Even the Ancient Weapons Could Do Nothing to Homelander!

"Wow!"

After smashing the ground into a massive crater, Im opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"What!"

At that moment, Im could not help but cry out in shock.

Homelander was actually this powerful?

Powerful enough to defeat him instantly?

Damn it, if he had not personally experienced Rorschach's thunderous strike, Im would never have believed something like this.

He had actually been seriously injured by a single punch.

One had to know—

Im was far, far stronger than even the Gorosei!

If the Four Emperors were considered one unit of combat power, then Im's strength was equivalent to ten Four Emperors!

Yet someone at that level had been beaten like a dog by Homelander.

Whoosh!

Having only just struggled out of the crater—

Im saw that Homelander, who had sent him flying, had somehow already appeared at the edge of the crater.

He was standing there perfectly unharmed, looking down at him.

His eyes were filled with endless contempt.

As if he were looking at some weakling or clown.

"So, is my strength enough now?"

Under Im's stunned and furious gaze, Rorschach spoke lightly and raised an eyebrow.

"I never imagined that someone like you existed upon the seas—a terrifyingly powerful man who makes others tremble."

Im wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, having regained his composure by then.

"I acknowledge your strength. You are the first person I have ever truly recognized."

"But Homelander, you are underestimating the Holy Land far too much!"

Not only that, Im had regained some of his confidence.

With a flip of his hand—

He produced a rough-looking "stone" that somehow gave off a profound, ancient air.

The stone was engraved with patterns incomprehensible to outsiders, and it even faintly emitted light.

Even a blind