He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics!

"Attack together!"

The golden energy's thermal vision was reflected, and the Butcher roared, charging towards Black Los first.

Under temporary compound 5.

The Butcher's physical abilities have also been greatly improved, which is the biggest reason why he is confident in fighting against the new Black and even the Homelanders!

Superpowers can sometimes really inflate a person's confidence!

Hearing the butcher's command.

Hughie quickly reached out and put his hand on French's shoulder.

Almost instantly, the two disappeared into the woods, leaving behind only two sets of men's clothing with underwear in the place full of weeds and fallen leaves.

This is the temporary ability that newcomer Hughie gained after injecting himself with Compound V – [Teleportation]!

Teleportation can carry other people, but it cannot teleport clothes.

Whoosh!

As the black coat fluttered in the wind, the Butcher sprinted to Black Los's side in an instant.

Completely naked, Hughie and French teleported behind Black Los, reaching out to try and restrain him so that the Butcher could deliver the crucial blow.

The Butcher was not careless either. He used his laser eyes again at close range and used his enhanced physique to smash down with his right fist with all his might!

Encirclement and attack – this was a combined move they had rehearsed many times!

Dark-colored Los shook his head inwardly.

The Boys still didn't listen to advice.

Even among superhumans, there are differences.

Los snapped his fingers with his free left hand, and a burst of fire erupted from the ground beneath his feet.

The material transformation was already complete; the gunpowder formula produced fireworks!

burst!

Boom!

Behind the woods.

Suddenly, an explosion occurred in the battle ahead, with flames shooting into the sky and the shockwave instantly engulfing the second-generation Xuanse, French, and the Butcher.

Wait, where's Hughie?

Just as the mother was filled with doubt and uncertainty, a naked figure suddenly teleported to her side in a disheveled manner.

It was Hughie who managed to teleport away from the explosion.

Hughie, clutching his almost burning groin, stared at the towering flames ahead, and said with a mixture of fear and shame:

"The explosion was so sudden, I didn't have time to save them!"

The center of the explosion.

French, who had intended to launch a sneak attack from behind, screamed as his feet were instantly shattered by the explosion below.

Black Los remained motionless in the firelight, staring at the butcher who rushed towards him.

The butcher withstood the sudden impact of the explosion, and the golden heat beam that shot out at close range landed on the dark goggles of Black Los.

This time, there was no refraction or rebound; it was as if it had been neutralized by something—

The second generation's dark eyes.

A crimson light, gone in a flash!

What was that just now?

The butcher didn't have time to think.

He passed by Black Los, his face blank, looking down at his right hand that had just unleashed a full-force attack.

The fist has been broken off.

The wound on his right wrist was as smooth as a mirror, and fresh blood gushed out.

A severed hand fell onto the fire-swept grass and was engulfed by flames.

"Frankie, the butcher!"

Hughie, now naked, returns to the battlefield via teleportation.

He endured the searing pain of the flames, reached out and grabbed Frenchie, who was rolling on the ground screaming in agony, and looked anxiously at the butcher.

The butcher shouted, "Take him away, don't worry about me!"

He reached out and pressed his severed right wrist against the burning tree. As white smoke rose, the wound quickly stopped bleeding under the heat.

Left with no other option, Hughie could only use teleportation to take the heavily injured French away from the battlefield.

The woods behind.

The mother heard a scream and saw Hughie teleport in with French, whose legs were crippled and whose body was burned.

He was stunned for a moment, then anxiously asked, "What exactly happened?"

Hughie shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I don't know, the ground suddenly exploded."

"Hurry up and go."

French lay on the ground, his injuries slowly healing on their own, thanks to the temporary effects of the compound he had injected.

He clenched his teeth, his face deathly pale, and said in terror, "That guy... he's beyond our capabilities! The butcher's right hand was severed in an instant!"

At this moment, the butcher's voice came through the communicator intermittently:

"Everyone, leave here and go back to wait for my message."

The forest is ablaze with firelight.

The butcher raised his intact left hand and removed the burned communicator from his ear.

He watched the second-generation Xuanse warily, who had stopped attacking, then stepped back and staggered toward the small house behind him, clutching his severed hand.

Los did not stop the butcher, but watched as the three women fled into the woods behind him.

Now, the somewhat arrogant Boys should have come to their senses.

He didn't even get past the first stage.

Los thought for a moment and followed behind the butcher.

The two walked through a forest of about a kilometer and approached a detached wooden villa with lights on inside. The flowers, plants, and lights made it look like a cozy, secluded little home.

A cape with the American flag in stars and stripes fluttered in the night breeze.

The man stood at the door but did not go inside.

He seemed to have been waiting for the butcher, and when he saw the butcher arrive, he finally revealed a meaningful smile.

Homelander looked at the butcher who had been trying to kill him and laughed, "You've finally arrived."

The butcher ignored Homelander and completely disregarded his own injuries and danger, shouting towards the cabin ahead:

"Becca, are you in there? Are you there?"

His voice was hoarse, strained and desperate!

Soon, the door to the cabin was opened from the inside.

A beautiful young woman with dark golden curly hair walked out of the house. When she saw Homelander and Butcher outside, she covered her mouth in astonishment.

When the butcher saw the young woman who had appeared, who was none other than his wife Becca, who had been missing for eight years, he was so excited that he trembled all over.

All the effort was worthwhile!

However, the joy on the butcher's face quickly froze.

But it is true.

A small figure followed them out of the house and leaned against the young woman's feet.

The boy looked blankly at the three people outside, then at his mother, whose emotions seemed off.

Homelander spread his hands and smiled at the butcher:

"You don't know, do you? Eight years ago, it was your wife, Becca, who seduced me. We were truly in love."

He tossed his cloak aside, walked towards the eight-year-old boy beside Becca, and introduced himself: "Ryan, I am your father, your biological father!"

The butcher, clutching his severed arm, knelt on the ground; the physical pain was nothing compared to the anguish in his heart.

at this time.

As the second-generation Black-Clad Los leans against a tree, it gives one the feeling of watching a large-scale theatrical drama.

The world of the black-robed is truly chaotic.

It seemed as if there was a wheel of demonic energy at the back of his head, which spun around again.

Okay, Los has adapted again!

Homelander crouched down, took the little boy's hand, and pointed to the butcher, saying, "As for that scruffy bearded man, he's a friend of your mother's and mys."

The butcher looked on in despair, staring in disbelief at his wife Becca, Homelander, and the boy sitting together.

They are a family, so who am I?

The butcher's face turned green, his heart filled with rage, yet he was at a loss as to how to vent it.

The homelander was really happy, and it seemed that he hadn't teased the butcher enough, so he impulsively pointed at the second-generation black one leaning against a tree not far away.

He continued introducing his son, "As for that one, he's also my friend, your godfather."

"?"

Beneath the metal mask, Black Los looked utterly bewildered, his eyes glued to the screen.

No.

He was just here to watch the drama unfold, yet he has his own part in it?