Chapter 531 Return to the Manor Together
Chapter 531
Silk, Spider-Woman, and the three of them stood frozen in place, their eyes filled with extreme shock, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
The two of them knew best just how terrifying the hunter who had just triggered its power boost was. Even with the three of them joining forces, they could barely suppress it; once the opponent unleashed its full power, any of them could be captured or even perish at any moment.
Yet such a top-tier cross-dimensional powerhouse didn't even have the qualification to fight back in front of the man before them, unable to last even a single second before being completely and silently obliterated.
The gap in combat power had already reached an unimaginable and incomprehensible level.
Loren turned his head to look at the two Spider-Men from different parallel Universes, his tone calm and gentle, having shed the icy coldness of his recent slaughter.
"You two come from different parallel Universes. Why did you travel across dimensions, and why were you tracking this Inheritor hunter?"
Silk was the first to snap out of it. Still lingering with fear, she hurriedly explained, "The Inheritors Family is an evil force spanning across the Spider Multiverse."
"They make a living by hunting all Spider-lineage mutants, capturing and slaughtering their own kind across dimensions. Many Spider-Men in other Universes have already been captured and sacrificed by them!"
"We tracked their space-time fluctuations all the way across dimensions, not expecting to intercept him right in this Universe. If you hadn't intervened, I would surely have died today!"
Spider-Woman also nodded solemnly, "Morlun is the leader of the Inheritors Family, brutally bloodthirsty and in control of a large number of cross-dimensional hunters. He has always been searching the multiverse for all Spider combat forces."
"Wantonly capturing, plundering, and sacrificing them to expand his own power, this subordinate was merely a vanguard scout. There is a high probability that even stronger Inheritor members will cross dimensions to attack in the future."
Gwen walked to the side of the two and bowed solemnly to Loren, "Thank you, Master, for your rescue."
Loren nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the faint space-time fluctuations remaining in mid-air, having already sorted out the whole context.
The crisis in the zombie Universe had come to an end, and a new multiversal crisis had already quietly taken the stage.
The Kang Dynasty had fallen, the order of space-time had collapsed, and countless hidden cross-dimensional forces, cosmic villains, and dimensional races had broken free from their restraints, beginning to wantonly shuttle through the multiverse to start plundering and hunting.
The Inheritors Family was one of them.
"This place is not suitable for a long stay," Loren spoke, "Follow me back to the manor to discuss the full picture of the crisis in the Spider Multiverse in detail, sort out the power distribution, combat tier, and invasion patterns of the Inheritors Family, and layout defenses in advance."
As his voice fell, Loren raised his hand to open a stable space-time portal.
The three Spider-Men from different Universes followed closely behind, stepping into the portal and returning with Loren to the manor hidden in an independent space.
A cross-dimensional hunting catastrophe sweeping across the entire Spider Multiverse quietly surfaced.
A new battlefield, a new enemy, and a new crisis had already quietly arrived.
The faint light of the space-time portal slowly dissipated.
The bustling suburbs of New York were completely isolated outside, replaced by the tranquil, warm, and untainted aura of peace inside the manor.
Enveloped by the interlayer of independent space, this pure land was forever at a constant temperature and forever clear, free of space-time turbulence, cross-dimensional crises, and the smoke of war.
The wind blew through the courtyard, causing the vegetation to sway gently, and mottled light and shadow fell upon the bluestone path, so serene that it felt as if all disputes in the world had nothing to do with this place.
The three figures of Gwen, Silk, and Spider-Womanlanded steadily. Beneath their feet were flat and warm White Jade floor tiles, and before their eyes were scattered and elegant courtyard pavilions, blooming flowers, lush trees, and shallow pools.
Compared to the multiverse where they shuttled and fought year-round amidst constant warfare, this manor hidden in the cracks of space-time was like a true otherworldly divine realm.
The nerves that had been taut all the way completely relaxed at this moment. The two cross-dimensional Spider-Man girls subconsciously let out a breath of relief, the vigilance and guard in the depths of their eyes slowly fading away, replaced by shock and surprise in their full gaze.
Loren stood in front of the three of them, his posture upright and his aura gentle. He had shed the piercing slaughter of suppressing the hunter just now, his brows and eyes calm and indifferent.
He did not immediately press for intelligence. Instead, he first raised his hand to gently spread a layer of warm spatial barrier, completely isolating all external space-time fluctuations and cosmic abnormal sounds to ensure the absolute stability of the manor.
"This is my stronghold, independent of all parallel Universes, unbound by the rules of space-time, and untraceable by the forces of the Inheritors Family. It is absolutely safe."
Loren's voice was light and calm as he slowly spoke to soothe their taut minds, "You have been hunted across dimensions all the way and fought in haste, leaving your body and mind exhausted. There is no need to stay on guard; you can completely relax here."
Silk and Spider-Woman looked at each other, both seeing unbelievable relaxation and peace of mind in each other's eyes.
They had shuttled through the multiverse for several years, rushing about day and night and fighting incessantly, always dodging the hunting of the Inheritors, always guarding against cross-dimensional crises, and always keeping their nerves taut against unknown dangers. Never for a moment had they been able to so completely let down their guard and rest peacefully.
Spider-Woman retracted her battle suit, the flowing light of her red and yellow battle suit fading to restore it to a minimalist and lightweight daily attire, her temperament capable and steady. She bowed slightly to Loren, her attitude full of sincere respect.
"Thank you for stepping in to save us. If not for you, today Silk and I would surely not have escaped the fate of being captured. Your strength is the most terrifying and inescapable existence we have ever seen since shuttling through countless parallel Universes."
Silk also nodded hurriedly, her black and white battle suit fading to reveal a delicate and lively face, her brows and eyes still carrying a hint of lingering softness, her tone sincere.
"Thank you, My Lord. The hunters of the Inheritors Familynever show mercy. Once captured, the only ending is imprisonment and sacrifice. Today, you have truly saved both of our lives."
Loren raised his hand slightly, signaling the two not to stand on ceremony, "It was just a small effort. The root cause of you arriving here across dimensions and being dragged into the battle lies in the collapse of the multiversal order and the wanton havoc wreaked by the Inheritors Family."
"As I am in charge of the Time Variance Authority, it is inherently my responsibility to pacify cross-dimensional turmoil and purge evil forces in the Universe."
As his voice fell, Loren turned around and led the three of them into the main hall of the manor.
The main hall was spacious, magnificent, minimalist, and elegant. Soft light permeated the entire room without a shred of oppression, the tables and chairs were neat, and the spiritual energy was warm, making one's body and mind relax.
After the four of them took their seats, Gwen thoughtfully poured clear tea and quietly stood by Loren's side, waiting quietly for the two to tell the inside story.
With a peaceful gaze, Loren looked at the two cross-dimensional girls, getting straight to the point and hitting the core, "I need to know the complete ins and outs."
"Tell me everything: the power roots of the Inheritors Family, their cross-dimensional purpose, the real reason for hunting Spider-Men, and all the secrets behind them."
"Only by figuring out the details can we completely eradicate the hidden dangers and prevent future huntings."
Hearing this, Spider-Woman's expression tightened. She put away her relaxed posture, her expression becoming solemn and serious, and began to slowly recount this terrifying catastrophe sweeping across the entire Spider Multiverse.
Chapter 532: The Ultimate Sacrifice of the Inheritors Family
"The origin of everything began with the order vacuum after the collapse of the multiverse."
Spider-Woman's voice was steady and clear as she slowly unveiled the layers of secrets.
"After countless parallel Universes fell into complete chaos and the spacetime barriers shattered, the ancient tribe originally sealed within the cracks of spacetime—the Inheritors Family, completely broke free from their restraints."
"They are an ancient hunting tribe spanning eternity, making a living by hunting holders of the spider totem for generations. They lay dormant for countless years, waiting for the opportunity of chaos in the multiverse to emerge."
"Originally, although they possessed formidable combat strength and excelled at cross-border hunting, they were always bound by the rules of the multiverse, unable to freely shuttle through different Worlds, and could only be confined to activities within their own Universe."
"But recently, they found the core trump card to break the shackles—the Master Weaver."
"The Master Weaver masters the origin of the multiverse web and is the giant spacetime network hub spanning all parallel Universes. Controlling the Master Weaver is equivalent to controlling the authority to freely shuttle through all Universes."
"Completely breaking the restriction of spacetime barriers, they can accurately locate the coordinates of every spider totem holder to achieve indiscriminate cross-border hunting."
Loren lightly tapped his fingertips on the table, his eyes darkening slightly as he had already sorted out the key context in his mind.
The downfall of Kang the Conqueror and the chaos of the multiverse not only released countless apocalyptic otherworldly realms and cosmic monsters, but also unsealed countless ancient evil forces that had lain dormant for eternity.
The Inheritors Family was one of the disasters born from this spacetime catastrophe.
"Why do they spare no cost to hunt down Spider-Man in all parallel Universes?" Loren pursued the core question.
This question had also been Gwen's persistent doubt.
All Spider-Man upheld justice, guarded the World, and never interfered with one another, never having provoked the so-called Inheritors Family. Yet, they were subjected to global manhunts for no reason. Countless Spider-Manacross parallel Universes fell, went missing, or were captured—how innocent they were.
