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"Aaaaaah----!!!"
Lorelei finally broke down.
These words were a critical hit + true damage + defense break.
She had never suffered such a great humiliation.
For thousands of years, which man didn't fall head over heels when they saw her?
Now, this mortal actually called her an "old auntie"?
"I'm going to kill you!!"
"I'm going to cut off your tongue!!"
Lorelei screamed, reaching out into the void.
An Asgardian longsword radiating a cold light appeared in her hand.
Lorelei charged forward like a madwoman, the tip of the sword pointing straight at Homelander's throat.
"Watch out!!" Wanda cried out in alarm.
However, Homelander didn't even move a step.
The moment the sword tip neared him,
He extended an index finger.
"Clang—!"
A crisp, pleasant metallic vibration.
Homelander's index fingernail flicked the spine of the sword nonchalantly.
Immense power was transmitted instantly.
Lorelei only felt an irresistible force surge through the hilt. The longsword flew out of her hand, spinning dozens of times in the air, and finally, with a thud, it embedded itself deep into the ceiling, leaving only the hilt vibrating.
She was also knocked back several steps by the force, falling onto her butt on the ground, looking extremely disheveled.
"Is this the extent of your strength?"
Homelander waved his hand toward the "Revengers" behind him.
"Ladies."
"She's yours."
"Let her know that Earth's women... are not to be trifled with."
"Especially Miss Foster and Miss Potts, I think you have a lot to talk about with this 'current girlfriend'."
Hearing this, Jane couldn't hold back anymore. She stepped forward gripping her hammer, a dangerous smile on her face.
Although Pepper didn't have superpowers, she put on a gauntlet capable of firing pulse cannons—something Tony gave her for self-defense.
Looking at the group of aggressive women surrounding her, Lorelei finally felt fear.
"You... what are you going to do?"
"Don't come any closer! I am from Asgard..."
"It's Asgardians we're hitting!" Jane Foster swung her hammer... "Shabby, come with me."
Homelander ignored the screams behind him, waved at the air, and walked towards the corridor leading to the inner bedroom.
"Huh? Now?"
Shabby was watching with great interest; this was a rare scene of female superheroes tearing into a mistress.
"Stop watching, that's a women's war." Homelander didn't look back. "We need to deal with some of men's 'leftover issues'."
Shabby followed him, completely confused.
The two crossed the corridor and arrived at Tony Stark's luxuriously decorated master bedroom.
The door wasn't locked.
Homelander pushed the door open.
A blast of stale air, mixed with a certain indescribable scent, hit them.
"Blegh..." Shabby pinched his nose. "This smell..."
The room was a mess.
Expensive silk sheets were torn into strips, and pillow feathers were scattered all over the floor.
And on that large circular bed,
Pietro Maximoff was sprawled out there, limp.
Stark naked.
Like a dead fish that had been baked in the sun for three days.
On the carpet by the bed, an empty syringe lay quietly.
It was T-VEX.
"Good lord..."
Homelander walked over, kicked the empty syringe, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
"This kid actually developed a new use for T-VEX?"
"What is this? Using T-VEX as Viagra? Or a super-enhanced version?"
"That's going way too hard."
Shabby was also dumbfounded. Looking at Pietro's exhausted state, he couldn't help but comment:
"Is this the real Quicksilver? He certainly lives up to the name."
"But looking at this setup... could that Enchantress handle it?"
"Never mind if the Enchantress could handle it, this kid almost played himself to death."
Homelander reached out his foot and kicked Pietro's calf.
"Hey, wake up. It's daylight."
No reaction.
"Pietro! Wanda is here!"
Those words were like a magic spell.
Pietro, who was still rolling his eyes back, suddenly shuddered.
"Wanda?! Where?!"
He snapped his eyes open and tried to sit up.
But extreme exhaustion made his head fall heavily back onto the pillow just after he raised it.
"Ugh..."
Pietro groaned, his eyes gradually coming into focus.
He saw Homelander standing by the bed with a half-smile on his face.
Then, he felt the chill on his body.
He looked down.
"AHHHHH!!!!"
A piercing scream echoed through the bedroom.
Pietro tried his best to reach out and grab a scrap of cloth, attempting to cover his vital parts.
Shame.
Endless shame.
This intense feeling of social death actually miraculously broke through the charm spell Lorelei had left in his mind.
His reason returned instantly.
"Boss...?!"
Pietro looked at Homelander, his face full of despair.
"You... why are you here?"
"I'm here to save you." Homelander crossed his arms, watching him leisurely. "What? Did I interrupt your good time?"
"No! No!"
Pietro wished he could just die.
Memories flooded back.
He remembered kneeling before that woman, calling her Queen.
He remembered acting like a dog to please her, even injecting himself with T-VEX just to... "Oh God..."
Pietro covered his face with his hands, curling into a ball in pain.
"Just kill me... please, Boss, put me out of my misery."
"Where's Wanda? She didn't see, right? Tell me she didn't see!"
"Don't worry, she's fighting downstairs," Homelander comforted. "She hasn't come up yet."
Pietro let out a long sigh of relief.
"That's good... that's good..."
He looked up at Homelander with a pleading gaze.
"Boss... this matter... only you know, right?"
"Please, this is a secret we're taking to our graves, right?"
"Don't worry, my lips are sealed."
Homelander nodded seriously.
"But..."
Homelander pointed at the empty air beside him.
"...Shabby is here too."
The air froze for three seconds.
Pietro stiffly turned his head toward the empty air.
"Hi, Pietro."
Shabby's mischievous voice came from the air.
"I have to say, your size... well, it's okay. A bit more... spectacular than I imagined."
"But compared to the 'giant cannon' you bragged about, there seems to be a long way to go."
"Shabby..."
Pietro's face went from red to white, then white to green.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and turned to Homelander, his tone grim.
"Boss."
"I think... we can kill Shabby to silence him."
"Nobody can see him anyway, it'll be easy to make him disappear."
"Hey!!!"
Shabby bristled, his voice cracking.
"Pietro, you ungrateful bastard!!"
"You sold me out right at the start of the mission?! And now you want to kill me?!"
"Let's see which one of us kills the other!"