At this moment, he was being bitten and swallowed like carrion by the insect—Norman Osborn—that he had once been able to crush into cosmic dust with a single thought or breath!
The humiliation pierced Connors's core consciousness like billions of poisoned needles, a hundred times worse than the pain of his body being torn apart.
A fury fierce enough to burn away entire galaxies ignited his shattered heart in an instant, driving him to nearly charge forward without regard for anything else and tear that vile thief into pieces with his remaining claws and fangs!
The depleted Atomic Furnace in his chest cavity convulsed violently under that extreme rage, forcibly squeezing out a few wisps of weak Energy Flow that raised several futile sparks across his jagged dorsal spikes.
Yet those feeble sparks were instantly swallowed by the storm-like energy torrent spilling from Norman as he fed above.
Reality was cold and cruel.
His remaining rationality forcibly suppressed his urge for revenge.
Right now, he was too weak.
His energy was depleted, his body was badly damaged, and his Atomic Furnace could barely sustain even his basic vital functions.
And that thief, that Norman... Connors's scarlet pupils contracted as he coldly assessed the enormous figure above, radiating terrifying heat and light.
Having devoured part of his body, Norman had already swollen to a horrifying height of one hundred meters. Energy surged through his entire body, making him seem like a walking living nuclear explosion.
Every bite and every burst of energy demonstrated the Absolute Power his opponent now possessed—power more than sufficient to effortlessly crush his ruined body.
Charging in would not be revenge. It would be seeking death, offering the other side another insignificant "dessert."
The flames of rage burning in Connors's eyes were extinguished in an instant, as