Chapter 78: Now America is Finished!
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
No one paid any attention to Ian's words.
On the contrary, these well-trained Agents all pulled out their handguns and pulled the triggers at him.
After all,
such shocking words were obviously something only a sexually repressed pervert would say.
So, the guy in front of them had to be a sexually repressed Superhuman.
And when facing such a Superhuman, greeting him directly with bullets was the way to go!
Someone even aimed an RPG at Ian and fired fiercely, wanting him to taste a large shell manufactured by humans.
However,
Ian levitated in mid-air, and the Laser Vision in his eyes swept out like a death ray claiming people's lives.
The air was violently vaporized, and a visible white mist rose up.
The terrifying Laser Vision, reaching hundreds of thousands of degrees, ruthlessly melted the spinning bullets and shells in mid-air, before directly blowing off a Black Agent's head.
Ian continued to fire his Laser Vision. With a slight twist of his head, the blazing Laser Vision swept across like a minesweeper, continuously blowing off these guys' heads one after another.
He had to admit, the feeling of using his Laser Vision like a minesweeper to blow off these guys' heads was actually quite wonderful.
Not to mention, after fusing with everything from Black-Robe Ian, no one in this World could ever be Ian's match again.
This gave Ian a certain feeling.
As long as he wanted to, he could do anything in this World.
Just like Homelander in 'The Boys', after realizing his power was enough to crush anything, he began to do whatever he pleased.
Getsuga Tensho, taking control of Vought, overthrowing the White House...
Even the fucking Homelander bible had come out.
But Ian's willpower was, after all, much stronger than Homelander's, so he wouldn't lose himself to this feeling.
He was only dazed for a brief moment before recovering.
But Susan in front of him seemed utterly dumbfounded, standing frozen in place, looking at this man floating in mid-air like a god with a face full of horror.
This...
Could this be the power of Vought's new CEO, Ian?
Completely reckless and unscrupulous, wiping out the entire CIA's Superhuman Threat Assessment Division in an instant?
"I didn't want to kill them originally."
The red glow in Ian's eyes gradually faded until it disappeared completely. He slowly floated down in front of Susan, his expression helpless.
"But as you saw, they all welcomed me with weapons, wishing they could kill me."
"I don't know if I fucked their wives, or turned their sons into femboys?"
Looking at the bloody scene before him, filled with headless corpses like a living Hell, Ian said with an innocent expression.
"I clearly did nothing and only came to find you, yet they wanted to kill me."
"So I had no choice but to fight back. Legally speaking, my actions should be considered self-defense, right, Ms. Susan?"
*Gulp!*
Susan swallowed hard, looking up at the man standing before her with his hands behind his back, his muscles bulging, and eyes that seemed to harbor a lion.
His black suit fluttered without any wind, swaying behind Ian and beating against the air, making the atmosphere in the silent office hall even more heavy.
"Self-defense?"
Susan laughed out of sheer anger. This man in front of her had killed all of her colleagues and subordinates in an extremely brutal manner, and now he actually claimed it was self-defense?
"If it were self-defense, you should have used your body to block those bullets instead of blowing their heads off in such a sickeningly cruel way!"
"Tsk... I just love how hypocritical you Americans are."
Ian curled his lips into a cold smile, and his gaze looking at Susan gradually turned icy.
"Clearly, you guys targeted us first. Now that I've come to find you and merely did a few things with my powerful strength, you despise me so much?"
"Have you forgotten..."
Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt!!!
Restless lightning crackled in Ian's eyes once again, condensing into a red glow that symbolized the light of death.
"That I can kill you at any moment?" He tilted his head and sneered.
Susan looked at Ian in fear and didn't dare to speak again.
After all,
she still had a daughter waiting for her at home; she couldn't die.
Susan had divorced her husband a few years ago and had a daughter at home.
If she died, given America's current situation, her daughter would probably end up even worse off.
She might even die in some gloomy corner of a laboratory one day.
Thinking of her daughter, Susan asked in a trembling voice,
"What... what do you actually want?"
"Wasn't it obvious just now?" Ian raised an eyebrow. "Help me..."
Susan:???
No, you killed so many of my people and flew in front of me with an absolutely invincible, powerful posture.
I thought you were going to conquer all of America.
And this is what you wanted?
...
An hour later.
"Phew..."
Susan stood up, her beautiful eyes looking at Ian.
"Can you let me go now?"
"Of course."
Ian nodded.
"But there is one more thing. Where are Secretary of Defense Nicholas and President President Conrad?"
"What do you want with them?" Susan asked warily.
"Well... the World is just a giant turn-based game, and your turn has passed."
Ian paused, then continued,
"So now... it is naturally our turn."
"You want to rule all of America?"
Such a crazy idea welled up in Susan's heart. She never expected this Superhuman in front of her to actually have such thoughts!
"That is not for you to know." Ian frowned slightly. "Tell me, where are Secretary of Defense Nicholas and PresidentPresident Conrad?"
Susan hesitated, but after sensing Ian's killing intent, she thought of her daughter and ultimately spoke out helplessly.
"They are at the White House."
Ian smiled and nodded. "Very well, you can go."
Hearing this, Susan hurriedly turned and fled. With a snap, her high heel broke. She simply picked up her shoes and ran barefoot.
She had to escape quickly, find her daughter first, and then call Secretary Nicholas and President President Conrad.
To have them assemble the army immediately to deal with this madman Ian!
However,
Swoosh!!
A thick crimson beam instantly pierced through Susan's chest.
Her eyes widened, and under the force of gravity, she collapsed to the ground, looking at Ian not far away with utter disbelief.
"You... didn't you promise... to let me go?"
Ian shrugged and floated in front of Susan with a 'look how nice I am' expression.
