MTLNOVEL Chapter 139: Chapter 139
Parker, still in his tattered Spider-Man suit, firmly blocked Kurohane's path. He even struck a classic Spider-Man pose, utterly forgetting that he had just fought Dr. Octopus to near death. Kurohane, it seemed, had somehow become the new arch-villain!
Kurohane felt a bad premonition. If I hadn't watched the movie, I would have been fooled by you! Isn't it just because Mary Jane was captured by Dr. Octopus, and you want to find her whereabouts?! You're lusting after her body, you pervert!
"Do you even hear yourself? When did I say I'd kill him? If I wanted to kill him, why would I have only punched him just now? Wouldn't it be easier to just slice him with a knife?" Kurohane was genuinely annoyed with Parker, yet for the sake of preserving Spider-Man's heroic image, he decided to give him a bit of "face" and not expose his scandalous motives publicly!
Parker glanced at the still-foaming Dr. Octopus and realized Kurohane was indeed telling the truth. Aside from some bruises from his fall, Dr. Octopus didn't have a single knife wound on his body. He scratched his head a little sheepishly, then stepped forward to help Kurohane remove the spider-webs that had ensnared him.
Upon regaining his freedom, Kurohane returned the knife in his hand to his Space Ring. He let out a long sigh and said earnestly to Parker before him, his gaze sharp, "With great power comes great responsibility. Don't always think about perverse things. If you have that much free time, you might as well think about how to earn money!"
After Kurohane finished speaking, he opened a portal in the air—a rippling orange circle—and vanished into it, leaving a bewildered Parker and spectators whose worldviews had been shattered! If Kurohane's wings could be explained as some genetic mutation, then his ability to open portals at will was undeniable pure magic. In this world where the poor relied on mutation and the rich relied on technology, Kurohane's move was truly a dimensionality reduction attack!
In fact, Kurohane hadn't gone far. He had merely appeared on the roof of a nearby building. Dr. Octopus was the key to his journey home, so he had to keep a close eye on him. As for this loser Spider-Man... Kurohane chose to respect individual destiny!
Kurohane had just watched Parker dismantle the mechanical device from Dr. Octopus's back. The pain naturally woke Dr. Octopus. At that moment, he showed considerable remorse, wishing he could kneel in a church and confess for several days. Having just been punished by an inexplicable Angel, his faith in God was now as steadfast as Sir Isaac Newton's! Truly, the end of science is theology! In the future, instead of creating an energy source comparable to the sun, it would be better to create a portal that would allow him to see God. However, considering what he had done in the past few days, he would probably spend the rest of his life in prison. A portal to see God couldn't be built, but he might end up with a demon's gate in his backside...
Parker got Mary Jane's whereabouts from Dr. Octopus and then snuck away after handing Dr. Octopus over to the NYPD. He couldn't pass up the hard-won opportunity to save the damsel in distress. Perhaps he could even get a sweet kiss!
Kurohane had already memorized Dr. Octopus's aura and felt relieved to see him being taken away by the police. As long as someone used magic to try and summon him, Kurohane would be able to pinpoint their location. Then, he could hitch a ride back to the Marvel film set and find his way home!
Kurohane cast a simple spell on himself to lower his presence—a thin yet effective illusion magic. It was the same spell bestowed by the Kamar-Taj sorcerers at various Sanctums. Even if people passed by countless times, they wouldn't notice that there was a house there. Now, even if Kurohane walked on the street, no one would notice him. So he went to Chinatown for a meal and then found a legitimate massage parlor to wash his feet.
Kurohane took a deep breath. Amazing! Truly, the end of the Universe is foot washing! It was just that the old man giving the foot massage wasn't strong enough. My refined body is too resistant!
"Right, did I forget something?"
It was only at this moment that Kurohane realized he had forgotten a certain unlucky fellow, Deadpool, for almost six hours! Kurohane searched several alleys before finding an empty one. New York was still precisely as Kurohane remembered it. As soon as night fell, these alleys would consistently spawn experience monsters. There were laundry powder dealers, buyers without dollars, gangs attempting to rob stores, and gangs preparing for turf wars everywhere.
After obtaining some pocket money from a few laundry powder dealers, Kurohane found a perfect soft landing pad for Deadpool. After drawing a circle in the air with his finger, a portal opened, and a humanoid object wearing a red bodysuit descended from the sky, and heavily fell into a pile of laundry powder, kicking up a sky full of white mist that completely engulfed him! That's right, this was the landing bed Kurohane had prepared for Deadpool – six large bags of laundry powder, the kind that could get you executed over three thousand times in the Far East!
Deadpool, who had been free-falling for six whole hours, climbed up the instant he landed. Not only was it due to the cushioning from the laundry powder, but also because Kurohane had intentionally slowed him down a bit, to prevent the guy from shattering into pieces, which would take half a day to grow back!
"Kurohane, you son of a bi... Ouch ouch!!! Am I in Heaven?!"
From the moment Kurohane trapped him, there wasn't a single second when Deadpool wasn't cursing Kurohane. He had gone through states of cursing loudly, cursing quietly, internal cursing, mental stagnation, and brain freeze. Six hours was enough time for him to say all the dirty jokes he had ever said in his life! It was only then that he realized some things were more unbearable than death. During freefall, he had no place to exert force and could do nothing but fall. Even if his throat was hoarse from cursing, even if he had said all the dirty jokes in his head, no one noticed him. He couldn't even hear an echo, just the sound he left behind.
He had even tried to commit suicide, twisting his own neck three times in a row. But when his neck finished healing, he was still free-falling! This kind of physical talent, where you can't even die when you want to... was truly too unbearable! Just when Deadpool thought he would be trapped in Hell forever, Kurohane let him out. He fell directly into a pile of laundry powder, and even with his mask on, he immediately inhaled a large amount of it! The reaction caused by this substance directly transported Deadpool from Hell to Heaven! Even his most vicious curses against Kurohane were taken back!
Watching Deadpool roll around in the laundry powder, Kurohane felt like he was watching a husky playing in the snow. He didn't say anything, just watched silently from afar. After all, Deadpool wouldn't die even if he ate laundry powder like food, so Kurohane just let him be!
Vishanti bless us, please don't let this guy accidentally gain something good from this misfortune and develop his brain. If this kind of idiot became Lucifer, the entire human race would be doomed! Kurohane prayed inwardly, his expression a mix of amusement and horror.