"Something did happen."
Upon hearing this, Mark's expression tightened, and he began discussing matters concerning the Inheritors.
"This kind of thing actually happened!" Spider Noir's reaction echoed those of the others.
Immediately, his face turned grave as he extended his hand, "If that's the case, count me in!"
"Good!"
The two clasped their hands firmly together.
"Oh!" Soon after, Spider Noir exclaimed and pulled his hand back, "You little rascal, in such a short time, how did you become so strong?"
Mark laughed heartily, "There's a lot you don't know! I'm not who I used to be!"
Spider Noir chuckled at his words, lightly tapping his shoulder, "That's quite something. With a tall guy like you around, I feel much more at ease!"
His tone lacked any jealousy towards the younger generation; instead, it was filled with joy.
It must be said that this straightforwardness surpassed that of many.
"Yawn~" At that moment, Felicia Hardy, also known as Black Cat, woke up groggily, holding her head and letting out a soft groan.
Felicia Hardy, renowned as Black Cat, was one of Spider-Man's rumored girlfriends in many worlds.
For instance, in the '94 Spider-Verse, the Felicia there had a tangled relationship with the Spider-Man.
The Felicia Hardy here with Spider Noir was almost the same.
However, the difference was that the present Felicia Hardy hadn't yet become Black Cat. She was just a rich girl who accidentally got entangled with Spider Noir due to some reasons. She got involved in the struggle between Spider Noir and the Green Goblin in this world, which resulted in her disfigurement, forcing her to wear a mask to conceal her true identity.
Originally, if Mark hadn't intervened, Spider Noir would have lost a vial of blood during the fight with Mysterio. After Spider Noir counterattacked and killed Mysterio, Felicia Hardy took advantage of the chaos to take the needle containing the blood samples.
Mark speculated that it was probably after that incident that she became Black Cat in this world.
But now, with Mark's involvement, all of this would no longer exist.
Mark looked curiously at Felicia Hardy.
It had to be said; Spider-Men had good taste in girlfriends.
Although the true face of the present Felicia Hardy was hidden behind the mask, the sizzling figure concealed under her clothes was enough to trigger countless imaginations.
Just her figure and skin were enough to earn her many points.
"Felicia, how are you feeling?" Spider Noir, noticing her awakening, promptly left Mark and went to Felicia Hardy's side, helping her up with deep concern.
Felicia Hardy shifted her body slightly, showing some resistance to Spider Noir's proximity.
Since being involved and subsequently disfigured by him, she harbored some resentment towards Spider Noir.
"I'm fine. Where am I, Mr. Spider-Man?"
Spider Noir, despite his concern, was too preoccupied to notice her distant tone.
"We've left that place and are temporarily safe. How do you feel? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Spider Noir asked, concerned.
Felicia Hardy coldly shook her head, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Spider Noir. If possible, just drop me off by the roadside. I can catch a cab back."
"*Cough*" Mark cleared his throat lightly, "Since it's like this, let me handle it."
Saying this, he extended his hand and drew a circle in front of him.
A portal appeared nearby immediately, and on the other side of the portal was the Hardy residence.
"Magic?!" Spider Noir and Felicia Hardy both looked at Mark in shock.
Soon, Spider Noir realized that this was probably the "time-space" ability Mark had mentioned earlier.
He quickly realized that if Mark could use this ability to traverse worlds, moving within the same world was definitely within his capabilities.
However, despite understanding the key, he couldn't help but envy this useful ability.
Mark smiled faintly and walked to Felicia Hardy, extending his hand to her, "Before we part ways, Miss Hardy, may I shake hands with you?"
"Of course," Felicia Hardy, puzzled, still extended her hand, somewhat anticipating what this magical gentleman was about to do.
Spider Noir stepped back slightly, watching with curiosity.
However, Mark merely lightly shook Felicia Hardy's hand for just a second before releasing it.
He smiled again, "Miss Hardy, I wish you beauty as radiant as flowers."
Felicia Hardy's face turned cold as she withdrew her hand.
Her face had long been disfigured; how could anyone wish her beauty?
Was this person mocking her?
"Thank you for your 'blessing'." she said coldly.
Without looking back, she walked into the portal.
Mark couldn't help but smirk and casually closed the portal.
Spider Noir sighed, "Buddy, you don't know about Felicia's situation, her face..."
"I do know about her face! Didn't you ask me if I had read stories related to you? After I went back, I carefully searched and found the story about you, so I understood her underlying issue," Mark replied, slightly surprising Spider Noir.
"Why would you say that, then?" Spider Noir asked, slightly annoyed.
"So I could heal her!" Mark patted his shoulder, "I've healed her."
"Healed her?" Spider Noir widened his eyes, "You're not joking, are you?"
Mark rolled his eyes, "Do I look like I'm joking?"
Spider Noir exclaimed, "But you said your ability is time-space! Can it heal too?"
Proudly, Mark replied, "Time-space can't, but I can."
Spider Noir smiled too, feeling relieved, "That's good, that's good. Thank you, buddy!"
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Meanwhile, in Felicia Hardy's bedroom:
When the gunmen, led by Kingpin, forcibly abducted her, they killed her servant and her cat.
Although the bodies had been attended to by arriving police officers, the broken pieces in the room remained vividly visible.
Seeing the chaos in the room and the smashed furniture, Felicia Hardy felt utterly miserable.
Then, she remembered the words spoken by the person who could perform magic a moment ago, which further aggravated her mood.
Though it might not have been intentional, it undeniably reopened her wound.
She removed the mask from her face and walked step by step to the dressing table.
"What beauty as radiant as flowers... I've already..."
Her movements suddenly froze.
Staring at the exquisitely flawless face in the mirror, she stood there, stunned.
"My face, my wounds..."
Her trembling hand reached out, gently touching her face.
The grotesque scars on her cheeks and forehead had miraculously vanished, leaving her skin smooth and flawless.
Suddenly, her mind stirred, recalling Mark's face.
"Miss Hardy, I wish you beauty as radiant as flowers!"
"It's him, it's him! Who is he? Right, I'll find Spider Noir; he must know who he is!"
Excited, Felicia Hardy immediately stood up.
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"Buddy, are we not leaving this world now? Going to your base?" Spider Noir, puzzled by Mark's hesitation, asked.
Mark shook his head, "I came here not just to find you, but also for some other matters I need to attend to."
Spider Noir nodded, observing Mark's contemplative demeanor, refraining from further inquiry.
The passage discusses Karn's role in the storyline. Karn, an anomaly within the Inheritors, appears to be the fifth oldest among them. Contrary to expectations, he possesses immense strength within the family.
The Inheritors, rather than solely hunting Spider Totems, consume all animal totems. Centuries ago, a prophecy indicated the Inheritors' eventual downfall by a Spider Totem. Consequently, they targeted the Spider Totem across the multiverse, attempting to erase it completely to negate the prophecy.
However, Karn stands out among the Inheritors. He hunts totems solely for survival, akin to predators in nature hunting for sustenance, devoid of moral considerations. Unlike his kin, Karn prefers creation and protection over destruction. Consequently, his family despises him, culminating when he hesitated to kill the Weaver, leading to his mother's tragic demise.
As a result, he was expelled from the family, drifting alone across the multiverse. Solus promised Karn that by killing enough Spider-Men, he could end his exile and return to the family. This promise, coupled with guilt over his mother's death, compelled Karn to accept his fate, actively hunting various totems across the multiverse.
In reality, Karn harbors a concealed yet significant identity—he is the Weaver himself.
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