"That isn't some noble ideal of justice. It's just your own self-righteous brand of authoritarianism. How much more noble does that really make you than me?!"
When it came to talking people into the ground, who could beat Peter once he got going?
If you wanted to stand on the moral high ground and judge him, then maybe you should first take a look at yourself.
Sometimes the way you act has nothing to do with what you actually believe. Someone else pushed you into that position, forced you to act that way, and then you quietly convinced yourself it was right.
Fine.
But that still did not mean you had any right to demand that everyone else live the same way.
"You little..."
"Out of words already?"
"I swear to God..."
"If you've got nothing left to say, then go play somewhere else."
Peter might usually act loose and carefree, but once he got serious, he stopped caring who he was talking to.
Captain America, the Captain, whoever.
What did that have to do with him?
Right now, all Peter cared about was getting stronger. And if there was an opportunity right in front of him to improve his own power and equipment, then why would he not take it?
Valleta, now fully in her second form, had already completely recovered from her injuries. She no longer had that giant five-meter body from before, but this smaller frame, just over 1.7 meters tall, was even more dangerous than the last one.
While Peter and Steve were still exchanging words, Tony and Gwen had already resumed their attacks.
But whether it was Gwen's Electro-Pulse, her Electric Webbing, Iron Man's mini-missiles, repulsors, or chest cannon, none of it did much damage.
Realizing he was not going to win a shouting match against Peter, Steve, now fully wreathed in flames, grabbed his shield and rushed back in.
Maybe it was some kind of buff.
Maybe anger really did make him stronger.
Either way, he actually managed to fight the second-form Valleta to a standstill again.
Unfortunately, his old shield, despite how long it had served him, was no match for a body forged out of rare metals. After only a few exchanges, the shield was covered in dents and nearly pierced through.
Even under a three-on-one assault, Valleta was not losing ground.
Of course, that might also have been because Steve insisted on fighting her head-on while Tony and Gwen only provided support from the side.
After several minutes of brutal fighting, Valleta seemed to grow stronger and stronger, while Steve was clearly starting to tire.
Well.
The protagonist always had to step in at the most critical moment.
Peter, still transformed as Kamen Rider Killbus, cracked his neck and instantly appeared in front of Valleta before throwing a punch.
That punch crackled with strange energy arcs, black-red power churning across his fist.
Valleta answered with a punch of her own.
The collision of their fists created a shockwave that sent everyone else nearby flying.
Gwen swung away on webbing to avoid the aftermath.
Tony shot into the air.
And Steve simply stood there and took it with his body, which proved once again that his physical toughness really was absurd.
The people behind them, however, were all thrown to the ground, and those standing too close were already coughing up blood.
But what could anyone say?
If you saw danger and still refused to run because you wanted to watch the show, then whose fault was it if you got hurt?
Their clash lasted for more than thirty seconds.
And those thirty seconds were devastating.
The aftershocks from their fight blasted through several buildings and directly or indirectly caused damage worth tens of millions of dollars.
And that was with neither side using their full strength.
If the two of them really went all out, the whole area would end up either in flames or reduced to rubble.
"Spider-kid, we need to think of a way to move her somewhere open. If this keeps going in the city, the chaos is going to get much worse."
Tony flew over beside Kamen Rider Killbus and said.
"Easy."
With a snap of his fingers, countless giant red quantum spiderwebs spread out behind Kamen Rider Killbus, tightly wrapping all five people present. When the webs vanished, everyone found themselves in a barren, empty stretch of back hills.
That was one of Kamen Rider Killbus's unique skills.
Strictly speaking, they had not actually left the original spot.
This was simply a spider battle zone.
"So you think you've got the numbers on your side, huh?!"
Valleta snapped her fingers as well. Behind her, countless mechanical spiders appeared and fused together, forming several giant humanoid spider armors.
There were three of them in total.
One charged at Gwen.
One at Tony.
One at Steve.
That left only Valleta and Kamen Rider Killbus facing each other one-on-one.
"Honestly, I don't really like hitting women. So how about this? Quit Hydra and join my organization. Maybe I can give you a perfect body, something that lets you escape this half-human, half-monster state."
Kamen Rider Killbus looked at Valleta as he spoke.
"I will never betray Hydra!"
"Whatever they can give you, I can give you too. And I can make you even stronger. You only have one choice now. Join my organization."
"Otherwise, I'll beat you until you do."
After saying that, Kamen Rider Killbus stopped wasting words and rushed in. The two of them immediately started trading brutally direct blows.
Their fight was savage in the purest sense.
One moment, Kamen Rider Killbus would slam Valleta to the ground and drive several punches straight into her face.
The next moment, Valleta would get back up and respond with a barrage of kicks and flying strikes.
Sparks flew everywhere as they exchanged blows, and waves of energy kept rippling outward.
Fortunately, inside the spider battle zone, those aftershocks did not spread beyond the battlefield.
Kamen Rider Killbus threw another heavy punch at Valleta, but this time she caught it easily and smiled.
"Show me what you can really do. I don't believe this is all you've got."
"Of course it isn't. But once I really start using force, you'll break."
"Stop talking big."
"Why not find out?"
At that moment, another spider arm-blade extended over the red curved blade already mounted on Kamen Rider Killbus's arm. The two different metals fused together, forming a powerful gold-red blade radiating a distinct Blood Tribe energy signature.
And Kamen Rider Killbus brought it down without hesitation straight onto Valleta's shoulder.
Sparks exploded.
Energy surged.
Valleta was cut off her feet and sent tumbling across the ground, rolling several times before she finally stopped.
But before she could stand back up, Peter immediately launched another wave of attacks without the slightest sense of fairness.
A kick carrying more than seventy tons of force slammed down on her.
Then another.
Then another.
He stomped her at least ten times in a row while shouting,
"Joining or not?!"
In truth, Peter's condition was already getting bad.
The more he used Kamen Rider Killbus's power, the stronger the backlash on his own body became.
That was the price of not having Blood Tribe genes.
Meanwhile, Valleta's body had started sparking with intertwined red and purple arcs. His attacks were not enough to kill her outright, but the pain transmitted through the chip-linked nerves into her body was absolutely horrifying.
"Become one of my people."
A black-and-white rune-like virtual crest appeared above Kamen Rider Killbus's palm.
It was the class change emblem.
A thing that could forcibly pull someone into his camp.
Seriously, what a ridiculous item.
"What?!"
Valleta could not feel any obvious danger from the strange virtual crest, but she knew instinctively that if it touched her, something very bad would happen.
Yet the crest moved as if it had legs of its own and burrowed straight into her body.
Her whole form lit up with flowing light.
And then...
She went still.
(End of Chapter)
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