Goodbye, Return

Fans?

Homelander seemed to be caught off guard, looking a bit lost and dazed.

But soon, Butcher proved with his actions that he was indeed a fan, albeit an extremely devoted one.

Eight years, a full eight years!

He had lived a life worse than death for eight years searching for his wife, Rebecca!

Now, he could finally get revenge. Filled with rage, Butcher took a half-step forward and roared, unleashing a scorching golden beam from his eyes!

Heat vision?

Homelander's pupils contracted, but he reacted quickly, immediately countering with his own heat vision.

BOOM!

One red, one gold, intertwined like dragons.

The two high-temperature beams collided in the air, causing a violent explosion.

Gale-force winds howled, and scorching heat waves spread out. Amidst the flying dust and smoke, Butcher charged at Homelander like a demon.

In his fury, Butcher's speed was on par with Homelander's.

His fingers clenched into fists, and the air seemed to rush out from between them. His bones and muscles moved in sync, sounding like distant thunder.

"Homelander, give me back my wife!!!"

"???"

Although Homelander was completely bewildered, he also clenched his fist and struck back, "I don't know your damn wife!"

BANG!

A deep, booming sound exploded across the open field!

A fierce wind kicked up, flattening the wheat seedlings. Layers of airwaves spread out from the two figures, and the powerful shockwave swept in all directions, leaving the surroundings in disarray.

The ground itself seemed unable to withstand their power, groaning under the strain as it caved in several inches. Dust and sand billowed upwards like a curtain, reaching for the sky!

The farmstead, peaceful and serene not long ago, was now a ruin.

The two powerful bodies exchanged hundreds of blows in an instant. The force generated by their collisions acted like an invisible hand, pushing the air away in relentless, wave-like surges!

Deafening roars, mixed with the sonic booms of breaking the sound barrier, erupted in the abandoned farmstead!

"Should... should we help?"

Frenchie swallowed, wiping the cold sweat from his face, and turned to Marvin.

"Help? How?"

Marvin's mouth twitched. The two of them were completely superfluous!

When gods fight, mortals suffer. They had thought injecting Compound V would make them a bit stronger.

Now, it seemed they were thinking too much; they simply weren't worthy!

Forgot to mention, Marvin's superpower allowed him to cover his entire body in hard spikes, like a porcupine, but he couldn't shoot them.

Frenchie's superpower allowed his arms to detach from his body.

Fortunately, Alvin hadn't paid much attention to the two of them anyway; they were just there to fill a spot. The real main force was Butcher!

"Wow, impressive, Butcher."

Alvin, floating in mid-air, watched the two locked in battle and couldn't help but praise, "To be able to fight Homelander to a standstill."

Butcher's all-out, life-for-a-life fighting style had genuinely terrified Homelander.

He tried to fly away several times, but Alvin, watching from the side, suppressed him with his psychic energy!

If it were just Butcher, Homelander wouldn't be afraid, but there was also a cunning bastard who kept ambushing him from the side!

With each exchange, Homelander gradually fell into a disadvantage, taking several punches to the face from Butcher.

His once handsome face was swollen, his hair messy. Despite his extreme anger, a sliver of fear began to grow within him.

Unlike ordinary people, this fear actually ignited Homelander's survival instinct, allowing him to suppress the berserk Butcher.

"Damn it, Alvin, where are your drugs!"

Butcher, enduring the onslaught and barely holding on, finally couldn't help but roar up at Alvin in the sky, "Hurry up and get them out, I can't hold on much longer!"

"Wait a moment!"

Alvin calmed himself, concentrating his mind.

He was about to attempt a bold idea, one that might lead to unknown consequences, but to test the limits of his psychic energy in other worlds, he had to do it!

Though he didn't know what Alvin was up to, Butcher knew they were in this together now, like ants tied to a rope. He could only curse inwardly while desperately holding off Homelander.

And Homelander?

He had already realized that this was a trap set specifically for him today. Driven by his survival instinct, he unleashed even greater power, desperately trying to break free from Butcher.

"Hurry, I can't hold on!"

Butcher was really at his limit, being beaten on the ground by a berserk Homelander.

"Enough!"

Alvin's eyes snapped open, and the psychic energy around him surged like a tsunami!

In an instant, Homelander sensed danger.

It was a terror he had never experienced before, a threat to his life, and he desperately wanted to escape.

But, it was too late!

"Doomsday Vortex!!!"

Veins bulged on Alvin's forehead as icy blue flames burned fiercely.

The vast psychic energy directly distorted spacetime, as if piercing through the material universe and reaching the highest heavens where countless souls echoed!

"No, no!!!"

Homelander screamed in terror, desperately trying to fly away from the terrifying area.

The space distorted by psychic energy snapped his legs in half, blood splattering in mid-air.

"Ahhhhh!"

Homelander's face contorted in pain as he fell uncontrollably.

But the space distorted by psychic energy immediately returned to normal.

"As expected. In other universes, I can't open rifts between the material universe and subspace," Alvin gasped, drenched in sweat as if dehydrated, deep fatigue lingering in his pupils.

Homelander, with his broken legs, wailed in agony, his eyes filled with fear.

He had never been so severely injured since birth. His steel body allowed him to face bullets and cannons with ease, but now, that confidence was shattered!

"We did it! We succeeded!"

Butcher's elation was uncontrollable. The invincible Homelander had finally fallen!

But just then, another figure suddenly joined the fray.

With her dashing long hair and a curvaceous figure, she was none other than a member of The Seven, Queen Maeve!

"Homelander?"

Upon seeing Homelander's injuries, Queen Maeve's expression turned to horror.

"Quick, quick, save me, Maeve!" Homelander cried out in relief, unexpectedly finding a way out of his predicament. "These people are trying to kill me, save me quickly!"

"Damn it!"

Butcher's pupils narrowed as golden lasers shot out.

But Queen Maeve was incredibly fast, blocking the lasers and shielding Homelander behind her.

"What a shame..."

Looking at Queen Maeve, who had suddenly joined the battle, Alvin knew the opportunity had been missed.

Once Vought International learned of Homelander's predicament, they would quickly send reinforcements. With Queen Maeve protecting the heavily injured Homelander, it would be virtually impossible to end the fight quickly.

Was this the so-called "Divine Protection"?

The plan to acquire "Source Power" had failed, but Alvin wasn't disappointed.

He had intended to use this opportunity to test the difficulty of killing protagonists or villains, to prepare himself psychologically for acquiring "Source Power" in the future.

It seemed that killing characters with "Divine Protection" wouldn't be easy after all.

"What do we do?"

Butcher looked at Alvin, still unwilling to give up this chance to kill Homelander. "I'll hold off Queen Maeve, you go finish Homelander?"

"Sorry, time's up."

Alvin glanced down at his wristband and gave everyone a smile.

The group, who were about to beat each other to a pulp, were stunned by his sudden words, unsure what Alvin was up to.

But, in the next second, Alvin, with gentlemanly politeness, bowed to everyone. "Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. I hope you are all well when we meet again."

As he finished speaking, the timer hit zero!

[Stay duration has ended] [Insufficient Source Points to fix Anchor Point] [Insufficient Energy to continue stay] [Respected Navigator will immediately return to original world]

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, Alvin suddenly vanished.

It was as if he had never appeared, leaving no trace behind.

The scene fell into an eerie silence. The heavily injured Homelander and Queen Maeve slowly shifted their gaze to Butcher, Frenchie, and Marvin.

In an instant, Butcher's eyes widened in rage, and a mouthful of blood surged up his throat, spewing out. "F*** your mother, Alvin!"