnts.]