As the disguise faded away, a face that made Gravik's very soul tremble was clearly revealed before his eyes.
His golden hair was slicked back with meticulous precision.
Chiseled features, and that perfect smile often hanging at the corner of his lips, one that sent chills down people's spines.
Gravik's mind exploded at that moment.
"Homelander?!"
That was right. It was Homelander.
After receiving Skynet's message and learning that Jessica was leading Vought's old crew, fully armed, toward the Nullarbor Plain,
Homelander knew their strength very well. After weighing the situation, he decided to personally step in to avoid any flaws or unforeseen accidents.
He would use true despair to set the stage for that dazzling arrival.
"Impossible! This is impossible! Didn't you die in deep space?!"
Gravik let out a terrified scream, struggling and shrinking backward as though he had been electrocuted.
Seeing his absurdly terrified appearance, Homelander could not help letting out a hearty chuckle.
"Dead?"
"Why don't you take another look at who exactly gave you that 'top-secret intelligence'?"
At those words, Gravik was struck as if by lightning.
He hurriedly turned his head toward the Skrull core leadership seated around the room.
Then the most horrifying scene of his life unfolded.
Every one of the "Skrull higher-ups" in the conference room, including Pagon, who had slapped him earlier,
Suddenly had ripples like liquid mercury spread across their skin.
The distinctive Skrull features—their green skin, pointed ears, and more—rapidly dissolved beneath the wash of silver ripples.
In just two seconds,
Dozens of Skrulls, originally all different in appearance, had transformed into a group of expressionless humans with cold eyes.
What made Gravik's scalp tingle even more was... every one of those dozens of people had the exact same human face!
As though they had been molded on