Holland Spider clearly thought of Aunt May, who had died not long ago.
She had been his last family in the world.
"Every Peter Parker has his own Aunt May."
Leon patted Holland Spider on the shoulder. "But your Aunt Mays are different, so don't dwell on it."
"It's so late already. It wouldn't be good to disturb Aunt May."
He drew circles in the air, and portals opened around them one after another, their flickering golden sparks illuminating the ruins.
"Besides, finding the other Spider-Men won't be that troublesome."
"We can just let the Spider-Men find themselves."
Leon opened ten portals, and there was a figure on the other side of each one.
Some stood atop skyscrapers, while others were in rooms they had found temporarily...
"Portals! Kamar-Taj magic is still so cool!" Holland Spider quickly shook off his gloom. "Ten portals? Does that mean there are ten more Spider-Men?"
"More or less." Leon held out his hand.
A screaming figure dropped from a portal above his head.
"Ahhh! It's happening again, it's happening again!" The tiny figure fell into Leon's arms.
"Got you, Little Peter." Leon lowered his head and smiled at the six-year-old Little Peter from his own universe.
"Huh? It's you, Brother Leon!" Little Peter spotted a lifeline. "Did the black hole suck you in too? Did we fall into Hell?"
Considering that Hell's Kitchen was hardly any different from Hell to ordinary people.
Leon nodded. "That's right. We're getting ready to return to the human world, but once we're back, you have to listen to Aunt May. Otherwise, the Hell demon that just set its sights on you will eat you!"
"Ah!" Little Peter shrank back in fright and repeatedly promised, "I-I'll be good!"
Local Spider-Man looked at Little Peter beside Leon and said faintly,