I, the Bully Spider-Man, will destroy Marvel!

Chapter 415 Doctor Strange Returns, and Toby, a Little Bit of Everything...

First Generation, Extraordinary: That's really something...

Peter, clutching his aching head, asked, "So how did you defeat Thanos? How did you stop the alien invasion? Did you do it all by yourself?"

The original and the extraordinary exchanged a glance.

The original Thanos shook his head: "I don't know anything about Thanos. The only alien I encountered was an alien parasitic life form, which I killed with Harry's pumpkin bomb."

Chao Fan also shook his head: "I've never even seen an alien creature. All I've encountered are local guys who have become supervillains because of genetic modification or equipment."

Peter was speechless: "So... only my universe has so many disasters, and other universes don't actually have so many problems?"

The First Generation and the Extraordinary shrugged: "You could say that."

Peter: ...........

Just as the three Spider-Men were rambling on and on about the topic...

Toby raised his hand to interrupt them: "Alright, let's put off the reminiscing for now. Release Strange first. Do you want him to starve to death?"

Upon hearing this, Peter suddenly remembered, "Oh right, Doctor Strange is still trapped in the Mirror Dimension!"

"Ned, release the Doctor immediately! Although he's a magician, his physical constitution is just that of an ordinary person!"

Ned: ......

Ned was on the verge of tears: "Peter, Doctor Strange is a sorcerer, but I'm not. I just happened to open a few portals by chance; I can't control them..."

Peter's expression froze: "You mean... Doctor Strange isn't coming back?"

MJ suggested, "Perhaps we could ask other sorcerers in Kamar-Taj for help, like that chubby sorcerer who was with Doctor Strange before?"

Peter was on the verge of tears: "The king just told us not to involve him. I'm afraid if I go to him, he'll kill me first..."

Mei suddenly had a brilliant idea: "I remember there's a pretty red-haired girl in your Avengers who can use magic, right? Didn't you tell me before that you liked her? Why don't you go ask her for help?"

MJ: ? ? ?

Peter looked flustered, his face turning red: "May, don't talk nonsense! Wanda is too much older than me. I was just talking nonsense back then. I only like MJ!"

"And ever since Vision was killed by Thanos, and the Avengers recalled the lost half of humanity, Wanda has disappeared, and nobody knows where she is now..."

MJ stared at Peter with deadpan eyes, a look of 'it better be this way' on his face.

Peter shrank back, avoiding MJ's gaze.

The original and the extraordinary ones exclaimed with some amazement, "Wow, there are so many superheroes in your world! I feel like they don't really need our help..."

Peter shook his head helplessly: "There were indeed many in the past, and we have a very good team."

"But ever since Mr. Stark passed away and the Captain America stepped down, the Avengers team seems to have lost its soul. Members have either left, gone into seclusion, or disappeared altogether. In fact, there are very few left now..."

The First Generation and the Extraordinary One rubbed their temples, looking troubled: "It seems there are advantages to being a lone wolf; at least we don't have to worry about this problem..."

Toby had gotten used to the conversation drifting further and further away from the topic.

Wherever he is, if there are more than three people, there will inevitably be a chatterbox who will steer the conversation further and further off-topic.

What's more, there are three chatterboxes here...

Toby shook his head, no longer expecting anything from them, and raised his left fist.

A flash of blue light appeared on Toby's left arm's spatial ring, and as he threw a punch into the void, a section of his arm 'disappeared' into the air.

This made the few Peters who were still arguing stop, staring in surprise at Toby's missing half of his hand.

It looked as if Toby had stuck his hand into the air and was groping for something in the void.

On the other side, Strange in the mirror space looked at the hand groping in front of him with a question mark on his face.

Holy crap, this is a mirror space! Where the hell did this hand come from?

The mirror space is haunted! Help!

Bound tightly by spider silk, Doctor Strange could only watch helplessly as the hand touched his collar, and then he felt a tremendous force coming from it.

Click—

With a sound like shattering glass, the air in front of Toby broke as if solidified glass, and he pulled out a person wearing a red cloak.

It was Doctor Strange, Stephen Strange!

Strange stared wide-eyed at Toby, who was grabbing him by the collar: "Who are you?"

"You're the worst Doctor Strange I've ever met. You actually got trapped by your own magic. Shameful!" Toby said with a look of disgust.

After saying that, he threw Doctor Strange, whom he was carrying, onto the ground.

"I'm the worst Doctor Strange you've ever met? You're from the multiverse?!"

Strange didn't care about being thrown to the ground; instead, he grasped the key point in Toby's words.

"That's right." Toby didn't deny it.

Strange's face darkened, and he couldn't help but curse:

"Damn it, I should have listened to the King and not used that damned Oblivion Spell! That idiot Peter kept interfering with my spellcasting, causing my magic to be constantly disrupted, and guys from the multiverse who know Peter's identity keep appearing in this universe!"

"Um, Doctor, I'm sorry..."

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind Doctor Strange.

Strange turned his head sharply and saw the face that made him want to punch it.

and......

Three of them!

Strange slapped himself in the face, despairing, "One Peter was enough for me, and now three more have come? Is the world going to end?"

The First Generation and the Extraordinary, who had been accidentally injured, exchanged a glance, then looked at Peter and asked, "Is your reputation in this universe really that bad?"

Peter looked embarrassed: "I have indeed done a lot of stupid things in the last two years..."

Strange removed his hand from his face, walked towards Peter, and gritted his teeth:

"It's more than just stupid, it's a disaster! Him, him, him, and those monsters! Look how many people from other universes you've summoned to our universe, and who knows how many more will come in the future!"

"Right now, these people are all relatively weak, so it's manageable that we can capture them one by one and send them back. But what if an enemy we can't fight comes along, or Thanos comes again? Have you thought about the consequences?"

Peter, who was being relentlessly pressured by Doctor Strange, was completely uneasy and dared not refute Doctor Strange at all.

The original and the extraordinary ones tried to smooth things over: "It's not that bad, really. We're here to help, aren't we?"

"Yes, and Ned even summoned the strongest Spider-Man to help. If we work together, I believe we can perfectly resolve this!"

Hearing what the two said, Strange calmed down a bit.

His gaze swept past the original Spider-Man and the Extraordinary One, landing on Tobey Maguire: "The strongest Spider-Man, you're one of them?"

Toby shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

In this multiverse, there is indeed no Spider-Man stronger than him.

Even if there were 400 middle-aged women and Captain Marvel Spider-Man, they probably wouldn't be as strong as he is now.

"You're quite something, managing to pull me out of the mirror dimension. Are you some kind of magical Spider-Man?"

Strange nodded to Toby, indicating his approval.

"I'm not really a magic user, I just know a little bit of everything~" Toby replied modestly, while casually raising his left arm to show off the bracelet with six Infinity Stones embedded in it.