American Comics: The Matrix

Chapter 554 Disintegration
Peter held the spider silk with one hand, while the unconscious Connors was tucked under his waist with the other.

Above him, Harry carried John, and Karen held the rocket. The two of them stood on gliders, escaping while also serving as fulcrums for the spider silk.

Now even without Uncle Ben in the sky, I can still swing on spider webs.

Behind them, the massive city of Atlantis, resembling a hemisphere, had completely fallen, flames raged, and the fire ignited every soul yearning for freedom.

The Ram Rider was completely overwhelmed at the moment. He wanted to give chase, but he couldn't ignore the situation in Atlan City. If the Supreme Evolution found out, he would be held responsible.

The escaped slaves were swallowed up and disappeared the moment they stepped into the sand outside the castle.

In the sand, a few scattered slaves who had escaped from the city of Atlan welcomed a large number of newcomers, who had long since become a race living underground.

On an island dozens of kilometers away, Broomray and Kitt, who were in charge of the rendezvous, waved to them.

"Great, we finally succeeded."

"Did it really work?" Karen wasn't sure. Looking at Connors' terrible injuries, she felt it wasn't a success.

Is he really alright?

"It looks a bit dead."

"It's nothing, just a minor injury." Harry waved his hand, tossed John onto the vehicle, and pulled out a vial of reagent, plunging it into Connors's ribs.

Instantly, the wounds began to heal rapidly, and granulation tissue grew at a visible speed, quickly forming a brand new arm. The other injuries on his body also completely healed.

"Well--"

Connors woke up from his coma immediately, but he still looked a little weak.

After all, his internal organs were almost damaged in the fight with Ursula.

"Are you alright, Doctor?"

"It's alright." Connors rubbed his head, then asked curiously, "By the way, weren't you supposed to be rescuing John? Why did you bring back an orc?"

“That’s John, only he was transformed into an orc.” Karen felt sorry for John.

"It's alright, no big deal, I'm a professional."

Connors said that this was nothing; as long as the composition of the reagent was figured out, the formula could be directly reversed to find the antidote.

Even without reagents, he can still manage to get most of it working.

The reagent was just for safety, since he wasn't sure if the formula used by the Supreme Evolution was the same as his.

"Let's go back to base first."

……

Meanwhile, at Vindagner Castle.

The fall of Atlantis has alarmed the Supreme Evolution.

He glared angrily at the three knights kneeling before him, especially at the Ram Knight.

"I gave you all new powers, but you bunch of trash! You still lost to Spider-Man! Not only did they destroy Atlantis, but Ms. Ursula also died! Ram, you've disappointed me greatly!"

The Supreme Evolution coldly looked at him: "Your incompetence has made me start to consider whether you are a failure."

"I am very sorry, Supreme Evolution Lord, I bear an unshirkable responsibility for this matter, but please allow me a few words of explanation." The ram's voice was calm.

"Say!"

The Ram Rider stood up abruptly, turned around, and glared angrily at the Tiger King.

“Supreme Evolutionary Lord, I had already captured members of the resistance, as well as your former experimental subject 89P13,”

"what?"

A hint of emotion flickered across the Supreme Evolution's expression, and the Ram continued speaking.

"But for some reason, the information that I led them to Atlan City fell into the ears of the rebels so quickly, and they even knew the internal structure of Atlan City!"

"I suspect there's a mole among us!"

The ram's gaze swept over Tiger King and Mrs. Forminn, its sharp voice like fingernails scraping against glass. "Is that you, Mrs. Forminn? You seem to have a fondness for Spider-Man?"

“No!” Mrs. Forming exclaimed in terror. “Although I do like Spider-Man, I would never dare to betray the Supreme Evolution Lord!”

"Then, it's you, Tiger King!"

The Ram Rider was certain, or rather, he had suspected it was the Tiger King from the very beginning.

“You are slandering me, Lord Gongyang,” the Tiger King said, looking at him with neither servility nor arrogance.

“I do not have any evidence,” Ram Rider suddenly grinned, “but I can tell you that I knew the information would be leaked, so I made preparations in advance.”

The Tiger King's expression shifted slightly, a fleeting look of surprise crossing his face.

"Let me tell you, I already implanted a tracking chip in that rebel's body. It will lead us to the rebels' stronghold. Then we'll wipe them all out!"

"you,"

Tiger King stood up with a bang, seemingly having already confessed without being asked.

"How pathetic, Tiger King."

With a swift press of its palm, the Supreme Evolution unleashed an invisible force that collapsed like a mountain, forcing the Tiger King to kneel once more.

"It seems you're the failure. Perhaps I added too much human component to you?" The Supreme Evolution looked at him as if he were a defective product.

"Take him away!"

Several orc soldiers came in, grabbed the Tiger King by both arms, and dragged him away.

The ram immediately knelt down: "Supreme Evolution, our Creator, in my opinion, it would be best to execute the Tiger King!"

"Of course, don't think that this will absolve you of your sins, Ram." The Supreme Evolution glanced at him and said mercilessly.

“I’m very sorry, I didn’t expect Ms. Ursula to…”

"No!" The Supreme Evolution interrupted him forcefully, almost shouting, "I don't care who dies! I only care about 89! P! 13!"

He angrily walked up to the ram, grabbed it by the collar, and lifted it high in the air.

"How dare you harbor him!"

The Vocational High School's appearance didn't show any change from before, but the Ram clearly sensed that its opponent had become stronger.

'It's all because of that receiver. If I could get that…'

The Ram Rider's eyes held a rebellious streak.

"I'm sorry, sir, I thought... I thought I shouldn't bother you."

"Humph!"

The Supreme Evolution coldly replied, "I don't need you to guess my thoughts, Ram. But fortunately, you still have a chance to salvage the situation."

He threw the ram to the ground.

"Go and wipe out the entire resistance, and bring back Spider-Man, 89P13, and that dinosaur man!"

"As ordered!"

……

"Okay, it worked."

Inside the rebel base, Connorson mixed a row of messy test tubes together, then drew them into a syringe and jabbed it into John's arm.

The medicine worked quickly; the werewolf John's fur disappeared, and he returned to his original appearance.

He slowly woke up, rubbing his head as he sat up.

"Wait, are you Dr. Connorson? And Harry Osborn? You're reinforcements from the Celestial Guild?"

(End of this chapter)