Hearing this, a trace of solemnity and sorrow flashed across Silk's eyes. Taking over the conversation, she revealed the most core and cruel truth—the ancient prophecy destined to make Spider-Man and the Inheritors Family eternal enemies for generations.
"It is a prophecy."
Silk's voice trembled slightly, carrying unconcealed helplessness and chill, "A fatalistic prophecy originating from the beginning of the multiverse and spanning eternity."
"The prophecy proclaims that the bloodline, foundation, and future of the Inheritors Family, which has lasted for countless generations, will ultimately be completely buried in the hands of Spider-Man."
"No one knows specifically which Spider-Man it is, nor which parallel Universe's spider totem holder will completely annihilate the entire Inheritors Family."
"But for the Inheritors, who regard the survival of their tribe as everything, unknown destruction is the greatest fear."
"In order to eliminate the fate of destruction and preserve the survival of their tribe for generations, they made the most extreme and cruel decision."
"To hunt every spider in the multiverse, obliterate all spider totem holders, exterminate them completely, and leave no hidden dangers."
Loren's eyes grew slightly cold.
How paranoid, how crazy.
Just because of an illusory prophecy with an unidentifiable target, they launched a massacre spanning countless parallel Universes, slaughtering hundreds of millions of innocent living beings, hunting all Guardians who upheld justice, and overturning the order of thousands of Universes for the sake of their own tribe's survival.
"It is not just simple hunting." Spider-Woman continued to add, her tone growing heavier, "They hunt Spider-Man not only to avoid the prophecy and sever fate, but also to plunder power."
"Every spider totem carries the web power of the multiverse origin. After hunting Spider-Man, the Inheritors Family will absorb the totem origin and devour the power of the spider."
"They continuously strengthen the overall combat power of the tribe, accumulating power in this way to complete their ultimate sacrificial ritual."
"And this ritual is their true ultimate purpose, the ultimate ambition of their eternal dormancy, cross-border conquest, and slaughter of thousands."
Speaking of this, Spider-Woman took a deep breath and stated the most terrifying ultimate secret of the entire catastrophe that subverted the destiny of all spiders—the Three Totem Sacrificial Ritual.
"The ultimate sacrifice that the Inheritors Family has exhausted eternity and yearned for requires gathering three unique, unreplicable, and irreplaceable top-tier spider totems."
"They are respectively: The Other, The Bride, and The Scion."
"These three are the core fulcrum of the entire multiverse web origin and the source of all spider totems."
"As long as all three are gathered to complete the ultimate three-knife sacrifice, the spider origin of the entire multiverse will be completely severed. From now on, there will be no more Spider-Man in the World, and no more spider totems."
"The prophecy of the destruction of the Inheritors Familywill be completely rewritten, and they will rebuild the glory of their tribe and rule the multiverse forever."
Loren leaned forward slightly, his expression solemn: "Explain in detail the entire content of the ritual and the holders of the three totems."
Spider-Woman nodded, clearly stating every word of this fatalistic ritual enough to exterminate all Spider-Man, every single word being incomparably heavy:
"The sacrificial ritual has a total of three knives: one knife severs fate, one knife severs the origin, and one knife severs the future. Progressing layer by layer, it completely erases all traces of the spider clan's existence in the multiverse."
"The first knife sacrifices the blood of [The Other], dyeing the entire giant net of destiny red with a blood sacrifice of the origin."
"When this knife falls, all spider totems attached to living beings will be completely stripped away and collapsed. The totem origin of all existing Spider-Man in the Worldwill be completely severed, their powers will perish, and the current era of Spider-Man will completely end."
"The second knife sacrifices the blood of [The Bride], allowing the innate bloodline to flow through the entire web vein."
"When this knife falls, the randomness of the multiverse spider totems will be completely obliterated, and the World will never accidentally produce new spider-powered individuals again, eliminating all accidental variables."
"The third knife sacrifices the blood of [The Scion], slaying the youngest and purest origin spider larvae."
"This is the last and most fatal knife, completely severing the inheritance foundation of the spider clan."
"From then on, there will be no newborn totems, no newborn spiders, and no newborn Guardians. The future of Spider-Man will completely return to zero, and a new era will never descend again."
Three knives fall, the spiders perish.
These simple six words exhausted the terror and cruelty of this ritual.
After hearing the complete content of the ritual, the air in the entire main hall seemed to freeze somewhat.
Standing aside, Gwen clenched her fingertips slightly, a bone-deep chill welling up from the bottom of her heart.
She finally understood why the Inheritors Family was so crazy and unscrupulous; what they wanted was never temporary slaughter, but to completely annihilate the entire spider tribe and forever prevent the fate of their own destruction.
"Who specifically are the holders of the three totems?" Loren asked in a deep voice, this being the most crucial life-saving information at present.
Silk pressed her lips together, her expression complex, carrying a trace of lingering fear and realization. She slowly opened her mouth to completely reveal the true identities of the three people, and also solved the true reason why that hunter suddenly turned its target and frantically captured her on the battlefield just now.
Chapter 533: Long-Awaited Peace
"[The Other], from Main Universe Earth 616, is Scarlet Spider - Kaine Parker."
"He is the variant avatar of the spider origin, carrying the wildness, self-healing, and immortal traits of the spider clan, and is the oldest surviving primeval spider totem."
"[The Scion], from Parallel Universe Earth, the youngest son of Parker and Mei, the infant Benjamin Richard Parker."
"He is the youngest and purest spider origin inheritor in the entire multiverse, the sole future heritage of the spider clan, and the core sacrifice for the final blade of the ritual."
"And [The Bride]..."
Silk's voice paused slightly, a trace of helplessness and solemnity flashing across the depths of her eyes, and she said softly, "It is me. I am the most crucial and indispensable Spider Bride among the three totems."
The truth came completely to light.
Loren instantly understood all the cause and effect.
That Inheritors hunter's initial target was indeed Gwen, because Gwen was also a top-tier spider combat force, an excellent alternative sacrifice, and food for combat power.
But when he sensed the exclusive Bride totem aura flowing within Silk's body on the battlefield, he instantly determined that the true top-tier sacrifice had appeared.
Compared to ordinary spider combatants, the value of the Spider Bride was incomparable.
Catching Gwen was merely completing an ordinary hunt; catching Silk meant directly securing the core key of the ultimate ritual, bringing them one step closer to the clan's revival and rewriting their destiny.
Therefore, he desperately broke his limits, frantically shifted his spearhead, and launched a mad onslaught, determined to capture Silk alive even if deeply surrounded.
This was the final answer to all the changes.
After sorting out all the threads, Loren's gaze fell instantly on Gwen beside him, and a strong desire to protect and deep wariness welled up in the depths of his heart.
Gwen was his dependent, the person he protected, and an existence he absolutely would not allow to suffer even the slightest harm.
Now, in order to evade the prophecy and complete the ritual, the Inheritors Family had fallen into extreme madness, killing every spider they saw and capturing every totem they encountered, using any means, sparing no cost, and leaving no path of survival.
Located in the Main Universe with formidable combat power and special traits, Gwen must have long been listed as a prime target for hunting by the Inheritors Family.
Today was merely a vanguard scout; in the future, stronger Inheritors and more cross-border armies would inevitably strike with precision.
Solely to hunt Gwen, plunder the totem, and complete the sacrifice.
He had just pacified the zombie Universe catastrophe and stabilized the foundation of the multiverse, and he must never let the people around him get dragged into this extermination-style fatal hunt.
A trace of piercing coldness quietly flashed across the depths of Loren's eyes.
The Inheritors Family had touched his bottom line.
"I will handle this matter."
Loren's tone was calm, yet carried an absolute determination that could not be shaken, echoing through the entire main hall.
"From now on, all spider totem holders across all Universes will be under my sole protection."
"The Inheritors Family attempts to cross boundaries to wreak havoc, slaughter living beings, sacrifice origins, and exterminate clans. I will personally uproot this disaster completely."
There were no passionate declarations or exaggerated harsh words, yet this plain promise carried the confidence and power to crush everything.
Hearing this, the bodies of Silk and Spider-Womantrembled simultaneously, and the depths of their eyes instantly surged with extreme surprise, deep emotion, and gratitude.
They had shuttled through countless Universes, seeing countless powerhouses, heroes, and gods. Everyone only knew how to avoid, retreat, and be helpless when facing the Inheritors Family; no one dared to confront this terrifying force spanning the multiverse head-on.
Yet Loren before them, relying solely on his own strength, dared to face the entire Inheritors Family directly, speaking effortlessly of protecting all spider totem holders and severing this eternal catastrophe.
Silk's eye sockets reddened slightly, and she bowed deeply, her tone filled with sincere gratitude: "Thank you... Thank you so much."
"Spider-Men of countless Universes have struggled bitterly, and no one has ever been willing to stand up and protect us. If we can gain your help, this extermination crisis finally has hope of ending."
Spider-Woman also saluted solemnly, her gaze extremely firm: "From now on, Silk and I are willing to fully cooperate with all your actions. We are familiar with the combat power, tactics, strongholds, and habits of the Inheritors, and are willing to provide you with all intelligence to help you thoroughly purge this evil force!"
