As Darian's voice faded, the Spider Battle Suit on him suddenly vanished, switching back to the GANTZ Reinforced Suit.
Following that, he slowly raised his hand and covered his face with a magic mask etched with bizarre runes.
The moment the mask's edge fully sealed with his skin, the Shielding Spell activated, and a dazzling white light erupted from Darian's body, enveloping him completely, leaving only a faint outline of a human body and blurred facial features visible.
Yet, even under such intense light, the patterns on the mask remained clearly visible.
They resembled black worms with a life of their own, constantly wriggling and reorganizing within the white light, weaving patterns that desecrated reality.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse only took a few glances before feeling a wave of mental disorientation, as if something unspeakable was pressed against his ear, murmuring in a terrifying gibberish that was not any known language.
Seeing this, Spider-Man of the Apocalypse involuntarily swallowed.
Darian's current state was very much like the BOSSes he encountered during his time as a superhero, suddenly activating a second phase halfway through a fight, with his power skyrocketing.
But the problem was, weren't you a friendly, lawful-aligned Spider-Man?
Why would you even have a BOSS's second phase!?
However, before Spider-Man of the Apocalypse could think further, the humanoid light mass in front of him suddenly moved, flashing directly in front of him!
So fast!
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's pupils contracted sharply, relying purely on the premonition from his Spider-Sense to sharply lean back, as a magic sword radiating intense white light sliced past his eyes, the blade mere inches from his eyeball!
Even so, he was still injured; his eyes were blinded by the white light!
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse ignored the stinging in his eyes, rapidly retreated, attempting to create a safe distance, while simultaneously shooting out dense webs.
But Darian was like a Shadow, his glowing magic sword weaving into a curtain of light, cutting the webs into pieces before they could even get close, and then thrusting the sword towards Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's head!
The Spider-Sense within Spider-Man of the Apocalypse was screaming frantically, even more terrifying than the morning alarm clock on his phone!
He rolled sideways with all his might, but his movement was still half a beat too slow, a burning sensation on his cheek, a long, thin bloodstain already appearing, and a few drops of blood scattering in the air.
"Bastard!"
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse was both shocked and enraged, unwilling to merely dodge.
He immediately shot out a web, sticking to a half-man-high boulder in the distance, his arm muscles instantly bulging, and he swung the boulder like a cannonball, sending it whistling through the air to smash fiercely at Darian!
The boulder came whistling through the air, its momentum terrifying!
Darian, however, did not dodge, his magic sword immediately vanishing, his muscles bulging, and he raised his fist to meet the boulder head-on!
Boom!!
With an explosive sound, the boulder was instantly shattered by Darian's punch!
Countless broken stones scattered, and dust filled the air.
Darian's figure passed through the flying debris, completely unharmed, without even slowing his forward momentum by half a step.
"What!?"
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's heart pounded; he hadn't expected Darian's physical strength to be so formidable.
Didn't they say the poor play mutant and the rich play tech?
Darian was already close, his right elbow sharply retracting backward, then bringing with it a fierce gust of wind, directly smashing towards Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's face!
Muay Thai warning!
This strike came too fast and too fierce; though the Spider-Sense had warned him, his body could hardly keep up entirely.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse could only cross his arms, desperately protecting his head and face.
Bang!
Accompanied by a heavy thud, a powerful force crashed into him.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding heavy truck, his arms instantly numb, and he was uncontrollably sent flying backward, his back slamming heavily onto the hard concrete ground.
Boom!
The ground caved in with a corresponding sound, and web-like cracks spread wildly with him at the center.
The powerful inertia pushed Spider-Man of the Apocalypse to continue sliding on the rough road, his battle suit rubbing fiercely against the ground, emitting a harsh screeching sound, dragging a gully over a dozen meters long before finally coming to a stop.
Under the multiple enhancements of his equipment and skills, Darian's various attributes had already surged across the board.
Especially his highest strength attribute, which not only easily broke a hundred but also soared to an astonishing value.
Even with Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's mutated and formidable physique, he found it difficult to resist.
Of course, Darian knew that the previous blow was not enough to completely cripple Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's fighting power.
Beat a dog when it's down!
Darian gave his opponent no chance to catch his breath; the magic sword had returned to his hand at some point, and he rushed in front of Spider-Man of the Apocalypse, the sword light clinging to him like a maggot.
This time, the sword strikes were even more dense, as if woven into a net of death, completely sealing off all of Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's escape routes.
Rip!
Despite the frantic warnings from his Spider-Sense, Spider-Man of the Apocalypse twisted and dodged with all his might, but a long gash was still torn open on his back suit, flesh exposed, blood quickly soaking his clothes, and his movements paused slightly due to the intense pain.
