Azu, We Are Your Fans

[Navigator: Alvin]
[Race: Human]
[Class: Scavenger]
[Anchor World: None]
[Remaining Energy: 0.1 Unit]
[Remaining Source Power: 0 Unit]
[Anchor World: None]
[Time Remaining: 5:00:00]

On the Navigator System panel, the time remaining to stay in the Black Robe world was down to the last five hours.

Alvin sent the edited text message to Starlight.

Then, Starlight would use the excuse of a gift from an unknowing fan to get the agreed-upon time and location into Homelander's hands.

After that, he edited and sent the second text message to Butcher.

Next, all he had to do was wait quietly.

Alvin sat in the farmhouse, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

Gazing at the distant sky, the dim yellow sun gradually sank below the horizon, leaving behind a golden sunset glow that illuminated the wheat fields outside the farm into a brilliant gold, a breathtaking sight.

"It's so nice here, what a shame. I have to go back soon."

A hint of reluctance flickered in Alvin's eyes, filled with deep unwillingness.

After all, even the Black Robe world, which was worse than dog shit, was still far better than the Warhammer Universe!

BOOM!

On the distant horizon, the clouds were torn apart by black dots moving at ultra-high speed, creating a white streak.

A piercing sonic boom approached from afar, bringing with it terrifying wind pressure and momentum, heading towards this desolate farmhouse.

"They're finally here."

Alvin extinguished the cigarette butt, his gaze calm.

Then, he injected a temporary Compound V into his body through his arm.

Dark blue veins bulged from his neck, writhing and spreading like grotesque, monstrous creatures along his body until they covered his entire face, before slowly receding.

A figure, bathed in the sunset's afterglow, stepped into the abandoned farm.

"Interesting, I thought you'd hide like last time."

Homelander squinted, sizing up Alvin, his expression shifting unpredictably. "You've got guts. I brought the Compound V you wanted."

As he spoke, he dangled a vial filled with a deep blue liquid before Alvin's eyes and said coldly, "Now, you should tell me where my son is."

"Of course, but I need to check it first."

Alvin met Homelander's icy gaze without fear and said, "Although I believe you wouldn't lie to me with a fake, we still need to go through the proper procedure, right?"

"Hmph, whatever you say."

Homelander sneered coldly and threw the vial over. "I have plenty of Compound V like this."

Of course, there was one thing he didn't say.

Once he got what he wanted from this kid, he'd use his heat vision to give this bastard a hot shower!

Conscience? Morality? Guilt?

No, no, no. Since the day he, A'Zu, was born, when had he ever possessed such things?

Alvin was well aware of Homelander's intentions, but he didn't panic at all. He caught the thrown "Compound V" and immediately used the Navigator System to appraise it.

[Item Detected: Compound V (Permanent)]
[Product of genetic engineering, can alter human germline DNA sequence and induce superpowers]
[Energy Provided: 0 Unit]

"Kid, did you see it clearly?"

Homelander frowned, a hint of impatience on his face. "I don't have time to waste with you, hurry up and tell me where 'Ryan' is!"

Considering that continuous injection in a short period could lead to unpredictable side effects, Alvin temporarily put the permanent Compound V away and looked at Homelander, who was already losing his patience. "Do you remember the woman you raped eight years ago?"

"Which one are you referring to?" Homelander fell into thought, unable to recall immediately.

"Rebecca, of course. It doesn't matter if you don't remember."

Alvin smiled and continued, "After you raped her, Rebecca became pregnant, and under Vought's surveillance, she gave birth to the first naturally powered super-human."

"Keep going!"

Homelander's breathing quickened, his face filled with fanaticism and excitement.

"Then, under Dr. Vogelbaum's instruction, the mother and son were hidden in a secret location." Alvin paused here.

"What's next?"

Homelander, his appetite whetted, stared with wide eyes, waiting for the rest of the story.

"Next?"

Alvin shrugged, spreading his hands. "Sorry, there's nothing next. I don't know where Vogbaum hid them."

