Excruciating pain surged along his nerve endings, battering his brain, but what broke him even more than the physical agony was that bone-deep sense of familiarity.
When Solomon had first trampled him underfoot, he had used this very same irresistible purple lightning!
A tenfold increase in power?
The evolution brought by original Compound V?
Before this single finger, it was all a fucking joke!
Thud!
Homelander's legs buckled. The "god" who had been so arrogant just moments ago now dropped heavily to his knees at Solomon's feet like a stray dog with a shattered spine.
"Ah... Aah!!"
Only now did a bloodcurdling scream erupt from his throat.
He stared in absolute terror at Solomon's frost-cold face, tears and snot instantly smearing his entire face.
"I was wrong! I was wrong!! Solomon!"
Homelander clung desperately to Solomon's calf with his unpierced hand, his whole body shaking violently as he burst into sobs like a child about to receive a vicious beating for doing something wrong:
"I was joking! I was just joking with you! Please don't kill me! I wasn't thinking straight just now, don't kill me! Please spare me!!"
Solomon remained indifferent, not even bothering to move another muscle.
Vast psychic power descended like an insurmountable mountain, instantly severing Homelander's control over his body.
Homelander's sobbing stopped abruptly. Like a stiff puppet, his entire body was forcibly lifted by an irresistible invisible hand and made to stand straight against the wall.
Ding, defeated Supe Homelander.
The cold notification passed through his mind, but Solomon did not even bother to look at it. His gaze remained locked on Homelander, a chill as biting as absolute zero churning in his eyes.
"You used that vial of original Compound V?"
Solomon's voice was quiet, yet every word struck like a sledgehammer.