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Chapter 98 Homelander and Superman's Power - Los

The earth cracked open, and blood oozed from the soil.

A roar came from underground and echoed throughout the White House.

Homelander unleashed his full power, suddenly accelerating as he flew out from underground, grabbing the armored Los standing above him, and crashing through the entire second floor of the White House behind him!

The two rolled onto the White House Plaza, smashing a hole in the plaza floor.

The man pressed his tongue against his palate and tasted a slightly metallic sweetness. In that brief moment, he had sensed the approach of death.

Should we run away?

Once this thought arises, it grows secretly in the heart and cannot be dispelled!

Homelander's instinct was to fly away and escape the scene, just like always.

As long as you're alive, you can turn things around!

His inner darkness was also reminding him to fly away at full speed; the enemy's cumbersome armor simply couldn't catch him. "Shut up!"

Homelander shook his drowsy head, and the voice of his personality disappeared from his brain.

He got up from the ground and looked at the Anti-Homelander armor that stood in front of him, seemingly impenetrable.

Homelander was momentarily dazed, suddenly recalling the soldier boy's special training last night, his son Ryan's longing gaze at his godfather, and Becca's invitation to dance.

Can I really win?

A voice echoed in my ears from the past, refusing to fade away: "Mr. John, we are the strongest."

With you gone, I'll have to bear the title of the strongest, won't I?

"How could I possibly lose? There's absolutely no reason for me to lose!"

Homelander's eyes were bloodshot. He flew at full speed close to the ground to the front of Anti-Homelander's armor, like a clenched fist breaking through its own limits and smashing into the helmet visor!

Reconciling with the past, all the beliefs and strength of the self converge in this punch!

Strong winds whipped up dust waves!

Although the Anti-Homelander armor hadn't retreated much, a tiny crack appeared on the helmet.

The people of the motherland opened their eyes wide in surprise.

He suddenly realized that the enemy's helmet contained zinc, which made it far less defensive than other parts of the helmet.

There is hope, we can win!

"Ahhh!!"

Homelander roared, and fueled by his adrenaline rush, he flew forward, slamming his head into the crack in his helmet visor.

As blood gushed from his forehead, the metal mask of the Anti-Homelander armor finally cracked!

The man from the motherland, panting heavily, looked with immense excitement at the armor that had finally been breached, the shattered metal mask, until a familiar face appeared inside the armor.

His breath hitched, his heart stopped, and he froze on the spot.

at the same time.

Through live filming, the faces of the young people inside the armored vehicles were clearly seen: teachers and students of Gododgin University, prisoners of the Freedom Camp, and others.

The heroes of the Seven, as well as the remaining members of the Black Robe, were all stunned.

"Senior?" "Vice-captain?" "Iron Man?"

Also entering the White House battlefield to fight against the Vought Group, Starlight, flying in mid-air, stared blankly at the young man inside the armor, covering her mouth.

She could hardly believe her eyes. "Loss, how could this be?"

Looking at Los's face, Homelander's lips unconsciously curled up, but he quickly stopped.

He staggered back a step, shook his head violently, and angrily questioned, "Impossible! Who are you? Did you transform into the likeness of the dead Los?"

Los simply looked calmly at Homelander.

The heavy vibranium armor of Anti-Homelander automatically detached, revealing the golden totem on its chest that symbolized hope. The thin blue suit fit the body perfectly, showcasing highly linear and powerful muscles.

A bright red cloak draped down from her shoulders.

Revealing his true Kryptonian form, yet seemingly entering a new phase, Los hovered low in the air, looking down at Homelander.

"Mr. John."

Ross asked curiously, "You've spent your whole life lying and acting for others, and now it's their turn to act for you. How does that feel?"

"Shut up, don't pretend to be him and talk to me like that!"

The homelander growled angrily.

He continued to throw punches, but Los blocked them with his hand.

Los covered Homelander's fist with his five fingers and pulled him toward himself, while using his other hand to push against the other's head.