"I did say I would let you go. Look, didn't you already take more than ten steps?"
Susan: "..."
She never expected this Superhuman to be even crazier than she had imagined.
Now... America is finished!
Chapter 79: I Am the Great Father Nurgle of All Mankind!
Washington, White House.
At this very moment, a press conference was being held inside the White House.
A capable-looking female reporter stood up, looked at the white-haired old man in front of her, and asked:
"Mr. President Conrad, what is your take on Vought International and those Superhumans?"
President Conrad's expression froze upon hearing this.
Then, he turned his head to glance at the white-haired Secretary of Defense Nicholas beside him.
Seeing the other party nod slightly at him, PresidentConrad felt reassured.
"Rest assured, we will definitely guarantee the safety of the public. Vought International is currently being investigated by government departments, and the Superhuman Control Act will be introduced very soon."
He nodded slightly, a friendly smile appearing on his face, and continued.
"Heaven has bestowed upon us so many extraordinary Superheroes; we have every reason to control them and make them use their abilities to serve us."
"Then, Mr. President, what is your view on the new President of Vought International, Mr. Ian, who is of Asian descent?"
The reporter asked again.
"The video of him fighting other Superhumans in New Yorkhas already spread across the globe. Why do you think he did that?"
Upon hearing this name, President Conrad's brows furrowed instantly.
"Ian is indeed a capable young man, able to succeed Mr. Stan Edgar and lead Vought International to continue developing under the support of the America government."
"However, perhaps because he is young and promising, and possesses power that ordinary people cannot reach, that is why Ian would do such a thing."
"But rest assured, everyone. I, Conrad... the President of America, guarantee here that we in America will definitely be able to make these Superhumans work for us!"
After speaking, Conrad closed his eyes, preparing to enjoy the applause and cheers from these people.
After all, he was the President of America. Having just boasted and made so many promises, the public should at least be moved to tears of gratitude, right?
However, the thunderous applause he imagined simply did not ring out.
There wasn't even a sound from outside; it was as if the whole World had become silent.
Hmm? Conrad felt puzzled and frowned.
What was going on?
He slowly opened his eyes, and then... he saw a scene he would never be able to forget in this lifetime.
He saw that the reporter who had just asked the question now had a bloodied hole burned into her forehead, with white smoke and blood constantly pouring out.
Everyone was stunned by this scene and hurriedly looked up at the figure flying in slowly with his hands behind his back.
"It's Ian! The new President of Vought International!" someone exclaimed, eyes wide, suppressing the terror in their heart.
Another person looked at the corpse of the reporter lying on the ground, dead with eyes wide open in disbelief, and then looked up at Ian, who was flying in like a god, their mind trembling violently.
"Holy Crab! What is he doing? Killing someone in public at the White House? Is he not afraid of death?!"
"Death?" Ian sneered, swept a disdainful glance over everyone present, and said indifferently:
"With your abilities, you can't even make me get injured, yet you want to kill me? That is simply a pipe dream!"
"Ian, you... what do you want to do?" President Conrad looked at Ian, whose eyes were sparking with thunder and flashing with crimson light, exuding murderous intent, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his voice trembling.
"Nothing much, President Conrad. I just feel that the new era is about to arrive."
Ian grinned, revealing a cold and cruel smile.
"You, a President of America from the old era, should step down and let me, the Great Father Nurgle of All Mankind, take your place."
"You... you want to be the President of America?!" Conrad asked, trembling all over. He felt as if he were being targeted by a predator at the top of the food chain, shivering in fear.
"No, the Great Father Nurgle of All Mankind!"
Before Ian could finish speaking, the surrounding soldiers rushed up one after another, frantically pulling the triggers towards Ian in mid-air.
At the same time, countless soldiers, armored vehicles, tanks, and armed helicopters outside were rapidly moving towards this side.
But facing the gunfire from these people, Ian just kept his hands behind his back, hovering in mid-air like a god descending upon the World.
Then... "Super Senses, activate!"
As soon as his voice fell, Ian moved violently. Like a wild dragon, he instantly tore through the airflow, charging fiercely towards those damned soldiers at a terrifying speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.
Boom!! Just as he rushed in front of a soldier, Ian clenched his right fist and smashed it down violently. The terrifying power instantly blasted the man's head apart, and the headless corpse flew backward.
Following that, he raised his elbow and smashed it into another soldier, then lifted his right foot and kicked the third one to pieces.
Under the enhancement of four-fold speed and Super Senses, Ian's speed reached a terrifying level; no one could react in time.
And in his every gesture, countless soldiers fell, blood flowing like a river, with corpses piling up like a mountain.
Soon, Ian flew back to his original position, hands behind his back, slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air and deactivating Super Senses.
Although Super Senses could allow him to enter a state where his perception of the passage of time and the movement of surrounding objects became acute, it placed a relatively heavy burden on his heart.
If it lasted for a long time, it might even cause a certain degree of damage to Ian's heart.
Of course, Ian could also recover from heart injuries through his own four-fold healing ability.
President Conrad, Secretary of Defense Nicholas, and everyone present stood frozen on the spot, staring blankly at the entire scene.
When they saw the corpses of those America soldiers piled together like a small hill, everyone fell into silence, or even horror.
Is this... really something a human can accomplish? I'm afraid even Homelander couldn't do it, right?
... While Ian was resolving some problems at the White House, the battle at Vought International on the other side had already ended.
"You mean... you are my father? And Ian is just a fake?"
Homelander's eyes widened, looking with a bruised and swollen face at Soldier Boy, who was equally bruised and swollen, holding his lower body with both hands.
"Of course. Back then, Dr. Vogelbaum came to me asking for my sperm, and I gave it to him. Who knew he would produce a son for me the following year."
