Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Dago coldly released his grip, tossing the one-eyed, near-death, unconscious Saul to the ground like trash.

He then pointed his finger across the ravaged battlefield at the fallen heroes.

Steve, Tony, Banner, Jessica...

He pointed slowly, calling out a number for each person he pointed to.

"one."

"two."

"three……"

He uttered cold, emotionless numbers.

"……Thirteen."

After counting the last person, Dago withdrew his fingers.

"You have lost."

Dago's words were simple and direct, delivering the verdict.

"There are thirteen of you here in total."

"Then, according to the rules of the game..."

"I will destroy thirteen cities."

Upon hearing this, the viewers in the live stream, who had been feeling sorry for Thor's miserable state and were even shedding tears...

This declaration plunged them into despair.

Thirteen cities! This means the deaths of hundreds of millions of people!

This is not war, this is massacre.

Imagining the impending destruction, imagining the horrific scene of Tokyo being reduced to wasteland and about to be repeated in thirteen other cities, an overwhelming sense of sorrow welled up in people's hearts.

The online comments vanished instantly, and almost everyone was terrified, as if they had lost the strength to even type.

……

Kama Taj.

Wanda was surrounded by crimson chaotic magic.

As early as when she saw Pietro's broken leg and his screams as he fell to the ground in the live broadcast, she had already lost all patience and began to draw a portal that flickered with sparks in front of her.

The Ancient One walked over calmly, waved her hand gently, and dispelled the portal.

"Let me through! I need to help them!" Wanda cried anxiously.

"They'll be alright." The Ancient One's tone was meaningful. "This is a necessary ordeal, Wanda."

"If you want to see Anthony back as soon as possible, then don't interfere."

Upon hearing the name "Anthony," Wanda froze.

She bit her lip, her eyes flashing red with resentment for a few moments, but she ultimately forced herself to suppress the impulse within her.

……

The Narraber Plain.

All the live stream cameras were fixed on Dago.

Everyone stared in terror at the brutal demon, wondering what method he would use to destroy thirteen cities at once.

Under the watchful eyes of countless fearful people.

Dago coldly raised his hand, turning his palm upwards.

A metal cube appeared in his hand.

Parent box.

Unlike the Mother Box, which tends to modify the planet's ecosystem, the Father Box is more inclined towards pure destruction.

Without saying a word, Dago tossed the Father Box into the air.

"Buzz—Buzz!!!"

The parent box is activated in mid-air.

In an instant, a dark red energy wave spread outwards in a ring from the Father Box, sweeping across the entire Earth in just a few minutes!

A sudden change occurred.

People around the world looked up in horror.

The once azure sky turned a chilling crimson, as if it had been splattered with thick blood.

Thick, blood-red clouds rolled across the skies around the world, intertwined with countless crimson lightning bolts.

The air was filled with a high-frequency, ear-piercing buzzing sound that made people's eardrums ache.

Earth's gravity began to act strangely, and trash cans, bicycles, and lighter animals on the streets began to float upwards uncontrollably.

The world's oceans are churning, and tsunamis are forming, roaring and ready to devour the land.

It's a terrifying scene resembling the imminent end of the world!

Looking at these terrifying phenomena that cover the entire globe, people seem to realize an even more terrifying truth.

"He lied to us..."

A desperate voice rang out from the crowd.

"He doesn't just want to destroy thirteen cities... he wants to destroy the entire Earth!!"

The chat in the live stream went wild.

"A devil! This is a real devil!"

"Doomsday! This is the end of the world!"

"We're all going to die! The Earth is going to be torn apart!"

"We're doomed! Mom, I don't want to die..."

"If there's a tomorrow, I will never complain about life again..."

Why has God abandoned us?!

Doomsday rhetoric, anger, fear, sorrow, and deep regret—a mix of emotions swirled in people's hearts.

Countless people began to pray in despair to God, Allah, Brahma, and other supreme deities of their respective faiths, begging for miracles...

……

Washington, D.C., the White House.

"Quickly! Contact Vought immediately! Initiate the interstellar exile plan!"

President Ellis stared at the blood-red sky outside the window, his forehead beaded with cold sweat. He roared at his staff, "We must start the engines and take off immediately! Get everyone on the list out of there right now!"

The aide, sweating profusely, connected Walter's call. A moment later, he hung up and walked up to Ellis with a grim expression.

"Mr. President... Vought International has rejected the launch request."

"Are they insane?!" Ellis grabbed one of her staff members by the collar. "The world is going to end! What are they waiting for?!"

"The higher-ups at Vought said..." The advisor swallowed hard, "The interstellar exile plan has been temporarily suspended. We still have one last hope..."

"What hope is there?" Ellis asked.

At that moment, the office door was pushed open.

The president's aide strode in and handed a document to Ellis.

"Mr. President, this is from the Vought Group. They need you to give a global televised address immediately."

"speech?!"

Ellis snatched the document away, roaring angrily, "What's the point of a speech at a time like this?! Do you think a few words can stop the end of the world?!"

"Mr. President, Walter said this is the only way. Please make sure you read it," the assistant emphasized.

Ellis suppressed his anger and glanced at the document.

He complained as he scanned the contents of the document.

Gradually, his complaints stopped. His gaze shifted between the lines, and his breathing became increasingly heavy.

After reading the last line, Ellis's hand trembled slightly. He was torn by an internal struggle.

This is not just a speech, but a high-stakes gamble, an ultimate gamble that stakes the faith of all humanity.

But what if this method... could actually help that person come back?

Ellis closed his eyes, recalling the moments he had spent with Homelander and the trust Homelander had placed in him.

When he opened his eyes again, all his hesitation and struggle had vanished, and his gaze became firm once more.

"Inform Walter..." Ellis straightened his suit and tie and strode toward the Oval Office. "I accept Walter's offer."

"In one minute, switch to the global live streaming line and take over the signals of all channels."