He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics!

Chapter 96 Homelander Takes on the Challenge, Will You Win?

night.

Homelander, with the soldier boy in tow, hurried back to the headquarters of the Water Corporation.

All the way, he could hear the cheers of citizens on the streets of New York, as if the declaration of war between the Vought Group and the White House was a good thing.

"What exactly happened?"

With a stern face, Homelander stormed into the vice president's office and questioned the wise man.

The wise man's face was also somewhat pale, and he said in a deep voice, "It is Radiant City that has formally declared war on us, and it will be at noon tomorrow."

Homelander squinted. "I know, Apollo, advanced steel armor."

After being forced back by four armored vehicles last time, he had the wise man investigate the situation there and learned that there was a local legend about a god who controlled the armored vehicles.

The sun god.

The wise man said solemnly, "Our foundation is unstable. We were once eager to use superhuman strength to infiltrate the White House and used many tricks."

"To the point that now, others can use even stronger forces to oust us from power, and the other side can formally declare war and even win the hearts and minds of the people, as well as the covert support from various countries and sectors."

She continued, "The other side also admitted that they stole the first-generation compound five."

"Stronger?"

Homelander scoffed, clenched his fist, and said in a deep voice, "I am the strongest!"

The soldier boy shrugged and said, "It's hard to say. The fact that they were able to take away the bomb's line of sight means they must have considerable strength. They must also have some trump cards to dare to declare war on you."

On the scene, perhaps only he dared to contradict Homelander; neither the wise men nor Ashley dared to point it out.

"If you run away tomorrow, I won't call you a coward."

The soldier boy spread his hands and comforted his countryman, saying, "It's normal to be afraid of death."

"You're a coward! You're the fucking coward!"

Homelander looked at the soldier boy and couldn't hold back any longer, directly revealing his dark past: "I've seen your file at Vought International."

"Your enlistment was a lie; you've never been on a battlefield. You're a real coward and weakling!"

He scoffed, "Your brother is the real war hero; you're just using Compound V to package yourself as a superhuman tough guy!"

The soldier boy's wide eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at his homelander.

His burly body trembled slightly, and he fell silent.

The scene of a loving father and filial son made the wise man shake his head.

Only the truth can hurt people the most and is the easiest to break their defenses.

She shouted a warning: "Time is running out! We must prepare for war, contacting the military, terrorist organizations, capitalist forces, and the superhumans who have joined Vought!"

The wise man adjusted his light-colored glasses and analyzed, "We can also use this war to put America into wartime and gain a higher status and more rights!"

The soldier boy was silent for a moment, then raised his resolute face, exhaled softly, and said to Homelander in a deep voice, "If you're afraid, I can give you special training tonight, at least so you won't be as afraid of the battlefield as I am."

He turned his face away, his true feelings revealed, and said, "No matter what, my son, even if you lose, don't make it look bad."

The father stared blankly at the soldier boy.

In the end, it turns out you were standing by my side, Father.

He suddenly remembered the figure of a black-haired youth.

If only the other person were standing nearby and patting me on the shoulder.

The next day, early in the morning.

Homelander, dressed in his usual blue uniform and waving his American flag cape, arrived at the cabin in the Vought secret community.

He saw two sun loungers in the yard and the extinguished campfire in the fireplace inside the house.

I also saw a heartwarming photo taken by my son Ryan with a Polaroid camera, showing the four of us enjoying dinner.

Things are wrong.

The wooden door suddenly opened, and Becca walked out of the living room, explaining to Homelander standing outside the cabin, "Ryan is still asleep. I haven't told him about you."

She hesitated for a moment, then, in her usual conciliatory tone, negotiated with Homelander, "Could we wait a little longer while I go and wake him up?"

"No need, Becca."

Homelander waved his hand, stopping Becca.

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He pointed to his azure eyes and smiled kindly, "I have X-ray vision, I can see, just a glance at him from outside is enough."

Becca was somewhat stunned.

In my memory, the violent and domineering people of my motherland have never been so gentle except in front of the television media.

Now that the other party has entered the White House, there's no need for them to continue acting.

"I'll be back after I've made dinner."

The man gave a brief explanation, then turned and flew away, as if noon was just a trivial matter to attend to.

"etc."

Becca called him back, hesitatingly saying, "If you can come back tonight, dance with me."

"Okay," Homelander agreed, and flew into the sky and left.

Watching her homelanders depart, a hint of resentment flashed in Becca's eyes as she murmured to herself, "Dancing with you? That's impossible in this lifetime."

When you have something to rely on in your heart and have experienced fleeting happiness, you will feel even more desperate when you are defeated.

Becca closed the cabin door. "This is my revenge on you, a curse for life."

