Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

The next second, a miracle occurred.

A dazzling and sacred light appeared out of nowhere in the minds of every person on Earth who was sincerely praying, as if they were seeing it with their own eyes.

Moreover, the images that each person sees in their mind are slightly different, which stems from their subconscious conception of the most beautiful idea of ​​"redemption".

An orphan who lost his parents saw a pair of golden wings spread out, like guardian angels;

The scarred veteran saw a golden, two-headed eagle soaring.

What ordinary workers see is the dawn breaking through the darkness.

But no matter what form these glories initially took, they ultimately converged irreversibly into a magnificent outline.

Short blond hair, a blue bodysuit, and a Stars and Stripes cape fluttering in the glow.

Azu spread his arms and floated beneath the scarlet sky.

Golden divine radiance emanated from him, transforming into a massive halo that swept wildly in all directions with overwhelming force.

Daravik on the Narab Plain was also very sensible.

He perfectly fulfilled his villainous role. He looked up at the sky with a "surprised" expression and secretly shut down the energy output of the Father Box little by little.

But from the perspective of the global audience, what they saw was that the golden divine light emanating from Azu, with absolute divine power, forcibly dispelled the apocalyptic sky that was destroying the earth!

The suffocating blood-red clouds in the sky dissipated rapidly, like morning mist under the sunlight.

The azure sky reappeared, and the warm sunlight once again shone brightly on the earth.

The roaring ocean ceased its fury, and the waves returned to calm.

The world is saved.

The people were in an uproar.

"He's back! Homelander is back!"

"We survived! We survived!"

"He did it! He really heard our call!"

"God bless my countrymen!"

"God, my foot! Our own people are our God!"

The ecstasy of surviving the ordeal brought all of humanity's love for Azu to its peak.

This love has also transformed into a fervent worship of the people of their motherland.

But there is another group of people who are currently in hell.

Those "collaborators" who actively pledged allegiance to the Skrulls during their rule and even personally slaughtered their fellow citizens.

Their dark minds are filled with conspiracy theories.

They were convinced that the Homelanders had died in deep space, and they believed that Skrull rule would be eternal.

But now, that man has returned.

"Oricrab, we're doomed...we're finished..."

They frantically ripped off their federal armbands and scattered in all directions.

There are many people like him who, at this moment, just want to find the darkest cave to crawl into and pray that the man will never find them.

……

Azu slowly descended from the sky above the Narab Plain.

Hundreds of "Hummingbird" drones immediately aimed their cameras at him from all angles.

The live stream screen lit up again.

The whole world saw that long-lost figure again.

Azu did not look at the camera.

His gaze swept across the ravaged battlefield, and over his fallen comrades.

Tony's shattered armor, Captain America's mottled shield, Thor's hollow right eye...

The drone gave Azu a five-second close-up shot.

The whole world could clearly see the almost overflowing anger in Ah Zu's eyes.

The anger made the air heavy, as if the entire plain would tremble under his rage.

Azu withdrew his gaze and strode towards a pile of rubble not far away.

Jessica Jones lay there quietly, her black battle suit tattered, blood still lingering at the corner of her mouth.

Because she had exhausted her strength, she even had difficulty raising her hand.

Azu knelt on one knee and gently pulled Jessica's upper body into his arms.

His fingers gently stroked Jessica's dusty cheeks, his eyes filled with undisguised heartache.

His eyes glistened with tears, and a single tear silently slid down Azu's cheek, landing on Jessica's cheek.

Feeling the touch on her face, Jessica slowly opened her heavy eyelids.

It was the face she longed for day and night.

"You bastard..."

Jessica used all her strength to raise her hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes with her fingertips.

"You finally came back... If I weren't so weak right now, I would definitely give you a good punch."

Ah Zu took her hand and kissed it.

Jessica was ruthless with her words, but her body betrayed her by leaning forward.

She buried her head deeply in Azu's chest, her shoulders trembling slightly, and secretly shed tears of emotion.

And in the ancient courtyards of Kamar-Taj.

When Wanda saw Azu descend like a god and dispel the apocalypse, she was so moved that she covered her mouth and tears streamed down her face.

"He's back...he's really back." Wanda cried tears of joy.

But when the scene shifted, we saw Ah Zu holding Jessica in his arms with a look of heartache, and even shedding a tear for her.

Wanda's expression froze.

"Sizzle—!"

The chaotic magic dancing at her fingertips suddenly went out of control, cutting a deep crevice in the stone pillar beside her.

A spark of jealousy almost flew from her eyes.

She turned her head abruptly and glared at the Ancient One with a reproachful look.

The meaning in his eyes couldn't be clearer: It's all your fault for stopping me! If I had gone over there, I might be the one lying in his arms right now, being held so tenderly by him!

The Ancient One met Wanda's murderous gaze with a rare, bitter smile.

"Love is indeed the biggest obstacle on a monk's path of further study."

She didn't explain anything, but simply shook her head, turned around, and silently left the courtyard, leaving the young girl, who was almost overwhelmed by jealousy, to her own devices.

……

On the Narraber Plain.

Jessica nestled in Azu's arms, greedily inhaling his scent.

He then gently patted Ah Zu's chest and said, "I'm fine, I won't die."

She looked at Daravik, who still exuded a terrifying aura not far away.

"Go... and take down that green scum!"

"For those innocent deaths, and for our homes that were almost destroyed... revenge!"

Azu nodded solemnly.

He slowly got up and gently placed Jessica on a relatively flat spot.

Then, he walked step by step toward Dalavic in the distance.

All the tenderness he had shown towards Jessica vanished, replaced by a cold and murderous aura that enveloped his entire being.

At this moment, the feelings of those who have been reborn are completely different from before.

They were no longer afraid, no longer desperate.

Because their god among men has returned.

The hatred towards the Skrulls reached its ultimate eruption at this moment.

"Kill him!"

"Tear off his limbs!"

"Avenge our fallen brethren! Crush this alien bastard!"

The passionate and stirring text scrolled wildly across the screen.

Dalavik also performed very professionally.

"Oh... has the savior arrived?"

He looked disdainfully at Ah Zu, who was walking towards him, and a ferocious and cruel smile appeared on his face.

Azu stopped ten meters away from Dalavik, facing him from a distance.

"Gravik..."

"This planet has many rules, but today I'll only teach you one."

"Those who offend our Earth will face certain death!"