Feeling the wave-like pain coming from his lower body, Soldier Boy couldn't help but wince.
"Fuck! Who the hell did you learn this from? Hitting the enemy's vital parts as soon as you start fighting?"
"This is impossible. Our abilities are completely different, and I can feel that although you are a bit stronger than me, your strength is limited, and you can't even fly at all!"
Homelander simply did not believe that the Soldier Boy in front of him could be his father.
After all, his father, capable of siring such a powerful son as him, must be a powerful man.
And Ian fit this point perfectly.
Moreover, the previous paternity test had also proven that Ian was his father.
Therefore, the Soldier Boy in front of him must be lying to him.
However, after seeing this scene, Clara spoke up to persuade him:
"Homelander, Benjamin is indeed your biological father, because that project back then... I was the one who had Stan Edgar arrange it."
Homelander:???
Chapter 80 Homelander: If Only Dad Were Here
Homelander was a bit confused.
After all, he had always believed that Ian was his father.
The other man had Superpowers almost identical to his own, and was even stronger.
Not only that, but the paternity test Dr. Voughtbaum had performed on them previously also proved they had 99.99% genetic compatibility.
This was ironclad evidence; it couldn't be fake.
He must be Ian's son.
But this Soldier Boy in front of him claimed that the gene Voughtbaum obtained back then was his, and even said Homelander was his son.
Homelander didn't believe the other man's nonsense at all; he just thought this old man was crazy.
However, his teammate Stormfront Klara stood up and confirmed this point, which was unexpected for Homelander.
His head was buzzing as he looked at Soldier Boy in front of him, and at Private Angel and Torpedo, who had already pinned down Grace not far away.
"Fake!" Homelander's eyes erupted with intense beams again, instantly shooting toward Soldier Boy. "It's all fake, you actually want to trick me!"
Facing his dear son Homelander's Heat Vision, Soldier Boywasn't afraid at all. He took it head-on, and even strode forward, throwing a punch at Homelander's face.
"Fuck! Take a good look, I am your dad. If I hadn't been sold out by that bastard Stan Edgar back then, how could you have taken my place?"
Facing Soldier Boy's heavy punch, Homelander raised his hand and blocked it directly.
Then, he used the women's self-defense techniques he had learned from the cartoons "Family Guy" and "The Simpsons".
With one hand, he feinted a blow toward Soldier Boy's head, and when Soldier Boy raised his hand to block, he struck Soldier Boy's crotch with the other.
Bang!!
Soldier Boy only felt a pain in his crotch, and his face turned red instantly. His heart was filled with anger, and his chest began to glow.
"Fuck! What the hell is this?"
Homelander felt a strong threat, so he immediately pulled away, flew into the air, and continuously swept Laser Vision over Soldier Boy.
Boom!!
The chest cannon fired directly, and the terrifying shockwave instantly turned this floor into ruins.
"Holy shit!" Homelander was completely stunned.
But before he could react, a figure wearing pilot clothes suddenly flew over and pinned him to the ground.
"Benjamin, hurry and suppress him!"
The person who came was Gunpowder. He had previously been locked in an underground isolation room by Ian. At this moment, when those elderly Superhumans attacked Vought, they rescued him immediately.
Soldier Boy rushed forward and, facing his dear son Homelander's face, clenched his fist and threw a heavy punch.
However, Homelander had learned the dodging skills from "Family Guy", so he tilted his head and dodged it.
Soldier Boy: "..."
Fuck, was his son's fighting technique this strong?
On the other side.
Private Angel punched Queen Maeve in the face and shouted at Stormfront Klara.
"Klara! Help us!"
Klara looked at Soldier Boy and The Seven, who were gradually losing the upper hand, and recalled the humiliation Ian had inflicted on her earlier.
So... this racist Aryan woman didn't hesitate at all. She turned traitor, raised her hand, and struck The Deep, who was nearby, with lightning.
The Deep was electrocuted until his whole body twitched, yet a look of enjoyment actually appeared on his face, giving Klara the creeps.
"Everyone, at the critical moment, you still have to rely on me!"
A-Train instantly turned into an afterimage, and the radiation needle in his hand stabbed fiercely toward Torpedo, wanting to save Grace.
However, to his surprise, Torpedo's defense exceeded his imagination.
The tip of the alloy radiation needle, just as it touched him, felt like it was stabbing a stiff iron plate, and it snapped instantly.
"Are you trying to tickle me?" Torpedo looked down at him and mocked.
A-Train: "..."
He took a deep breath, thinking of the method Ian had told him to steal the enemy's food and starve the enemy.
However, fate... oh no, Torpedo grabbed his throat and lifted him up, not giving A-Train a chance to act at all.
The other Superhumans also successively subdued The Seven and Grace and the others.
Homelander was pinned down by Soldier Boy and Gunpowder, unable to move. The Deep and Starlight were handled by Stormfront, and A-Train was caught by Torpedo.
Queen Maeve and Grace were pressed to the ground by Hughie, Private Angel, and seven or eight elderly Superhumans.
Except for Ian, The Seven were completely wiped out.
"A-Train, I used to be your fan, but it's a pity you hit and killed my Robin, and you haven't shown any remorse at all!"
Hughie stood in front of A-Train, who was being held up by Torpedo, his face full of anger.
"This is the punishment I give you. Taste it well, you scum!"
"Just you wait. When the BOSS returns, none of you will escape!" A-Train threatened with a gloomy face.
"Still daring to threaten us?!" Hughie sneered.
Bang!!
A muffled sound rang out.
He fiercely elbowed A-Train's lower body. Intense pain surged like a tide, making A-Train's face turn pale instantly, unable to straighten his back from the pain.
