At that moment, Homelander felt like he had become the backup option. His goddess had been stolen by the Director of S.W.O.R.D., and worse still, she had gone willingly.
"Death, tell me how to end this disaster."
Homelander eagerly asked Death, "I want to prove to everyone that I, Homelander, can end disasters too. Then my popularity will climb back to second place.
"I finally get it. If I can't end a disaster, no matter how hard I fight, I'll never surpass the Director of S.W.O.R.D."
"Next time. Not this time."
Death shook her head. The Three-tailed Demon King had caused this disaster, and Homelander was still some way short of his level. More importantly, their Losers Alliance was an accomplice.
"Why not this time?"
Homelander was displeased. Death said, "Because this one is complicated."
With that, Death stopped responding. He was just a dog; there was no need to keep humoring him. He wouldn't get angry anyway.
Homelander had long since grown accustomed to Death's attitude. Seeing that she wouldn't say anything else, he said, "Then we'll talk about it next time. No matter what, I have to stop a disaster."
Flying in the sky, Homelander watched the superheroes fighting the demons, and a sense of superiority welled up inside him. No matter how hard you fight, it's useless. You haven't found the key, but I, Homelander, have.
Soldier Boy looked up and saw Homelander grinning like an idiot. He couldn't help snarking, "Did this moron get kicked in the head by a donkey again? Wait, why did I say again?"
"Not being able to fly is such a pain. I need to get a flying demon as a pet."
Soldier Boy thought to himself that this flying demon couldn't be too big and had to be fast. Ideally,