I Became Spider-Man's Cousin in Anime Crossover

Chapter 476 Valon: You think you're so great? That's one of my men!

"...Ouch! Ouch! It's hot! So hot!!!"

Unfortunately, before Valon could even feel happy after finally regaining control of his body, he abruptly covered his mouth and throat with both hands. Black smoke billowed from between his fingers, and his eyes widened, filled with tears of physical pain.

Clearly, the flames that the Holy Lord had just gathered were still inside him and had not been released.

And it was precisely because of this, due to the change of control, that the flames, no longer suppressed by the Holy Lord's magic, began to surge and burn uncontrollably in Valon's mouth and esophagus!

The feeling was like swallowing a mouthful of lava!

"Water! Water! Give me water! Anything I can drink!!"

Valon screamed hoarsely, jumping up and down on the spot, showing none of the elegance or ruthlessness one would expect from a Mafia boss.

Ah Fen was the first to react. With all his might, he rushed to the small bar in the corner of the cabin and frantically grabbed a crystal decanter. Inside was more than half a bottle of expensive wine of unknown brand.

Upon hearing Valon's cries, Zhou Ze, overjoyed, rushed over with Rasu, one on each side, to support the agonizing Valon.

"Boss! Hang in there!"

As she cried out, Rasu's voice trembled with a hint of sobbing.

There was a lingering fear of almost being killed by Shendu...

There was also the joy of finally seeing the boss again after enduring so much humiliation and hardship!

"Quick! Boss! Open your mouth!"

Ah Fen, who was holding the decanter, didn't bother to pour the wine into the glass. He pulled out the stopper, opened his mouth as wide as possible towards the glass, and, with steam rising from his lips and blisters already forming, gulped it down.

"Glug... Pfft cough cough cough! Glug glug!"

Ignoring the choking pain, Valon greedily gulped down the icy liquid. The liquor washed over his burned mucous membranes, bringing waves of relief after the stinging pain.

However, this amount of wine is clearly far from enough to extinguish the Lord's flames.

Fortunately, Zhou, who was also looking around for a solution, immediately handed over the ice bucket that had been used to chill drinks, most of the ice of which had already melted: "Boss! This!"

Valon shoved aside Afen's completely empty decanter, snatched the ice bucket from Zhou's hand, and poured the wine directly into his mouth!

The mixture of ice and water splashed all over his face, then quickly slid down, completely soaking his expensive suit.

But he didn't care, he just swallowed, rinsed his mouth, and swallowed again frantically, trying to extinguish the damned embers of fire inside him.

"Ha...ha...cough cough cough!"

After drinking more than half a bucket of ice water, his stomach swelled up slightly, and Valon suddenly moved the ice bucket away, bent over, and coughed violently, tears and snot streaming down his face along with the ice water.

Fortunately, after all that, the burning pain in his throat was finally relieved, and at least he no longer felt like he was about to spontaneously combust.

Afen, Zhou, and Lasu surrounded him, their faces showing lingering fear and shock.

Especially Rasu, whose eyes were red.

In the moment the Saint was enraged, he truly thought he was doomed. But to his surprise, the leader forcefully broke free from the dragon's control to save him!

This caused the fear that had risen in Rasu's heart to be washed away by the relief of surviving the ordeal, and replaced by an excitement mixed with gratitude, admiration and disbelief.

So, after confirming that Valon was feeling a little better, Rasu carefully helped Valon back to the large leather seat to rest, while looking at Valon with her still slightly damp eyes, filled with a mixture of cautious expectation and barely suppressed excitement, and asked in a low voice with curiosity.

"Boss, you're finally back... Are you free from the Holy Lord's control now? Can we turn around and fly back to Denmark to continue our jail time?"

In his simple mind, the boss had just so powerfully taken back his body and suppressed his anger; perhaps he really had driven that wicked demon away!

From now on, they won't have to live in fear anymore! They can continue living their good lives!

"Heh..." Valon, upon hearing this, irritably tugged at his wet tie, letting out a short, cold laugh filled with endless weariness and self-mockery. "If only it were that simple."

He was panting heavily as he slowly straightened up.

The expensive green suit was soaked in ice water, clinging tightly to his body and outlining his slightly thin figure.

Her hair was disheveled and stuck to her forehead, with water droplets dripping from the ends.

At this moment, Valon looked utterly disheveled, bearing no resemblance to the once-powerful leader of the Black Hand Gang.

But in his eyes, which had regained their azure blue color, burned a fury that was colder and more resolute than the magical flames of the Holy Lord.

That wasn't a momentary outburst of rage, but rather a desperate, beast-like act of recklessness when one's bottom line has been crossed and there's no turning back.

He stopped responding to Rasu's overly naive question and didn't look at the worried, fearful, and equally confused expressions on Afen and Zhou's faces. Instead, he suddenly looked up.

My neck is stiff from the burning sensation, and every movement is accompanied by intense pain.

But Valon still put all his effort into staring intently at the gleaming decorative mirror on the cabin wall, which was used for grooming.

The mirror clearly reflected his disheveled and ferocious state at that moment.

And from a special perspective that only Valmont can see...

The only remaining part of the Holy Lord's soul, his figure appearing and disappearing, was perched there, staring coldly at Valon.

"Lord," Valon's voice was terribly hoarse, like sandpaper scraping, each word seemingly squeezed out from a burned throat and clenched teeth, carrying an undeniable and resolute tone, "Listen to me carefully..."

"Don't think I don't know, this body of mine is your only 'house' right now! Whatever you want to do next, you'll have to rely on me and my men to run errands and risk their lives for you!"

He spoke faster and faster, becoming more and more agitated, his chest heaving, which aggravated the pain in his throat, causing him to frown slightly, but his eyes grew even sharper.

"So! If you dare to harm my men again, even if it's just burning a single hair on their heads!"

As he spoke, Valon moved closer to the mirror, almost touching it. The fierce glint in his eyes distorted the image in the mirror as he stared fearlessly at the Holy Lord.

"I swear, I'll immediately find a way to commit suicide, or deliberately run to Spider-Man's side!"

"You dare—!!!"

Deep within the mirror, the Holy Lord's illusory image fluctuated violently.

A violent, humiliating, and unbelievable rage crashed against Valon's consciousness through an invisible connection, as if to crush him.

At the same time, Valon felt a burning sensation inside his body.

That was a sign that the Holy Lord was trying to regain control, and even the depths of his eyes began to flash with the crimson of a dragon once more.

"You'll see if I dare!"

Valon stiffened his neck, veins bulging on his forehead, desperately resisting the restlessness within his body and the impact of the Holy Lord's consciousness.

Instead of cowering and backing down in the face of the Holy Lord's threats as he usually did, he slammed his fist on the armrest and roared back at the mirror.

"Put away your ridiculous sense of superiority, Holy Lord! Open your eyes and see clearly! What are you now?"

"You're nothing but a worthless dog who's lost its physical body and can only eke out a living hiding in someone else's shell, terrified of being discovered by Spider-Man!"

"Even the ninja soldiers you placed so much hope in were utterly humiliated and beaten to a pulp by a summoned dragon!"

"What right do you have to swagger in front of me? What right do you have to threaten to kill my brothers?!"