Seeing Homelander's miserable state, Dormammu began to tempt him.
"Give up resisting, pitiful mortal."
"Before my power, your struggle is insignificant. Persistence is meaningless."
"Submit to me. Merge with me. Only then will you understand what true power looks like."
Dormammu even offered him terms.
"As long as you are willing to submit, I promise you this: after I devour your world, I will preserve your individual consciousness."
"I will make you the strongest apostle under my command, so you can experience the true greatness of dark power."
Hearing this temptation, everyone before the screens held their breath, their hearts in their throats.
They were afraid.
Facing such a powerful demon god and the temptation of immortality, could even Homelander truly withstand it?
"Heh..."
Homelander chuckled softly. Bracing both hands against his knees, he endured his "injuries" and slowly rose to his feet.
"You're wrong, Dormammu..."
"You're the one... who doesn't understand power."
Dormammu sneered. "Is that so? Yet you can barely stand."
"You've lived for so long, terrifying the weak through destruction and relying on devouring to fill the emptiness in your heart."
"And this is what you call power?"
"Don't make me laugh!" Homelander roared, his voice rising.
"I'll tell you! I'll show you what true power is!"
Homelander straightened up and thrust out his chest.
His gaze passed over Dormammu and fell upon the few remaining drone cameras.
"Listen, every person on Earth!"
"The reason I stand here is not because I was born belligerent, nor because I thirst for slaughter!"
"It's because of you!"
"It's because of the bonds between every living thing on this planet!"
"It's because of that invisible, intangible... love that lets me crawl out of Hell time and time again!"
"As long as you do not give up hope, as long as