With his muscles bulging beneath the Injustice Superman suit, Los, bathed in sunlight, suddenly burst forth, propelling Homelander forward like a sprinter!

The sound barrier was broken in an instant, and the two disappeared from the spot.

The red cape and the American cape moved so fast they seemed to disappear into two lines!

The clouds were broken off all the way from Washington to New York.

One minute later.

boom!

Los and Homelander descended from the sky like a meteor, smashing through the Vought Building from top to bottom!

The building, several hundred meters tall, collapsed with a deafening roar.

Above the ruins.

Los pressed down on Homelander's head, which was now covered in blood and looked so gruesome that even the soldier boy probably wouldn't recognize him.

With his red cloak draped over his shoulders, Los calmly asked, "Mr. John, are you a little more awake?"

Homelander gasped for breath, staring blankly at Los's face, then suddenly let out a bitter laugh, "Why, why does everyone have to leave me?"

"Did I really do something wrong? Have I been making mistakes all along? —"

Homelander lifted steel bars and stones and hurled them at Los.

Los threw a punch, smashing the stone to pieces.

Beneath the billowing dust, their eyes reddened simultaneously, their burning gazes clashing and intertwining, the heat wave evaporating the snow falling from the sky!

The instant the thermal imaging ended.

Los exhaled sharply, and frost covered Homelander's body, flying forward and slamming Homelander to the ground!

One punch, two punches.

His fists gradually became stained with blood, and the ruins where the Homelander lay turned into craters.

Watching the live stream, I saw footage of the battle in New York.

The wise men in the White House and Queen Maeve remained silent.

It's not that the Homelanders are too weak, but that Los is too strong.

So powerful that they are like gods on earth, completely superior, not even in the same dimension!

call out!

Just as Los raised his hand, about to throw another punch, a boy flew into the ruins and grabbed his bloodied arm.

"Ryan?!"

The Secret Community of Walter.

Inside the cabin, Becca opened the door to her son's room and found the bed empty and the window open.

"Godfather, stop! Please stop! If you keep going, you'll kill him!"

Ryan hugged Los's hand tightly, looking at Homelander's mangled body in the ruins, tears streaming down his face.

Los said calmly, "Many innocent people were killed by him just like that, and he didn't even show the slightest remorse."

"Ryan, I don't need you to tell me what to do."

Homelander, lying in the ruins, tried to get up again, saying weakly, "This is my battle with him, and the battle is not over yet."

He has super hearing and can hear that in this familiar yet strange city, many people are secretly cheering and rejoicing at his defeat.

In the end, no one recognized him, and his past glory was like a dream.

Now, the dream is over.

"Please forgive me, Father!"

Ryan cried out, "Why don't you beg for mercy? Aren't you and the Godfather friends? Aren't you on the same side?"

Los picked up the other person and flung him into the air a kilometer away.

He lowered his eyes, looking at his fellow countrymen who were covered in wounds.

Homelander's face was bruised and swollen, blood gushing from his crooked mouth. He looked at Los with one eye and slowly raised his clenched fist.

"Loss—I was wrong, terribly wrong, my whole life was wrong."

He gave a bitter grin and realized, "But I can't turn back now."

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Homelander has come to understand that Los intends to slay the dragon in the eyes of everyone in the world, thereby becoming the true king of the world.

What a great script! You're truly a worthy junior.

Homelander stumbled and staggered toward Los, determined to fight to the very end.

Just as you said, we are still the strongest!

Los threw another punch, the immense force creating an airburst that slammed Homelander into the rubble.

Blood pooled together in the middle of the ruins.

The snow continued to fall, turning gray.

The dying Homelander curled up, then suddenly tugged at the cloak behind him, using it as a blanket to cover himself, as if to gain some warmth to dispel the loneliness.

Los slowly raised his blood-stained fist, but this time he did not swing it down immediately.

With his X-ray vision, he saw that the Homelander under the cloak was shedding tears, but he kept his lips tightly closed and did not make a sound.

Just like a child.