Chapter 582: Vs Homelander (1/2)

Chapter 582: Vs Homelander (1/2)

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Homelander's eyes widened in disbelief as Madelyn's body slumped in the chair, blood staining the luxurious upholstery. The once confident orchestrator of power now lay dying, a victim of her own calculated machinations. The room, once charged with tension, now held a heavy silence broken only by Madelyn's final gasp of pain before her untimely death.

Peter, with an air of nonchalance, looked at Homelander, his fingers still lingering from the snap that redirected the bullets. "Surprised?" he asked, his tone dripping with amusement.

Homelander, torn between grief and anger, finally found his voice. "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything," Peter replied, his smirk unwavering. "She must have had some enemies or something. I mean, they seemed to be aiming at her, right? Unless, of course, those bullets were meant for us? Because if they were, then you guys should really look into hiring better assassins..."

The room's occupants, including Starlight, looked at Peter in a mix of shock and awe. The audacity to casually manipulate a life-or-death situation left them momentarily speechless.

Homelander's expression darkened as he processed the situation. The woman he considered a mother figure and a dear lover, the one person who could control him, now lay dead right beside him. A surge of emotions flooded through him, creating a volatile mix of sorrow and rage. The very man he had considered making an ally moments ago had turned the tables in the most unexpected way.

"You killed her!" Homelander accused, his voice trembling with a dangerous intensity.

Peter chuckled, seemingly unfazed by the accusation. "No, I think you're looking for those guys over there." He says as he points out the many snipers across from them, who began to panic at this point. "I don't even have a gun..."

Homelander, known for his violent outbursts, restrained himself. The reality of Madelyn's demise sank in, and he struggled to process the reality of it all.

"Here, let me help you get revenge." Peter offered as he waved his hand, conjuring dozens of portal, which deposited every sniper, who fired just moments earlier, into the room. "Would you like to do the honors, or should I?"

Giving Homelander a moment, Peter eventually shrugged as he didn't get an answer. "Well, I can do it for you. After all, you've just lost someone dear to you. Just sit back and watch. I'll take care of it."

Before Homelanders grieving eyes, Peter snapped his fingers again, materializing golden ropes, which wrapped into nooses around every snipers neck before hoisting them up off the ground. Within seconds, the disoriented assassins were struggling as the ropes tightened, slowly strangling them to death.

Starlight, still recovering from the shock, spoke up as the last one died. "D-Did you have to kill them?"

As the fight raged on, MJ began pulled out a small USB drive and plugged it into the main terminal connected to the server. Instantly, the drive did its work, scanning and copying files, capturing everything they had, including all sorts of incriminating evidence, which they would have to go over later.

Starlight, with a conflicted expression, observed from the side, conflicted and scared as this is be the first crime she's ever committed. Though if she could see all of the evidence they were gathering, then she wouldn't be so conflicted anymore.

The room seemed to vibrate from the clash of titans that was occurring outside, spurring Starlight to ask. "Are you sure Peter will be alright? I know he's strong but-"

MJ almost laughed upon hearing this, interrupting Starlight before she could finish speaking. "Compared to what Peter's faced in the past, Homelander really isn't that scary. Trust me, he'll be fine..."

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On the street outside the building, the clash between Peter and Homelander intensified as they continued their brawl, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. Peter displayed a level of agility and combat prowess that caught Homelander off guard.

"You really need to step up your game, Homelander." Peter taunted, his words echoing through the chaotic battlefield. "I mean, what's the use of all that power if you can't even land a single hit on me?"

Homelander, seething with frustration, attempted to counter Peter's taunts with brute force. He swung his fists with the force of a thousand wrecking balls, but Peter effortlessly dodged each strike, dancing around his opponent with a smirk on his face.

"Is this the best you can do?" Peter goaded as he stepped past his overzealous opponents guard and delivered a swift punch things solar plexus.

The once mighty superhero, Homelander, found himself stumbling backwards, the wind knocked out of his lungs for the first time ever in his entire life. "*Gasp*" He struggled to breath as Peter loomed over him.

"You're like a toddler throwing a tantrum," Peter mocked, evading a powerful heat vision blast that scorched a long line of parked cars. "Except toddlers are at least entertaining and cute."

Homelander, enraged by both the physical assault and the verbal jabs, roared in frustration. He unleashed his heat vision in a wild frenzy, attempting to catch Peter off guard. However, Peter's reflexes proved faster as he jabbed his two fingers forward and poked his opponent in the eyes.

"Aaaaaarrrrrgghh!" Homelander screamed in agony as his heat vision was canceled, blood dripping down his face like tears.

As Homelander covered his bleeding eyes, dropping to his knees in pain, Peter seized the opportunity and wound his foot back before punting him across the head. The impact of the kick echoed across the street, causing every onlooker to wince in sympathy for Homelander, as the hero himself was sent flying into a nearby building.

"I have to admit, you're not as fun as fighting Thanos or Dormammu. At least they had style," Peter quipped, evading a desperate haymaker from Homelander, who shot out of the rubble like a rocket, his face twisted in hatred.

Expecting Homelander to come flying back for another bout, Peter was stunned to see his opponent flying away in the opposite direction as fast as he could. "Where the f*ck do you think you're going?!"

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