Despite Parker's transformation into a Spider-Tyrannosaurus making him look bulkier, his reaction speed, strength, and other abilities were actually more than ten times stronger than a regular T. rex!
The most critical factor? He could shoot webs!
These extraordinary webs were far superior to those of an ordinary spider—so powerful that they could even support his massive Spider-Tyrannosaurus body as he swung through the jungle.
With this ability, the only real advantage that Pterosaur Norman had—his ability to fly—was completely nullified.
After multiple failed attempts to ambush, surround, or outmaneuver the Spider-Tyrannosaurus, Norman had no choice but to give up.
Instead, using his own mutated and enhanced body along with his sharp intellect, he established his own kingdom within the jungle.
His subordinates called him: The Green Pterosaur Demon!
That was until he was suddenly transported to this world.
Upon learning about Norman's past, Peter was speechless.
No wonder Norman had seemed oddly familiar when he first saw him.
His color scheme and certain details of his appearance bore a striking resemblance to the Ultimate Green Goblin from the Ultimate Universe!
Which meant that, in essence, Pterosaur Norman was just another version of the Green Goblin in the multiverse.
The only question now was whether this guy had a split personality like the Green Goblin from Toby-Spider's universe.
Better keep an eye on him.
As for how to utilize Norman, Peter had already decided—he'd use him as a mount.
Forget piloting a plane—riding a Quetzalcoatlus was on a whole different level of style!
Ahem.
Having an aerial unit made traveling way more convenient.
And Norman wasn't slow, either. Since he was an enhanced variant, his speed was even greater than that of an ordinary Quetzalcoatlus, reaching nearly 200 km/h (124 mph).
That was already close to the minimum speed of a high-speed train.
And that was just in stable flight!
According to Norman, if he maintained this speed, he could stay airborne for ten days to two weeks straight without landing.
And in a burst of speed, he could reach 1,000 km/h (621 mph)—almost supersonic!
For such a massive, flesh-and-blood creature to reach that kind of speed would normally sound like pure fantasy.
But in a world filled with magic and pseudo-science?
Anything was possible.
In short, Pterosaur Norman was more than qualified to serve as a flying mount.
Peter wasn't entirely sure what was going through Norman's mind. The soul-related abilities granted to him by Doctor Strange only allowed for communication, not true mind-reading.
But at the very least, Norman seemed to have submitted for now.
With that, Peter had overachieved in completing his mission in this world.
He didn't bring Norman back with him—parading around the city with a giant Quetzalcoatlus would be way too conspicuous.
Instead, he found a relatively uninhabited forest outside New York City and had Norman wait there for the time being.
To ensure things stayed under control, he also had Vulture (the one wrapped in brown paper) come over to keep an eye on Norman.
Now, it was time to rescue his other underlings—
The three captured Allosauruses.
If Norman, the Pterosaur, was already his dragon, then those three Allosaurus underlings were his as well, right?
No doubt about it!
Peter had already learned from Norman that these Allosaurus underlings were elites!
In Norman's world, there was a rare, mystical herb that, when consumed, enhanced strength and made flesh tougher.
These herbs were incredibly scarce.
It was only after unifying the jungle that Norman managed to find some, using them to cultivate a squad of ten elite Allosauruses—his Tyrant Lizard Battle Team.
On a regular day, even without Norman personally taking action, this battle squad alone was enough to defend their vast kingdom.
So, to Peter, these three Allosauruses were already his subordinates—there was no way he'd let them fall into the hands of the British authorities!
The Rescue Begins
By the time Peter arrived at the cross-sea bridge, the entire area had been completely locked down.
All civilian vehicles had been removed, replaced by rows of military trucks painted in camouflage.
Clearly, the sudden appearance of prehistoric creatures had already drawn the attention of the British government in this world.
The webs that had originally bound the three Allosauruses had somehow been completely removed by the soldiers.
That wasn't too surprising—since spider silk was essentially a protein-based fiber, there were plenty of ways to dissolve it without relying on brute force.
In its place, thick steel cables—as thick as a forearm—were now tightly wrapped around the legs, heads, and bodies of the three Allosauruses.
Below the bridge, several transport ships were docked in silence.
At that moment, the first transport ship was slowly departing, already carrying one of the Allosauruses.
On another ship, a crane was in the process of lifting a second Allosaurus off the ground.
Time for Action
Whoosh—
A flow of nano Vibranium particles surged out, instantly covering Peter's body.
At the same time, Vibranium Spider-Legs extended from his back.
With a swift leap, Peter shot across the air.
His Vibranium Spider-Legs lashed out, stabbing repeatedly at the steel chains—easily slicing through the high-tech alloy restraints.
Boom!
The Allosaurus crashed to the ground with a heavy thud, letting out a sorrowful wail.
Peter landed on its back, flipping and maneuvering effortlessly. His Vibranium Spider-Legs continued striking with precise thrusts, slicing through all the chains in mere moments.
"ROAR! (I was suffocating in those things!)"
The Allosaurus flipped itself over, bellowing loudly—leaving Peter momentarily speechless.
Standing firmly on its forehead, Peter lightly stomped his foot.
"Find an opportunity and run that way, got it? Your boss is waiting for you over there."
The Allosaurus blinked in confusion.
"Boss Norman?" It seemed a bit slow—maybe from the fall just now. But then its eyes widened.
"Oh! I remember now! You're the one who took Boss Norman away! Tell me—what did you do to him?!"
Technically, the Allosaurus had only roared a few times—but thanks to Doctor Strange's soul abilities, Peter could actually understand everything it was saying.
Peter rolled his eyes. "Shut up. I'm your boss's boss now. If you don't listen to me, I'll leave you here to be captured—cut up, drained for blood, and eaten!"
"Huh?! No, don't leave Nolo behind! Please, I beg you~"
Peter rubbed his forehead in exasperation. If it weren't for Strange's ability, he would've never imagined that two simple roars could convey so much meaning.
He pointed at another Allosaurus lying nearby.
"What's that one's name?"
The Allosaurus, now identified as Nolo, obediently answered.
"That's Sart."
Peter then pointed toward the transport ship moving into the distance.
"And that one?"
"That's Yoya."
Peter nodded. "Alright, Nolo. In a moment, tell Sart the plan. I'm going after Yoya. Got it?"
He scanned his surroundings.
The soldiers, who had been caught off guard by his sudden appearance, were now regaining their composure—slowly closing in with their weapons drawn.
(To be continued...)
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