A somber atmosphere permeates New York and Washington during the winter.

The declaration of war was announced globally, and many local residents began evacuating overnight yesterday.

The two magnificent cities were deserted, but numerous drones and fixed cameras were filming the White House and the Vought Group headquarters.

The White House office.

The wise man wanted to find Homelander, but found that he couldn't contact him at all, so he had to send Ashley to look for him.

There are still one or two hours left before it's time to declare war!

The wise man frowned and whispered, "Homelander, could he really have escaped?"

Although she didn't help Homelander obtain Compound V, she didn't think the other side would lose easily.

Heroic identities can be fabricated, and childhood stories can be made up.

The title of the strongest superhuman in modern times is not a lie!

Moreover, the Vought Corporation now controls the imperial power and the vast majority of superhumans, making it a formidable force!

New York City covered in frost and snow.

A young and beautiful white woman stood on the roof of a building dozens of meters high, intending to commit suicide by jumping.

But at that moment, the American flag cape fell from the sky along with the gray and white snowflakes.

The white girl stared in astonishment at the terrifying presence that had descended behind her. "Homelander?"

"it's me."

Homelanders are trying to take a step forward.

This caused the white girl to turn pale, and she raised her hand to stop her, saying, "Don't come any closer, I'll jump!"

She had recently heard a lot of rumors about Homelander, who was a true dictator, a ruthless killer, and the strongest monster who tried to become a god!

The oppressive feeling from the other party is, in some ways, more terrifying than the threat of death.

Homelander casually said, "You can try jumping down. With my abilities, I can catch you no matter what."

The white girl swallowed hard, bit her lip, and said desperately, "What do you want me to do?"

"Let's chat for a few minutes."

Homelander approached the white girl with an unquestionable tone, then sat down on the edge of the rooftop, his cape billowing in the air.

"You sit down too!"

Faced with the homelander's domineering words, the white girl panicked and sat down on the edge of the rooftop.

The man from the homeland sat on the rooftop, looking at the city that had once longed for crowds of people cheering for him, now deserted.

He asked the white girl, "Why did you jump off the building?"

"I----"

The white woman recounted her experience of being deceived and cheated on by her boyfriend, her voice trembling.

"Is it really such a small matter?"

Homelander gently suggested, "I'll go kill your boyfriend for you."

The white girl covered her mouth, almost crying in fright.

"joke."

The people of the motherland raised their hands and smiled freely.

He looked at the white girl and said inexplicably, "Actually, sometimes I'm quite envious of you."

The white girl looked at Homelander with a strange expression and a blank stare.

Envious of yourself?

This doesn't sound like something someone who's the world's strongest, has entered the White House, and wants to become a god would say.

Don't you think you can get whatever you want with ease? Don't you think you can do whatever you want?

"Today, you can still choose to jump or not."

Homelander grinned smugly and said casually, "From a very young age, I embarked on a path that was not for ordinary people. I did many things to curry favor with the Vought Corporation. Now there's no turning back; I can only keep moving forward."

Even if I lose, even if I die, I won't look back!

He smiled knowingly, as if he had completely made peace with the past, and looked coldly at the white girl. "So, no matter how many times you jump before noon, I won't let you die."

Homelander said domineeringly, "After all, I still can't be satisfied just by watching you die or killing you, so I might as well let you live."

"At least, you witnessed my strongest self, didn't you?"

As noon approached, Homelander slowly rose from the rooftop and gazed at the White House.

Just as he was about to leave, the white girl suddenly called out to him and asked, "Homelander, will you win?"

"Of course."

Homelanders didn't turn back, as if stating a fact: "We are the strongest."

Above the Earth.

Breaking through the stratosphere and the Kármán line, reaching deep space even further than a sun-synchronous orbit.

A location approximately 150 kilometers above the land surface, where sunlight always reaches.

The Earth-Ground Lagrange L1 point.

With his upper body bare, Los floated in space, spreading his arms to let the sunlight wash over him, allowing him to reach his current peak condition.

His black hair was shimmering like the blazing sunlight, and his tall, bronze-colored body resembled a perfectly sculpted figure, his skin radiating the glow of the sun.

At this moment.

He felt that he had broken through a certain critical point, and the genetic constitution of the engineering-type Kryptonians seemed to have grown to a certain stage.

He has reached a height of 1.87 meters, and his body is filled with amazing strength.

It's like climbing straight to the top of a mountain, only to find that there's no one behind you when you look back.

I am stronger now than I planned!

Los flew back to the sun-synchronous orbit, found the artificial satellite that served as a beacon, and donned the Anti-Homelander vibranium suit that had been prepared in the nearby space.

Then, he plummeted straight down, breaking through the heat barrier, heading straight for the White House.