Loren nodded slightly, his tone softening to soothe their tense minds: "There is no need to rush. You have been fighting across borders for a long time, fleeing day and night, and never stopping; your bodies and minds are already thoroughly overdrawn."
"Next, stay safely in the manor to rest and relax. This place is absolutely safe; no one can probe, no one can invade, and no one can disturb."
"Put down all guard, put down all pressure, and rest well for a few days. The subsequent planning, clearing of external enemies, and guarding of totems will be planned and arranged by me."
Hearing these gentle and reassuring words, the two young women who had lived under the shadow of hunting and death for a long time instantly felt a long-lost warmth welling up in the depths of their hearts.
They had not relaxed for too long.
Day after day of fleeing, fighting, hiding, and being vigilant—every day they walked on the edge of life and death, and every second they had to guard against unknown cross-border hunts. Their spirits had been on the verge of collapse year-round, and they were already exhausted beyond measure.
At this moment, being in this stable, warm, and absolutely safe manor, firmly protected by a powerhouse, without the need for vigilance, fleeing, or fighting, a long-lost sense of relaxation completely enveloped their entire bodies.
The two smiled at each other, fading all gloom and fatigue from the depths of their eyes, and obediently nodded in response: "Okay, thank you, My Lord."
For the rest of the afternoon, the two completely put down all burdens and strolled and rested freely in the manor.
Flowers bloomed profusely in the courtyard, a clear breeze brushed their faces, pool water was clear, and the environment was quiet. There was no fire of war, no hunting, no crisis; years were stable and time was gentle.
They strolled through the forest, sat quietly in the pavilion, and admired the scenery. Their bodies and minds obtained unprecedented relaxation; their tense nerves from recent days completely relaxed, and a long-lost ease and joy lingered in their hearts, making them completely intoxicated by the tenderness of this pure land.
As the sun set, the afterglow of the setting sun spilled over the entire manor, dyeing the world a gentle warm gold.
Night fell slowly, countless stars dotted the night sky, the evening breeze was gentle, and the courtyard was quiet and silent, with only the rustling sounds of plants swaying slightly, peaceful and gentle.
The room layout of the manor was spacious and elegant, and each guest room was quiet, independent, comfortable, and clean, equipped with an excellent resting environment.
Silk and Spider-Woman settled down respectively, washed up and rested, completely cast off their fatigue, and enjoyed a rare stable night.
Having lived in life-and-death battles for a long time, it was the first time they experienced such a cozy, relaxed, and carefree night, and their hearts were filled with peace and joy.
At this moment, inside the master bedroom not far away, the atmosphere was tender and lingering, full of warmth.
Loren, who was decisive in killing and had a piercing aura during the day, had now shed all his cold majesty, unloaded all spacetime burdens and battlefield pressures, leaving only a gentle and relaxed aura.
Gwen snuggled obediently in his arms, wearing a relaxed and soft home outfit, having shed the dashing sharpness of the battlefield, leaving only a young girl's tenderness and softness.
Having experienced the fierce life-and-death battle of the day, she was exceptionally reliant on the stability and warmth around her at this moment, completely drowning in the intimate tenderness belonging exclusively to the two of them.
The room's curtains were lightly drawn, the soft light was ambiguous, the evening breeze passed through the window, gentle and lingering.
Chapter 534: This Is Naked Provocation
As the night deepened, gentle movements slowly spread within the room, and soft, delicate sounds gently rippled out, exceptionally clear in the silent night.
The building materials of the manor had excellent soundproofing, and ordinary conversations or movements could definitely not penetrate the room or disturb others.
But tonight was different; the two young girls possessed top-tier Spider-Sense. This talent far exceeded ordinary human cognition, having long surpassed the scope of ordinary hearing and perception, becoming an omnidirectional perceptual ability that linked the origin and resonated with the mind and spirit.
Inside the guest room, Silk was leaning against the window, looking at the stars in the night sky, enjoying a rare moment of peaceful rest.
Spider-Woman was sitting quietly, regulating her breathing to stabilize her combat power status.
But in the next second, both of their bodies stiffened slightly at almost the same time, their minds trembled inexplicably, and a strange, warm, tingling sense of resonance suddenly welled up from the bottom of their hearts.
It was not hearing a sound, but the origin resonance of the Spider-Sense.
All Spider Totem holders shared the same origin, interconnected veins, and mutual telepathy. There existed an invisible bond of connection between them, and the closer they were, the clearer the perception.
When Gwen experienced emotional fluctuations and physical-mental palpitations, this subtle fluctuation originating from the web origin would gently transmit along the homologous link into the perceptions of the other two spider girls.
The soft and delicate movements drifted past their ears faintly, and deeper within was the gentle resonance of the homologous minds.
Silk's cheeks instantly flushed, her earlobes burned, and her entire body stiffened in place. Her breathing became slightly chaotic, and a shy yet strange warm sensation instantly surged from the bottom of her heart.
She clearly knew what was happening inside the master bedroom, and even more absurdly, she could faintly capture Gwen's gentle and pleasant palpitations.
That sense of relaxation, satisfaction, stability, and comfort quietly infected her mind along the spider origin link.
The instinctive palpitations of her body quietly spread, and an unfamiliar yet subtle tingling sensation swept through her whole body, making her limbs weak and her mind sway, causing her to completely lose focus.
Spider-Woman in the next room was also the same.
Originally calm, composed, capable, and dashing, her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated at this moment, her cheeks quietly heated up, and a trace of panic and shyness flashed in the depths of her eyes.
She had campaigned for years and had a steady temperament, rarely experiencing emotional fluctuations, but at this moment, the gentle palpitations brought by this homologous resonance made it completely impossible for her to calm down.
Both of them clearly knew that this was neither an illusion nor wishful thinking, but the inevitable result brought by the special talent of homologous symbiosis and telepathic communication of the multiverse Spider Totems.
They could not hear clear words or see specific pictures, but they could accurately capture all of Gwen's gentle emotions, relaxed state, and pleasant palpitations.
The night was tender, and the evening breeze lingered.
Inside the master bedroom, tenderness flowed slowly, undisturbed, safe, and sweet.
Inside the guest room, the two cross-border spider girls, completely unaware and unnoticed, followed the origin resonance, silently experiencing this subtle, shy, and gentle palpitations.
They quietly relaxed their body and mind, indulging together in this stable beauty, shedding all battlefield fatigue and all life-and-death gloom.
The entire manor shed the disputes and killings of the day, leaving only the tender night and peaceful years.
It was just that no one knew that tonight's subtle homologous resonance had already quietly buried different seeds deep in the two girls' hearts.
Far away in the cracks of the Universe and the deepest part of the endless void, sat a gloomy temple that spanned dimensions and floated in the turbulence of time and space.
This was the ancestral court of the Inheritors Family, and the place of nightmares for countless Spider Totem holders since antiquity.
The entire temple was not constructed of matter, but was cast from the totem origins, life essence, and residual bones of time and space of hundreds of millions of fallen Spider-Man. Dark red blood flowed across the temple walls, and every wisp of faint light was the life of a passed Guardian.
The air was perpetually permeated with a dead silence that devoured vitality. There was no alternation of day and night, no rotation of the four seasons, only eternal slaughter, pillaging, and dormancy.
The first patriarch Solus used his own origin to transform the race, turning the entire family into a totem blood-consuming ethnic group, naturally feeding on all totem creatures, especially craving the web origin of the spider lineage.
They were ageless and immortal, indestructible and never lonely, capable of devouring the vitality of all living beings, plundering all superpower origins, and assimilating all totem powers, making them born Raiders of the Universe.
For hundreds of millions of years, they shuttled through the primitive and chaotic Universe, hunting generation after generation of Spider Guardians, devouring the totem origins of countless parallel Universes, and forging a terrifying hegemony spanning the heavens through endless slaughter and plundering.
On the topmost floor of the gloomy temple, the supreme throne was towering and cold, constructed entirely of solidified time-space skeletons and spider divine remains.
Morlun sat upright upon it.
As the strongest combat power of the younger generation of the Inheritors Family and the actual ruler of the group, his body was tall and slender, and the dark black tight-fitting battle suit outlined muscle lines of ultimate explosive power.
The depths of his eyes flowed with an immutably eternal blood-colored faint light, and his whole body was surrounded by a dead silent coercion that crushed dimensions.
Unlike ordinary Universe powerhouses who relied on energy, magic, and technological combat power, Morlun's power system was extremely domineering and insolvable—life devouring, totem plundering, and physical limits exceeding.
Any living being touched by him would instantly have their vitality drained dry, their superpower origins forcibly stripped, and their totem powers completely devoured.
He didn't need to cultivate or store power; every time he hunted a powerhouse, his own combat power would permanently stack. For hundreds of millions of years, he had devoured countless Spider-Man and universal totem creatures.
Making his physical strength, speed, resilience, and explosive power long transcend the conventional superhero level, reaching a dimension-level destruction standard.
In front of the throne, a blood-colored projection floated in the void, and the image froze at the end of the brief battle in the suburbs of New York.
That vanguard hunter instantly annihilated by Loren had his final remaining space-time fluctuations completely reduced to zero, and his life signal, ethnic link, and totem tracking signal were completely severed.
"All members of the vanguard squad lost contact, main body annihilated, no wreckage, no fluctuations, no escape traces."