"Fuck... you pervert..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Hughie elbowed A-Train's "little train" a few more times before catching his breath and turning to look at Soldier Boy beside him.
After subduing Homelander, Soldier Boy started using some prohibited substances, looking like he was enjoying it.
Hughie: "..."
He felt this person shouldn't be called Soldier Boy.
He was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, and he even smoked and did ice...
This guy should be called "Ice-Addicted Boy", right?!
"What should we do next?"
Private Angel walked gracefully in front of everyone and asked in confusion.
"The Seven have been subdued, and now only that new CEO of Vought, Ian, is left."
Soldier Boy took a deep breath, squatted down in front of the pinned Homelander, held his shield, and gestured at Homelander's head.
Then he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"Child, as your father, I don't want to be your enemy, but right now, I must do this."
"Tell me, where is Ian? Otherwise, I will kill you."
Homelander sneered, having no intention of revealing Ian's whereabouts.
In his view, the Soldier Boy in front of him was just a lunatic disguised as his father.
And he had only ever had one father from beginning to end, and that was Ian!
"I won't tell you anything. Give up on that idea!"
Homelander sneered.
"Even if you kill me, I am still Vought's Homelander!"
Seeing Homelander so stubborn, Soldier Boy knew that killing the other party would be useless.
He rubbed his chin with his right hand, pondered for a moment, and suddenly looked up at Hughie beside him.
"Since that's the case... Hughie, go fuck him!"
Hughie:???
I fuck Homelander?
Not only Hughie, but Homelander was also confused, looking at Soldier Boy with disgust.
Such a disgusting guy could not possibly be his, Homelander's, dad!
Just as Hughie was hesitating whether to fuck Homelander.
"Don't hurt my dad!!"
It was Ryan!
He rushed out like a cannonball, fiercely knocking Soldier Boy away, his eyes red.
But after Soldier Boy elbowed him hard in the face, the angry Ryan was instantly knocked unconscious.
"Fuck! How the hell did this kid get in?" Soldier Boy asked angrily.
Everyone present looked at each other, seeing the confusion on each other's faces.
How did Ryan get in?
No one knew.
Homelander looked at the unconscious Ryan lying on the ground, then used all his strength, under Gunpowder's suppression, to lift his head and look at the others.
The Deep had already been electrocuted unconscious by Klara, and Queen Maeve and Grace were also pinned to the ground by Private Angel and other Superhumans, unable to move.
The fastest, A-Train, was also held by his neck by Torpedowith one hand, lifted high, and suspended in mid-air, unable to use his super speed at all.
Could it be... is this the end?
Homelander felt dejected. Unfortunately, even after receiving his father's teachings, he still couldn't defeat Soldier Boy and these first-generation Superhumans.
If only Dad were here...
If Dad were here, everything could be resolved easily.
However.
Just at this moment, a low voice came from behind everyone.
"I brought Ryan here."
It was Ian!!
Chapter 82 Soldier Boy: "Why do I feel like there's a green light shining over my head?"
Upon hearing this voice, everyone was instantly startled and whipped their heads around to look.
They saw a tall figure floating in mid-air with his hands behind his back, thunder crackling in his eye sockets and his eyes glowing with a blood-red light, staring at everyone present with intense Killing Intent.
A terrifying sense of oppression, like that of a creature at the top of the food chain, instantly enveloped everyone present.
Some Superhuman with weaker Physiques turned pale the moment they were engulfed by this pressure.
Gunpowder raised his head, staring fixedly at the Ianbefore him.
Shadows covered the other man's face, making it impossible to see his expression, only those eyes filled with crimson light.
"Ian!" He recognized him immediately. "You've finally arrived?"
Upon hearing this name, Soldier Boy frowned and shouted in a deep voice: "Ian, you have nowhere left to run. The Seven have been defeated by us, and you are all alone, so you'd better surrender obediently!"
"Oh?"
Ian raised an eyebrow and revealed a dangerous smile. His gaze swept across everyone present before landing on Soldier Boy's face.
"So it seems... you think you've got me cornered?"
"What else? We have so many people, and you are all alone. The advantage is mine. Ian, how exactly do you plan to turn the tables?"
Clara stepped forward, lightning crackling around her body, and a confident smile appeared on her face again.
"And do you think... you can make me submit through violence? You damned yellow-skinned monkey, I feel sick every time I think about the scenes of being defiled and humiliated by you!"
"Is that so?"
Seeing Clara step out to accuse him, Ian's face did not show any expression of surprise.
In fact, he had long known that someone like Clara, whose brain was rotted by racism, could not be trusted.
Therefore, after bringing Clara to Vought, he had Dr.Vogelbaum clone her genes.
If a dog cannot be tamed, then just kill it and get another one.
Ian was always a man who knew how to be flexible.
Looking at the confident Clara, he sneered and said: "Clara, if I recall correctly, I remember you actually enjoyed it quite a bit back then."
"And... have you forgotten one thing? I took photos and videos of you back then."
"With just a flick of my finger, these photos and videos will be posted online."
"By then, everyone will know that the glamorous Stormfront is actually a bitch who begs others for sex behind people's backs."
As he spoke, the smile on Ian's face gradually turned evil.
"Clara, you wouldn't want these things to leak online, only for people to see you in your bitchy state, would you?"
Clara's expression changed instantly, her muscles stiffened, and she stood frozen in place like a statue.
"No... you can't do that, Ian, you can't do this!"
Ian chuckled wickedly: "What if I insist on doing it? After all, I gave you chances, but you betrayed me several times."
Soldier Boy stood to the side, turning his head to look at Clara. Her fair face was flushed with anxious, rosy color.
Could it be... that everything Ian just said is true?
Did Clara, whom he had loved for decades, really do that with him?
And he actually f***ing took videos and photos of it?!
