MARVEL/DC: DOCTOR IN THE MULTIVERSE

Chapter 87 87 Peter Parker Corrupted by Venom



Boom—!!!

The rear clinic door burst inward violently beneath the storm outside.

Rainwater scattered across the floor.

A black figure stumbled heavily into Miracle Clinic.

A teenager.

Dressed in a pitch-black skintight suit.

Across his chest—

A massive white spider emblem stretched unnaturally over writhing musculature.

Not heroic.

Predatory.

Sinister.

Rainwater mixed with blood flowed continuously from his body onto the clinic floor.

And across his abdomen—

A horrifying wound exposed bone directly beneath torn flesh.

The tissue surrounding the injury had turned scorched black.

Not from ordinary heat.

High-frequency energy burn residue.

"Help…"

The teenager struggled to raise his head weakly.

Behind the distorted mask—

His eyes contained pain.

Desperation.

Madness.

And something darker trying to consume him entirely.

Spider-Man.

Peter Parker.

Lynn recognized him immediately.

But this was no longer the bright young hero swinging through New York in red and blue.

This Peter had already bonded completely with the alien symbiote:

Venom.

A living extraterrestrial organism from the planet Klyntar.

A creature that amplified aggression, obsession, and negative emotion continuously while granting enormous physical enhancement in return.

Strength.

Speed.

Regeneration.

Organic weapon creation.

But also—

Progressive psychological erosion.

The symbiote slowly devoured identity itself.

Peter clearly remained conscious only through overwhelming willpower.

And based on rumors surrounding Miracle Clinic—

He had dragged himself here as a final gamble.

Lynn stood quietly at the opposite end of the hallway.

He did not approach immediately.

Because Analysis of All Things had already completed the diagnosis instantly.

Inside Peter's body—

A brutal war was underway.

Adrenaline levels exceeded safe human thresholds several times over.

Stress hormones approached catastrophic concentrations.

Meanwhile—

The black symbiote wrapped around Peter's body behaved like a starving parasite.

It continuously absorbed Peter's biological energy to repair both the host and itself simultaneously.

An unstable mutual survival loop.

Then—

Just as Lynn prepared to speak—

The symbiote reacted first.

The black surface covering Peter's body suddenly writhed violently.

Like boiling tar.

Then stopped.

Because it had sensed something.

A superior host.

A lifeform infinitely more powerful than Peter Parker.

Standing only several meters away.

"HISSSSS—!!!"

An inhuman shriek escaped from Peter's throat suddenly.

Thick black tendrils exploded outward from his body like sharpened spears.

The symbiote abandoned all caution instantly.

It no longer wanted Peter Parker.

Because the life energy inside Lynn resembled a living sun.

Kryptonian physiology.

Asgardian physiology.

Undying cellular regeneration.

To a parasitic organism—

That combination represented absolute temptation.

It wanted Lynn's body.

It wanted evolution.

"Peter! RUN!"

Another figure rushed into the clinic from the rainstorm outside.

Black Widow.

Natasha Romanoff.

Her expression changed instantly after seeing the symbiote attack.

She had encountered symbiote contamination before during classified S.H.I.E.L.D. containment operations.

Once fully bonded—

Removing the organism became extraordinarily difficult.

Yet—

Facing the incoming black tendrils—

Lynn didn't move.

Didn't dodge.

Didn't even blink.

Inside his perception—

The so-called terrifying alien organism had already been analyzed completely.

Carbon-based amorphous biological structure.

Primary weakness:

High-frequency sonic disruption above four-thousand hertz destabilized molecular cohesion.

Secondary weakness:

Extreme heat above three-hundred degrees Celsius caused rapid membrane collapse.

An organism powerful against ordinary humans.

But fundamentally flawed.

Lynn observed the incoming tendrils coldly.

"A self-aware puddle of mud…"

"And it wishes to touch me?"

Then—

He moved.

No sound.

No warning.

In Natasha and Peter's widened eyes—

Lynn's body blurred for only an instant.

He moved later.

Arrived first.

Before the symbiote tendrils could touch him—

His hand seized the thickest tendril directly.

Like an iron vise.

"Screeech—!!!"

The symbiote shrieked instantly.

Because the force gripping it felt horrifying beyond comprehension.

Tendrils capable of piercing steel—

Now resembled wet paper trapped inside hydraulic machinery.

The power inside Lynn's hand was overwhelmingly irrational.

Kryptonian strength layered atop Asgardian enhancement and amplified further through multiple physique integrations.

Pure physical violence.

"A puddle of mud should remain mud."

Lynn's voice remained emotionless.

Then—

With one arm—

He lifted the entire symbiote-bound Spider-Man off the ground violently.

Boom—!!!

Peter's body slammed directly into the reinforced operating table nearby.

The special alloy tabletop dented inward from the impact instantly.

Before the symbiote could recover—

Lynn's other hand had already picked up a strangely shaped metallic scalpel from the instrument tray.

One of his recent experimental prototypes.

A device created after analyzing fragments of Iron Man and Lex Luthor technology simultaneously.

[High-Frequency Directional Sonic Scalpel]

Lynn pressed the activation switch calmly.

Buzz—!!!

An invisible directional sonic wave erupted outward.

Precisely targeted.

Directly impacting the black symbiote covering Peter's body.

"SKREEEEEE—!!!"

The Venom symbiote convulsed violently.

Its surface bubbled and twisted like burning oil submerged in acid.

The creature screamed in agony.

Its molecular cohesion destabilized instantly beneath the high-frequency assault.

It tried to detach.

Tried to flee.

"Running now?"

Lynn's eyes remained cold.

"Too late."

Then—

His hand moved.

Fast.

Precise.

Merciless.

The sonic scalpel sliced through the microscopic neural connections binding symbiote and host together.

Every separation point.

Every parasitic nerve strand.

Every biochemical fusion pathway.

Perfectly severed.

This was no longer surgery.

This was forced neural-level biological disassembly performed upon a living extraterrestrial organism.

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