The cold, mechanical broadcast of the clan echoed in the empty temple, monotonous and icy.
"Target Universe: Main Universe Earth 616."
"Target location: Brooklyn suburbs, Spider-Bride Cindy Moon appeared, simultaneously accompanied by the intervention of unknown high-tier combat power, obliterating direct members of our clan."
"Reconnaissance feedback: This Universe contains multiple high-purity Spider Totem holders, including alternative sacrificial materials and top-tier origin totems, with abundant resource reserves."
After listening to the intelligence broadcast, Morlun slowly raised his eyes, a biting chill and tyranny flashing across his blood-colored pupils.
For hundreds of millions of years, the Inheritors Family ran amok in the Universe, hunting countless totem groups. There had only ever been them slaughtering all living beings and crushing the heavens; no one had ever dared to kill their clansmen or obstruct their great sacrificial cause.
A stranger powerhouse from an unknown Universe dared to kill his direct subordinates, obstruct the clan's destined ritual, and shelter the Spider Totem ants.
This was a naked provocation, a trampling on the eternal majesty of the entire Inheritors Family.
"Those who dare to touch my Inheritors people, and those who dare to stop my clan's great cause, have never met a good end in all the heavens and myriad worlds."
Chapter 535: Seeking Death
Morlun's voice was deep and husky, carrying a chilling killing intent accumulated over eternity. The temperature in the gloomy temple instantly dropped to absolute zero, and the flowing bloody faint light all around completely froze.
"I originally planned to proceed step by step, clearing the Spider-Totems across the multiverse section by section, and gathering the three major origins to complete the sacrifice."
"Since someone has actively jumped out to get in the way, I will just take the opportunity to overturn this Universe, slaughter all the spiders, and swallow that unknown powerhouse together as origin nourishment."
He never feared any unknown combat power.
In his perception, all living beings could be devoured, all power could be plundered, and all powerhouses could be transformed into the cornerstone of his own advancement.
Even if the opponent seemed unsolvable, as long as the source of life existed, they could not escape the engulfing rules of the Inheritors.
"Assemble everyone and initiate the region-wide cross-border march."
Morlun slowly stood up, the bloody energy around him suddenly burst open, sweeping through the entire Temple of Time and Space.
"Blockade that parallel Universe spacetime, cut off all external aid channels, surround and kill all Spider-Totems, capture the Spider Bride alive, obliterate those who get in the way, and flatten this Universe!"
"As you command, Patriarch!"
Below the temple, several terrifying figures that had been dormant for a long time rose in response at the same time.
The core combat power of the Inheritors Family assembled in full force. Every single one of them was a top-tier killing machine that had gone through ancient battles and hunted countless Spider-Man. Each possessed a transcendent physique, devouring abilities, and immortal endurance, making them a top villain legion spanning across the multiverse.
The second son, Salom, was skilled at high-speed raids and close-quarters blood-sucking. His speed surpassed the vast majority of living beings in the multiverse, and countless Spider-Man had died to his high-speed assassination;
The eldest daughter, Terra, controlled the power of totem imprisonment, being able to forcibly seal abilities and lock down totem origins, making her a core combat power for capturing sacrificial materials;
The third son, Dailuo, had monstrous physical strength, head-on crushing everything. He had once torn apart Vibranium armor with his bare hands and hard-carried city-destroying bombardments;
The youngest daughter, Namura, controlled parasitic devouring, capable of spreading a blood-thirsty virus among her clan to assimilate enemy combat power for her own use;
Coupled with several direct line Elders and elite hunters, a full fifteen core family combat powers assembled in full force, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.
Meanwhile, in the deepest part of the temple, the huge spider web core slowly rotated.
The Master Weaver, imprisoned, enslaved, and controlled by the Inheritors Family, had its body pierced by bloody chains. It was forced to urge the multiverse spider web origin, forcibly opening a giant cross-border channel covering the entire Earth.
The controllable rift, which originally required 0.3 seconds to instantly open and close, was forcibly magnified at this moment.
A dark and huge spacetime crack appeared over New York, traversing the sky and blotting out the sun. The cold and dead aura of another world poured out crazily, and the bloody coercion enveloped the entire city.
The entire sky darkened completely. The sun and moon lost their light, winds and clouds reversed, space trembled, and ground buildings cracked slightly en masse. Ordinary citizens instantly fell into extreme panic, screaming, running away, and dodging in a panic, causing the city's order to collapse instantly.
The Avengers alarms were instantly pulled to the max, S.H.I.E.L.D. issued a region-wide red alert, and all superheroes urgently assembled and took to the air, facing the terrifying spacetime cracks all over the sky.
"Ultra-high dimensional evil energy invasion detected! Energy level A!"
"The opponent possesses stable and controllable multiverse shuttle capabilities, belonging to a region-wide legion-style invasion!"
Jarvis's emergency warning resounded through all armor communication channels, carrying unprecedented solemnity.
Captain America clenched his Vibranium shield, his expression extremely solemn: "It's not a single invader, it's a legion-grade cross-border invasion. The enemy's number is extremely large and their combat power is unknown!"
Iron Man's armor was fully activated, hovering high in the air, his gaze locked tightly onto the cracks all over the sky: "Everyone prepare for a fight to the death. The enemy this time is a hundred times more terrifying than the last zombie crisis!"
Thor held Mjolnir, lightning surrounding his body, his Asgardian divine power maxed out, his expression solemn: "I feel the dead silence aura of slaughtering hundreds of millions of living beings. This group of otherworldly visitors are natural killing fiends."
Just at the moment when all superheroes were standing by in strict formation and preparing for a battle to the death——
Rumble!!!
The spacetime cracks all over the sky exploded simultaneously, and fifteen dark figures stepped out, standing in the air high above New York, lined up in a row, with pressure overwhelming the world.
Morlun hovered at the very front, his bloody eyes overlooking the entirety of New York, his gaze cold and looking down upon all living things, just like a god looking down on ants.
"Damn Spider-Man, get out here, surrender your totem origin, and this city can be spared a thread of life."
"If you resist, the entire city will be slaughtered, leaving not a single blade of grass alive."
The cold and domineering voice passed through the ripples of spacetime, resounding through every corner of New York, carrying absolute control and dictatorship, with no room for discussion whatsoever.
High above, the fighting spirit of the Avengers was taut, and they were about to step forward to meet the enemy. The next second, three high-speed figures instantly catapulted into the air, facing the Inheritors Family legion directly.
Gwen, Silk, and Spider-Woman stood shoulder to shoulder, their battle suits fully deployed, their eyes sharp and their postures tense, directly facing this predestined mortal enemy that slaughtered the multiverse.
A peaceful rest of the night did not make them forget the crisis, but instead allowed them to accumulate enough combat power and courage.
They knew deeply that the group of people in front of them were nightmares spanning eternity, and the ultimate nightmares of Spider-Man in countless parallel Universes.
"It's the full main force of the Inheritors Family! They have invaded on a massive scale!" Silk's heart shrank sharply, her eyes filled with solemnity. She could clearly perceive the monstrous blood-thirsty killing intent on every enemy.
"They are coming for me, coming for all Spider-Totems." Silk gritted her teeth, "I am the Bride Totem, the core target of their ritual. I cannot hide."
Spider-Woman said in a deep voice: "The full main force has assembled. This is an extinction-grade general attack; they intend to wipe us out all at once."
Gwen stood straight and tall, her gaze firm: "Don't be afraid, Master is here."
A simple sentence instantly stabilized the minds of the other two.
Inside the manor's independent space, the evening breeze was still gentle, and the night had not completely faded away.
Loren, who had originally been sitting quietly adjusting his breath and coordinating region-wide spacetime data, had the gentleness in the depths of his eyes completely fade away, replaced by a piercingly bone-chilling coldness.
The region-wide spacetime detector sounded frantic alarms, red high-risk warnings covered the light screen, and the intelligence of the Inheritors Family's full invasion, dimensional blockade, and legion pressing down on the border was clear at a glance.
"Seeking death."
Loren murmured softly, his tone flat, but hiding an ultimate, chilling killing intent.
Last night he had already spared that scout, intending to proceed step by step, steadily eliminating the hidden dangers of the Inheritors and leaving them a final retreat.
But this group of ancient evil forces, arrogant and ignorant of awe, dared to have their entire legion press down on the border, flatten the Universe he guarded, and covet the people he protected.
Since the opponent delivered themselves to his door, he would completely end this spider catastrophe spanning eternity and utterly annihilate the entire Inheritors clan.
Without the slightest hesitation, Loren's figure instantly turned ethereal, tearing apart space and arriving high above New York in an instant.
Standing silently in front of Gwen and the other two, his figure straight and tall, his aura calm, he stood alone in front of the fifteen top Inheritors combat powers.
One man confronting the entire cross-border demonic legion.
The entire scene fell into instant dead silence.
Chapter 536: On what grounds do you deserve to live?
The overwhelming coercion froze the sky, the violent wind stopped abruptly, the clouds stood still, and the eyes of all the Inheritors focused entirely on the seemingly ordinary young man before them.
Morlun squinted slightly, his blood-red pupils scrutinizing Loren, and he calmly spoke: "Is it you who slaughtered my clansmen and hindered my clan's grand cause?"
