On the other side, Annie's eyes burst with dazzling golden light. The entire room's electrical current fluctuated unstably, and immense energy continuously poured into her body.
Even more, the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows was continuously absorbed by her.
If Vought International had an energy detection machine, it would be easy to discover that Annie's current energy intensity had already doubled.
Compared to Annie two days ago, her energy intensity had increased by more than a thousandfold. Once this power erupted, it could level an entire street in a short amount of time.
However, these Supes didn't know what this meant. They only needed to charge.
Annie, however, had more to consider. She had to control that terrifying energy, compressing it within a certain range. In this confined space, she didn't even dare to use energy attacks. She could only use her body, enhanced by over a thousandfold, as a weapon.
Using the most primitive method—her fists—she dealt with these Superheroes one by one.
"Starlight, your opponent is me!"
Blindspot, the Black Noir substitute, the Daredevil in a black robe, who was crippled by Homelander's double ear clap in the original work, wielded a staff like a martial arts master, blocking in front of him.
"Come on, let me see how powerful you, who harmed Homelander, truly are!"
Blindspot's idol was Homelander. As an experimental subject born at the same time as Annie, despite being born blind, he was confident that he was not inferior to anyone.
Especially his radar-like ears, which he was proud of, allowed him to deliver heavy blows to enemies in any harsh situation.
Annie glanced at him and said coldly, "Have you ever seen light?"
"Light? I don't need it. I have super hearing. Eyesight is meaningless." Blindspot paused, then braced himself.
"Then it's a pity. You'll never imagine how fast light is."
Annie snapped her fingers, and a beam of light erupted. In less than a ten-thousandth of a second, Blindspot was pierced through the chest by the light beam and fell straight down.
Annie looked indifferently at his corpse, then continued to judge these bastards.
Everyone present was guilty!
The rubber-powered individual who was a priest and liked little boys and men, the clone who liked to bite himself, the Love Sausage who liked to wrap his dick around necks...
Every single one of them deserved to die!
Annie killed without any guilt.
Shockwave, one of the temporary The Seven and A-Train's substitute, could surpass the speed of sound, allowing him to deliver judgment to enemies in an instant. In the past, he only feared A-Train and was invincible against everyone else.
But today, he met Kimiko.
Shockwave was several times faster than sound, running through the crowd to Kimiko's side.
He had observed carefully: Kimiko's abilities were the most ordinary, her overall strength the weakest, making her a perfect soft target.
As long as he was careful enough, he could easily eliminate her.
In fact, his idea was very accurate. At least Kimiko hadn't noticed his movements.
However, just as Shockwave approached again, Kimiko's powerful beast-like intuition sensed someone behind her, and she quickly turned around, her hands reflexively grabbing Shockwave's head and twisting it.
Shockwave's head rotated 180 degrees. His eyes were bewildered, a smile still lingering on his lips, and he died painlessly.
Kimiko casually tossed him aside as if nothing had happened. Her practiced neck-twisting motion and her cold, unruffled gaze made her seem like an efficient killing machine, sending shivers down one's spine.
She was a human beast!
Only in front of Aaron would she show her purest, kindest, and most adorable smile.
Sometimes, it made people wonder if she had a mental illness. Her demeanor in combat and out of combat was completely different, seamlessly switching, which was extremely eerie.
Soon, this massive Supes team was left with less than ten people.
Among them were the terrified Crimson Countess and Stormfront.
No one dared to make a move anymore. Looking at the headless corpses everywhere, they, who were always arrogant, felt like they were in hell.
"Hurry and deal with them. Edgar is already preparing to run."
Annie withdrew her gaze from the rooftop, her hands intertwined with golden light, preparing to blast all these guys to smithereens once and for all.
"The battle isn't over yet. Vought International's true trump card has arrived."
Aaron, witnessing all this, shook his head and looked in the direction they came from.
Everyone looked back.
Before long, a group of cannon fodder military personnel in security uniforms arrived.
Although they held various firearms, they were undoubtedly like burning sticks to Annie and the others. They had dealt with hundreds, if not thousands, of similar cannon fodder along the way.
But this group of armed forces was not ordinary. They uniformly took out syringes from their combat packs and injected them into their wrists.
"What is this?" Firecracker was stunned.
Aaron explained, "This is a temporary Compound V. It can grant a person random superpowers for 24 hours, but the more it's used, the greater the burden on the body. After a few uses, one will develop cancer and die."
Aaron thought of Hughie and Billy after they took the drug.
The former gained the ability to teleport, but couldn't teleport his clothes.
The latter gained almost the same abilities as Homelander, who had cuckolded him, except he couldn't fly.
Another wave of experimental consumables!
Aaron didn't stop them, devouring them after they took the drug would yield better results. Temporary could also become permanent.
To be fair, while the average power level in the Boys universe wasn't great, Compound V was a very special black technology.
Vought International, even in Marvel, would definitely be a significant villain. They divided Compound V into permanent and temporary types.
The permanent Compound V could grant ordinary people permanent superpowers. The earlier it was injected, the better. If injected during infancy, the superpowers would be more stable.
Continuous injection of Compound V could also accelerate the body's recovery speed and further enhance superpowers in a short time.
People like Kimiko and her brother, who were injected with permanent Compound V after adulthood, had to bear certain risks, and their powers were less stable.
