Chapter 117: Black is the Grim Reaper

At the same time, Gwen saw Peter and Helen leaving and quickly pursued them.

Although she didn't know what had happened between the two, it must have been something sudden that caused them to leave.

"Swoosh!"

Gwen shot her wrist out, releasing spider silk, and chased after Peter's disappearing figure.

Everything that happened tonight left her feeling bewildered.

First, Professor Helen transformed into someone who could use magic and control plants, then there were these ferocious yet cruel creatures that appeared out of nowhere.

"I must have lost my mind, why did I agree to let Peter leave?"

Gwen felt regretful at this moment.

The rain in the sky grew heavier, and the night sky became hazy.

Gwen used the spider silk to navigate through the buildings, feeling extremely anxious.

"Bang!"

She landed on the rooftop and looked into the distance, but her vision was obscured.

She thought she had been walking for over ten minutes, but when she checked her phone, she realized only four or five minutes had passed.

She sighed and continued on her way using the spider silk.

As she moved further away from the city, she realized she was heading towards the outskirts.

Is this the State Park?

The gravel path in front of her continued to stretch, increasing Gwen's anxiety.

Calling it a "road" was being optimistic, as it was nothing more than a bumpy, uneven path littered with rocks.

The road seemed to stretch endlessly through dense pine forests and thickets, making her figure appear incredibly small compared to its length, and her muscles grew increasingly stiff with each shot of spider silk.

Tree branches stretched over the road, forming a natural corridor.

Sparrows and blackbirds flew among the branches.

In the distance, thunder rumbled, showing no signs of calming down.

"I should stay calm, Peter said he's fine."

Gwen comforted herself inwardly.

After going through so much, she dared not imagine the consequences of losing Peter.

As she swung forward with her spider silk, Gwen's phone suddenly vibrated slightly.

"Bang!" It landed on the ground, and Gwen quickly took out her phone.

She thought it was a message from Peter, but it turned out to be from Liz.

"A shocking accident! Gwen, quickly watch

Kraven's livestream, I sent you and Peter the link before!"

"What?!"

Gwen puzzledly opened the previous link and immediately saw the image of Kraven being hoisted upside down by a monster.

What is this?

A werewolf or a wolfman?!

Even if it's the legendary werewolf, it shouldn't be this large and imposing.

Wait!

Gwen immediately realized that Hunter Kraven seemed to be livestreaming from the State Park.

Peter and Professor Helen were also heading in that direction.

Worried about Peter, she pocketed her phone and immediately sped up to catch up with the two of them.

Meanwhile, Liz was originally watching the livestream with her friends.

Although she was eager to interview the current internet sensation, the vampire, she hadn't had the chance.

Now, she could only focus on Hunter Kraven and hope to interview him.

That's why she was watching his livestream tonight.

"Liz, what do you think about vampires?"

Gloria asked her.

"I care more about which lipstick I'm choosing today," Liz said listlessly. "Is it Midnight Black or Vampire Red? Now these two little guys are fighting like crazy in my mind."

Gloria shrugged. "Let me analyze it for you."

"Uh-huh, I'm listening."

"Vampires are cool, right? At least modern vampires are cool. They wear black robes, have seductive and charming movements, and they exude an imposing aura. Plus, their skin is pale, especially that vampire called the Succubus, she's incredibly sexy, almost unearthly."

"Quick note, she claims she's an alien."

Gloria gave Liz an annoyed look and continued, "Don't interrupt my analysis. My skin is also pale, but they all look so polished and elegant, which I'm not. However, wearing this kind of lipstick, it's like those brides of Dracula, avoiding getting into trouble for oneself."

As she spoke, she picked up another black lipstick and said, "As for Midnight Black, it easily brings to mind the raven. Ravens are cool birds that are often used in myths to symbolize death. People often say ravens are incarnations of the Grim Reaper, responsible for escorting the souls of the dead to the underworld."

Pausing for a moment, she continued, "Of course, one downside is that ravens are all black, and I often confuse them with plain old crows, but I believe black represents death, so this color of lipstick isn't good."

Liz asked her, "Spider-Man is also black. Do you believe he represents death? He doesn't seem vicious enough to be taking lives everywhere."

"Why not?"

Gloria said, "It's the impression Spider-Man gives me, mainly because of his unconventional appearance with that hint of deathly vibe. Don't you think he symbolizes death?"

"No."

Gloria shook her head and said, "Although I also like Spider-Man, I'm more interested in Spider-Woman. Oh, I have a question about Peter and Gwen."

"What?"

"Why is it that every time we try to find them, they're never around?"

Liz tilted her head and said, "They seem incredibly busy, just like during the last gathering when we were attacked. I didn't see Gwen the whole time."

She paused and added, "Could it be that Gwen is Spider-Man or Spider-Woman?"

Gloria coughed, pretending not to have heard.

Although she also suspected this, she would never voice her doubts for the safety of her friends.

As they were talking, Hunter Kraven was suddenly attacked.

The sudden attack left him completely powerless, and he fell to the ground without a chance to fight back!

And it was a completely one-sided beating!

Like Liz, who had just sent a text to Gwen and Peter, and other viewers watching the livestream on their screens, Gloria and the others were equally incredulous.

They looked at the screen in shock at the monster.

Was this a werewolf?

With its coarse black fur and a wolf's head, its pitch-black body with hints of gray was incredibly intimidating.

As a member of the mystery events and superhero enthusiasts, Liz was no stranger to the legend of werewolves.

For nearly half a century, werewolves had undoubtedly become one of the hottest topics in Western mystery culture.

These monsters usually looked no different from ordinary people from the outside, but on nights of the full moon, they would transform into wolves.

"Even a person with a pure heart, someone who never forgets to pray at night, is bound to transform into a wolf on the night of the full moon when the aconite blooms."

Liz recited this sentence and continued to watch the screen.

Then she turned to Gloria and said, "I now believe that black represents death! This black werewolf definitely represents death."