Loren's expression was indifferent, devoid of extra emotions, and he calmly retorted: "Cross-border invasion, slaughtering living beings, plundering origins, and attempting to exterminate the Spider lineage—on what grounds do you deserve to live?"
This extremely arrogant counter-question instantly infuriated all the Inheritors.
"Mere native ants, how dare you act presumptuously before our clan!"
The second son, Salom, could no longer restrain himself first, his figure instantly transforming into a black shadow, launching a high-speed surprise attack.
His speed was so fast that it broke the sound barrier and tore apart the air, enveloped in blood-thirsty red light, raising his hand with domineering claws straight for Loren's throat, intending to instantly kill this troublesome native powerhouse in a second.
His speed was enough to instantly kill the Spider-Man of the vast majority of parallel Universes, and countless top totem powerhouses had died under his high-speed sneak attacks.
But the next instant, a jaw-dropping scene occurred.
Salom's high-speed pouncing figure instantly and completely froze at a position one inch in front of Loren's body.
His flesh, bones, energy, speed, and movements were all locked down by the invisible power of space, unable to move a single fraction of an inch.
No matter how he urged the blood-thirsty origin within his body, how he erupted with superhuman power, or how he struggled to counterattack, his body remained completely motionless, like a statue frozen in time and space.
"What?!"
Salom's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes filled with incredulous horror, "Space confinement? How could anyone so easily lock down my space-time!"
Loren's gaze remained unchanged as he gently raised his fingertips.
Bang!
There was no Earth-shattering explosion, nor any flashy moves.
Just a wisp of spatial squeezing force instantly crushed Salom's entire body into a sky full of blood mist, not even giving him time to scream or let his origin fragments escape, directly and completely annihilating him into ashes.
Instantly killed in one second!
An eternal top-tier Inheritors combatant completely perished!
The pupils of all the Inheritors in the audience instantly shook violently, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and extreme terror surged in the depths of their hearts.
They knew Salom's combat power well: invincible speed, formidable physique, and immortal endurance, capable of crushing and winning even against multiple Spider-Manteaming up, yet he was instantly killed by the opponent with a mere wave of a hand, without even a shred of room for resistance!
"Presumptuous!!"
The eldest daughter, Tara, let out an angry shout, the blood-red totem power around her surging wildly, her hands quickly forming seals as blood-red chains filled the sky, appearing out of thin air, carrying the coercion of confining all things, and fiercely locking towards Loren's limbs and torso.
"Daring to kill people of our clan, I will seal your origin, drain your vitality, and imprison you for eternity!"
Her totem confinement power specialized in restraining all superpower users and totem creatures, and countless powerhouses had been sealed, plundered, and sucked dry alive by her.
The blood-red chains winding across the sky, layer upon layer and airtight, attempted to lock down all of Loren's actions.
But Loren stood on the spot, not moving an inch.
All the blood-red chains approached within a one-meter range of his body, instantly coming to a complete standstill, turning illusory, and shattering.
Tara's signature sealing secret technique was as good as non-existent and vulnerable in front of the absolute spatial origin.
"Your ability is too low-level."
Loren spoke calmly, his gaze narrowing slightly.
Hum!
The reverse spatial power instantly backfired.
Before Tara could react, the totem confinement power around her own body was instantly and forcibly reversed, backfiring upon herself.
Her entire person was locked down layer by layer by her own sealing power, blood-red energy crazily backfiring into her body, and her own origin was forcibly stripped and crushed.
Ah——!!
Tara let out a shrill and desperate scream, her body cracking and disintegrating inch by inch. In a fleeting moment, she completely turned into flying ash and dissipated into the void.
The second core combatant had fallen!
"Everyone attack together! Tear him apart!!"
The third son, Dairu, was completely enraged and held nothing back, his body instantly surging, his muscles bulged menacingly, and his brute force fully erupted, rushing forward to crush with a terrifying impact force capable of shattering stars.
The remaining eleven elite Inheritors simultaneously went to war, launching high-speed surprise attacks, blood-thirsty eruptions, parasitic erosion, energy bombardments, and all kinds of eternal killing moves together.
Blood-red energy covered the entire sky, intending to rely on legion combat power to crush and forcibly slay this unsolvable stranger powerhouse.
Fifteen against one instantly became thirteen against one.
The offensive across the sky was overwhelming and insolvably violent; if it were ordinary superheroes, they would be blasted into dust and sucked dry of their origins instantly.
But in Loren's eyes, it was still not worth mentioning.
He slowly raised his hand, and a transparent spatial domain silently unfolded around his body.
Global space standstill!
All the roaring offensives, all the violent energies, and all the assaulting figures completely stagnated mid-air.
The thirteen elite Inheritors were all frozen in the void, maintaining their attacking postures with furious eyes and panic in their hearts, yet unable to move even a single finger.
Their proud devouring abilities, superhuman physiques, high-speed combat power, and eternal secret techniques completely failed, were completely imprisoned, and completely returned to zero within the absolute domain of spatial laws.
At this moment, they finally truly perceived despair.
The man before them was not an ordinary powerhouse at all, but a top-tier deity who controlled the origin of space-time and transcended multi-dimensional laws!
Their proud eternal hegemony, cross-border combat power, and devouring laws were as insignificant as ant dust in front of true origin power.
"Impossible... We are the Inheritors Family! We devour everything, immortal and undying! You cannot suppress us!"
Dairu's pupils were scarlet as he roared crazily, his heart filled with incredulous collapse.
"Immortal and undying?"
Loren sneered, his gaze icy, "Parasites that survive by plundering the origins of living beings, do you even deserve to be called immortal and undying?"
As his voice fell, Loren slightly clenched his palm.
The spatial squeezing force instantly erupted across the entire domain.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang——!!!
A series of dense annihilation explosions resounded through the void.
The thirteen core elites of the Inheritors didn't even have time to fully emit screams before their bodies shattered, annihilated, and turned into flying ash one after another.
In a mere three seconds.
All the main force of the Inheritors Family was completely wiped out.
The sky and void were instantly cleared.
The terrifying invading army that originally had overwhelming coercion and legions pressing down upon them, in the blink of an eye, had only Morlun left alone upon the throne, standing amidst the sky full of blood-red residual mist.
The entire scene was dead silent.
The tens of millions of people on the ground, all the superheroes in the high altitude, and the three Spider-Manyoung women were all dumbfounded, their brains blank.
That terrifying legion just now, which was enough to destroy Earth and crush the heavens, was actually wiped out entirely by Loren alone with a wave of his hand.
Total crushing, total instant kills, and totally unsolvable throughout.
All the Avengers were thoroughly shocked, leaving only extreme awe and powerlessness in their eyes.
The otherworldly fiends that they struggled with all their might and risked their lives to barely resist were as simple and casual as crushing bugs in Loren's hands.
Chapter 537: One Man Settles the Cosmos
Gwen's eyes were tender yet proud as she quietly looked at the back in front of her, her heart filled with peace.
Silk and Spider-Woman were completely dazed, unable to snap back to their senses for a long time.
They had shuttled through countless parallel Universes, spending their lives evading the hunt of the Inheritors and fearing the mighty name of Morlun, while countless heroes and countless Universes perished in this catastrophe.
Yet at this moment, the Inheritors legion, which terrified Spider-Man across the entire multiverse, was instantly wiped out by a single person before them.
Is this a top-tier powerhouse who controls the origin of time and space and wields the order of the multiverse?
It was too terrifying, too unresolvable, and too shocking.
Above the void, the remaining Morlun had bloody auras rolling violently around him, murderous intent soaring in the depths of his eyes, and extreme anger and disbelief completely drowned his reason.
He watched helplessly as his clansmen, the mainstay of his family, and the combat power he had cultivated were all obliterated with a wave of a hand.
The family's foundation, the accumulation of ages, and the clan's combat strength were all destroyed in a single day!
"You're courting death!!"
Morlun flew into a complete rage, roaring up to the sky. The bloody energy around him exploded with towering red light, and the spatial turbulence of the entire multiverse was forcibly pulled by him, gathering endless devoured origins and the residual power of billions of totems into his body.
He no longer held back any trump cards, completely unlocking his clan's bloodline shackles and entering an over-limit berserk state.
All the vitality, totem origins, and supernatural powers he had devoured over the years erupted instantly in full.
His body surged several times in size, his bloody armor materialized and formed, and destruction-level fluctuations surrounded him. His strength, speed, and devouring power instantly soared dozens of times, his aura crushing the entire space, causing even the spacetime barriers to tremble slightly.
"I have devoured thousands of universal totems and crushed countless Spider-Men!!"
"I am Morlun! Lord of the Inheritors! Devourer of Multiversal Totems!"
"Today, I will drain your origin, tear apart your body, and annihilate your soul! Make you be buried with my entire clan!!"
Morlun roared wildly, his figure transforming into a bloody stream of light piercing through heaven and Earth, carrying the mighty force of destroying everything, launching a full-frontal and all-out strike against Loren.
Every inch of his skin and every wisp of his energy carried the overbearing law of devouring all things. As long as he touched Loren by a fraction, he could instantly drain the other's life and plunder the other's origin.