Thinking of this, Soldier Boy's breathing instantly became rapid.
He looked at Clara, whom he had loved for so many years, then looked at Ian before him, unable to catch his breath for a moment.
For some reason, Soldier Boy felt as though he was wearing a tall green hat on his head.
It was one thing for his son to be fooled by the other man, but for his own woman to not only be slept with by him, but to have videos and photos taken of it as well?!
What the f*** is going on?!
"F***! What the f*** did you two do, what the hell is going on?!"
Soldier Boy watched the standoff between Ian and Claraand shouted angrily.
But neither of them paid him any attention.
Only Homelander, who was being held down by Gunpowder on the side, revealed a pleased smile upon seeing Soldier Boy's broken expression.
"Hahaha! Soldier Boy, don't you get it yet? The answer is simple!"
"My dad Ian f***ed your woman, took videos and photos, and gave you a green hat, you damned bastard!"
Having such a truth spoken by his good son Homelander, Soldier Boy's face revealed an expression of disbelief.
Although he had already guessed it just now, hearing it confirmed was still hard to accept.
After all.
As an American from World War II, although Soldier Boyhad unique hobbies, he was relatively conservative when it came to love.
But now...
Soldier Boy had completely broken down.
"Dammit, Ian, you damned bastard, you didn't just steal my son and my woman, you even f***ing stole my Vought!!"
Looking at the arrogant Homelander, and then at the somewhat broken Soldier Boy, Ian just found it funny.
But now that Soldier Boy had appeared, Homelanderwould sooner or later learn the truth that Soldier Boy was his father.
Since that was the case, he might as well make the lie even bigger, which would be more conducive to his plan to have all Superhumans assist his cultivation later.
Thinking of this, Ian spoke up: "Uh... Homelander, there is something I have to tell you."
"Father, are you going to tell me that Soldier Boy is my biological father?"
Homelander flashed his signature smile and shook his head.
"Don't joke around. You are my true father; our abilities are so similar."
"Uh... you guessed it. Actually, I'm not your father; Soldier Boy is your dad." Ian nodded and said.
Homelander:???
My dad is really Soldier Boy?
"F***! You damned thief, why are you suddenly telling the truth now?"
Soldier Boy frowned, his gaze locked tightly on Ian, his thunderous language System firing instantly.
"Are you trying to f*** me and Homelander, to have a father-son orgy?"
"Holy s***! What kind of ghost things are in your head?" Ian's mouth twitched slightly.
He couldn't help but want to open up Soldier Boy's head to see what kind of weird stuff was in there.
Otherwise, how could this guy come up with something like a father-son orgy?
"Then what secret are you hiding? Why would you tell the truth?" Soldier Boy continued to question.
Ian coughed and said in a deep voice: "In fact, the reason I told the truth is entirely because there is another truth waiting for you, Benjamin."
As he spoke, Ian nodded slightly and clapped his hands, making a crisp sound.
Clap!!
"Quinn, come in!"
As his voice fell, one after another, huge green vines grew rapidly from outside and then burrowed into the room.
The tips of the snake-like green vines lifted slightly, and a man was standing on top of them.
He looked seventy percent similar to Soldier Boy, but his temperament was more sinister.
At this moment, Quinn swept his gaze over everyone present and revealed a cold smile.
"Everyone, you are now surrounded by the two of us."
"The balance of power has shifted!"
Chapter 83: I Have No Choice But to [Censored] You
When he saw the face of Quinn, which looked so much like his own, Soldier Boy was completely stunned.
"Holy shit! Quinn... how can it be you? Weren't you back then..."
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"'Weren't you already turned into a mute, paralyzed vegetable during that experiment?' Right? My foolish little brother, Benjamin."
Quinn stood atop the vines, looking down coldly at Soldier Boy below.
As well as Gunpowder, Private Angel, Torpedo, and the other Superhuman team members behind him.
These teammates, and the glory that Soldier Boy had usurped, should have been his in the first place!
After all.
He, Quinn, was the eldest son of the family, a true hero who had gone to the battlefield, won military merits, and was crowned with glory!
And all that glorious honor was snatched away by his younger brother, Benjamin, during that experiment!
Thinking of this, the hatred in Quinn's heart grew deeper and deeper.
He, a hero who went through life and death on the battlefield and achieved illustrious military exploits,
had turned into a vegetable after Dr. Vought's experiment.
Unable to move, unable to speak, he could only survive by coexisting with plants.
Meanwhile, his younger brother, Benjamin, a complete coward, was a pro at drinking, gambling, and whoring, who had even been expelled from school and was a meth-smoking scumbag!
He knelt on the ground, begging their father's friend, to participate in Dr. Vought's experiment.
When he learned that the experiment could be fatal, he cried like a baby out of fear, a total wimp among wimps.
Yet, such a wimp, a complete coward, actually survived the experiment, became the most powerful Superhuman in the World, and was packaged into a superhero!
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The true hero became a paralyzed vegetable, while the cowardly scumbag became the hero.
What an incredibly ironic thing!
Such a stark contrast caused Quinn's hatred for his brother to brew in his heart for decades.
And now, he could finally pour out his hatred!
"Benjamin, during these past decades, you wore my glory and medals, accepted the flowers and applause of the outside World, and became the widely praised Soldier Boy."
Quinn said with an expressionless face and cold eyes.
"I thought you would come to Harmony Fort to see me, but you never came even once, leaving me, your elder brother, all alone in Harmony Fort."
"On how many nights did I think of our father, and of you, my cowardly brother, yet you never came to see me even once. Is this how a younger brother treats his elder brother?"
Feeling Quinn's angry gaze, Soldier Boy stood in place and fell silent.
Seeing this, the way Torpedo, Gunpowder, and Private Angel looked at Soldier Boy gradually grew complicated.
