WTF!
The moment Molten Man and The Swarm's attacks passed through Peter, their mentalities instantly collapsed.
It was that same old saying—this wasn't right, this guy was a cheater!
Just like Electro's elementalization, Witch Rider's Flowing Water Form also came with a similar intangibility setting.
However, this intangibility also had a flaw: in this state, Peter's attacks likewise could not deal physical damage to his opponents.
Of course, this was limited only to physical damage; as for magic, it remained unaffected.
So... "Is this all you've got? If this is the limit of what you can do... then it's my turn!"
As Peter spoke, he suddenly snapped his fingers.
Ice Time~!
Following Peter's action,
A terrifying chill madly radiated from the surface of his body.
This horrific cold front acted upon The Swarm and Molten Man.
The The Swarm of bees didn't even have time to disperse before they were all frozen solid, forming a giant ball of ice that crashed to the ground.
As for Molten Man, he unleashed all the heat within his body, attempting to resist this terrifying low temperature.
But his temperature ultimately had an upper limit, and he couldn't continuously produce heat forever.
Peter's magic, however, had no limit at all!
Thus, the confrontation lasted for less than ten seconds before Molten Man immediately admitted defeat.
The blinding golden-red on Molten Man's surface quickly dimmed, and the flowing liquid metal became sluggish and rigid.
Even more fatal was that as the temperature plummeted, his proud liquid metal body underwent an irreversible embrittlement phenomenon.
"No... no!"
Amidst terrified roars, Molten Man struggled violently, trying to escape the erosion of the cold air.
Crack!
A crisp snapping sound rang out—the fellow had actually twisted off his own arm.
Following that, cracks spread across his body like a spiderweb.
Ping!
The alloy body disintegrated in despair, turning into a pile of cold metal fragments on the ground.
Mission accomplished.
Clapping away non-existent dust from his hands, Peter looked at the three supervillains at his feet, their fates unknown.
After thinking for a moment, he chose to activate the little broken watch.
He planned to use the Symbiote mode's powerful memory-reading function to see if these people were worth absorbing into the Fist of Shadow.
The result left Peter quite disappointed.
In his memories, "The Swarm" was an existence who had supervised gas chambers in Nazi concentration camps.
The moment he realized this, Peter's gaze narrowed, and without a second thought, he reached out and lightly tapped a larger bee.
Ping!
The ice sculpture of the Queen Bee turned into dust.
The World became a bit cleaner.
As for Molten Man and Isaiah,
These two actually weren't anything good either.
In the movies, Isaiah looked as if he had suffered a great injustice, but in reality, by reading his memories, Peter found that this guy had frequently used his power to abuse innocent women on the battlefields of World War II.
Furthermore, this guy's head was practically filled with thoughts of revenge.
If this fellow really took over Captain America's position to become a Black Captain America, he would most likely become an existence like the fake Captain America who appeared in the TV series "The Falcon and the Winter Soldier."
As for Molten Man, he was actually a decent person before coming into contact with HYDRA.
But after being recruited into the organization by HYDRA, he had already fallen into evil, with several innocent lives on his hands.
Molten Men from other Universes might be worth saving, but the Molten Man in this Universe where Peter was located was clearly not the same case.
Once he confirmed that these were all people who deserved to die, Peter didn't bother wasting time.
He sent Isaiah and Molten Man on their way as well, and then sacrificed all the items related to the four of them.
Unfortunately, because the fame of these four was truly too low, their related items were also almost worthless.
The four of them together only provided Peter with 1,800 sacrifice points.
After completing the sacrifice, Peter activated his Byakugan and took a general look.
He found that the battle situation on Tony's side was much as he had expected.
Without these four major villains holding the line, the remaining HYDRA grunts were as fragile as wet paper in front of Tony and the others.
The battle had already entered garbage time.
Tony was firing all sorts of thermal weapons as if they cost nothing, beating those so-called HYDRA elites until they cried for their parents.
And Alexander Pierce, who had tried to slip away through a secret passage, was currently being pinned firmly to the ground by Captain America's shield, his old face flushed the color of pig liver, clearly having suffered quite a bit.
Before long, Peter appeared beside Tony and the others.
Seeing Peter appear, Alexander still wanted to use his silver tongue to fight for a sliver of hope.
But Peter couldn't be bothered to waste words with this old dog, and directly injected his Symbiote body into him, just as he had read the four villains earlier.
Before long, a massive stream of information flooded into Peter's mind.
HYDRA's secret Bases throughout the Americas, their contact methods with European HYDRA, the list of personnel lurking within S.H.I.E.L.D. and various government departments, the multinational corporations controlled in the shadows, the huge sums of money embezzled over the years... all the dirty secrets, at this moment, became things in Peter's pocket.
After reading Alexander's memories, Peter let go and spoke to Tony, who was still having a blast killing nearby:
"Alright, this old dog is useless now. As a side note, he is indeed the highest level of HYDRA in the Americas; your father's death was orchestrated by this old dog."
Hearing this, Tony understood instantly.
He walked forward with a savage grin, the energy beam in his palm narrowing from thick to thin, turning into a scorching but non-lethal laser.
The laser began from the man's toes, slowly passing over him inch by inch, bringing with it waves of the burnt stench of roasted meat.
"Aaagh!!!"
Alexander Pierce let out bursts of pig-like wailing.
Captain America and Winter Soldier watched this scene from the side, without the slightest intention of stopping it.
These executioners whose hands were covered in blood did not deserve any sympathy.
While Tony was over there "enjoying" the pleasure of revenge, Peter strolled over to Bucky, who was swollen like a pig's head.
He reached out, and the power of the horse talisman instantly acted upon Bucky's body.
A few seconds later, not only was Bucky restored to his original state, but even the stress responses left behind by HYDRA's conditioning were completely eliminated.
At this moment, he could be considered a completely healthy Bucky Barnes in the truest sense.
And precisely because of this, those memories from his time as the Winter Soldier were also completely recalled by him.
After realizing the sins he had committed against Tony's and Peter's relatives, Bucky fell into a long silence.
That heavy guilt made him feel suffocated.
He looked at Peter, who had helped him recover from his injuries, and then at Tony, who had just finished his laser torture and had a complex, lost expression.
Bucky took a deep breath and silently walked in front of the two of them.
"I'm sorry."
He lowered his head, his voice hoarse and filled with sincere apology.
However, just as his voice fell, Tony raised his fist without any warning.
It wasn't the fist of the mark iv, but his own fist!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Tony's eyes were red as he straddled Bucky, smashing his face with one punch after another.
Bucky, who had just been restored to health, became bloodied and mangled once again under this rain of heavy punches, looking even more pathetic than before Peter's treatment.
Captain America looked at Bucky's battered face and instinctively wanted to step forward to stop it.
But Bucky, after coughing out a mouthful of bloody foam, spoke with difficulty:
"Steve, don't come over."
He looked into Tony's eyes, which were filled with pain, and said word by word,
"This is... what I owe him."