"Doom of Domination"

"My God!"

Inside the command center, the general's lips trembled. "This isn't a conventional weapon, this is—"

His words were cut off by a sudden silence.

Every instrument failed at once. The instant the lights went out, people saw the red-caped figure already floating outside the command center's windows.

Under his gaze, the bulletproof glass began to crack, while the dragon-pattern insignia gleamed blood-red in the sunlight.

Cracks spread across the bulletproof glass like a spiderweb, producing an ear-grating crackling sound. The officers inside the command center instinctively backed away. Someone knocked into the equipment on a console, and the blue tactical map distorted and dissipated in the air.

"Fire! Fire!"

Crash—!

The moment the general's roar fell, the entire floor-to-ceiling window exploded.

Tens of thousands of glass shards hung suspended in the air, as though time had stopped—

Until the red-caped figure stepped inside at an unhurried pace. Homelander's boots crunched over shattered glass, each step making the floor tremble faintly.

The security robots were the first to react.

Six combat units descended from the ceiling, their multi-barreled rapid-fire cannons spewing a blazing torrent of metal.

The rounds sparked densely against Homelander's chest, yet failed to so much as scratch the surface coating of his skintight combat suit.

Homelander tilted his head, and red light flared in his ice-blue pupils—

Ri~—whoosh—!

Two crimson beams swept across the room.

The robots' titanium alloy frames split apart like butter beneath a hot knife. Plasma burst from the cuts, splashing strange blue fluorescence across the walls.

The upper half of one robot that had been severed at the waist still twitched. Its mechanical fingers kept squeezing the trigger, firing its last few rounds into the ceiling.

"Heavy assault squad, in position!"

Numerous soldiers in heavy Power Armor smashed through the walls. Their