I Am Your God

Azu and Ashley returned to The Seven's headquarters.

They entered the Vice President's office and saw Madelyn, a middle-aged woman who still retained her charm.

In the TV series, Homelander had been extremely dependent on that old woman.

Having never known a mother's love, Homelander found what he wanted in her.

Even after killing Madelyn later on, he imprisoned a shapeshifter.

Whenever he needed comfort, he had the shapeshifter take on Madelyn's appearance.

It had to be said.

It was deeply twisted and disturbing.

"Ashley, let me talk to Homelander." Madelyn waved her hand, signaling for the assistant to leave.

After Ashley closed the door.

Madelyn walked over, and the faint scent of her Chanel perfume immediately entered Azu's nose.

The old woman cupped Azu's face in her hands.

"Tell me, why did you say those things at the press conference?"

"Whatever troubles you have, you can tell me."

"You should know that you're always welcome to confide in me."

Perhaps the original owner of this body would have loved this scene.

Unfortunately, Homelander was no longer the same person.

Azu only felt disgusted.

He took Madelyn's hands in his and lowered them, smiling. "First, I don't have any troubles."

"Second, don't touch me with your hands again."

"Especially when those hands may have just squeezed milk. Just thinking about it disgusts me."

He voiced his true thoughts directly.

The feeling was indescribably liberating.

He no longer had to be meek and submissive before a disgusting superior like in his previous life.

Now, he could say whatever was on his mind.

Awesome!

Madelyn stared at him in shock.

She almost thought someone else was impersonating Homelander.

Homelander had always been obsessed with her.

How could he say something like that?

Unwilling to give up, she took two steps back, sat on the sofa, and deliberately pulled up her skirt to reveal her stocking-clad legs.

She patted her thigh.

Madelyn smiled. "You must be tired."

"Come here. I'll help you relax."

Azu found it painful to look at. He raised both hands. "Don't do this, Madelyn."

"Do you know?"

"Your perfume can barely cover up your old-lady smell anymore."

"God, how could I have ever..."

"Anyway, I'm not who I used to be."

Madelyn's expression instantly stiffened.

She had already used her trump card, yet it did not work on Homelander!

Her face darkened at once.

No longer playing those games meant to coax children, she lowered her skirt, stood up, and said,

"Fine, then let me tell you."

"Have you considered what the things you just said to those reporters will do?"

"Your approval ratings will plummet, and the company's stock will fall!"

Azu spread his hands. "I don't care."

"Right now, I only want to do what I want."

"You'd better not interfere!"

Madelyn's expression changed. "Homelander, do you know what you're saying?"

"Without Vought, you're nothing!"

"If Vought can make one Homelander famous, it can make a second or a third!"

Azu laughed. "That's exactly your problem."

"I don't know what made you think that mortals like you could control me."

"Control a god!"

Whoosh!

A violent wind swept through the office.

Azu's feet left the ground, and the Stars and Stripes cape behind him whipped wildly like blazing flames!

Madelyn was startled.

She had not expected Homelander to react so intensely.

Especially since Homelander's eyes had begun to glow.

It was as though molten lava churned within them!

"What are you trying to do?"

Madelyn said coldly, "If you hurt me, you'll regret it!"

"Tomorrow—no, this afternoon!"

"Every news outlet will report that Homelander slaughtered a Vought executive. Your reputation will hit rock bottom."

"You won't be the public's hero anymore."

"They'll only despise you!"

"You'll become worthless!"

As she spoke, Madelyn watched Homelander's reactions closely.

She noticed that the light in Homelander's eyes gradually faded.

His floating body also descended back to the floor.

Madelyn sneered inwardly.

She knew very well that this Supe had grown up in a laboratory and had an incomplete personality.

Homelander craved recognition too much.

He cared far too much about his reputation.

As long as she seized that weakness.

She could control him.

"Yes, that's more like it."

Madelyn smiled, sat back down on the sofa, kicked off her high heels, and raised her toes.

"Come, kiss it."

"Then you can do whatever you want."

Azu looked at the old woman.

A sunny smile appeared on his face.

"I already told you, don't do that again."

"My dear Madelyn."

"You disgust me!"

The next second.

Red laser beams shot from Azu's eyes and blasted into Madelyn's face.

The woman's head instantly exploded into fragments.

Turning the office into a complete mess.

Thud.

That black-stockinged foot, which had been raised high, fell onto the floor.

Azu looked at the corpse. Killing someone for the first time made him feel uncomfortable.

Killing was not something to celebrate.

But neither was it a burden.

The old woman still saw him as the old Homelander, bound by a mother complex and so-called reputation.

Then he did not mind turning anyone who wanted to ride roughshod over him into a corpse.

That was his principle.

Those who deceive me, humiliate me, or harm me must die!

After taking some time to compose himself, Azu walked behind the desk and sat in the Vice President's chair.

Then he called out, "Ashley, have someone come in and clean this up."

The door opened.

Ashley walked in with a confused expression. "Did something get knocked over?"

Then she suddenly saw Madelyn without a head.

The tablet in her hand immediately fell to the floor.

She was about to scream.

But then she saw Homelander smiling as he raised a finger to his lips.

Ashley forcibly swallowed the scream that had risen to her throat.

"Very good."

Azu gave a halfhearted round of applause. "Excellent. I'm starting to appreciate you, Ashley."

"How about this? Starting today, you'll be my assistant."

"You'll take Madelyn's position from now on, but you'll be responsible to me. Don't worry, I'll speak to Edgar about the change in position."

He glanced at the corpse on the sofa. "I believe Edgar will want to see me very soon. What do you think?"

Ashley's body trembled slightly as she nodded. "Whatever you say, boss."

"No, call me Homelander."

Azu stood and pointed around the office. "Clean this up. Next, I—"

At that moment.

Lines of information appeared on his retina.

Your 'Laser Eyes' proficiency is full.

It has now upgraded to 'Laser Eyes +1'.

Laser Eyes +1: Cutting power +50%, penetration +20%, overall power +35%

A Disaster Event has appeared.

This is a chaotic, twisted world of violence, crime, drug trafficking, smuggling, murder, and robbery.

Here, you are god. You are the one and only. You are the god of all living beings.

You may make any decision.

So, are you willing to handle this event?

Oh, it could work like this?

The corner of Azu's mouth lifted.

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