Darian seized this opportunity, his left hand's five fingers suddenly spread open like iron pincers, and with lightning speed, he clamped down fiercely on Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's face!
"Smash him for me!"
Darian's arm unleashed terrifying immense strength.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse instantly felt the world spin, losing all balance, and was slammed head-first into the ground!
Bang crack!
His body violently impacted the concrete, the ground shattering with a resounding crack, and debris flying everywhere.
The immense impact made his internal organs feel as if they had shifted, his vision blurred, and his ears rang incessantly.
However, the attack was far from over.
Before Spider-Man of the Apocalypse could recover, Darian raised his right foot and stomped down towards his chest!
Boom!
At the critical moment, the Spider-Sense once again saved him; Spider-Man of the Apocalypse rolled to the side by instinct, and Darian's right foot grazed his ribs and stomped down with a crash, creating a deep crater in the shattered ground.
But Spider-Man of the Apocalypse had barely managed to get up when Darian's onslaught came again like a storm, one after another.
In just a short while, Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's body had acquired more than a dozen crisscrossing bloodstains, the deepest one even revealing his pale bones, and he was covered in blood.
No choice, Darian's movements were simply too fast.
Even with the Spider-Sense frantically blaring alarms in his head, his body couldn't dodge all attacks.
Spider-Sense: Attack coming, dodge quickly!
Body: What rooster?
Spider-Sense:...
"My goodness!"
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse was in agony, feeling a sense of despair like being caught in an infinite combo in the air and unable to get down.
No, if he kept fighting, he might die here!
As an experienced Spider-Man, Spider-Man of the Apocalypse knew that Spider-Man's moral code was extremely high; as long as they hadn't completely turned evil, they usually wouldn't kill their enemies, at most beating them half to death.
But the problem was, this Spider-Man didn't look like a good guy at all; his image was only slightly better than Spider-Man Patton, and he wouldn't dare to put his life in the other's hands.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse dodged the magic sword aimed at his neck, and taking advantage of the fleeting gap, he roared fiercely at Darian: "Next time I come back, you're dead! I'll kill you, and everyone you care about around you!"
Although Kingpin's offer was tempting enough, he would never be foolish enough to die for that gang leader.
At worst, he would beat Kingpin up and force him to fulfill his promise!
Compared to Darian, this powerful enemy, Spider-Man of the Apocalypse felt that Kingpin, the fat guy, was easier to bully.
Ever since he turned evil, he had long abandoned his moral bottom line; going back on his word was nothing to him!
It was like integrity; once lost, it could never be found again, and he would only run further and further down the path of no integrity.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse threw down this villainous threat, then immediately raised both wrists, preparing to shoot webs and leave.
It's so exciting to show off and then run!
However, the expected sight of webs shooting out did not occur.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse looked at his wrists and found that the web-shooters had several deep sword marks on them at some point, exposing the precise internal electronic components, with sparks flickering at the broken wires.
This pathetic state clearly meant they were completely scrapped.
Spider-Men are roughly divided into two factions, and their methods of shooting webs vary.
One type is technological, relying on developed web-shooters to launch webs; the other is a mutated type, capable of directly shooting webs from their wrists, like Spider-Man Noir.
Of course, there are also more special Spider-Men whose web-shooting positions are just like real spiders, which can be said to be quite faithful to the original.
Unfortunately, Spider-Man of the Apocalypse belonged to the former.
For him, having no web-shooters was equivalent to losing mobility, like a bird without wings, or a certain Thunder without a membership.
"I didn't quite catch that. You said you were going to do what to me?"
Darian's lips parted, and he slowly approached, gripping the magic sword, a benevolent smile on his face.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's expression instantly stiffened, cold sweat trickling down his forehead: "I said I have multiple personalities; that was my evil personality talking, do you believe me?"
Darian nodded: "Of course I believe you. Don't worry, I'm very good at correcting personalities."
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse: "..."
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse was already suffering from multiple severe injuries, and his mobility was greatly restricted. In contrast, Darian was still in peak condition after fighting for a long time.
The rest of the battle had no suspense.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse was neither a BOSS, having no second phase, nor a superhero, having long abandoned the exclusive skill of bursting with power.
The sword light flashed, and Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's arms were severed.
He screamed, and then was hit squarely in the chest by Darian's whip kick, sending him crashing heavily into a metal lamppost. The lamppost emitted a piercing metallic screech as it deformed under the impact, and he slid down the lamppost to the ground, leaning against it.
