The savior of American comics? I am the evil god of the subspace!

#51 - Famous scene: Azu floods the helicarrier

"You… Who are you?"

Emma Russell tightly protected the [Orca Device], staring warily at the figure that had quietly appeared behind her.

The person who came was Zemo.

Previously, he had successfully escaped to a safe area with Samuel Sterns before the [Golden Gate Bridge] collapsed.

Originally, he was preparing to leave after reuniting with his men, but he inadvertently saw Emma Russell and the other [Monarch] members going against the flow of traffic.

After keenly noticing the abnormality, Zemo quietly approached them alone.

He happened to overhear the conversation between her and Serizawa Ichiro.

"Boss should be interested in this thing, right?"

Although Emma Russell didn't answer his question, Zemo had already gotten the answer he wanted from the nervous expression on her face.

Without a word of nonsense.

Zemo raised his hand and directly knocked the woman in front of him unconscious.

Then, he picked up the box, carried the woman over his shoulder.

His figure quickly disappeared into the end of the street.

…………

……

Nick Fury never thought that a slap in the face would come so quickly.

Faced with round after round of intensive artillery bombardment, the buildings near the coastline had almost been bombed into ruins, but the monster still stood proudly.

Looking at the dwindling amount of ammunition, his face grew darker and darker.

Or maybe…

Let [Monarch] give it a try?

But that would make me look very bad!

Just as he was at a loss, Maria Hill hurried over to report:

"Sir, Natasha and Barton have successfully escaped and are now undergoing medical examinations in the medical room."

"In addition, the Department of Defense has just approved [Vought International]'s application. They promised to send Homelander over free of charge to help kill the monster and resolve the crisis."

"Motherf**ker!!" Nick Fury was very angry because the last thing he wanted to see was [Vought International] stealing the limelight.

It's just that the current situation had already escaped his control.

But he couldn't use "nuclear" peace tactics to get rid of that monster, could he?

Beep beep beep…!!!

The air defense radar suddenly issued a rapid alarm.

A humanoid creature wearing a blue tights and draped in a stars and stripes flag was flying in from afar at a speed of about Mach 3.

It was none other than Homelander.

When approaching the [Helicarrier], Homelander deliberately hovered in mid-air.

Just as everyone was wondering what this extremely arrogant and narcissistic guy was going to do.

Homelander took off his pants in front of Nick Fury and a group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and pissed on the glass dome where the command room was located as if no one else was there.

It's raining…

At this moment.

The inside of the Helicarrier fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene in front of them.

Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???

Wait a minute, are we all having collective hallucinations?

Or is this some new way of greeting that has recently become popular on the Internet?

Although everyone tried to find a reasonable explanation.

But… the truth is always one (真実はいつもひとつ)!!!

The dignified Homelander actually did such a shameless thing in public.

Is there still any law?

Is there anyone who can control him, for crying out loud?!!

"I f**king ni#%**\u0026#***"

Nick Fury instantly lost his composure, rushed to the main gun control station, and roared at the staff with red eyes:

"Blow up his dick, I want him to never be able to do that action again!!!"

"S… Sir, the ammunition for our main gun has just been completely exhausted."

The staff squeezed out a bitter face and carefully reminded him.

"You bastard, either you die today, or I die!"

Nick Fury hysterically roared: "Change course for me, ram him to death… ram this son of a b*tch to death, ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

However.

At this time, Homelander, who had finished pissing, had already pulled up his pants and "whoosh" flew away.

Sorry, everyone.

I, your Ancestor, act in a way that is, do, what, you, want!!!

Come and kill me if you have the guts, *koutha*?

…………

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"Everyone, look quickly, it's Homelander, we're saved now!"

"Homelander, quickly kill that damn monster…"

"Everyone, don't stop, the [Daily Bugle] said that the monster's blood is poisonous, let's quickly escape to outside the city."

"Hehe, no one reads the [Daily Bugle], okay? Their editor-in-chief, J. Jonah Jameson, is just a sensational clown."

Among the crowd, a small number of people stopped and stayed where they were to watch "Ultraman fighting a little monster".

But more people still chose to continue to flee for their lives.

The gears of fate began to turn from this point on…

And at this time, near the coastline.

Homelander slowly hovered in front of the "Invader", looking at the thick-skinned behemoth in front of him, a grim smile appeared on his face.

He had finally found an object that would allow him to unleash his killing methods without restraint.

Recently, in the process of chasing down [Hydra], Homelander could be said to have been holding back a stomach full of anger.

Because all those he killed were just insignificant small fries.

Those higher-ups seemed to be able to predict the future, disappearing without a trace every time before he arrived.

This made Homelander couldn't help but suspect, was there someone inside [Vought International] who had leaked the news in advance?

Originally, he was thinking of helping [Vought International] recover its nearly halved stock price and reputation by hunting down [Hydra].

But there had been no progress worth mentioning.

I'm afraid that before long, even his cherished popularity would plummet!

But who would have thought that the opportunity to turn the tables would come so quickly.

After receiving the news that a giant monster had appeared near [San Francisco], Homelander directly put down his work and flew over.

As for communication and whatnot, he would leave it to the useless higher-ups of [Vought International] to do.

He, your Ancestor, was here to show off his skills.

Buzz…!!!

Heat vision enough to melt steel burst out.

But it only left a not-so-deep scratch on the monster's armor.

Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???

This defense is very unscientific!

Ancestor is very angry, the consequences are very serious.

The "Invader" roared and slapped Homelander away with its claws.

But the next second, the latter flew back at an even faster speed.

"Damn it, you think you're very hard?"

"Tell you… in this world, no creature is harder than me, Homelander!!!"

Homelander "poof" directly penetrated the "Invader's" left eye.

Then he began to wantonly destroy it from the inside.

Bang…!!!

More than ten minutes later, the "Invader's" big head exploded like a smashed watermelon.

Blue blood spurted out from the severed neck like a fountain, raining down on the ground like raindrops, stirring up wisps of pungent blue-brown smoke.

Then, with the breeze, it drifted to farther places…

"Long live Homelander, you are the true hero of America… cough cough cough!!"

"Well done… cough cough cough!!"

Those who were originally preparing to offer cheers and screams to Ancestor, suddenly covered their noses and coughed violently.

In less than a minute, they collapsed on the ground with unusually painful expressions, like drowning people about to be drowned.

And in mid-air.

Homelander, covered in blue blood, had just squeezed out a standard professional fake smile on his face, preparing to enjoy the worship from the mortals.

But when he looked down, he suddenly found that there was a large area of people collapsing!!!

WTF???

What's wrong with you mortals?

Why don't you hurry up and stand up to worship me!

Wait a minute… could this monster's blood be poisonous?

No way, again?!

Realizing that he seemed… possibly… probably… maybe… almost "again" in trouble.

Homelander took a deep breath with some dissatisfaction.

He also deliberately let this poisonous air stay in his chest for a few more minutes before slowly exhaling it.

See, I've already inhaled it into my lungs!

Isn't it still okay?

Oh, sorry, I seem to have forgotten that I am not actually a human, but a god.