I'm working on Marvel's Spider-Man in American comics.

Chapter 744 How did they end up attacking my home?!
When Peter got home, it was around ten o'clock. Aunt May and Uncle Ben seemed to have gotten used to his early departures and late returns, and they had just gone to bed. Peter went back to his room, took off his battle suit, washed up briefly, and went to bed.

Lying in bed, he was still pondering what Strange was thinking and what Mephisto was planning to do.

Peter couldn't figure out what the former was thinking, but as for Mephisto, Strange's words made a lot of sense: Mephisto must have already achieved his goal.

Based on the available information, the entire operation is so abstract and the plan so complex that even Peter might not be able to fully comprehend it. This Roxon-Stark War involves far too many things. But as for what Mephisto has gained from it—for now, it seems only those few unfortunate souls possessed by the Dark Corporation?
"What does he want these people for? If he wants to do something using their capital, status, and influence, then he should contact the Dark Consortium... Hmm, did he anticipate that Iliana would deal with the Dark Consortium? That doesn't seem to make sense..."

However, considering the scale of this operation, even from Mephisto's perspective, and the small amount he sought...

No, that's not right. Mephisto didn't create such a huge situation for a very small request. Rather, he first found a way to get what he needed, and then orchestrated a massive event around that method.

No one cares about the prelude to a major event, and that's Mephisto's purpose. And considering the nature of the devil, perhaps this is also a form of amusement he seeks.

As usual, Peter gradually drifted off to sleep, lost in thought about various conspiracies or other matters. Unfortunately, this time he wasn't so lucky. He didn't know how long he had been in a light sleep, but it wasn't long before his spider-sense went off, and then his closed eyes emitted a dazzling white light.

Peter woke up with a start and realized the light was coming from outside. He became fully alert and found himself encased in the anti-Venom suit. He grabbed his watch, quickly put on the nanosuit, and then opened the window.

What's going on? Aliens? Or some other enemy? Did Fury's people come?

In that instant, Peter considered a great many possibilities, but when he climbed out the window, he still saw a scene that shocked him beyond belief.

Iliana, who had just parted ways with him a few hours earlier, was now wearing a beige nightgown and slippers, her hair down, wielding a giant sword almost as tall as herself, fighting a female demon over two meters tall. Upon closer inspection, the female demon looked rather familiar.

Isn't that just Iliana's demonization?
Peter rushed forward and managed to stop the demon Iliana from swinging her sword before she could.

Are you kidding me? This woman could destroy the entire neighborhood with a single sword strike! How are we supposed to live?!
Peter, in a burst of energy, grabbed the demonized Iliana's greatsword and then asked in bewilderment, "What's going on? How did you get into my territory?!"

"Oh, wait, this is your house?"

Iliana, who had tried to kill another version of herself with a single sword strike, genuinely sounded a bit surprised: "Sorry, I can only teleport to places I've been before. So I'd forgotten I'd ever been near your house."

Is that your reason for being here?!

Peter was at a loss for words, so he simply bound the demonized Iliana tightly, just like he would a villain, before finally having a moment to ask, "So, what's this about?"

"I don't know. Theoretically, she's an alternate entity formed from half of my soul. Since she's half a soul, I also want to know! How did she acquire her teleportation ability!"

As Iliana spoke, she continued to dodge the attacks of her demonic self: "I was already having a hard time dealing with this guy, but when we were at Limbo, Strange was busy dealing with Velasco and didn't pay any attention to him."

Peter was puzzled: "Shouldn't you have asked Strange to solve this?" "The Sanctum Sanctum's shield reflects the presence of demons. Coincidentally, she is a demon, and her soul is almost identical to mine."

So Iliana and the Dark Child (the demon version of Iliana) were ejected by the Sanctuary's defense mechanism. Then, while fighting hand-to-hand, they kept teleporting and switching scenes. They ended up in their current location, Peter's house.

"So, this is another story about a split personality. How come you have so many mentally ill friends?"

Gwen's sudden voice startled Peter. He quickly looked at Gwen and saw that she was also wearing the Ghost Spider suit. Somewhat puzzled, he asked, "Why are you here?"

"Hmm, it's hard to say. My spider senses went off, and then they kept going off, so I came to check it out while wearing my suit."

Peter expressed his doubts; he had completely forgotten Gwen's presence and was so startled by her. Of course, Gwen's next words startled him even more.

"Tsk, a girl actually came to you in her pajamas asking for your help."

"This was an accident, and I'm exhausted today. All I want to do now is sleep. I have school tomorrow."

Peter spoke helplessly, then used his spider silk to help Iliana fight. Gwen naturally joined the battle as well. Whether it was for the sake of getting to school earlier tomorrow or for the sake of the battle itself, they needed to finish it quickly.

Of course, there are other reasons as well.

"No, no, no, don't fight here!"

Peter once again thwarted the Dark Daughter's brute force, using spider silk to restrain her attack. Then he looked at Iliana: "Could you move it away? It's not convenient to fight here! There are too many ordinary civilians around. Let's move us all away, we'll help you fight."

"Then I need to find out where I can play. I don't want it to be another place like yours!"

After blocking another sword strike, Iliana turned around and noticed Gwen: "Oh, wait... do you two live together? Another one has arrived so soon?"

“No, we just live nearby.” Peter didn’t even know how his words made any sense, but he quickly continued the conversation: “Alright, is the place ready? We still have to deal with this guy.”

"Already prepared!"

Iliana immediately planted her greatsword in the ground, and a beam of light enveloped them. Then Peter opened his eyes again.

What I saw was the familiar frontier of hell.

(End of this chapter)