Intense pain swept through his entire body; Spider-Man of the Apocalypse could only gasp for breath with difficulty, leaning against the lamppost wreckage, even moving his fingers became incredibly hard.
Oh wait, he no longer had two arms.
"No, don't kill me, I surrender!"
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse begged for mercy repeatedly.
During the fierce battle, his Captain America mask had long since fallen off, revealing a face identical to Peter B, but now filled with dishevelment and terror.
Darian said helplessly: "I'm Spider-Man, how could I kill you?"
Bullshit, you're not Spider-Man at all!
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse cursed inwardly.
Aside from the initial Spider-Sense, where did he resemble Spider-Man? He hadn't even seen the most iconic webs, but instead various abilities completely unrelated to Spider-Man.
But now his life was in the other's hands, so whatever Darian said was law; even if the other said he was Uncle Ben, he would have to call him Uncle.
Spider-Man of the Apocalypse said fawningly: "That's right, you are the true Spider-Man."
Seeing such an expression on that familiar face, Darian felt a wave of boredom.
A Spider-Man without a moral bottom line wasn't fun at all.
Darian said no more, and kicked Spider-Man of the Apocalypse unconscious.
But looking at the figure sprawled on the ground, Darian felt that this wasn't secure enough, so he aimed at Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's knee and decisively stomped down hard.
Crack!
A clear sound of bone cracking came, and even in his unconscious state, Spider-Man of the Apocalypse's body twitched violently from the intense pain.
Darian repeated the process, breaking the other leg as well, completely eliminating any possibility of his escape.
His mission was to return the other Spider-Men, including Spider-Man of the Apocalypse; returning one more meant more rewards, so there was no reason to waste it.
Having dealt with Spider-Man of the Apocalypse, Darian turned his attention to the battles of the other Spider-Men.
With the powerful Titan mech BT joining the fray, the tide of the battle instantly reversed; the supervillains were struggling under the combined suppression of the Spider-Men and BT, and if not for the limited space, BT's saturation strike would have wiped them out long ago.
Kingpin and Doctor Octopus, two clever individuals, seeing the situation turn against them, quietly retreated amidst the chaos, leaving only a few supervillains foolishly fighting the Spider-Men.
Darian jumped into Aunt May's now ruined house, pulled out his golden desert eagle, and aimed the gun at Scorpion, who was fiercely battling Gwen and Peni.
Bang!
The energy bullet instantly pierced Scorpion's shoulder, and blood splattered.
Currently, Darian's persona was that of a good, lawful Spider-Man, so a headshot in front of the other Spider-Men wouldn't be ideal.
"Ah! Which bastard dared to ambush me!?"
Scorpion let out a painful roar of anger, suddenly turning his head to find the attacker, only to see a humanoid white shadow with bizarre, wriggling runes on its face.
Is this a new supervillain that just appeared?
Scorpion was momentarily stunned.
Gwen seized this opportunity, landing a heavy punch that knocked the distracted Scorpion unconscious to the ground.
She then turned to Darian, cautiously asking: "Is that you, Darian? Are you alright?"
Darian's current appearance was indeed a bit terrifying, and his Spider-Sense was also offline, making it hard for Gwen not to suspect if he had also turned evil.
"I'm fine."
Darian deactivated the Shielding Spell on him, switched back to the Spider Battle Suit, and his Spider-Sense came back online, making the two female Spider-Men present breathe a sigh of relief.
He looked around and found Miles and Prowler were nowhere to be seen.
"Where's Miles?"
"He seems to have been chased out by Prowler, and we don't know where they went."
Peni said with some concern: "Should we go look for them? Miles is no match for his uncle."
"I'll have BT go find them. For now, let's deal with the trouble here."
Darian's gaze turned to Hammerhead, who was entangled in a fight with Spider-Man Noir.
Unlike the other Spider-Men's fighting styles, Spider-Man Noir pulled out a revolver and continuously fired at Hammerhead's head.
But Hammerhead's head was incredibly hard; it was said to be able to overturn even a speeding car, let alone an outdated firearm like Spider-Man Noir's, produced decades ago.
All the bullets that hit Hammerhead's head eventually lost their kinetic energy and fell to the ground, causing no damage whatsoever.
Hammerhead witnessed Scorpion's fate and, seeing Darian's gaze turn towards him, sneered: "Your bullets are useless against me, because I am Hammer— ah ah ah! My leg!"
Hammerhead rolled on the ground, clutching his profusely bleeding furry leg, crying out in pain.
Gwen: "..."
Peni: "..."
Spider-Man Noir: "..."
So, it could be fought this way?