Among the few of them, only Soldier Boy had never actually been in the military. So, at times, they did admire him to some extent.
But the problem was...
They never expected that this guy, Soldier Boy, had actually stolen his own brother's glory.
For a soldier, this was something absolutely intolerable!
"Alright, since Quinn is here too, I might as well reveal the truth."
Ian swept his gaze across everyone present, coughed, and spoke.
"Soldier Boy, I am actually your Grandpa. Yes, your father's father. I am also Homelander's great-Grandpa, and Ryan's great-great-Grandpa."
Soldier Boy:???
Homelander:???
Ryan:???
Hearing this, everyone present froze in place.
"Fuck! How is that possible? My Grandpa went missing back in 1899, when my father was only seventeen!"
Soldier Boy instinctively disbelieved Ian's words; after all, this was simply too ridiculous.
His grandfather wasn't a Superhuman; he had gone missing long ago, and not even his bones remained.
How could he still appear here, [censored] his woman, and even seize Vought?
Thinking of this, Soldier Boy raised his head, carefully examined Ian in front of him, and then looked at his own reflection in the mirror opposite.
One was a purebred, show-grade white man, and the other was an Asian man.
How could this guy possibly be his grandfather?
The corners of Soldier Boy's mouth twitched frantically.
"Holy shit! What the fuck are you talking about? Is it fun to humiliate people like this?"
Homelander, who was being held down nearby, was also dumbfounded. Ian wasn't his father, but his great-grandfather?
No wonder Ian was so powerful; it turned out he was his great-grandfather...
"Quinn can testify for you." Ian raised his chin, gesturing for Quinn to step forward.
"That's right, Benjamin." Quinn nodded, a proud expression appearing on his face. "His Majesty, the Emperor, is indeed our grandfather."
"No... that's impossible!"
Soldier Boy still found it hard to accept such mind-blowing news.
"Quinn, he looks even younger than me. How could he possibly be our grandfather?"
"And... there was no compound v back then. How could he, an Asian, come to America, and how could he be in Philadelphia..."
Soldier Boy tried to convince his brother Quinn.
After all,
this matter was simply too fucking shocking.
He felt that Quinn must have been brainwashed by that Ian. Otherwise, how could he believe that an Asian man was their grandfather?
However,
facing Soldier Boy's doubts, Ian directly cut him off.
"Because I am a Mutant," he said expressionlessly. "The only Mutant in this World."
"Humans obtain Superpowers due to potential X-Genemutations, thereby becoming Mutants who stand above ordinary humans."
"And this is also why I am more powerful than all of you Superhumans combined."
"Mutant?" Soldier Boy's brow furrowed even deeper.
Did such people really exist in this World?
"Shit! Don't listen to him, Benjamin!"
Seeing the doubt on Soldier Boy's face as he seemed to ponder the truth of Ian's words, Clara quickly shouted in warning.
"Don't you see that there's no basis for anything he says? Everything he said is a lie!"
A trace of anxiety appeared on Clara's beautiful face.
"Before Dr. Vought created compound v, there were absolutely no Superhumans in this World, let alone any Mutants!"
"So everything he said is..."
Before Clara could finish, Ian instantly activated his Super Senses, and the entire World slowed down in his eyes.
Then,
with a terrifying speed boosted fourfold, he suddenly broke the sound barrier, turning into an afterimage as he rushed toward Clara.
Terrifying!
A great terror!
All the hairs on Clara's body stood on end as she sensed the danger instantly.
Her blue eyes suddenly narrowed, and her entire body was filled with purple plasma currents, intending to release her lightning at full power.
But unfortunately, facing Ian, her power was simply too minuscule!
In the blink of an eye, Ian's large hand tightly gripped her snow-white neck, lifting Clara high into the air.
"Let me go! You damn bastard, let me go!!"
Clara hovered in mid-air, struggling constantly to break free from Ian's grip, but his hand was like an iron vise, completely unmoving.
Even though she released electrical currents from her entire body, it was completely useless.
After all,
no matter how much electricity she released, it would be absorbed by Ian's Energy Absorption, absorbing 50% of the energy to strengthen himself.
"Clara, I've given you several chances, but I didn't expect you to still be like this. A leopard really can't change its spots."
Ian furrowed his brows. Looking at the struggling Clara in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up into a cruel expression.
"In that case..."
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"I have no choice but to deal with you."
Chapter 84: Does Private Angel's virginity automatically regenerate?
"Not good! Everyone, attack together!!"
Seeing Clara being grabbed by the neck with one hand by Ian and lifted up.
Torpedo, Private Angel, Gunpowder, and other elderly Superhumans exchanged glances, then swarmed forward, intending to save Clara and take down Ian.
"A bunch of rabble. Not strong enough. Relying on numbers alone is completely useless!"
Facing these allied Superhumans, Quinn just sneered, then swept one hand over his head and swung it violently.
Following his movement, countless thick green vines behind him instantly swept across the ceiling, like giant pythons, diving down.
Under the influence of compound vi, Quinn not only recovered his physical functions but his Superpowers were also enhanced.
Previously, he could only control plants to disperse various spores or toxins in the air.
But now, just like Poison Ivy in the neighboring DC, he could manipulate any plant at will, and even harden plants!
Facing the charging allied Superhumans, Quinn was enough to hold back most of them just by relying on his plants!
Torpedo slammed a fist fiercely onto a vine. Terrifying power erupted, blasting the air, like a cannonball, and the vine shattered with a bang.
Then he turned his head to look at Gunpowder next to him, and saw that Homelander and Ryan had already been saved by Quinn and were fighting Gunpowder together with the plants.
Soldier Boy was confronting his brother Quinn, the two brothers fighting passionately, trading blow for blow.