This was his strongest mortal blow in his life. Everyone's hearts stopped beating, subconsciously holding their breath, thinking that the next moment would be a heaven-shaking peak duel.
Yet reality remained a cruel suppression.
Facing Morlun's all-out ultimate berserk, Loren still stood in place, his posture motionless, his eyes calm and waveless without the slightest ripple.
The moment Morlun's bloody heavy fist was about to reach him, Loren raised his hand casually, striking out with a fluttering palm.
There was no heaven-shattering might, no gorgeous energy fluctuations, only a simple and unadorned wisp of origin thrust.
Yet it was this single palm that completely ended everything.
Boom——!!
The bloody, violent destructive energy was instantly wiped out completely, and the endless devouring origin was forcibly disintegrated in an instant.
Morlun's berserk body instantly stiffened, his surging power instantly dropped to zero, and all his over-limit exploded combat power was forcibly extracted and annihilated in an instant.
His proud devouring law, billions of origins, and undying constitution completely failed and collapsed in front of Loren's spatial origin.
"No——Impossible!! My devouring power!!"
Morlun's pupils shrank sharply, his face filled with collapse and despair as he frantically urged his origin, only to find that all the power he had plundered throughout his life was being reversely devoured, forcibly stripped away, and completely annihilated by the other party.
He had lived his life by devouring others, but in the end, he was reversely devoured by another's origin.
The way of heaven is cyclical, and retribution is swift and sure.
"You rely on devouring living beings, plundering origins, slaughtering the heavens, committing countless evils, and your sins reach the skies."
Loren's voice was cold, echoing through the void, "Today, I shall slay you, wipe out your clan, settle your sins, and end this spider catastrophe spanning across the multiverse."
As his words fell, the spatial power in Loren's palm tightened completely.
Ah—————!!!
Morlun let out a heart-rending, extremely despairing scream as his body disintegrated, annihilated, and turned ethereal layer by layer from the outside in.
The bloody armor shattered, over-limit energy returned to zero, the ancient origin dissipated, and the undying constitution collapsed.
Morlun's final roar echoed through the void, but it could no longer stir up the slightest ripple.
The next instant, his body was completely annihilated, his soul completely disintegrated, and his origin completely returned to zero.
The head of the Inheritors Family, who was notorious throughout the multiverse, had slaughtered hundreds of millions of living beings, and exterminated countless spider totems—Morlun, had completely fallen.
Above the void, there was complete silence.
The bloody mist filling the sky completely dissipated, the spacetime rifts densely packed across the sky closed layer by layer and were completely repaired, and the cold, dead otherworldly aura was completely cleared to zero.
Sunlight pierced through the clouds again, spilling over the Earth, and the sky returned to clear blue.
That all-domain invasion catastrophe of the Inheritors, which was enough to destroy Earth and overturn the multiverse, was completely ended by Loren alone.
One man wiped out a clan, pacified the chaos, and ended the cross-dimensional fateful hunt.
Having dealt with all the invaders, Loren cast his gaze toward the surviving dark temple phantom deep within the multiverse.
The Inheritors ancestral court was still there, the Master Weaver was still imprisoned, and the remaining lower-tier forces of the clan were scattered across various parts of the multiverse.
Slaying the main force was only the first step.
Loren's fingertips lifted slightly, and the power of origin crossed multiple dimensions, instantly locking onto the coordinates of the Inheritors ancestral court.
A wisp of spatial annihilation power fell across the air, and the distant dark temple instantly collapsed, exploded, and was annihilated, completely eradicating the ethnic foundation of the Inheritors over the years.
At the same time, the imprisoned Master Weaver was instantly untied and rescued, and the origin of the multiverse web completely returned to its rightful place, regaining absolute freedom and no longer being controlled by evil forces.
From then on, the Inheritors Family was completely wiped out, their foundation cleared to zero, their roots severed, and they were completely struck off the multiverse.
The spider extinction prophecy spanning across the multiverse was completely invalidated.
Three strikes to wipe out the clan, three moves to quell the chaos, one man settles the cosmos.
High above in the sky, all the superheroes remained speechless for a long time, leaving only extreme shock and awe in their hearts.
Thor the God of Thunder said with a deep sigh, "Today I finally know what attitude a true God of the heavens truly possesses."
Tony Stark looked at that aloof back and sighed softly, "The World we desperately protect can be safe and sound within a single thought of his."
Captain America gripped his shield tightly, his eyes filled with awe, "He is the true Guardian of the multiverse."
Gwen, Silk, and Spider-Woman slowly stepped forward, standing by Loren's side, their eyes filled with extreme gratitude and peace of mind.
Silk's eye sockets turned slightly red, and the fear and fatalistic gloom that had been accumulated for ages in her heart completely vanished into thin air today.
The extinction crisis that had plagued the entire spider multiverse for countless years was completely eradicated today.
There would be no more Inheritor hunts, no more totem sacrifices, and no more doomed destiny of destruction.
Spider-Man across all parallel Universes would henceforth break free from the shackles of destiny, able to survive steadily and freely protect the World.
Spider-Woman bowed deeply, her tone full of sincere gratitude, "Thank you, My Lord. You have ended our catastrophe and saved all spider totem holders. You are the benefactor of our entire spider multiverse."
Loren raised his hand slightly, signaling the two to stand up. His gaze was gentle, shedding the coldness of slaughter.
"No need for formalities. The source of chaos has been eliminated. From now on, there will be no more Inheritorsthreat in the multiverse. You can completely drop your guard, and no longer need to flee, fight, or fear destiny."
The three ultimate totems—the Other, the Bride, and the Scion—were completely safe from then on, the sacrificial ritual was completely invalidated, and the future of the spider clan was completely rewritten.
The ancient gloom dissipated in a single day, and the web of the heavens returned to peace.
Loren's gaze swept across the entire Earth that had returned to stability, the peaceful sky, the surviving citizens, and the relieved heroes.
He wielded the Time Variance Authority, guarded the order of the multiverse, quelled the zombie catastrophe, wiped out the Inheritors demon race, and repeatedly crushed cross-border chaos and purged evil forces across the heavens.
As long as he was here, all evil forces attempting to subvert the Universe, slaughter living beings, and stir up chaos would ultimately be completely crushed, thoroughly annihilated, and reduced to zero.
The storm had completely come to an end, the sunlight was just right, and the evening breeze was gentle.
"Let's go back."
Loren spoke softly, taking the three of them to turn and step into the spacetime portal, returning to the stable and quiet manor.
Chapter 538: Fallen!
The spacetime rifts completely closed, and the gloomy haze across the firmament faded away entirely.
The smoke of war in New York was slowly blown away by the evening breeze; the once sky-blocking blood-red pressure and dimensional intent to kill capable of destroying the heavens had completely vanished into thin air.
Sunlight pierced through the thin clouds, gently spilling over the scarred yet reborn land; the bustling city gradually regained its vitality, and the panicked, fleeing crowds slowly settled down.
A destined catastrophe that was originally meant to exterminate all spider totems completely turned into a thing of the past.
The portal's dim light rippled softly, and four figures quietly landed back in the manor's courtyard.
Compared to the chaos of the outside world that had just experienced the flames of war, this pure land of independent spacetime remained gentle and stable; the verdant vegetation swayed gently in the breeze, and the pool's water ripples glistened.
The evening breeze carried a faint floral fragrance, stripping away all slaughter and hostility, leaving only the relaxation and peace of quiet years.
The earth-shattering battle that had just ended remained firmly imprinted in the hearts of the three women.
That was an absolute crushing defeat and supreme gentleness they had never seen throughout the years across countless parallel Universes.
Morlun, this name was the ultimate nightmare of the entire spider multiverse.
For countless years, countless brilliantly talented Spider-Man rose up in resistance, countless teams fought to the death, countless Universes perished because of it, and everyone lived in the shadow of the Inheritors Family's hunt.
Firmly bound by the shackles of destiny, fleeing, fighting, and falling had become the unchanging destiny of all spider totem holders since ancient times.
Yet such a terrifying demon god who spanned dimensions and was invincible, along with his inherited family, the ancestral court entrenched in spacetime, and the legion with all elites dispatched, was ultimately vulnerable dust before Loren.
He raised his hand to suppress spacetime, flipped his hand to destroy ten thousand enemies, pacified ages of chaos with a single thought, and single-handedly broke the cage of destiny.
What was most heart-stirring was never his invincible combat power that crushed the heavens, but the rare gentleness and compassion beneath that invincibility; he could have watched the disputes of the multiverse with cold eyes, and could have ignored the life and death of these cross-Universe ants.
Yet because he protected Gwen alone, he was willing to overturn an entire clan, pacify the calamity of ages, and hack out a safe and enduring path of survival for all struggling spider totems.
The thousand-jin heavy burden that had pressed upon their hearts all the way here completely vanished into thin air at this moment.
Spider-Woman put away her year-long tightly wound vigilance, shed her capable battle suit, and her brows and eyes lost the sharpness of the battlefield, gaining a few more touches of a young girl's softness.
In the past years, she had long been used to fighting alone and facing death head-on, having seen too many Universecollapses and companion falls, and had long forged an iron-blooded and resilient state of mind.
