Ryan, I'm Your Love!

"It's not necessarily true that the woman is Lois Ryan." The Invisible Woman, who was frightened by Kate, couldn't believe it. "Ryan Ryan Axe, it's all Ryan."

"Homelander's brother?" Loki's expression changed.

Upon hearing this answer, he subconsciously believed it.

Because of the genuine brotherhood between Thor and him, he was willing to believe the answer.

Even though he considered killing Thor and becoming Odin's only son, his feelings for Thor were genuine.

"That's certainly possible," Magneto nodded.

The strong magnetic field around Ryan indicates that he is a powerful superhuman.

But he was only eight years old.

Moreover, abilities are not necessarily perfect.

Perhaps it's like the Translucent, with very hard skin but very fragile internal organs.

Or perhaps it has a clear weakness, like the ankle of Achilles in mythology.

There have only been two Superman like Homelander and Soldier Boy who are flawless.

Shadowcat's expression turned serious. "That's bad. I know from Big Guy that his brother won't be attending tomorrow. If the mastermind is preparing to strike again, we might not be able to protect him in time."

Finally, Shadowcat and her friends felt relieved and began preparing for the competition with peace of mind.

Because they learned from Li Lin that the "Soldier Boy" would also be absent.

Suddenly I want to spend more time with my child.

Of course, Stormfront and the others were unaware of this.

The next day.

The Floating Island began to emit the 'Chikakukuka' sound again and started to Transfiguration.

However, it did not change back to its original shape as a metal cube.

Instead, it transformed into a flat, pure white cuboid composed of a mesh structure.

Strands of electric arcs flickered in the hollowed-out structure, revealing that it was not as simple as it appeared.

The students were awakened as usual, and one after another, aircraft Accio from the distant horizon, paused for a moment in front of the cuboid, and were scanned by laser before they were allowed to enter.

"This is..." Ron was startled by the sight before him, his sleepy eyes snapping open.

They are now at the top of a building that resembles the interior of a giant Roman Beast Arena.

Below that is the audience seating area.

At the very center of the 'Beast Fighting' area, arcs of electricity crackled, connecting to the hollowed-out ceiling above and the top of the cuboid.

Vice Principal Stewell was still in charge of the presiding work, this time riding in a small aircraft and cruising around the entire stadium.

"In the process of rescuing hostages, the biggest obstacle superheroes often encounter is not the physical obstacle itself, but the Superman criminals. Therefore, while rescue speed is important, combat capability is even more crucial."

"Today's arena is covered by an electromagnetic shield with no blind spots, capable of withstanding the impact of a large tactical nuclear bomb. We've also specially invited the strongest healer, [Grim Reaper], a miracle doctor who can revive a life and regenerate a body as long as the head remains intact."

Ron, sitting in the audience, looked at the two helmets in the center of the arena and swallowed hard. "Could those be specially designed to protect our heads?"

Ten minutes later, Ron confirmed his idea.

Bang!

In the center of the arena, the boy wearing the white helmet turned into a human bomb, blood splattering high into the air, until only his head, protected by the helmet, remained intact.

Ron turned deathly pale as he looked at Mary Morrow, the black girl he had spoken to on the school shuttle bus, who was wearing a black helmet.

As long as the head is intact, it can be saved, and then only the head is left.

This is outrageous.

"This is outright murder!"

Jordan comforted him, "Honey, if I were to meet you, I would make sure you have a proper burial."

"Don't scare him," Emma rolled her eyes at Jordan and turned Ron's head to the right. "Look."

Emma is better Jordan in every way except for being a bit promiscuous and casual.

Ron was moved for a moment, then looked in the direction the white helmet with the head attached was suspended in mid-air, its cross-section flashing with blue Arclight, without a single drop of blood falling down.

It flew towards the frog-like [Grim Reaper], and after landing in the frog-faced man's hand, he threw the helmet directly into the black solution beside him.

Frog Face placed his hands on either side of the glass jar containing the black solution, and a flash of blue light appeared.

Then, with a 'ding' sound like food being heated in a microwave, the helmet reappeared above the surface of the solution, followed by two hands—the hands of the boy who should have only had his head—which removed the helmet himself.

"He's resurrected just like that?" Ron exclaimed in surprise.

He had seen this before in live streams in the Starry World: a duel where only a head remained, and then the body rapidly regenerated and the person was resurrected.