Temporary Compound V could only stably grant ordinary people superpowers for 24 hours.
Its flaws were also obvious: it placed an extreme burden on the human body, and multiple injections would lead to incurable death.
Compared to the Super Soldier Serum, Centipede Virus, and Extremis in Marvel, Compound V's stability was many times higher.
Of course, Compound V's biggest drawback was undoubtedly the randomness of its superpowers, with a vast difference between the upper and lower limits. But it was precisely this randomness that gave Compound V immense potential.
If Hydra could obtain Compound V, combined with their brainwashing techniques, they could easily rule Earth.
Aaron valued Compound V's randomness. As long as the base number was large enough, there would definitely be lucky individuals who would gain incredibly bizarre abilities.
Aaron didn't care how powerful the ability was—he valued the potential. His Infinite Evolution could continuously improve and strengthen that ability.
Moreover, the Primordial Furnace absorbed the characteristics of this ability.
Combined with Indestructible Body, his improvement would be terrifying.
He would likely only visit this universe once, and since he was leaving anyway, he might as well take everything.
Originally, Firecracker and the others didn't want these people to finish injecting, but Aaron stopped them. After these cannon fodder awakened their superpowers, he then nodded and said, "Alright, let's finish this quickly."
As soon as he spoke, Queen Maeve transformed into a missile and plunged into the crowd.
A few figures among the cannon fodder flickered to other positions, but most couldn't dodge in time and were smashed by Queen Maeve's palm.
Blood and gore, white and red, rained down like droplets.
This was also a characteristic of The Boys' worldview: bloody and brutal, with absolutely no censorship.
In the real world, countless screams would have erupted at this moment. But here, everyone was accustomed to it.
Because this was the nature of this world. The "Superheroes" had done no less of these things.
They disregarded life, as if they were no longer the same species as ordinary people, creating a "reproductive isolation" psychologically.
However, when these things happened to them, it was a different story.
Whether it was Crimson Countess, who had participated in the Vietnam War, or Stormfront, a white supremacist and Nazi descendant, they were not good people to begin with, and countless innocents had died by their hands. Yet, at this moment, they trembled all over.
An invisible fear crept into their hearts. For the first time, they realized how close death was to them.
When this temporary Compound V security team arrived, they thought they were saved. But now, watching Annie and Firecracker slaughter these security personnel like ants as usual, their current despair was as great as their earlier hope.
"No, please, don't kill me. I surrender. I actually don't want to oppose you. This is all Edgar forcing me to come. I just want freedom and music, I just want to sing well."
"Please, if you spare me, I'll agree to anything. I'm willing to do anything for you."
Crimson Countess knelt on the ground.
Next to her, Stormfront also lacked her usual arrogance. She deeply hid her inner brutality and madness.
Flexibly using her century of acting experience, she disguised herself as an innocent girl, combining a look of adoration with a syrupy voice, saying, "Great Aaron, Your Excellency, your power is so vast. You should be the Lord of the world and enjoy the worship of all beings."
"All the glory in this world rightfully belongs to you and your descendants."
"I am willing to follow you, assist you, and make the ignorant masses and the whole world prostrate themselves before you."
Although Aaron had never made a move, the sudden increase in strength of Firecracker and Annie by hundreds or thousands of times was undeniable. Without a doubt, this was all Aaron's doing.
If even Firecracker and the others were so powerful, then what about Aaron himself? Perhaps he was the uncrowned king of the Superheroes.
Stormfront's ideas changed.
She originally thought the best candidate was Homelander, but after Homelander's death, Soldier Boy became the first choice.
Now she realized that Homelander and Soldier Boy were all ants, only Aaron was the most suitable candidate in her heart.
As long as Aaron and she combined to give birth to more descendants with great potential, it would be an invincible army of Superheroes. They would become the masters of this world and rule the entire Universe.
Crimson Countess next to her cried even louder, "I can too! Even if I have to be a bitch, I'm willing! Woof woof woof!"
Stormfront felt extreme hatred in her heart. She gritted her teeth and said, "Master, I can be your waking slave, your golden basin, serving you anytime, anywhere."
Crimson Countess immediately slumped to the ground, melting into a puddle. "I can too! I can even eat and drink urine!"
Enough! Are you seriously going to compete even with this?! Compete with your mother's!
If the timing wasn't wrong, Stormfront really wanted to press the other woman to death.
But Aaron was not interested in any of this. He waved his hand, and under Stormfront's despairing gaze, he grabbed both her and Crimson Countess and devoured them.
Women? He had plenty.
He liked women, but not those who caused too much trouble.
Stormfront was too cunning, he didn't like her. Moreover, she was too dirty, both in body and soul.
As for Crimson Countess...
As long as she existed, he felt uncomfortable.
After all, Wanda was also his.
And this woman wasn't a good person either, there were very few truly good people in the Boys universe.
Then Aaron devoured all the bodies of the Supes and temporary power users gathered by Vought International.
Just then, Soldier Boy climbed to the top floor again. His face was filled with rage, a golden light flashing in his chest.
That was his new ability, evolved after being captured and experimented on by the Soviets, devouring numerous biochemical materials. It could generate a violent explosion and erase everyone's superpowers. If hit at close range, even Homelander would die from losing his abilities.
"You are strong, but I am the strongest!"
"All of you, die!"
Soldier Boy roared loudly.
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