But today, under Loren's absolutely secure protection, she truly realized for the first time that being a Guardian meant she did not have to always hard-carry and put up a strong front forever; she could also have something to lean on and unload all her fatigue.
She turned her gaze to look at the tall and upright youth beside her, her eyes surging with uncontainable adoration and admiration.
That was the emotional stir of encountering heavenly light after experiencing despair, the heartbeat of submitting to the light after seeing the darkness—pure, sincere, and without a shred of impurity.
Silk's state of mind was even more turbulent.
As the Bride, one of the three primary totems, she had been locked by destiny since the beginning of her birth, serving as the core sacrifice for the Inheritors Family's ultimate ritual; her whole life was spent being hunted, coveted, and coerced by destiny, and she had never had a single day of true peace.
Shuttling through countless Universes and avoiding endless hunting, she had long defaulted to the ending that she was destined to be sacrificed and destined to perish, thinking that she would eventually become a casualty ending the spider era and finish her life hastily.
Yet Loren's appearance personally tore apart this damned destiny, shattered the eternal shackles that imprisoned her, and forcefully dragged her out of the established tragic fate.
It was he who made her no longer have to flee day and night, no longer fear destiny, and no longer fear the endless darkness and hunting behind her.
The gratitude deep in her heart had long fermented into intense adoration and reliance through each shock and redemption.
Only Gwen stood quietly to the side, her brows and eyes as gentle as water.
She was the person who understood Loren best, knowing his gentleness, his strength, his sense of responsibility, and the heavy spacetime burden he carried.
From the initial following to day-to-day reliance, and now to complete sinking, she had long completely surrendered all her feelings, all her peace, and all her remaining life to the man in front of her.
The evening breeze gently brushed past the hair tips of the four people; the courtyard was silent, and the sense of relaxation after the conclusion of the great battle enveloped everyone.
There were no pursuers, no crises, no oppression of destiny; at this moment, only ultimate peace and lingering affection remained.
The previous night, the homologous Spider-Sense had already allowed Silk and Spider-Woman to feel Gwen's gentle palpitation across the room; that secretive, shy, and warm resonance had long planted a subtle seed deep in the hearts of the two.
It was just that back then the great battle was about to come and crises were not yet eliminated, so the two were full of vigilance and panic, having no time to care about the strange emotions deep in their hearts.
But now that the storms had all dissipated and the ancient haze had completely vanished, the palpitation hidden deep in their hearts finally broke through the soil completely, gently spreading to their limbs and bones.
Spider-Woman took a deep breath and took the lead to step forward, breaking the silence of the courtyard.
Her state of mind was mature and steady, different from the shyness and cowardice of ordinary young girls; having experienced thousands of storms, she understood what kindness was, what sincerity was, and dared to face the most true feelings deep in her heart.
She walked up to Loren, lowered her head slightly, shed all the firmness of the battlefield, and her brows and eyes were filled with gentle piety: "My Lord, thank you.
You didn't just save our lives, you even saved the spider lineage of the entire multiverse, ending the tragic destiny we've had for hundreds of millions of years; we have no way to repay this kindness."
Her voice was soft, yet it was heavy, concealing the most sincere respect.
Silk also followed closely behind, stepping forward gently. Her pretty cheeks carried a shallow blush, and her eyes were sparkling, filled with adoration and gentleness: "If it weren't for you, in this lifetime, I would never escape the destiny of the Bride totem, and would forever live in the fear of being hunted and sacrificed. It was you who gave us a new life and gave all Spider-Man a secure future."
The words of the two were sincere and burning, landing in Loren's heart, gentle and long-lasting.
Loren lowered his gaze to look at the two young girls in front of him with starlight in their eyes, his tone peaceful and warm: "No need to be polite. I am also doing this for Gwen, and helping you was just a matter of convenience.
From now on, your destiny has been rewritten, and no one can hunt you anymore. You can live freely and stably in any Universe, without needing to run and flee anymore."
But this lightweight comfort was far from enough to bear the shock and gratitude in the hearts of the two.
They had seen all the darkness in the world, the apathy of the strong, the selfishness of gods, and the cruelty of the Universe. Only Loren held supreme authority and shouldered the order of the heavens.
Yet he was always gentle and compassionate, willing to overturn an entire group that had done evil for ages for the sake of them who were strangers, and willing to prop up a safe and peaceful world for strange universal beings.
Such a powerful, gentle, and utterly sincere man was enough to make everyone who had seen darkness willingly sink.
Chapter 539: Fighting Three Spiders Alone!
Spider-Woman raised her gaze, her clear eyes looking straight at Loren, carrying a trace of cautious piety and bravery.
"We... we will soon return to our own Universe, the passages of the parallel Universes have already stabilized, our respective World still needs reorganization, and we do not have much time left to stay."
Speaking of parting, a trace of reluctance flashed across the depths of both women's eyes.
The freedom of escaping pursuit and breaking free from destiny was hard-won, but what made them even more nostalgic was the peace of this pure land and the ultimate peace of mind brought by the person before them.
Silk added softly, her voice soft and delicate, carrying the unique shyness of a young girl: "We do not know when we will meet again. Perhaps a long time, or perhaps... we will never have the chance to meet again."
"Before leaving, we want to repay you properly, and we want to stay by your side without any regrets."
Gwen at the side naturally understood the intentions of the two.
She looked at the two companions who had also broken free from destiny and regained a new lease on life, looking at the unconcealed worship, reliance, and affection hidden in the depths of their eyes, with not a shred of prejudice in her heart, only gentle empathy.
Their lives had been too bitter, drifting about in displacement and floating between life and death for a lifetime, never having been protected, cherished, and redeemed like this by anyone.
Now that the dust had settled and their wishes were stable, it was completely normal to want to rush towards a gentle consummation before parting.
Gwen stepped forward gently, actively pressing close to Loren's side, and spoke gently, dissolving all awkwardness and unease for the two: "Master, let us accompany you."
"You must be very tired from this catastrophe, so let us serve you together! Tonight the moonlight is just right, the evening breeze is gentle, and we want to accompany you to properly experience this hard-won peace."
Her initiative and gentleness instantly dispelled Silk's and Spider-Woman's final shyness and restraint.
The homologous Spider-Sense was quietly resonating, and three gentle intentions, three pure admirations, slowly merged in the quiet evening breeze, gentle and lingering.
Loren looked at the three young girls in front of him whose eyes were filled with gentleness and sincerity, a shallow, gentle smile rippling in the depths of his eyes.
He could clearly perceive the state of mind of the three. There was no utilitarianism, no calculation, only the delivery of sincere hearts after going through catastrophes, the ultimate reliance after escaping from desperate situations, and the total rush towards light and redemption.
"Okay."
He answered softly, his voice warm and jade-like, gently embracing all their intentions.
The evening breeze in the courtyard gradually softened, the starlight all over the sky lit up slowly, and the fine starlight sprinkled across the courtyard, gently enveloping the figures of the four.
The flowers and trees in the distance stood quietly, the ripples of the pool Water moved slightly, and the peace of the entire independent spacetime gathered entirely within this small courtyard.
Gwen was the most intimate and natural, gently leaning into Loren's arms, the familiar peace of mind wrapping around all her mind and soul.
Having experienced life-and-death battles and experienced the impermanence of destiny, this leaning at this moment was exceptionally precious and exceptionally warm.
Silk turned slightly, walking slowly closer. The young girl's shyness made her cheeks slightly red, but she still bravely pressed close to that warmth.
In the past, she had always been a lonely Shadow floating without support, entangled by destiny, and had never leaned so peacefully by someone else's side, never experiencing such a stable and lingering gentleness.
Spider-Woman shed all her competence and resilience, laid down all her responsibilities and heavy burdens, and gently leaned down to accompany him, her eyes filled with piety and satisfaction.
Having fought for half her life and carried heavy loads for half her life, at this moment, she could finally cast off all her armor, lay down all her fatigue, and purely be an ordinary person greedy for gentleness.
The homologous Spider-Sense of the three completely and gently resonated at this moment.
There was no noise, no ripples, only fine, warm, and lingering throbs gently entwining among the four.
They could vaguely perceive each other's intentions, perceiving the gentleness and satisfaction deep in each other's hearts. The three intentions were homologous and symbiotic, blending with each other and becoming increasingly burning hot.
Loren raised his hand, gently stroking Gwen's hair, his movements soft and pampering, carrying a unique gentle tolerance, and then slowly raised his hand to gently soothe the other two cautious and deeply attached women beside him.
The touch was gentle and delicate, carrying a reassuring temperature, instantly smoothing away all the remaining panic and fatigue deep in the two's hearts.
The flight, slaughter, fear, and despair of countless days and nights in the past all dissipated at this moment.
The panic of being hunted, the helplessness of being entangled by destiny, and the grief of witnessing companions falling were completely melted away without a trace within this ultimate gentleness and peace of mind.
The night grew deeper, the starlight became clearer, the evening breeze was gentle and lingering, and the courtyard was quiet and serene.
The four leaned against each other quietly, without intense ripples, only rhythmic collisions, along with the gentleness and consummation of quiet years.
Silk closed her eyes slightly, her heart filled with fortune and satisfaction.