But that was the Star Era, New Human that had mastered the Life Force.

He never expected to see such a scene in such a backward world without magic.

"Because he wasn't dead at all," Jordan said. "His head was still properly protected in his helmet."

——

170E, 80th Street, East Side, Upper Manhattan New York City, Waterfall Mansion.

It is named as such because of the 20-foot (approximately 6.1-meter) waterfall that can be seen as soon as you enter the lobby.

But now, more people prefer to call it by another name— Soldier Mansion.

Because he belongs to the world's strongest Superman, the "Soldier Boy".

Yes, the strongest.

Although he was only the strongest in the past, he is also the father of Homelander, the strongest Superman in the present.

Therefore, in the eyes of his fans, even rounded up, he is still the strongest.

Right now, someone in the coffee shop across the street dares to spy on this most powerful mansion.

Inside the private room, which had been reinforced with thick soundproofing panels, a man with eyes twice the size of a normal person's was staring intently at the wall. His ability was X-ray vision; he was Superman not on the registered list, born from injecting the black market's [Compound V].

Although the walls of the Soldier Mansion were made of special materials that prevented the view inside from being seen.

But his purpose was not to spy on what was inside, but to find out the movements of today's target, Ryan, from outside the room, which was equipped with soundproofing and satellite monitoring.

"That brat still hasn't come out?" Stormfront, wearing a mask, said impatiently, a purple arc of electricity flashing through his hair.

"We're out, but..." The Giant Eye's body stiffened.

"But what?" Stormfront rolled his eyes. "Is it that old woman, the Countess Crimson? Is she here too? I've considered that possibility before."

"Soldier Boy!" the Giant Eye stammered out the answer.

"What?" Stormfront's voice trailed off as if his neck had been suddenly gripped. "He's here too. How could this be... Wasn't he supposed to attend for three days straight?"

She understands "Soldier Boy" very well, no matter what world he's in.

She knows him as well as she knows his G-spot.

So when a normal person should realize that it's impossible, she actually came up with a solution.

"It's alright. Quickly, notify [Shapeshifter] to come over and adopt shape number 2."

[The Shapeshifter] is a precious undercurrent, much like the Giant Eye, an unregistered Superman.

Its ability is to Transfiguration, change hair color, pupils, fingerprints, height, skin, and everything else at will, making it Superman.

As for the shape of number 2, it is...

On the street, a man holding a child's hand and wearing a dark blue T-shirt suddenly stopped and stared intently ahead.

Not only him, but the brown-haired boy in his hands was the same.

She was an elderly woman dressed in a formal gown and wearing a lady's hat. Although she was old, she was still incredibly elegant and graceful.

The man reluctantly withdrew his gaze, exchanging a glance with his son, who was equally reluctant to look away. This girl is really hot!

"What?!" Stormfront exclaimed in exasperation, "Both father and son are smitten with her and can't stand the sight of her?"

"Who are they?"

Her goal was to distract the "Soldier Boy," not to lure the father and son into a trap.

"It's alright," she gritted her teeth, still not intending to give up, "Let the Shapeshifter exchange a few pleasantries and then leave. Then I'll switch to shape number 7."

——

On the street.

The Soldier Boy carefully slipped the note into his pocket, then looked down at his child and warned, "Don't tell your mother." Noticing the same reluctance on Ryan's face, a father's heart stirred. "You're still young; you should find someone your own age first."

"Why don't you look for it?" Ryan blurted out in frustration.

[Soldier Boy] winked and grinned smugly, "That's someone my age. Oh~ another beauty at 9 o'clock, what good luck I have today!"

Ryan, who originally wanted to continue complaining, quickly turned his head and said, "This beauty?"

If there's any difference between Ryan, the original Homelander, and his father, it's that while he's attracted to older men, he still maintains a high level of aesthetic sense.

Madelyn, whom I admire, was a great beauty in her youth.

The Stormfront that was initially looked down upon is actually a mature woman who seems to stay young forever.

As for "Soldier Boy," they don't discriminate between meat or vegetables.

Even though most people would consider an older woman with a waist as thick as a water bucket, he found her incredibly attractive.

And now, what appears before their eyes is an older woman wearing an oversized plaid shirt.

Looking at his father, whose eyes seemed to be shining even though he didn't have Heat Vision, Ryan complained, "Dad, you're really hungry."

