South Pole.
Above the glacier, cracks spread across the ice, and various symbiote monsters roared forth.
"RUMBLE~"
"ROAR!!"
"HISS!"
"CACKLE CACKLE"
The ice beneath Charlie's trio shattered. An eel-like monster burst through, its blood-red spiral mark firing crimson lightning, closing in fast.
"Let me handle this!" old man Steve bellowed, raising Mjolnir. A massive thunderbolt surged, overwhelming the crimson lightning, blasting the eel symbiote to bits.
"BAM!!"
Symbiote cells rained down, writhing fragments crawling toward them like disgusting maggots.
"Don't let them latch on," Charlie warned, hurling a crimson web ball. The ice ignited into a sea of flames.
"HISS HISS~~"
In the fire, blood-red symbiotes screeched, disintegrating in the melting ice water.
A massive Symbiote Dragon, dozens of meters long, dove down, whipping up a frigid white hurricane. Snow battered the shattered glacier, but a towering mechanical giant—Leopardon—broke through, its sword light cleaving the sky.
"HUM!!"
"SLICE!"
The dragon was shredded mid-air, its symbiote core snuffed out by an unknown force.
"BOOM~"
The ice quaked. Takuya, piloting Leopardon, stepped through the blizzard, War Soul God Sword sweeping around.
"WHOOSH~~"
Sword light, laced with ice shards, ravaged the glacier. Monsters screamed as fragments were pulverized, leaving no trace.
Charlie, seeing this, pocketed his high-heat web ball. "Damn, he stole the spotlight again," he muttered, arms crossed.
Old man Steve nodded. "Yeah, he's outshining me. But since it's his first time flexing in front of me, I'll let it slide."
"What're you gonna do if you don't?" Charlie side-eyed him.
Steve pondered. "Steal his summoner."
Charlie mused, "Good plan.
But using his finisher so soon—hope he doesn't burn out later."
As he spoke, endless symbiote monsters roared from the ice. Takuya, gripping his sword, turned and fled.
"Run! Too many, can't win!" he shouted at Charlie.
Charlie blinked. "Just use that move again!"
"Finisher's one-use only!!"
"I saw you use it twice."
"That's a combo, counts as one."
Charlie: "…"
Fine, whether he's faking or not, it's on me now.
He swung into the air, palms together, web proteins forming a massive crimson heat orb.
"Good Neighbor Spirit Bomb!!"
"BOOM!!"
The hundred-meter orb slammed into the ice, erupting like a meteor strike. The shockwave shattered the glacier, melting it under intense heat.
Sliced symbiotes dissolved, their blood-red spiral marks floating in the fire, drawn to the center as if summoned.
"Buzz~"
The marks converged, flames swallowed by a mysterious black sword.
A terrifying aura spread, killing intent freezing the molten ice back into glaciers, as if nothing had happened.
"Whoosh whoosh~~"
Chill winds howled. Charlie landed, calmly facing Gwen, gripping the Necrosword.
She was cloaked in symbiote cells, yet showed no typical signs—no slit eyes or sharp teeth.
Just a Spider-Man with a Necrosword.
"Hum!"
The sword trembled, its blood-red spiral mark flashing.
Her chest's Symbiote Dragon totem glowed eerily, sinking Charlie's heart.
Gwen's condition was worse.
Even if not for borrowing the Necrosword to slay Celestials, this couldn't wait.
Steeling himself, Charlie braced.
"Whoosh~"
As wind swept by, they moved.
"BOOM!!"
The glacier exploded, their figures blurring into a collision.
"RUMBLE!!"
"BOOM~~"
Raw physical clashes sent black and red-blue shockwaves across the ice, cracking it further.
Debris floated in a mysterious magnetic field. A black sword light slashed upward.
"HUM!!"
The light raged, and Charlie vanished.
A massive iceberg showed a clean cut, half sliding into the sea, swallowed by icy waters.
In the air, Charlie panted, shaken by the sword's near-hit.
That familiar feeling—his spider-sense dulled under killing intent, his body sluggish.
If Gwen hadn't paused for a split second, he'd be dead.
Seeing her rocket upward, Charlie formed hand signs, clones diving down.
"Yo, it's Gwen!"
"Don't care, hit her!"
"I can't bring myself to."
"Screw you!"
"Good Neighbor Tornado Destroys Antarctic Glacier!!"
"Good Neighbor Nuclear Kick!"
"Good Neighbor Woman Puncher!!"
"Good Neighbor Crow Monster Rides Plane!!"
Magic spun into a massive tornado, meteors raining down. A kilometer-tall red-blue giant dove, aiming to "embrace" Gwen.
Her eyes cold, Gwen flipped the Necrosword, shattering meteors, slicing the tornado, and shredding the giant.
