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C663 Spider-Man
🕑 Added 2024-03-18 13:56:37 +0000 UTCAs Peter coughed up a mouthful of blood, he clenched his teeth, feeling the familiar surge of pain mingled with determination. With a grimace, he wiped the blood from his lips and floated in the void of space, his gaze locked onto the towering figure of Tiamut, determination burning in his eyes.
Looking down, Peter watched as his arm slowly grew back and the hole in his chest from his opponents previous attack began to close. ‘I need to make sure to kick the sh*t out of Centurion for this…’
After all, it was him who set all of this up before hiding like a coward. Just thinking about it made Peter feel a burning need for sweet, sweet vengeance. “But before that…” He muttered, reigning in his burning need for revenge as he eyed the enemy before him.
Despite the searing pain coursing through his body, Peter refused to back down. With a primal roar, he launched himself back into the fray, his movements fueled by sheer adrenaline as he faced the relentless onslaught of the Celestial. Each blow sent shockwaves rippling through space, the force of their clashes threatening to tear the very fabric of reality asunder.
With every ounce of strength he could muster, Peter fought back with a ferocity born of desperation. His remaining arm moved with lightning speed, delivering precise strikes aimed at exploiting the slightest weakness in Tiamut's defenses. Each blow landed with bone-crushing force, denting the celestial's metallic form and drawing a guttural roar of fury from its lips.
But despite his best efforts, Peter found himself outmatched by the sheer power and relentless onslaught of his opponent. With a sense of growing frustration, he gritted his teeth and pushed himself harder, his mind racing as he searched for a way to turn the tide of battle in his favor.
Drenched in sweat and blood, Peter fought with a primal ferocity, his every move fueled by a desperate determination to survive. With every punch, kick, energy blast, etc. he unleashed the full extent of his strength, his blows landing with bone-crushing impact against the Celestial's unyielding form.
But for every strike Peter landed, the Celestial retaliated with equal, if not greater, force. Its metallic fists hammered down relentlessly, each blow driving Peter closer and closer to defeat, his body battered and bruised, yet refusing to yield.
Blood seeped from countless wounds, floating throughout the space around them as the battle raged on, the air thick with the acrid scent of ozone and burning flesh. Despite the pain coursing through his veins, Peter gritted his teeth and fought on, his mind consumed by a singular focus…
Survival.
But amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope sparked within him. Drawing upon the depths of his deathly powers granted to him by his new spider suit, Peter empowered himself one final time, unleashing an overwhelming deathly aura, which seemed to swallow all of the other auras that shrouded his body, using them to file itself.
“?!” Although Tiamut was rather mindless, he seemed to recognize Peter’s boost in power as its eyes widened for a brief moment.
Smirking, Peter slowly floated closer to his opponent. “What a nice expression you just had… Why don’t I help you make some more of them?” He said as he disappeared in a burst of motion.
“?!” Tiamut’s eyes widened a second time as Peter appeared beside him, his leg impacting the side of the giants head.
“How does it feel you sadistic f*cker!” He shouted, venting all of his fury from his earlier beat down.
With each strike, Peter felt the lingering pain in his chest slowly receding, replaced by a renewed sense of vigor and determination. Meanwhile, the hole in his chest closed and healed swiftly, leaving behind nothing but a faint scar as a testament to the ferocity of their battle.
But just as Peter began to gain the upper hand, Tiamut unleashed a devastating barrage of energy blasts, each one aimed with deadly accuracy. With lightning-fast reflexes, Peter dodged and weaved through the onslaught, his movements a blur of speed and agility as he fought to keep himself one step ahead of the celestial's relentless assault.
With a defiant roar, Peter retaliated with a burst of heat vision, empowered by his deathly aura which turned the laser black, the blast slamming into Tiamut with explosive force. The celestial staggered backward, its form trembling under the impact as rust spread access its metallic armor, causing it to decay in some areas.
‘Huh… That’s new…’ Peter thought, a smile in his face as he noticed the rust and decay, no doubt from the deathly nature of his powers.
“Come on! Is that all you’ve got? I expected more… But what can you expect from a rusted tin can?" Peter taunted, his arm nearly fully regrown, only his fingers remaining to be seen.
As Peter's taunt echoed through the void, the Celestial's rage ignited like a blazing inferno. Its form shimmered with renewed power, crackling with energy as it surged forward. “AAAARRGGHHH!” With a primal roar, it unleashed a beam of energy from its chest, carrying the weight of a collapsing star.
Caught off guard by the sudden surge in the Celestial's power, Peter found himself dodging as fast as he could, the humongous beam of cosmic energy grazing him as it passed by, shooting off toward Mercury.
“Ugh!” Peter grunted in pain as the attack singed his skin as it grazed him, causing it to bubble and melt. But thankfully, his healing factor kicked in, lessening the pain as his skin returned to normal.
As Tiamut's devastating beam struck Mercury, the planet erupted in a cataclysmic explosion, reminiscent of the Death Star's destructive power. The shockwave rippled through space.
