Fearsome Foursome

Peter certainly knew the Vreedle Family.

Not to mention that at the Galactic Conference, these two guys were hired by Emperor Milleous of Incursean and caused quite a bit of trouble, just consider that after Ma Vreedle and Aunt May became best friends, he saw Ma Vreedle bringing her children to have afternoon tea at the Galactic Plumbers more than once.

However, compared to them, Ma Vreedle clearly preferred another chubby boy.

"How did they get here, and why were they arrested?"

"You are the intruders?"

Tiger King walked up to Boy and Octagon, frowning as he looked at them.

These two creatures appeared to be neither orcs nor humans, clearly beyond his comprehension.

The ram, however, was quite pleased.

"This is an individual I've never seen before; it's perfect for use as an experimental sample."

"I advise you to release us quickly!" Boy was thin but had a strong voice, showing no fear even after being captured.

"Release us immediately, and we'll gift you your planet. Otherwise, I'll activate the legendary Annihilarrgh and blow your planet to smithereens."

"That's right!"

Octagon agreed.

"Annihilarrgh?"

Peter was startled. "Could it be an antimatter bomb?"

Just as he was wondering, he saw Mrs. Fulmin. White Mouse open her palm, and a black hamburger box appeared in her hand.

"The Annihilarrgh, you wouldn't be talking about this, would you?"

As she spoke, her tone was full of sarcasm. "Such a tiny little box, yet it has the audacity to say it will destroy our world?"

Mrs. Fulmin sneered as she opened the box. The already small box was half empty and half solid, with a simple red button on it.

The sheet music is so simple it's even worse than a roadside kiddie ride.

Even Peter was speechless.

"Even Oblivion matter would require trillions of tons to destroy a planet. That box must be a complete bluff, right?"

The Galactic Plumbers have their own antimatter bombs, which are used to destroy Earth in Parallel Universe. However, even with the Galactic Plumbers's technology, each bomb is several people tall, almost the size of a small Rocket.

Clearly, Mrs. Fulmin and the other knights shared the same idea.

Mrs. Fulmin even considered pressing it down directly to expose this ridiculous joke.

But at this moment, Peter's Spider-Sense was stimulating his cerebral cortex like crazy, as if hundreds of chainsaws were sawing his head.

"Wait, don't tell me this is real!"

His brain was still thinking, but his body had already started acting on its own.

He fired a Silk bullet with his left hand, hitting Furmin directly in the eyes. The spider web exploded, and he fired a line of spider Silk with his right hand, which stuck to the Annihilarrgh. With a strong tug, the small black box fell into his hand.

Who is it?

The Wandagore Knights cried out in astonishment, especially the Duke of Goats and Ms. Ursula.

One of them looked disgusted, while the other was filled with a fighting spirit.

Spider-Man?

Boy and Octagon recognized Peter, but the way he was addressed caused some misunderstanding among the Wandagore Knights.

"Orcs?"

Even so, they were equally enraged.

"Who gave you the audacity to trespass into the Holy Land?" the Ram Knight roared. "Seize him and take him to Atlantis City!"

"Yes, sir!"

Ursula immediately obeyed.

Although they were the Four Horsemen, they implicitly regarded the Tiger King as the most respected, followed by the Ram Knight.

Ursula looks strong and has long golden hair, which might lead you to mistake her for a lion at first glance, but she is actually a brown bear that is even stronger than a lion.

She is also the most fond of and skilled at fighting among the Four Horsemen.

At that moment, she lunged at Peter, Peter quickly dodged.

"You're being a bit too enthusiastic. To be honest, I don't really like girls who take the initiative."

After carefully putting away the potentially dangerous bomb, Peter raised his hand to parry Ursula's bear-like arm, asking curiously, "The legendary bear paw, do you secretly use it to lick honey?"

Ursula was not angered; on the contrary, she was excited.

"Your strength is beyond my expectations," she said, struggling against Peter, but no matter how hard she pressed her rock-crushing arm down on Peter, it was as if she were landing on steel.

"Now I believe you might be an orc, just like me."

"You might be wrong."

Peter grabbed her hand, leaped lightly into the air, and kicked Ursula away, striking her chest.

"He's really good, I quite like him." Mrs. Fulmin had already removed the Silk from her face, and looking at Peter's strong and agile body, she couldn't help but feel admiration.

"Who's in love with me?" Peter looked excitedly at his new fan, only to be immediately disappointed.

"Sorry, you look like a white mouse," he said disdainfully.

"You have such a sweet tongue." Mrs. Fulmin laughed happily, and scratched Peter's face with her paw.

Peter dodged with a backbend, followed by a sweeping leg kick that caused Mrs. Fulmin to lose her balance and fall to the side. At that moment, his Spider-Sense suddenly gave a warning. Before he could react, the Tiger King had already appeared behind him.

Strong, powerful arms gripped him tightly, while opposite him, the goat rider charged at him like A-Train, his coiled horns pointing directly at him.

"Oops..."

"How about we talk to the kitten and she lets me go?"

The Tiger King did not respond, but simply increased the pressure on his hands.

"It looks like the negotiations have failed."

Peter sighed, then suddenly exerted his strength, unleashing nearly a hundred tons of force that nearly tore off Tiger King's two arms!

The Tiger King was still in shock, but in an instant Peter threw Peter back and sent him crashing into the charging Ram Knight.

"Ah!"

He screamed in agony, but the ram continued its rampage.

Peter made no attempt to dodge. He stared intently at the Ram Knight's horns until the rider was already upon him at a speed of over 100 meters per hour, at which point he unleashed a powerful punch!

Thump!

With a muffled thud, the ram was knocked down by a single punch. Its eyes rolled back due to the powerful impact, and even its sturdy horns broke into several pieces.

"Hiss--"

Peter clutched his hand and cried out, "My hand! It's about to break!"

His screams were shrill, and people wondered what had happened, but the other three knights who were still awake hesitated to go forward.

One punch sent the ram reeling back in its tracks, breaking even its strongest horns, while the ram only felt a little pain?

What kind of monster is this?

What if that punch landed directly on my head?

Is my own skull stronger than a ram's horns?