In this mad universe where all manner of monsters ran wild, Homelander had gained enough raw power from the system's absurd enhancements to steamroll most threats.
Only one thing remained beyond his power to resist.
Time.
He knew his own limits. Cellular Activity Enhancement, the reward he had received from Silver Hand Bucky, had greatly extended his potential lifespan. Living well past a hundred would be no problem.
But against the vast, endless river of time, that kind of biological longevity was a drop in the ocean.
If someone used the Time Stone to strike at him through the laws of time, even his mighty Steel Body would eventually erode into a handful of ashes scattered by the wind.
In the Marvel Universe, where multiverses abounded, the Time Stone was hardly unique. There were as many of those green stones as anyone could want across the parallel universes.
And even without the Time Stone, it would be no surprise if this universe of strange powers produced a few people who could control aging or steal time.
Forget immortality for now, Homelander told himself. First, I need a much longer lifespan.
Only a handful of things in the Marvel Universe could grant someone that.
Dragon Bone was one of the more accessible and practical options.
The leaders of The Hand had drawn on the mysterious substance within Dragon Bone to live for centuries while retaining their peak fighting strength.
Homelander had once tried to find Dragon Bone himself.
He had flown over New York and opened his Super Senses to their fullest, looking through the surface and hundreds of meters into the earth.
But his Super Senses had found nothing unusual beneath New York—only reinforced concrete, sewer networks, and subway tunnels.
He had also tried scanning the area with Kamar-Taj's detection