As Lucas's private call with the male Ancient One ended, the portal slowly dissipated.
Looking at Wanda, who was still quietly sobbing in his arms, he felt helpless.
He still had to rush to find Tony.
Images of Ikonn!
A clone walked out from behind Lucas. He walked to a distance and didn't directly call Tony, but first dialed Jarvis's number.
At this time in New York, it was late at night.
Lucas did not want to hear any strange sounds after the call connected.
The phone was answered instantly.
"Hello, Mr. Lucas."
"Hello, Jarvis, can you check if Tony is free right now?"
"Okay, Mr. Lucas."
A moment later, Tony's voice came from the other end of the line.
"Lucas, is there news about the Inheritors?"
"Yes, Tony, get ready to go."
As soon as Lucas finished speaking, a portal appeared on the open ground of the courtyard. Tony walked out of it, carrying a briefcase.
His gaze lingered on the two Lucas, and he asked in confusion, "What's going on here?"
Lucas's clone briefly told Tony what had just happened, explaining why Wanda was sobbing in his original body's arms.
After listening, Tony patted Lucas's clone on the shoulder. "Listen to me, Lucas, you're really not suited to be a teacher."
Lucas: "..."
"Tony, I have a task for you."
Tony: "?"
Lucas said, "Go tell Pietro the news of his parents' soul retrieval."
Tony looked at Wanda, who was softly sobbing while hugging Lucas, his forehead covered in black lines, and retorted, "Lucas, why don't you go? I don't want Pietro to hug me and cry later."
Lucas looked at Tony quietly. "You owe me a favor."
Tony pouted and turned to look for Pietro.
A moment later, Lucas heard suppressed sobs from afar.
They truly were siblings, their reactions to the news were almost identical.
The only pity was that Pietro didn't hug Tony.
...
Earth-65, New York.
In a monitoring room, Peni was boredly playing a mobile game.
She had already set up the program. As soon as someone suspected of being from the Inheritors was detected, the program would sound an alarm.
When the alarm sounds, she will naturally hear it and won't need to keep staring at the screen.
Beep-woo! Beep-woo!
Just as Peni was engrossed in her game, a short, sharp, urgent alarm sounded. She exited the game and put down her phone, looking up.
On the large screen was a photo of a face captured by one of the cameras.
That disdainful look...
That evil smile...
Even through the screen, the aura disgusted her.
Morlun!
One of Spider-Man's most powerful and dangerous enemies, Morlun of the Inheritors.
With just one glance, Peni recognized who was on the big screen.
Without much thought, she decisively pressed the intercom, connected to the other four Spider-Men, and quickly said, "Members of the Inheritors have appeared, it's Morlun. Come to the monitoring room for a meeting now."
"Be careful, keep a low profile, don't use your abilities, and don't expose your location prematurely."
"Received!" x4
The four Spider-Men, who were originally scattered across New York, hiding their identities and busy with their own affairs, quickly took action, rushing towards the Metropolitan Opera House.
The war between Spider-Man and the Inheritors was about to begin.
...
Five Spider-Men gathered in the command room, using long-range surveillance to pinpoint Morlun of the Inheritors.
Gwen looked at Spider-UK and was the first to ask, "Are you sure it's someone from the Inheritors? If so, we should notify Sorcerer Spider-Man."
Spider-UK nodded. "I'm sure, this is Morlun. Notify Sorcerer Spider-Man."
The information on the Inheritors was provided by Spider-UK, so the final confirmation naturally needed to be done by him.
After hearing Spider-UK's confirmation, Gwen took out her button and pressed it decisively.
The moment the button was pressed, a golden-sparked portal rapidly opened. Accompanied by firework effects, Lucas emerged with Tony, Wanda, and Pietro.
"Sorcerer Spider-Man's button is indeed reliable. As soon as I pressed it, support arrived."
In an empty space, a murmur arose, making the Spider-Men unable to tell who had voiced their thoughts.
Spider-UK pointed at the figure on the large screen and introduced him to Lucas, "Sorcerer Spider-Man, the person on the screen is Morlun of the Inheritors. He is at the New York Metropolitan Theater."
"Sorcerer Spider-Man?"
Wanda and Pietro were stunned for a moment, then realized that Sorcerer Spider-Man referred to Lucas.
Spider-UK added, "That place is densely populated, not suitable for large-scale destructive spells."
"Sorcerer Spider-Man, do you have other methods?"
"Do we need to figure out a way to lure Morlun to a secluded, uninhabited place for you to unleash your power?"
Lucas slowly shook his head. "No need. I've mastered a spell, the Mirror Dimension. I can pull Morlun into another dimension to avoid harming innocents."
With a wave of his hand, he opened a portal leading to where Morlun was in the opera house.
The moment the portal opened, Morlun's gaze shot over.
"Five Spider-Men, plus four helpers?" Morlun licked his lips and muttered to himself.
"No. It's six Spider-Men, plus three helpers." Lucas retorted.
The next second, Morlun's figure moved, passing through the portal, and rushed towards everyone at high speed.
Just five Spider-Men and four helpers.
Morlun was not afraid at all, he had killed helpers of Spider-Men before.
Lucas's eyes flashed with a sharp glint.
If Lucas wanted to, he could have closed the portal the moment Morlun passed through, instantly cutting him in two. However, he did not do so.
His goal was not to kill Morlun, but to capture him alive. Then, from his mouth, obtain the coordinates of the Inheritors.
Lucas's energy flowed, and space stretched and twisted.
Crack...
A sound like shattering glass echoed as Lucas pulled everyone into the Mirror Dimension. Lucas's current strength was no longer suitable for fighting on Earth.
Looking at the rapidly approaching Morlun, everyone reacted differently.
Spider-UK, Spider-Man Noir, Peni, and Spider-Ham's alarm bells rang loudly, their Spider-Sense continuously throbbing. As if encountering a natural enemy, their instincts kept warning them.
Danger! Danger! Danger!
Sorcerer Spider-Man was careless! How could he let Morlun get close so easily?!
Pietro's hand rested on Wanda's shoulder.
If Morlun's primary target was them, he would take Wanda and evade. Although Morlun was fast, Pietro was confident that he was faster.
Tony and Gwen, however, showed no reaction.
Under Pietro's peripheral gaze, Lucas raised his leg, controlled the force and angle, and gently kicked out.
One kick, at a speed Morlun couldn't possibly react to, struck him in the waist.
Pietro's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't quite see how Lucas had kicked Morlun.
(End of Chapter)
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