At some point, a void made of purple light appeared in the sky. On the other side of the opening was clearly a different world.
An old hag with white hair piled high atop her head, looking like she could serve as a dean at an all-girls Catholic school, stood at the mouth of the hole. Behind her, countless strange figures crawled densely along the ground, along with a vortex where the sun, moon, stars, and every ray of light were warped.
She was the one who had spoken earlier. When the two people on the ground looked up at her, she secretly swallowed.
"Who are you?!"
Miles warily assumed a fighting stance, though his movements looked somewhat amateurish.
"Since your final words are to ask my name, I shall generously tell you. I am Verna of the Inheritors, and I shall feast upon your bones! Go, my hounds!"
The people crawling behind her immediately moved, actually barking like dogs as they leaped down from the sky like dumplings dropped into a pot, pouncing toward the two of them.
Even more Green Goblins came barking. There were many of them, every one standing on a glider as they poured out of the passage in a swarm.
Miles was young. Aside from the Green Goblins, he did not recognize these people who had been tamed into dogs.
Jessica was different. Those familiar faces reminded her of something, because they all belonged to villains who had long since died.
"Clones? People from another world?"
She used Widow's Sting to fire a ball of webbing into the sky, attempting to counterattack.
But there were simply too many of these so-called hounds, who were actually superpowered villains. Even with Spider-Sense, once these mad dogs rushed her all at once, Spider-Man had very few ways