The armored knight's attacks ca like a storm.
Fast.
Violent.
Relentless.
Since becoming Spider-Man, Peter Parker had never experienced a fight this brutal before. He could not even get close to the enemy, much less challenge him head-on. Every instinct scread at him to avoid the spear's reach at all costs.
His spider-sense detonated with warning signals.
Peter rolled away just in ti to avoid a lightning-fast thrust.
But the instant the attack missed, the knight twisted the spear mid-motion and transford the stab into a sweeping strike.
Spider-Man was launched sideways.
He crashed through two parked cars before finally stopping.
Then Spider-Gwen dropped from above.
Landing directly in the knight's path, she crossed both arms defensively.
She did not fully understand what was happening, but she understood one thing clearly enough.
If this armored lunatic kept going, the newly appeared Spider-Man was absolutely going to get killed.
The spear shifted slightly.
The knight had no intention whatsoever of talking.
His armored boot slamd into the ground, cracking the pavent apart as he burst forward. Yet before even reaching Gwen, the knight swung the spear horizontally from several ters away.
A beam-like shockwave exploded outward.
At the sa ti, a repulsor blast collided against it, sending violent pressure waves and dust across the street.
Tony Stark descended from the sky in his newest nanotech armor and landed beside the still-recovering Spider-Man.
His tone carried equal parts exhaustion and annoyance.
"I go out for one burger and sohow find you getting folded in the middle of the street again, kid."
Tony glanced at Peter.
"Honestly, I should install actual combat training into your suit. Pajama Baby can't keep surviving on vibes forever."
The newest nanotech armor?
Drex Valen watched the scene unfold with obvious interest.
A Lothric Knight from Dark Souls versus Marvel superheroes.
And not even the normal Marvel world anymore.
This universe had already been modified and strengthened by Drex himself.
Could they actually beat the knight?
anwhile, the people on the battlefield definitely were not thinking about it that casually.
A glancing hit from the spear had already ripped away chunks of flesh.
A kick had shattered ribs.
The kind of combat power that normally let them fight monsters and lunatics suddenly felt aningless against this knight.
Approaching without weapons under that terrifying spear pressure was practically suicide.
Clang!
Sparks exploded.
Tony's energy pulse missed.
The counterattack ca instantly.
The rust-covered spear swept across Iron Man's armor and tore through the nanotech plating like fabric. A massive gash opened across the suit, and Tony himself was launched backward by the impact.
"Damn it! I'm building a new suit the second I get ho!"
Tony gritted his teeth from the pain while the nanomachines hurriedly flowed over the damaged section to repair it.
Then he watched Spider-Gwen and Peter charge the Lothric Knight again.
"Use ranged attacks, you lunatics!" Tony shouted. "You're not winning in lee! Pajama Baby, get back here!"
Jarvis had already given its combat analysis.
Direct close-range suppression: impossible.
To defeat this thing head-on required absurd levels of martial skill.
Tony relied mostly on Jarvis-assisted combat programs.
Peter fought through instinct and spider-sense-fueled improvisation.
Spider-Gwen was not exactly a disciplined martial artist either.
None of them had real technique.
They could not win in a duel.
They could not win through teamwork.
So what exactly were they supposed to do here?
"...Jarvis. Divert all remaining energy to the chest reactor."
Like an Ultraman hitting the final warning tir, the arc reactor on Tony's chest erupted with blinding light.
The target lock centered on the Lothric Knight, who was treating Spider-Gwen and Spider-Man like children flailing around during recess.
"Move! I'm firing the big one!"
A colossal beam of energy roared forward like a city-killing laser.
But the Lothric Knight reacted imdiately.
The spear spun like a hurricane.
The webbing fired from Peter's multi-web shooters was ripped apart by the violent winds.
At the sa ti, the knight punched forward with his left fist and smashed into the shield.
The impact had barely landed before he hooked the shield with his foot and dragged Spider-Gwen directly in front of him.
"Oh, co on! Why do I always get teammates like this?!"
Tony cursed and jerked the beam sideways at the last second.
The blast veered away from Gwen and instead obliterated a storefront down the street.
But right then, the Lothric Knight suddenly crouched low.
His leg swept outward, knocking Spider-Gwen flat onto the pavent.
At the sa ti, the spear swung upward and blasted Tony Stark away again.
Then the knight discarded the shield entirely.
Dragging the spear behind him, he began slowly walking toward them.
The blade scraped across the ground, throwing sparks into the air.
Heavy pressure spread outward in every direction.
Drex looked profoundly disappointed.
The three of them were really taking turns getting humiliated by a single Lothric Knight.
Its raw stats honestly were not even that outrageous.
The knight was winning purely through overwhelmingly refined combat skill.
Fortunately, Hulk and the others arrived at that mont.
The Lothric Knight was powerful, but there was no way it could withstand that level of overwhelming force forever. Before long, it was beaten down and naturally degraded away.
Next ti, Drex thought, maybe he would throw out a Demon Prince.
Or a Great Demon.
Maybe an enchanted warrior.
Or even a Champion of Khorne for fun.
Drex stretched lazily.
Back at ho, Angel Yan sat quietly on the windowsill.
The pair of white wings behind her gave her an almost unreal beauty, like sothing detached from the mortal world entirely.
Those wings had not been easy to create.
Drex had spent a very long ti searching for the genes of angel-type mutants.
Among mutants, there were angelic variants and demonic variants. So resembled angels, others devils.
Nightcrawler, Azazel, and Mystique all belonged to the demonic branch.
Angel-type mutants, naturally, were the opposite.
Long ago, the two mutant bloodlines had once fought each other openly. At the ti, ordinary humans mistook it for a war between angels and demons.
The myths survived long after the truth disappeared.
Of course, this world technically did not have mutants.
The latent X-gene existed, but lacked whatever catalyst was needed to awaken it.
Which also ruled out the possibility that this was a universe where Scarlet Witch had rewritten reality to erase mutants entirely.
If that had happened, most superpowered humans would have vanished too, and the X-gene would not exist at all.
Thankfully, this universe's Wade Wilson was still just a normal rcenary.
Because if one day he suddenly showed up wearing a ridiculously loud red bodysuit and acting like an unhinged cartoon character, Drex would imdiately go find the Ancient One and work with her to throw Deadpool into another universe where he could bother soone else.
He absolutely would.
Deadpool was way too uncontrollable.
Unfortunately, every parallel universe possessed its own set of Infinity Stones.
That made Drex's dream of using the Space Stone to travel across realities mostly impossible.
The Infinity Stones from one universe beca useless in another.
If he left using his own universe's Stones, he might never co back.
A single universe could not support two functioning sets of Infinity Stones simultaneously.
Still...
If he sohow managed to jump into the movie universe instead?
Drex would probably wake up laughing every morning.
Angel Yan turned when she saw him return.
Then she smiled.
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