Sword light tore the sky, auroras flaring, red-blue particles scattering like stars, breathtakingly romantic.
Old man Steve, hammer raised, paused, lost in the beauty.
This was a couple's fight—he shouldn't interfere.
A fair, just Captain doesn't pick sides.
He even held back clueless Takuya.
So, Charlie fought alone.
Spider-Man was destined for solitude.
"Damn you two jerks! Stop playing nice—this'll turn into a disaster!!" Charlie yelled, swept into a sword-light storm.
"HUM!!"
"Pop~"
The Necrosword pierced the void, ignoring crimson beams, breaking through clouds.
Clouds scattered, magic sparks clipped, and Charlie's clone was torn apart.
"Little Spider!!" Steve cried from the ruins.
A familiar voice came from behind. "Relax, that was a clone."
Charlie stepped from a portal, nano-suit shredded, skin bloodied.
Seeing him battered, Steve sighed in relief.
Not dead, good.
If he dies, he better take me with him.
"Little Spider, Hela's not here yet. Could she—"
"She's here," Charlie said, squinting at a sky shadow.
"That sword wasn't just for me."
"What?" Steve blinked.
"Exactly—her."
As Charlie spoke, scattered clouds reformed, turning an eerie black.
"CACKLE CACKLE~~"
Two forest-green eyes emerged from the clouds. A giant wolf stepped into the void.
On its back, a black-haired woman sat sideways, gazing down at Gwen. "Your fight with that bug showed me one thing: the Necrosword's wasted on you."
She smirked, hands brushing her hair, transforming it into a horned black crown. Her robe became tight black armor.
Killing intent rivaling the Necrosword's spread, dyeing the glaciers black, turning the world dark.
The wolf roared, green flames in its eyes, lunging at Gwen.
"AWOOH~~"
"HUM!!"
A black blade swept, twisting space, shredding the wolf.
Before the fragments fell, black liquid wove through, reassembling the wolf in a second.
"AWOOH!!"
The reborn wolf pounced, but Gwen's Symbiote Dragon totem flared, the Necrosword shooting spiral marks.
"Buzz~~"
"SLICE!!"
The blade sliced the wolf's flesh effortlessly.
Before it could be bisected, the Necrosword unleashed suction. The wolf howled in terror, symbiote cells twisting to escape, but the force was unstoppable.
Space warped, wolf and symbiote swallowed by the blade, leaving nothing.
"Hm?" Hela's eyes narrowed, her smirk unchanged.
"Good. Worthy of Asgard's king."
She meant herself.
She reached into the void, drawing an identical Necrosword.
The dark world trembled, cheering the dark queen's birth.
"HUM!"
"RUMBLE!!"
Hela's Necrosword quivered, but Gwen's spun faster, its spiral marks drowning Hela in destructive aura.
In the dark void, their sword lights clashed, tearing the world apart.
Absolute destruction and darkness raged, the Necroswords' clashes echoing, their screeching unbearable.
"AHH!!"
"My ears!"
"It hurts!!"
Outside the void, Asgardian soldiers writhed, their symbiote cells screaming.
At the army's front, Loki knelt, pale, heart pain making him sweat.
"You okay?" Symbiote Thor supported him, pained.
"Hold on, it'll end soon."
Loki nodded, gritting his teeth. "I know."
When Hela invaded Asgard, she stabbed his heart. A symbiote saved him, lodging in his heart.
Any symbiote issue affected it.
Before Thor could say more, magic sparks flashed, and Charlie's voice sounded. "No wonder Hela knew the Necrosword's trouble but charged in. Your doing."
"You!" Loki's face changed.
"You should've died under the Necrosword."
Charlie shrugged. "Sorry, no one kills the invincible Spider-Man."
Symbiote Thor's face darkened.
How's he alive?
He glanced at Steve's hammer, hopeless about reclaiming it.
But he forced a smile. "Haha, buddy, glad you're not dead."
He moved to hug Charlie, but Steve blocked him.
Thor's smile froze. "Uh, haha, want a hug? Come on!"
He hugged Steve awkwardly to ease the tension.
Charlie eyed Loki, smirking. "Your idea, right?"
"What?" Loki clutched his chest, playing dumb.
Charlie shook his head. "Thor's not that smart. You convinced Hela to bring Asgard's army."
Loki stayed silent, not explaining.
Charlie didn't care.
Watching the intensifying battle, he grinned, arms crossed. "Hela's prideful. With all these soldiers watching, she had to fight."
That's why Hela, knowing Gwen's strength, still engaged.
Indeed, in the void, Gwen's Necrosword vibrated, spiral marks flaring. Hela felt an immense force, crushing her divine power, hurling her to the void's edge.
"Impossible!!" she stared at her notched Necrosword, face grim.
