The tanks rising from the floor no longer contained simple Vampire clones or Spider-Man clones, but indescribable monsters.
For example, creatures with human lower bodies and twisted meatballs with eight legs for upper bodies.
Or gigantic Tarantulas covered in long brown fur, yet possessing human mammary organs.
Or spider heads whose heads were larger than their bodies, each eye as distinctly black and white as a human eyeball.
These genetically spliced monstrosities filled the area. They were even still alive, staring out through the transparent glass of their incubation chambers and scratching at the lids with claws or hands.
"I'm going to throw up. This is way too sick," Gwen said. She had only just come of age and could not handle something this grotesque.
"Please, they are monuments to my failures. Sometimes failure is more important than success." Jennix took off his coat, revealing a lean, muscular body, and slowly walked toward Deathstroke. "Over the years, I captured dozens of spiders, hoping to mass-produce food. But in the end, I discovered that combining Spider-Man's genes with my family's genes produced some interesting reactions."
From Su Ming's experience, so-called interesting reactions in biology were usually anything but interesting.
However, he already knew what Jennix meant, as well as why he had raised these freaks to the surface. He could connect through the network to the incubation chambers holding them, gaining Spider-Sense as well as three-hundred-and-sixty-degree vision and spatial awareness.
Not a bad idea. As a scientist not known for combat prowess, this biological method of enhancing his fighting ability could be called his signature technique. The only question was how effective it really was.
"Little Wong, take Gwen and dismantle the Multiversal Signal Receiver. It should be the antenna-equipped device behind that throne. Leave this guy to me."
Rolling his