"I don't understand what you're--"
"Shut up."
Mephisto interrupted Peter coldly. He raised his huge right hand and held it with his five fingers, condensing a pure black Magic array in mid-air. As the array slowly rotated, Peter only felt a cold magic power piercing his lower abdomen like a steel needle.
"Ahhhhh!"
The severe pain made Peter couldn't help but scream. It felt like thousands of knives were cutting his internal organs at the same time, and his fingers, toes, limbs and torso began to lose feeling quickly.
Mephisto is forcibly tearing open his soul, searching for his hidden secrets.
In the unbearable severe pain, Peter's consciousness finally collapsed and fell into darkness.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had come to his own spiritual world. In this city made of memories, there was now a magnificent Sanctum Sanctorum.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sky in the spiritual world was dyed blood red. Mephisto's huge figure descended over the city like a god, and the surrounding skyscrapers were even less than his knees.
The demon lord overlooked the city below, and his eyes were quickly attracted to the black tower in the corner that exuded an ancient atmosphere - that is "Dark Tower" where Peter stores memories of previous lives and Marvel memories.
Not good!
Peter's heart sounded alarm, and he immediately jumped up in the spiritual world, rushing towards the black tower with all his strength.
"You can't escape, Spider-Man."
Mephisto took great strides to catch up, crushing the buildings mercilessly with his huge soles. Peter subconsciously turned around, watching helplessly as his memory fragments turned into ashes under the demon's feet.
Boom!
That's the memory about Hell's Kitchen. Matt...Matt·Murdock. Peter suddenly can't remember what the relationship is between him and the blind lawyer. He is Daredevil, but what does he mean to him?
Boom!
Baxter Building collapsed. Fantastic Four? Have you ever spoken to them? Are they friends? It doesn't matter, they are not important people anyway, otherwise how could you forget... No! He is forcibly erasing his memory!
Mephisto raised his feet again, it was the roof of an apartment - that was the place where Peter met Felicia for the first time. The devil wanted to completely destroy all memories about that girl!
"Stop!"
Peter roared angrily, turned around suddenly in mid-air, held his hands in vain, condensed two golden-red Magic long whips, and whipped Mephisto's calf hard.
"Oh? Is this memory very important to you?" Mephisto smiled cruelly and stepped down hard with his right foot.
"I will never allow it!"
Peter tried his best to squeeze the magic power in his body, pushed forward with both hands, and countless golden-red energy spider webs roared out, weaving into a huge protective net in mid-air, blocking Mephisto's falling giant foot.
"It's interesting." Mephisto raised his eyebrows and took back his feet.
Peter was breathing heavily, and before he could recover, Mephisto flicked his fingers.
In an instant, the magic power in Peter's body was drained away. He flew out like a kite with a broken string and hit the outer wall of the black tower hard.
"Then, next..."
Mephisto raised his foot and crushed a building next to him.
Peter looked blankly at the ruins. The building said "Midtown High School"... What is that place? Is it important? No, it sounds like a school... Yes, it must be a garbage place.
Boom!
The familiar apartment building was also reduced to pieces.
Boom!
That magnificent manor... why do I remember a red-haired girl living there? Who is she?
As the memory continued to be lost, the defense mechanism of the Black Tower was finally fully activated. Countless knowledge about Marvel Universe turned into a golden torrent and poured crazily into Peter's brain.
Midtown High School... That's where Spider-Man studies!
That apartment is the home of Aunt May and Uncle Ben!
That manor is the Mutants school of X-Men!
"No... I am Spider-Man... How can I forget them!" Peter's eyes became clear again.
"What the hell is this?"
Mephisto stroked the outer wall of the black tower, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. He began to chant a spell and tried to forcefully crack the tower, but the black tower showed no response.
"What a stubborn little thing. In that case, just break it into pieces for me!"
The demon lord raised his fist high and slammed it down with the power of destroying the world.
Boom!
The moment his fist came into contact with the black tower, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from inside the tower. An unspeakable terrifying magic power swept out like a tsunami, hitting Mephisto's chest head-on.
The golden shock wave instantly tore Mephisto's spiritual body into pieces and forcibly expelled him from Peter's spiritual world.
Warm golden energy flows in the ruins, and the originally broken buildings begin to quickly reorganize and recover.
Qin... Qin·Grey! That's his friend! There are also Logan, Professor Xavier, Ororo, Scott... all Mutants's friends, he remembered them all!
Aunt May, Uncle Ben, Matt, Felicia, Mary·Jian, Liz, Johnny, Susan, Ben, Reed...
Peter opened his eyes suddenly, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. How could he forget these people? They are his most precious treasures in this world.
In the real world, Peter is still hanging upside down in mid-air.
On the opposite side, Mephisto fell to the ground in a panic, covering his right hand with incredible horror written on his face.
"How... how is this possible?! What on earth did you do?!"
The demon lord roared angrily, rushed forward, and slapped Peter away. The terrifying force directly tore off the heavy chain, and Peter hit the stone wall of the palace like a cannonball.
Click.
The sound of broken bones was clearly audible. Peter fell to the ground in embarrassment. The self-healing factors in his body were running wildly, quickly repairing the damaged internal organs and bones. He endured the severe pain and raised his head, staring at Mephisto who was walking over.
Mephisto's right arm was now flowing with black blood. A clear mark of Spider was engraved on his skin like a brand, constantly corroding his flesh and blood.
"I am immortal! I am a being that even gods are afraid of! How dare you, a humble mortal, hurt me?!"
Peter looked at the wound and raised a sarcastic smile with difficulty, "Then just remember, don't touch my things next time."
"You're looking for death--"
"Crimson Bands of Cyttorak, listen to my call and bind this body!"