Same weapon—why was Gwen's power so terrifying?
In the dark void, her domain, she was king. Enemies were weakened here, no exceptions.
Even against Odin, she'd win with the Necrosword.
Yet, a mortal outmatched her.
Glancing at her watching army, anger flared.
Lose with them watching? She'd lose face as Asgard's king.
Embarrassed and furious, she blamed Gwen.
"Puny mortal, even with the Necrosword, you're no match for a god!!"
Roaring, she raised her blade, stirring endless darkness into a massive sword, slashing down.
"CRACK CRACK CRACK~"
Space warped, stars vanished, the universe gripped by dark fear.
No light—darkness devoured all.
But blood-red spiral marks glowed, not dispelling darkness but deepening the universe's terror.
Darkness atop despairing darkness!!
"Buzz!!"
"SLICE!!!"
The blood-red light flashed, stars shining again.
Darkness faded, the Symbiote Dragon retracting its glow.
The wind stopped.
Blood dripped down the blade, rising in a magnetic field, absorbed by the sword.
Hela, sword raised, froze, staring at the blade piercing her armor into her abdomen. Her anger faded, replaced by unwillingness and despair.
"Why… how…"
She knelt before Gwen.
Recalling Gwen's fight with Charlie—unstable, with pauses that were exploitable weaknesses—Hela thought she'd win by capitalizing on them.
But she lost.
Gwen's power was far beyond what she saw.
Why?
Was she holding back?
Why?
Could it be…
Her final thought faded, her divine body melting into liquid, absorbed by Gwen's Necrosword.
Hela's Necrosword fell into sudden magic sparks.
Sensing a familiar presence, Gwen's calmed killing intent surged.
"HUM!!"
Her blade sliced the sky, piercing the atmosphere toward the Asgardian soldiers.
"Crap, dodge!!" Symbiote Thor paled.
Charlie, grabbing Hela's Necrosword, tossed it aside to avoid symbiote bonding, shouting at Takuya, "Now!"
"Got it!"
"BOOM!!"
Leopardon stepped forward, War Soul God Sword shooting out.
"Man who slashes evil to save a friend's friend, Spider-Man!!"
"Buzz~"
The sword light vanished into the void, intercepting Gwen's blade.
Sensing danger, Gwen blocked with the Necrosword.
"HUM!!"
"CRACK~"
A snap—the Necrosword cracked, riddled with fissures. The War Soul God Sword fell, shaken by the recoil.
Gwen's earlier slash was swallowed by a massive portal.
As Thor and the others sighed in relief, calm returned.
"Did it work?" Steve asked, tense.
Charlie stared at Gwen and her Necrosword.
As expected of the War Soul God Sword—it rivaled the Necrosword.
No!
His face darkened.
Black liquid crept over Gwen's Necrosword, spiral marks glowing, cracks healing.
"Crap, it's indestructible!" Charlie exclaimed, gritting his teeth.
"Here goes nothing!"
He stepped through a portal, appearing before Gwen, grabbing her hand.
Her cold eyes flickered with struggle, then cleared.
The Necrosword was in Charlie's hand.
"Charlie, you…"
"Get back!" he roared, pushing her away.
Raising the Necrosword, he howled, the Symbiote Dragon totem shifting to his chest, replacing his spider emblem.
Knull's power instantly recognized him.
Endless killing intent flooded his mind.
Black liquid enveloped him, blood-red bone spurs sprouting from elbows and knees, hands morphing into metallic claws, the Symbiote Dragon mark flickering on his hands, radiating bloodlust.
His eyes turned blood-red, Hydra's power extending as tendrils onto the Necrosword. Two evil forces vied for his body.
In the void, a Hydra shadow emerged, nine kilometer-long tentacles writhing, the evil god seizing its chance.
Steve paled. "Damn, Hydra's power was always in Little Spider, waiting to take over!"
Gwen, kneeling, eyes teary, was overwhelmed with guilt. "It's my fault…"
But Steve's words sparked hope. "No, Little Spider would choose death over possession. He knows how bad losing control would be."
He clapped, laughing. "I get it—he planned this!!"
As Steve guessed, Hydra's power surged into Charlie, but Knull's wasn't weak. Their clash gave Charlie an opening.
"Buzz~"
Still lucid, he dove through a portal to Scarlet Wanda's three-story villa.
"Grumpy housewife, protect your husband and kids!"
Roaring, he activated the six Infinity Stones.
"BOOM!!"
The stones blazed above him, the golden Mind Stone brightest.
With its aid, his mental strength soared, breaking limits.
Unknowingly, his mind pierced an unknown dimension, seeing a cosmic web.
Using the Web of Life and Destiny, he gained new Spider-Man magic, claiming the Necrosword and Hydra's power!
That was Charlie's true plan!