C982 CHAPTER982

The will of death, carried by a malevolent soul force, breached Peter Parker's mind, threatening to annihilate his very essence.

Peter's head pounded as if on the verge of bursting, a sheen of cold sweat beading on his brow.

As he braced to muster every ounce of his strength to counter the assault, a disdainful snort echoed within the recesses of his mind