The Soldier Boy completely ignored his son's sarcasm, saying, "You're not planning to keep up with this, are you?"

Ryan shook his head vigorously. "Not at all," he said, taking a step back. "Please, I'll go shopping by myself."

——

"Success! We can begin!" The Giant Eye had been watching all this said after Ryan had left a distance from [Soldier Boy] and [Shapeshifter] had entered the hotel.

The Stormfront's heart finally settled down, and he hurriedly urged, "Quickly, where are the people I arranged? Get them all on the field!"

——

Sizzle—!

"Who goes there?" Before speaking, Ryan habitually raised his hand to Heat Vision, facing the strangers who had suddenly appeared. "Don't you know who I am? This is New York!"

However, the four people in front of him were no longer able to answer his questions.

Due to their height and the incorrect angle of their heads, all four of them had their heads severed in the middle, and the smell of roasted pig brains wafted over.

——

"They've all been killed, everyone's been killed." The Giant Eye trembled violently.

"It's alright," the Stormfront continued, "What? What did you say?"

How is that possible!

This kid can't even cook an egg properly, can he?

"I'll go myself! [Teleporter], remember to keep an eye on the messages and get us out of here."

If Starlight were here, she would have retreated long ago.

Their initial goal was to create chaos that would prevent Homelander from arriving, thus providing an opportunity for Black to attack Soldier Boy, with the actual kidnapping of Ryan being secondary.

But Stormfront are different.

Her purpose in coming in person was to meet Homelander again.

That's why, after the "Soldier Boy" was lured away, she didn't go in herself immediately, but instead sent her underlings.

She then removed her mask, put on makeup, and tidied her appearance.

——

The streets were noisy, but there was no panic.

As Ryan said, nobody in New York doesn't know who he is.

Therefore, after witnessing this scene, the people on the street did not forget the possibility that Ryan's abilities had gone out of control and he had killed someone.

Instead, a supervillain attacks Soldier Boy's son and Homelander's brother.

The superhero hotline was instantly overwhelmed with calls.

Although Ryan appeared to be crying with his head down and body trembling, he was actually incredibly excited. This trust, an unprecedented trust, made him want to raise the flag.

However, due to her physical age, she only trembled and her face turned red.

——

"What?" Li Lin received the message, "Ryan has been attacked?"

He appeared surprised, but inside he revealed endless disappointment.

So Starlight had been plotting for so long, just to make a move against Ryan.

However, he still outwardly conveyed his concern for his younger brother.

It soared into the sky and disappeared from the arena.

The electromagnetic shield, capable of withstanding the impact of a large tactical nuclear bomb, was directly smashed open by him.

Shadowcat, who had instantly killed his opponent by ripping out their heart, looked up and a hint of worry flashed across his face beneath his helmet.

On the other side.

"Stormfront, Stormfront, Stormfront."

In New York City, the appearance of that figure immediately triggered the alarm.

"Kid," Stormfront descended from the sky, "Come with me. My body can withstand Homelander's Heat Vision."

Completely oblivious to the crowd around them who, instead of being afraid, were raising their phones to record the scene, and to their rude remarks.

"The streaker is here!"

"Quick, take a picture!"

Ryan ignored the voices as well. "Of course I know." His eyes were unfocused and his voice was hoarse. "But silly girl, that's because I didn't use my full strength."

When he saw his ideal girlfriend from his dreams appear, scenes of their time together flooded back to him.

"What did you say?" Stormfront looked at Ryan with disdain. "Your taste is just like your father's."

Bang!

A blue figure, transformed into lightning, solidified beside the Stormfront, and with an elbow strike, sent the Stormfront flying.

"A-Train!"

The surrounding audience cheered.

"You—" Ryan weakly reached out his hand.

Instinctively, he really wanted to give this nigger a Heat Vision.

But he didn't dare in front of his fans.

His close relationship with this Nigger, as remembered in this world, prevented him from even feeling anger.

Shooting him was just muscle memory.

Li Lin, Accio, happened to see this scene.

Wow, Supersonic elbow strike, a true Mann strike.

Homelander Ryan and Stormfront, tsk, look at that little hand raised, and that pitiful look in their eyes.

"Homelander!"

"My love~" The Stormfront, which had been frozen in mid-air, preparing to unleash a barrage of indiscriminate lightning, stopped its attack. "We've finally met again!"

"I am your love!" Ryan finally couldn't help but shout.