Private Angel seized the opportunity, using a super-mode hand blade to directly cut the vine, looked up at Ian, and stepped hard.
Boom!!
The immense power belonging to a first-generation Superhuman erupted instantly, the ground was directly stomped to pieces, cracking like a spider web.
Following that, Private Angel leaped up, delivering a flying kick fiercely towards Ian who was floating in mid-air.
As a first-generation Superhuman, although Private Angel's strength was not as exaggerated as Soldier Boy's and Gunpowder's, and his ability was only a supportive healing type.
But he came from a medical background, and his own combat techniques and physical fitness were not weak at all.
He believed his sneak attack would definitely catch that Ianoff guard and make him suffer a big loss.
However.
Facing Private Angel's sneak attack, Ian had long been prepared.
Under four-fold amplified perception, every move of the opponent was completely within Ian's grasp.
He saw his right hand suddenly reach out, precisely grabbing the smooth calf of the opponent wrapped in black silk.
Feeling the smooth touch of Private Angel's calf, Ian turned his head and saw the deep abyss of the opponent.
And after Private Angel felt Ian's gaze, his expression changed instantly.
He hurriedly changed his posture, wanting to kick Ian's head with his other leg to break free from the restraint.
However.
Ian directly gripped his ankle, his powerful willpower controlling the Bio-electricity in his chest, instantly starting to circulate.
Bio-electricity rotation!
Electrocute for me!!
Zzzzzz!!
Almost in an instant, the small current in Ian's body flowed like a warm current, rushing fiercely into Private Angel's body.
The unexpected electric shock made Private Angel's delicate body tremble, and he couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Oh~ yes~"
Within this charming voice, mixed with a bit of temptation and allure, it was seductive to Ian's bones.
It almost made Ian feel his whole body tingle, floating like an immortal.
"Hiss!"
Hearing Private Angel's incredibly seductive moan, Iancouldn't help but gasp, and he couldn't hold himself together.
"This Private Angel's voice is actually so seductive, is he a good girl?"
And... if Ian remembered correctly, Private Angel's ability seemed to be self-healing, as well as healing others.
If that was the case, then Private Angel's virginity... would it automatically regenerate every day?
The Superhumans inside Vought Tower were erupting in fierce battle.
And in the outside world, the entire America was in chaos.
After Vought CEO Ian appeared at the White House, the reporters' broadcast recordings, as well as President Conrad's and other congressmen's connections to the outside world, were all disconnected.
Countless people were guessing what exactly happened at the White House.
After all.
A CEO of a superhero company suddenly descended on the White House in an arrogant posture, and devastatingly destroyed an entire security team.
This was not a small matter; perhaps the conflict between humans and Superhumans might very well erupt because of this.
America's military commander Skran thought so.
If a large-scale conflict really erupted between Superhumans and humans, then he would definitely dispatch all forces at the first moment to eliminate them.
And now, he was leading a division of troops, moving towards the direction of the White House.
The tank tracks continuously crushed the concrete road, and under the fearful and curious gazes of passersby, this troop finally arrived at the White House.
"What are these troops doing at the White House? Could it be that some Master happened there? Has President Conrad gone crazy?"
Someone asked in a low voice.
"Don't know, but now is a good opportunity for a live stream. Look, my YouTube live room has already reached 100,000!" Another young girl said excitedly.
It had to be said, this was America. Even though there were troops driving tanks to the vicinity of the White House, there would still be people raising their phones and opening live streams.
After all.
This was free America!
Fully armed squad leader Tail held a rifle, leading the squad into the interior of the White House, arriving outside the hall where President Conrad previously held the press conference.
"Must find President Conrad and all the congressmen, Tail."
Military commander Skran's voice came from the headset, filled with majesty.
"For the country of America, the President and all the congressmen are everything. If they die, the entire country will completely collapse."
Skran continued to add.
"Even... will fall into the hands of those Superhumans who possess extraordinary abilities but are ambitious!"
"Yes! Commander!!"
Tail responded in a low voice, raised his hand and waved, signaling the soldiers behind him to rush into the hall ahead.
Bang!!
The door was instantly pushed open, and that soldier with muscles tensed all over, charged in holding his rifle.
But the imagined gunfire did not sound; instead, it was silent.
"Derry! Derry! Please respond if you hear me!!" Tail picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted.
"Captain... this is, Hell!!"
Hearing Derry's roar filled with fear, Tail's heart sank, and he hurriedly led the remaining team members to rush in.
And then...
This group of soldiers saw President Conrad and the congressmen waiting for them.
Of course, they were not alive, but corpses, piled up together, forming a mountain of flesh and bones.
The entire hall was a river of blood, walls were covered in bloodstains, the scene was too horrible to look at.
The air was also filled with an extremely thick bloody smell, torturing the noses of everyone present.
Several soldiers couldn't help but bend over and vomit, and others saw this tragic state like a human Hell, their faces also turning pale one after another.
Tail endured that discomfort, his voice trembling as he said to Commander Skran's side: "Mr. Commander, President Conrad and the other congressmen... they are all dead!"
"Killed by that monster... Vought's CEO Ian!"
Chapter 85: In a place where sunlight cannot reach, you can...
Commander Sklaran, sitting in the armored vehicle, was startled when he heard Captain Tyrell's words.
"Stay right there, don't move. I'm coming over immediately!"
Then, he quickly led his men and rushed into the White House lobby.
Upon entering the lobby, Commander Sklaran and the other Vice Admirals were stunned.
A mountain of people.
It was a mountain of people, piled high with corpses!
They stared fixedly at the small mountain of stacked corpses in the center of the lobby, their faces filled with disbelief.
