In New York, Prince Naberious had been torn in two. Soldier Boy held his upper half, while Homelander held his lower half. The two superheroes faced off, one sneering and the other furious.
"We finally got rid of him."
Van Helsing made no move to fight over the remains. Prince Naberious's death came as a huge relief. As long as that fellow lived, he could unleash another disaster at any moment.
To be fair, Prince Naberious was quite powerful. He had nearly escaped several times during the fight. If it had been just Van Helsing and Soldier Boy, they might not have been able to keep him there. Fortunately, Homelander had been there too.
Homelander might have been a rotten person, but he was certainly a capable ally in battle.
What Van Helsing did not know was that keeping Prince Naberious from escaping was indeed a little troublesome with the two of them there. But if Soldier Boy had been alone, Prince Naberious would have been charcoal within a minute.
"Hey, how long are you two going to keep fighting over this? Neither of you is getting the top headline anyway. Just share second place."
Van Helsing called out. Homelander was reluctant, but he was not confident he could take on both Soldier Boy and Van Helsing alone. After some thought, he said, "Fine, we'll share second place. But my name goes first."
"No need to make it so complicated. Call me Dad, and this half of the body is yours."
Soldier Boy laughed. He was not taking advantage of Homelander—he really was Homelander's father.
Van Helsing was speechless. This guy had such a twisted sense of humor. Then he quietly took out his phone, ready to record. Would Homelander actually say it?
Homelander glared at Soldier Boy. "Not a