"Not another one," Peter sighed as he witnessed yet another planet disappear. The force of the shockwave of the distant explosion reverberated through his body, nearly sending both him and Tiamut flying away. ‘I should probably finish this before he destroys another innocent planet…’
Especially since the Earth is so close by…
With Tiamut momentarily distracted by the catastrophic aftermath of its attack on Mercury, Peter seized the opportunity to strike. With a silent battle cry, he propelled himself forward, his powerful kick connecting squarely with the Celestial's head.
As Tiamut staggered backward, Peter's eyes glowed with a deadly intensity, unleashing beams of heat vision that sliced through the void with lethal precision. The blackened lasers scorched Tiamut's metallic form, leaving trails of decay in their wake as the celestial recoiled from the onslaught, its roars of agony echoing through the emptiness of space.
Tiamut roared in anger, his colossal form trembling with fury as he unleashed a deafening scream, energy shooting from his mouth. With lightning reflexes, Peter dodged the onslaught, narrowly avoiding the searing blast as it tore through the void of space.
The clash of metal against flesh continued as Peter and the Celestial returned to their brutal duel. With every strike, Peter pushed himself beyond his limits, his determination burning brighter than ever as he fought to protect not just himself, but the countless lives hanging in the balance.
Each blow landed with bone-shattering impact, sending shockwaves rippling through the fabric of space itself. With a primal roar, Peter unleashed the full extent of his powers, tapping into the deathly aura that coursed through his veins, his every move fueled by an unyielding resolve to emerge victorious.
As the battle raged on, Peter's senses heightened, his instincts guiding him through the chaos with razor-sharp precision. With a swift motion, he dodged a barrage of energy blasts from Tiamut, the cosmic beams grazing his skin with searing heat as they passed by, leaving behind a trail of destruction in their wake.
Gritting his teeth against the pain, Peter retaliated with a surge of heat vision, empowered by the deathly aura that pulsed within him. The blackened laser slammed into Tiamut with explosive force, causing rust to spread across the Celestial's metallic form like a creeping plague.
With each passing moment, Tiamut's once-imposing figure began to decay more and more, weakened by the relentless assault of Peter's deathly powers.
As rust ate away at its armor, exposing vulnerable patches of metal beneath, Peter seized the opportunity to press his advantage, striking with renewed ferocity as he targeted the Celestial's weakened spots.
Each blow landed with surgical precision, driving Tiamut back with every strike as Peter fought tooth and nail to keep the cosmic behemoth at bay. With every punch, kick, and energy blast, he pushed himself beyond his limits, his entire being consumed by the primal urge to survive at any cost.
But just as victory seemed within his grasp, Tiamut unleashed a devastating counterattack, its form shimmering with renewed power as it surged forward with a deafening roar. “AAAARRGGHH!”
“?!” Caught off guard by the sudden surge of energy, Peter found himself struggling to keep pace, his movements growing sluggish as exhaustion threatened to overwhelm him.
With a desperate effort, Peter summoned every last ounce of strength within him, his muscles burning with the intensity of his exertion as he unleashed a flurry of blows against Tiamut's weakened form, each carrying a deathly aura. With each strike, he felt the celestial's defenses crumbling beneath his assault, inch by agonizing inch.
…
..
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Soon enough, Peter spotted his opening and leaped forward, wrapping his arms tightly around Tiamut's neck from behind. Despite the celestial's attempts to shake him off and pummel him with its colossal fists, Peter held on with an iron grip, his deathly aura flaring around them in a swirling vortex of black energy.
“F*ck…” Peter struggled to speak as a large fist impacted his back over and over again. “…you!”
As the ominous aura enveloped both him and Tiamut, the decay accelerated at an alarming rate, the celestial's metallic form beginning to rust and corrode before his eyes. With each passing moment, Tiamut's movements slowed, weighed down by the relentless assault of Peter's deathly powers.
Straining against the overwhelming force of the black aura, Tiamut fought desperately to break free, its once-mighty form crumbling under the relentless onslaught.
But Peter refused to relent, screaming in exertion as he poured every ounce of his strength into his deathly powers while struggling to maintain his grip on the celestial's thrashing form.
As the black energy spread from Peter to his metal opponent, the decay intensified, consuming Tiamut's once-impervious armor at an extremely high speed. With a final, agonized roar, the celestial fell silent, its body rusted in place as it succumbed to the relentless decay.
With a victorious sigh, Peter watched as Tiamut's form disintegrated before his eyes, leaving nothing behind but a glowing yellow spark suspended in the void of space.
“F*ck… Why didn’t it leave a body behind…” Peter complained, as he planned to use the body to revive his opponent as a shadowy servant. “Hmm, maybe it’ll still work?”
Conjuring a green flame in his hand, he tossed it towards the flickering remnants of the celestial, watching as the spark suddenly ignited.
A/N: 1855 words :)
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Nazarickk
Thanks for the chapter
