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Chapter 71 Fierce Battle on Earth 700 (2)

Peter is dealing with the Prowler, Miles's uncle Aaron Davis.

The Prowler is actually a rather obscure villain. Its current popularity as a Spider-Man villain is entirely due to Miles Morales bringing fame to his uncle. In fact, Aaron Davis wasn't even the original Prowler—the original Prowler in the comics, Hobby Brown, was a high-altitude glass cleaner. His boots were for walking on the exterior walls of tall buildings, his claws were for grabbing things at high altitudes, and his bracelets were originally for launching glass cleaner.

Then it was converted into a weapon. The combat boots, which allow walking on any hard surface, were enhanced to give the Prowler mobility comparable to Spider-Man. The claws can easily cut through steel bars, and the bracelets can launch things like grappling hooks, throwing knives, or other dangerous objects.

Gone.

That's all the Prowler has to offer. Combined with his years of combat experience, including having served time in prison with Aaron Davis and Kingpin, he's a little dangerous, but a villain with a certain reputation who doesn't start out fully equipped like in Thrillers isn't really that dangerous for Peter.

"Seriously, why don't you become a janitor? I'm sure all the window cleaners in New York would envy your gear."

As Peter spoke, he dodged the Prowler's attacks. He noticed that the Prowler was constantly watching his web-shooters, yet was still able to dodge his occasional counterattacks. Undoubtedly, the Prowler had also accumulated a great deal of experience fighting Spider-Man in his battle with blond Peter.

But this experience is irrelevant, because he has something that Spider-Man in this universe doesn't have, not to mention Uncle Ben.

"You're no different from our Spider-Man, just as spouting nonsense and just as self-righteous."

As the Wanderer swung its claws, it turned and kicked Peter. Peter leaned back to dodge, then used his legs to perform a backflip, dodging the two poison darts fired from the Wanderer's bracelet. At the same time, spider silk was launched towards his hands, but it was torn apart by the Wanderer's claws.

"Really? That's not necessarily the case."

As another ball-shaped spider web was sliced ​​open by the Prowler's claws, Peter switched the type of silk and, while firing silk at the creature, added, "For example, I haven't told him yet who you really are."

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The powerful spider silk was attached to the wanderer's claws, and he couldn't cut it immediately. Also, because of Peter's words, he didn't cut the silk right away.

“I come from another universe, so you never thought that I already knew who you were and what you had been through.”

"Stop bluffing."

As Aaron said this, Peter pulled on the spider silk, dragging him in front of him. Then, while dodging the Wanderer's attack, he grabbed the Wanderer's claws with both hands, and they entered into a brief, or rather, intentional, tug-of-war.

"Really? Your nephew, his name is Miles, right?"

Upon hearing Miles's name, the Prowler visibly wavered, but then he desperately tried to crush Peter's hand: "You're threatening me with my nephew?"

“Threaten you? Come on, I won’t threaten anyone, and I don’t need to threaten you at all. I just need to tell him that his Uncle Aaron has always been the villainous Prowler by Kingpin’s side! He looks up to you as a role model, he thinks you’re someone who understands what he wants, and he’s always idolized you. If he knew that his uncle was an accomplice to evil, helping to destroy the entire city of New York, what do you think he would think? Hmm?”

Undoubtedly, the distracted Prowler was given an opportunity by Peter, who kicked it away and then electrocuted it with high-voltage spider silk. Peter then used strong spider silk to stick it to the wall. Peter walked over and, instead of tearing off its mask, simply removed its claws.

"Think about it carefully, Aaron. I've only been in the industry for less than a year, and I already know all this. Think about how much a Spider-Man who's been dealing with you for ten years really knows. Turning yourself in to the police and living a good life is better than one day being forced to take off your mask by the Spider-Man who can't take it anymore, and facing the disappointed looks of your own family."

Having dealt with the Prowler, Peter swung on his webs to help Spider-Man of this universe stop Scorpion and Tombstone. Meanwhile, 2099, who had already dealt with Green Goblin, rushed over, and the two of them swung on their webs together toward Spider-Man (Earth 700), who was caught in the crossfire.

"So, why don't you fly anymore?"

“When you live in an era where Punisher, Daredevil, and Captain America can all fly, you realize that swinging on webs is more unique.” 2099 stated this humorously in a cool tone, and Peter smiled happily: “You’re in much better shape than before.”

"Is there? Maybe."

At this very moment, the blond Peter was being attacked by Tombstone and Scorpion. Tombstone was alright; aside from his super strength and invulnerable skin, he wasn't particularly remarkable. But Scorpion from Earth 700 was terrifying. His legs could disassemble into a four-legged structure, allowing him to move like a real scorpion, while his left hand had been transformed into a sharp metal claw. Ironically, his tail, which could spray acid in other universes, was now unremarkable—it was a real, indestructible physical tail.

“I’m sure Lonnie has the toughest skin Fisk has ever given him, and Gagan, you have the sharpest claws.” Spider-Man (Earth 700) hooked Scorpion’s pincers with his web and then slammed them into Tombstone’s face. Only a more distinct white mark appeared on Tombstone’s hard face, making his albino face look even paler.

"And now I know what the answer to the problem of self-contradiction is."

Just as Spider-Man (Earth 700) was about to jump to dodge the scorpion's sting and Tombstone's punch, he sensed that his spider-sense was weakening. The two men's attacks were caught by the webs of the two Spider-Men. Miguel pounced and tackled Tombstone, while Peter stuck to the scorpion's tail and flung him away, sending him crashing into a wall.

"Hang in there, old man! I still want to get the 'worst-case scenario' rescue time!"

Seeing the younger version of Peter Parker shouting at him like that, the blond Peter laughed and said, "Proceed as planned!" Then he swung on his web and landed between the two colliders. He found the metal plate covering the relay processor, lifted it, and was about to take out the key to insert it when the spider senses buzzed. He quickly did a backflip to dodge the first wave of tentacles, but the opponent seized his dodging movement and grabbed his neck with another tentacle.

Good evening, Spider-Man.

“Night is bad, Liv.” Spider-Man (Earth 700), with his neck being choked, still had the audacity to quip, “Sorry, you’re not my type. I much prefer you with your metal claws—”

“Biomass materials, lighter and more sensitive.” Dr. Octopus Liv finished speaking and then awkwardly adjusted her glasses: “I would love to talk to you and your friends, but I’m sorry, we have to witness this historic moment.”

The colliders, having accumulated energy for a long time, unleashed tremendous power. As they collided, distorted colors appeared out of thin air, and the barriers of reality began to be gradually torn apart.

(End of this chapter)