"No! I can't die here!" Butcher once again showed his instinct for survival. When Brayden sent him flying again, he finally seized his chance, preparing to use Instant Transmission to leave this place and lie low for a while.
With a swish, Butcher vanished. Brayden's eyes narrowed slightly, and a moment later, his figure disappeared as well. But Brayden was relying on his terrifying speed—and he actually caught up to Butcher on the spot.
"Damn it!" Butcher had not expected Brayden to be this fast. But it was precisely that speed that made him feel despair, and made him feel death drawing closer and closer.
"No! I can't just give up like this. Right—Homelander!" Butcher was sent flying by another punch. His thoughts churned nonstop, and at last, his damned brain finally started working. He found what he believed to be Brayden's weakness.
With a swish, Butcher's figure vanished from where he stood again. Far off to the side, Homelander, who had been gazing over in this direction from a distance, suddenly felt his heart jolt hard, because he sensed a crisis bearing down on him. That made Homelander instinctively choose to dodge.
Homelander was not an experienced warrior, but having survived in a laboratory, he still had an extremely keen sense for danger. It was precisely that sense that saved him.
"Hmm?!" Butcher's Alien Tentacles stabbed into empty air, while Homelander's figure flew straight toward Brayden.
Homelander knew very well that he was absolutely no match for Butcher, so his only path to survival was to run to Brayden's side.
As for whether it was embarrassing, Homelander did not care. Because even if Brayden refused to acknowledge it, he, Homelander, was still Brayden's biological father. So what if he relied on his son? If people could live off their