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Chapter 20: The Darkened Spider-Man Doesn't Want to Do Missions Anymore

Neon lights at night.

The top of the Empire State Building.

Spider-Man, dressed in red and blue, climbs the antenna tower and looks down at the city that shines like stars.

"Wow, the view from the top of the mountain is amazing."

At the mountaintop, Mark's view revealed forests, towns, the location of the Witcher Guild, and the Church of Holy Light.

As for the Kingdom of Locke, it's just a city that's a bit larger than those towns.

In the Holy Light Continent, so-called kingdoms are nothing more than this.

Thinking it over, Mark glanced at the mission interface.

He can't take on any other tasks since his current task isn't completed.

This game is getting a bit unrealistic.

With that in mind, he summoned Bruce, intending to continue exploring the Holy Light Continent.

He needs to know which places are more likely to have demons.

He clicked on Bruce's summon icon.

[Hint: Bruce is on his way...]

mark:"........"

This was the first time he had used a summoning skill.

This game is just too realistic.

This is a complete waste of players' time!

"Woof!"

Finally, he heard Bruce roar.

Mark turned around and saw Bruce running towards him, drooling.

"Good job, Bruce, come into my arms!" He clapped at Bruce.

"Woof!"

Bruce leaped over and nestled into Mark's arms.

Strangely, Bruce didn't say a word today.

"Gagaga, perfect host, we meet again."

At the foot of the antenna tower, Gwen's body collapsed to the ground, and she fell into a coma.

The black liquid adhered to the red and blue figures, instantly turning them black.

It was incredibly excited.

I never expected to smell Spider-Man's scent just by going out for a stroll.

This woman has a very deep connection with Spider-Man.

Yes, that must be it.

However... he felt that this perfect man seemed a little off.

This guy's power has now been fully released, unlike the sealed state he was in during the day.

"Oh, I see, you must be a nocturnal animal." Venom grinned wickedly.

Mark touched his head. "Strange, my scalp is a little itchy. Maybe I should wash my hair."

He slapped the demon's face away, and the black liquid reformed into a black spider mask.

"Bruce, I saw something fun in the Kingdom of Rock today, let me show you."

With that, he grabbed the black Bruce and leaped off the mountaintop.

At the Empire State Building, the black Spider-Man swung down, then flew in an arc and landed on the curtain wall of the opposite skyscraper.

Under the neon lights, the smooth, mirror-like glass curtain wall reflects a strong, black body.

The black, inverted triangular eyes had turned grayish-white, and the violence and darkness that originally belonged to Venom were completely suppressed by a strange power.

This further frustrated Venom.

In the past, anything that was parasitized by it would expose the darkest part of its heart.

But this guy is different.

He didn't want to do the mission anymore.

I just want to have fun with Bruce.

The black-clad Spider-Man traversed through the city's skyscrapers, finally arriving at the church's bell tower.

Beneath the giant bell at the very top of the clock tower, Mark pointed to the bronze-colored bell and said:

"Look, Bruce, this is the oldest musical instrument in the Kingdom of Rock. I saw it from afar when I went to treat His Highness the Prince today, and I want to share this big toy with you."

venom:"????"

Roc Kingdom?

Your Highness?

What on earth is this guy talking about?

Oh, I remember now.

In Gwen's memory, this guy was a patient.

It doesn't matter, as long as we are strong.

Patients are also human beings, and they are entitled to possess the power of a symbiotic entity.

Symbiotes only discriminate against the weak, not the strong.

"Hahaha, perfect man, it seems you've accepted the great Venom." Venom was very happy.

But soon, he lost his joy.

Because the mysterious Witcher is about to collaborate with Bruce on a song.

"Bruce, let's have some fun!"

The black-clad Spider-Man clenched his fist and slammed it into the giant bell.

"Thump~~~"

In an instant, a tremendous sound erupted, and an invisible wave of sound swept outwards.

The deep, resonant sound of the bell was incredibly jarring to Venom's ears.

"Huh!!!"

In an instant, the black liquid twisted wildly, and the venom's painful roars echoed throughout the clock tower.

"No!!"

"Stop it, man!"

"Hmm~~"

"Thump~"

Another loud bang, and Mark struck the giant bell, his face full of enjoyment.

"Bruce, did you hear that?"

"Damn it, why are you doing this to me?!" Venom roared.

Mark smiled broadly and closed his eyes to enjoy the moment.

"Did you hear that? That's the musical talent of a Witcher."

"My cells are about to break down!!" Venom wailed, writhing in agony.

"Well done, Bruce. It seems you appreciate my music."

"Stop right now!"

"Okay, Bruce, let me show you the perfect pitch of a music school dropout."

"Thump~"

"ah!!"

As a piercing hiss echoed through the night sky, the black liquid collapsed and disintegrated one after another.

It finally gave up on the most perfect man, turning into a shadow and disappearing into the clock tower.

It returned to the Empire State Building, back to Gwen's body.

"Blues, you don't like this style of music?"

Mark looked disappointed when he saw that Bruce had no musical talent whatsoever.

He stopped what he was doing, then looked around, his face somewhat blank.

"What am I doing here?"

He cursed under his breath, then raised his hand and clicked "Exit Game".

He had to go back to prepare the prince's treatment plan.

The great Witcher only wants to complete the mission!

-

Osborne Building.

"Ugh!! Damn it, who's ringing the bell at this hour?!"

In the office, Norman was fuming and cursing.

On the table are company documents that have not been processed for a long time.

Yes, he's still working overtime.

Perhaps aggravated the wound in his abdomen, a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he got up to turn on the switch on the wall.

"Click..."

The bookshelves on the wall slid down, revealing a passageway leading to darkness.

He walked into the passage and soon arrived at a secluded room.

The various experimental equipment in the room were neatly arranged.

Professor Kurt was no longer dressed as a down-on-his-luck vagrant.

He is preparing his own regeneration potion.

Upon seeing Norman appear, Professor Kurt put down what he was doing.

"Are you here to spy on me?" he asked, his face displeased.

Norman shook his head. "No, I want you to help me with the company documents. I can't handle it by myself."

Professor Kurt looked at him like he was an idiot.

"I don't understand business."

"I don't understand either."

Norman looked troubled. "Only the other Norman would understand."

He was referring to another personality within the body.

Professor Kurt chuckled. "Then let him out."

Norman sneered, "Impossible. If he comes out, he'll ruin our plans."

"But your plan seems to just be to get me to produce more regenerative agents."

Professor Kurt continued, his tone displeased, "Although you helped me get rid of those annoying agents, I am not your employee."

For better cooperation, I need to know your true plans.

Norman hadn't intended to hide it in the first place.