How lucky she was to break free from eternal destiny, escape a certain death outcome, and before parting, manage to rush towards a gentle consummation, repaying the benefactor who redeemed her, and retaining an unforgettable gentle memory of this lifetime.
For the rest of her life, even if she was in different parallel Universes, tonight's starlight and evening breeze, tonight's gentleness and peace of mind would become the warmest light in her long years, supporting her to move forward steadily.
Spider-Woman leaned within the gentle shelter, her heart clear and transparent.
She had seen the darkness of the heavens and guarded the justice of the World, but she had never felt such ultimate peace of mind.
The gentleness of this moment was enough to smooth away half a lifetime of wind and frost for her, dispel all her fatigue, and make her no longer fear the wind and rain ahead, nor panic about the impermanence of the Universefrom then on.
Gwen nestled in the most familiar embrace, her eyebrows and eyes gentle and calm, her heart full of peace of mind and attachment.
She knew Loren's strength and also craved Loren's gentleness. Being able to accompany her Master and guard this peace was her greatest consummation in this lifetime.
Three sincere intentions flowed slowly in the quiet night, gently entwining, blending into one.
There was no clamor, no impetuousness.
There was only pure companionship and give-and-take, as well as enveloping from top to bottom and pincers from front and back.
There was only cherishing and attachment after going through catastrophes.
This night, there was no soul-stirring slaughter, no despair of unbreakable destiny, and no panic of spacetime collapse.
There was only the evening breeze, starlight, gentleness, and true heart.
They completely laid down all shackles, all responsibilities, and all fear in this pure land guarded by spacetime, with the utmost...
Parting was imminent, the road ahead was long, and perhaps in the future the heavens would be separated, the Universe would take different paths, and there would be no date for meeting again.
But tonight's gentleness, tonight's redemption, and tonight's devoted companionship would be forever branded in the depths of the three's hearts, becoming Eternity's warmth spanning parallel Universes and long years.
Loren quietly felt the three gentle and sincere intentions beside him, the gentleness in the depths of his eyes long-lasting.
He pacified the turmoil of the heavens and guarded the peace of the Universe, and at this moment, this fine and burning true heart was also the most precious and moving consummation after the troubled times subsided.
Starlight fell all over their shoulders, the evening breeze embraced them gently, the years were peaceful, and everything was complete.
Chapter 540: Returning After Leaving
A night of lingering starlight and gentle, long breezes.
The manor in the independent space had shed all the hostility and harshness of war, leaving only the relaxed and peaceful atmosphere of quiet years across the whole World.
There was no tremor of space-time rifts, no panic of cross-border hunting, no oppression of the shackles of fate. Flowers and trees swayed peacefully, the pool water quietly reflected the galaxy, and the quiet courtyard completely isolated all the dangers and violence of the troubled times from the outside.
After a night of complete devotion and companionship, the gloomy shadows, fatigue, and panic piled up deep inside the hearts of the three female Spider-Men completely melted away.
The homologous Spider-Sense completely stretched out, no longer having the tension of slaughter or the palpitations of escape, leaving only pure stability, tenderness, and fulfillment.
Gwen leaned against Loren's side, her eyebrows and eyes serene and soft, the fierce battle aura around her completely dissipated, looking entirely like she was immersed in tenderness.
Having survived life-and-death catastrophes and endured the prison of fate, she had long regarded this manor and the man beside her as her eternal home, no longer needing to wander or put on a brave front, only needing to accompany each other peacefully as the best ending of this life.
Silk's eyebrows and eyes completely cleared up.
As a sacrificial totem locked by fate, from the moment she awakened her abilities, she lived in endless fear and flight.
Vigilant against hunting day and night, constantly fearing sacrifice, she had never had a single day of peace of mind, and even long ago defaulted to the tragic ending that she would eventually perish and end the spider era.
But tonight's gentle redemption and all-night passionate companionship completely smoothed away the riddled scars deep in her heart, allowing her to truly break free from the shackles of fate and understand what rebirth and stability were.
Spider-Woman also unloaded half a lifetime of wind and frost.
She had walked the multiverse for hundreds of years, guarding countless parallel space-times with her own strength, witnessing the collapse of Universes, the fall of companions, and the annihilation of ethnic groups. She had long forged an iron-blooded temperament, getting used to fighting alone and carrying heavy loads forward, never relying on anyone.
But Loren's appearance made her put down all her armor and heavy burdens for the first time, experiencing the tenderness of being fully protected by someone without needing to endure it hard.
The night of intimate companionship was gratitude for surviving a desperate situation, rushing toward the light after sinking into darkness, and even sincere admiration across the years.
Three pure and burning affections took root in the quiet night, gentle, long, and integrated into one.
The sky grew slightly bright, the galaxy gradually faded, and the first ray of soft morning light pierced through the clouds, spilling into the manor courtyard, casting a layer of warm golden edges on the verdant plants.
The peaceful night came to a complete end, and the time of parting arrived as expected.
The space-time channels of the parallel Universes had long been completely stabilized by Loren, without hidden dangers of collapse, disorder, or dislocation, which was enough for Silk and Spider-Woman to return safely to their respective native Universes.
Their World had experienced years of ravaging by the Inheritors Family, leaving it scarred and with collapsed order, and there were also countless scattered remaining scourges waiting to be reorganized. As Guardians of the Universe, they ultimately had to return to their homeland and shoulder their unfinished responsibilities.
"It's time to go."
Spider-Woman gently stood up, her voice gentle yet carrying a trace of hard-to-conceal reluctance.
She looked at Loren beside her, her eyes still retaining last night's lingering affection and piety, and her clear eyes that had weathered wind and rain were filled with endless attachment.
"Thank you, Loren. Not only did you save our lives, but you also redeemed the destiny of the entire multiverse spider clan. Everything tonight, we will never forget in this lifetime."
Silk stood up right after, her delicate cheeks still bearing an undissipated blush, her sparkling eyes filled with tenderness and yearning.
She nodded gently, her voice soft and delicate: "We will always remember this redemption and tenderness. For the rest of our lives, even if the heavens are separated and the mountains and seas take different paths, this kindness and heartbeat will always support us to move forward."
Parting was imminent, and the two were full of reluctance in their hearts, but they also knew that fate had changed and the road ahead was stable.
From now on, there would be no more nightmare pursuits, no more destined sacrificial endings. They could steadily guard their own Universe and live freely and vibrantly.
He had long pacified the chaos of the zombie Universe, annihilated the main force of the Inheritors legion, destroyed the enemy's ancestral temple, and cut off the shackles of fate that imprisoned the spider clan.
In his judgment, the remaining scattered small forces could not make any waves, nor were they enough to threaten the stability of any parallel Universe, let alone shake the origin of the three spider totems.
In the future multiverse, there would be no more crisis of spider extinction, and no more cross-border slaughter by the Inheritors.
For the remaining time, there was only the peace of quiet years.
Sending off Silk and Spider-Woman, Loren withdrew his gaze, turned around to take Gwen's hand, and returned to the manor, intending to temporarily lay down his heavy burdens and enjoy the rare stable time.
Having experienced two catastrophes spanning the multiverse, he also rarely had leisure to relax his body and mind and accompany the person beside him.
No one knew that deep in the darkest space-time crevice of the multiverse, beneath the ruins of the Inheritors ancestral home that had long been judged to be completely destroyed, a layer of underground secret nests that had never been discovered by anyone was quietly surging with a cold bloody glimmer.
There lay the ultimate trump card for the survival of the Inheritors Family for thousands of years, and the true root cause of their daring to fight repeatedly without fear of destruction—the secret technique of origin clone rebirth.
...
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, a day passed.
For ordinary people, a day's time was short and insignificant, passing in a flash.
But for the unsettled multiverse, a single day was enough to set off a heaven-shaking upheaval that subverted everything.
On this day, the Main Universe was calm and tranquil, New York City completely repaired the wounds of war, the people returned to a stable life, superheroes performed their respective duties, and the order of the Universesteadily recovered.
Inside the manor, it was even more quiet and peaceful, the years were gentle, and there was not the slightest sign of crisis descending.
Loren originally thought that the days ahead would be so stable and smooth, with the catastrophe ending, troubles eradicated, and destiny concluded.
But at the exact moment when the one-day period arrived——
Hum——!!
Above the manor, the space-time barrier that had long been completely sealed and without fluctuations suddenly sounded a hasty space-time tremor.
A hurried, disheveled, and extremely panicked and exhausted ray of space-time light suddenly tore through the airspace, forcibly opening a temporary channel on the barrier of the independent pure land. A slender figure stumbled and fell heavily onto the bluestone ground of the courtyard.
"Puff——"
The moment she landed, the figure let out a muffled groan, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Her battle suit was damaged beyond recognition and covered with scars from slaughter. Her originally steady and capable aura completely collapsed, leaving only extreme panic, fatigue, and despair.
It was Spider-Woman.
Having not seen her for just a single day, she no longer had yesterday's tenderness and relaxation. Covered in wind and frost and covered in bruises, her eyes were filled with lingering fear, and her Spider-Sense was disordered and restless, warning of an ultimate fatal crisis at every moment.
She had clearly returned safely to her parallel Universe just yesterday and should have been reorganizing order and soothing living beings in her homeland, but at this moment she had returned in a disheveled state, heavily injured and looking desperate.