It was filled with high-ranking U.S. government officials, all powerful figures with immense influence.
And now, they had all become lifeless corpses, lying motionless there.
"Dead... they're all really dead!!"
A white Vice Admiral next to Commander Sklaran turned pale, his voice trembling.
The entire ruling class of the U.S. had died here. He couldn't imagine what the U.S. would become next.
And when Commander Sklaran saw all this, his face was so grim it looked like it could drip water.
As the Commander-in-Chief of the U.S. Army, he had experienced battles big and small.
But no matter what the battle, it was always the U.S. forces who captured the rulers of enemy nations.
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And now, for the first time, he saw that U.S. President Conrad and other congressmen had actually been slaughtered by those damned Superhumans.
These are no longer ordinary Superhumans; we need to hit them with a F***ing heavy punch!!
Thinking this, a chilling killing intent emanated from Commander Sklaran's body. He commanded in a deep voice, "Everyone listen up! Immediately contact all U.S. military bases and launch all missiles towards Vought Tower!!"
Since those Superhumans from Vought are so arrogant, then use iron-blooded methods to destroy the entire Vought International and those damned Superhumans.
If the army and missiles don't work, then use F***ing nuclear weapons!
Under the strike of humanity's most destructive weapon, he refused to believe that Ian couldn't be killed!
"You damned bastard, killing President Conrad and the congressmen, you have chosen death!"
Vought Tower.
Quinn and Homelander were still fighting the original Superhumans. After all, these individuals were agile and highly experienced in combat.
If Ian didn't intervene, they wouldn't be able to defeat Soldier Boy and the others anytime soon.
However, Ian wasn't idle. He was currently holding Claraby the neck with one hand and Private Angel by the ankle with the other.
50% of Clara's continuously emanating lightning was absorbed by him, then converted into his own Bio-electricity, continuously shocking Private Angel next to him.
In an instant, Private Angel's beautiful, fair face gradually turned flushed.
She panted, her voice trembling, "Let... let go of me, do... do you know who we are?"
Private Angel's delicate body trembled, her hands barely grasping Ian's two thighs as she struggled frantically, even trying to hit Ian's lower body.
But unfortunately, with four times the defense and the enhancement of Bio-electricity, what was most vulnerable to others remained indestructible for Ian.
Even though Private Angel attacked his vital spot in the lower body, it was still useless, and instead made Ian even more excited.
Then...
"Private Angel, of course I know you. You were a U.S. medic, participated in World War II, an original Superhuman, with the ability to heal yourself or others."
Ian said, turning Private Angel's body upside down, leaning close to her flushed face, and whispered.
"But what I'm curious about is, since you can heal yourself, is there any injury you can't repair?"
Private Angel:
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Are you being polite?
She originally thought that Vought's new CEO would be someone with strong execution and decision-making abilities.
But when she saw Ian just now, Private Angel realized she was wrong. The other party was a powerful Superhuman, even stronger than the so-called Homelander.
And now, Private Angel's impression of Ian was refreshed again.
This was not only a powerful Superhuman but also a perverted fellow.
However.
This was also a good thing.
After all.
Asking such a question also meant that this Ian was likely a lecher.
And she, Private Angel, having lived for over a hundred years, was most skilled at seducing men and dealing with such lechers.
Since she couldn't break free from his grasp now, it was better to try a different approach and turn his plan against him.
Thinking this, Private Angel couldn't help but lick her red lips, a charming smile appearing on her face, and said seductively, "Since you know my identity, you should know... my healing ability can absolutely help you."
"So please release me quickly, Mr. Ian."
She turned her head to look at the battle situation with Soldier Boy and Torpedo, and seeing that the situation was somewhat unfavorable, her heart sank.
"As long as you let me go, I can do anything for you~"
"Really?" Ian raised an eyebrow.
"Of course."
Private Angel nodded, the flirtation in her eyes intensifying, as if she were infatuated, staring directly at Ian.
Not only that, her eyes gradually became hazy, and she even stuck out her pink tongue to lick her red lips.
"In some places where sunlight cannot reach, you can...
"
"Very well, in that case, why don't you help me prove Goldbach's Conjecture?" Ian said.
Private Angel's eyes instantly cleared, like a student in school, and her gaze towards Ian was filled with confusion.
"What?" she frowned, as if she couldn't believe what she had heard.
Ian, with an expression of "I've seen through everything," shook his head and said with a disappointed look, "Sure enough, you say you can do anything for me, but you can't even prove the simple Goldbach's Conjecture. Alas, women...
Private Angel:
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"
The simple Goldbach's Conjecture?
Could you be any more ridiculous?
This thing has troubled countless mathematicians worldwide for hundreds of years, and you call it simple?
Not only Private Angel, but Clara next to her also found it a bit absurd.
However, before she could speak, Soldier Boy and the others' battle had already ended.
Gunpowder, Torpedo, and the other Superhumans were suppressed by Quinn's vines, Homelander, and The Seven, each pinned to the ground.
However, Hughie and Soldier Boy had escaped.
It was likely that Hughie, who had injected Temp V, gained the ability to teleport, taking the severely injured Soldier Boy, both completely naked, and flashing away.
But even if these two escaped, it wouldn't hinder Ian's subsequent plans.
After all.
Now, no one and nothing in the entire U.S. could stop him.
What Ian had to do next was to have Dr. Vogelbaumoptimize compound vi, inject it into himself, and acquire new abilities.
Then, he would implement his plan to create enough Superhumans, have all Superhumans output energy to him, absorb all of it into his body with maximum Energy Absorption, and break through the confinement of his body's energy capacity.
After that...
He would then single-handedly withstand all of the F***ing U.S. nuclear bombs.
He believed that all of the U.S. nuclear bombs would definitely make his abilities even stronger!