"Son of a bitch! You messing with me?"

Homelander hated being deceived more than anything. His temper flared uncontrollably.

"No, don't misunderstand!"

Alvin waved his hands frantically, as if scared. "To clarify, I'm not messing with you, I'm just playing with you, Spurt."

Spurt. Spurt?!

A string in Homelander's mind seemed to snap.

That nickname brought back his most painful memories: being locked in a cramped room, only able to secretly pleasure himself alone at night.

Then, as expected, one of the experimenters discovered him, mocked him, and gave him the nickname "Spurt."

"What? Forgotten?" Alvin looked at the stunned Homelander, still finding it amusing to provoke him. "That's the nickname Marty gave you. So fitting, isn't it, Spurt~"

"I'll kill you!!!"

Homelander's eyes bulged, veins bulging on his neck.

Hummm!

Scorching, high-temperature crimson beams shot from his eyes!

But unfortunately, Alvin was prepared. He erected an invisible barrier of powerful psychic energy, and to ensure it was foolproof, the field deflection generator operated at maximum power!

The temperature in the abandoned farmhouse plummeted. Beams and haystacks were covered in a thin layer of frost!

His heat vision, which had never failed him, struck the psychic barrier, causing ripples to spread.

"So this is an A-class Psychic of the telekinetic type," Alvin mused, feeling the power of his psychic abilities. He gained some confidence. "At least for now, Homelander's heat vision isn't strong enough to break the psychic barrier."

Boom!

The heat vision, blocked by the psychic barrier, dispersed like blooming fireworks.

Wherever the scorching beams passed, the farmhouse walls and ceiling were directly cut open by the heat, the fractured surfaces glowing with residual high-temperature red.

Butcher, lurking two to three kilometers outside the farmhouse, saw the beam of red light that tore through the sky and decisively stepped on the gas. "It's Homelander! Let's hurry!"

Meanwhile, Homelander in the farmhouse was stunned. He hadn't expected this kid to be able to block his heat vision!

"All done?"

Alvin's eyes seemed to glow blue. He floated three feet off the ground, surrounded by icy blue flames. "Then, it's my turn!"

His telekinesis spread, forming an invisible giant hand that tore down a beam from the farmhouse and hurled it violently at Homelander!

Boom!

The beam created a sonic boom, and layers of airwaves surged.

While Homelander was still in shock, he was sent flying, plowing a hundred-meter-long trench before coming to a halt!

This level of impact couldn't possibly injure Homelander, but his pride was utterly crushed. When had he ever suffered such a humiliation since his debut?

"Good, you've thoroughly angered me, you bastard!"

Homelander stomped furiously on the ground. The earth within a radius of tens of meters rolled like a dragon awakening.

Boom!

Accompanied by a curtain of dust, Homelander suddenly broke the sound barrier.

In almost an instant, Homelander appeared before Alvin. He raised his fist and punched without mercy.

Even before the terrifying fist wind reached him, Alvin clearly felt the earth-shattering, mountain-collapsing power. He manipulated his telekinesis to pull himself backward.

At the same time, Alvin reached out towards Homelander's position, his fingers clenching suddenly. "Crush!"

Hummm!

A suffocating, invisible psychic force enveloped Homelander from all directions!

The immense pressure felt like it would grind him into a pulp, but Homelander grinned ferociously, breaking free of the restraint with immense strength!

"Kid, I'll show you what a real gap is!"

Homelander sneered and was about to charge again, intending to beat this bastard into a pulp with his fists.

But just then, a crimson laser beam shot out. Homelander had no time to react before he was struck from mid-air and fell directly to the ground.

"Good, you came just in time."

Alvin, floating in mid-air, breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the arriving Butcher.

"Who are you guys?"

Homelander shook his head, looking bewildered at the three people who had suddenly appeared.

"Yo, isn't this Homelander?"

Butcher clenched his fists, a sinister grin on his face. "As for us? We're your biggest fans!"