Angelina's pupils slowly widened. Just now, even when she strained her eyesight to the limit, all she had seen was a single afterimage when Alex burst forward at extreme speed.
She could not see his movements at all.
'Master is so fast!'
Angelina's breathing grew heavy. She thought she already understood how powerful Homelander was, but only now did she realize that what she had seen before was just the tip of the iceberg.
Looking at the fallen Glutton as well, "Midnight Clown" Brad was in a completely different mood.
'It's over!'
'Without the Glutton's "interdimensional projection" to hold him back, Homelander's energy beams will kill me.'
'No, calm down.'
'Brad, it's not time to despair yet.'
'I can use "substitution" and "illusions" to get rid of Homelander.'
With that thought, Brad took off running. He was not good at speed, though, and at best he was only a little faster than an ordinary person.
Alex glanced at the clown sprinting away and waved his hand.
"Angelina, leave here. As fast as you can."
After saying that, without looking at the result, he shot up into the air. Then his eyes quickly lit up with golden light, like the midday sun, bright and blazing. As the capillaries around Alex's eyes were illuminated, the temperature in the air rose sharply.
The swelling heat made the air itself roar, releasing a thunderous sound.
Brad, running for his life, was terrified. He felt as if a volcano was about to erupt right behind him. The clown only glanced back once, and it felt as if countless silver needles stabbed into his eyes. The pain blurred his vision instantly, and tears streamed out.
He knew it was because the energy Homelander was gathering behind him was too powerful, the heat it radiated too scorching. Even he, a superhuman, could not withstand it, which was why his eyes hurt and tears poured out.
Brad let out a shout, and seven-colored light surged in his eyes. Immediately, one illusion after another appeared across the ground.
The clown created illusions.
Countless figures, one clown after another, sprinted in all directions, trying to make it impossible for Alex to lock onto his true body.
"Heh! Idiot."
The corner of Alex's mouth lifted. He no longer suppressed the energy, letting the scorching and violent power in his eyes erupt like a volcano.
BOOM!
The enormous sound caught the attention of Colonel Yuri and the others in the distance.
They looked up and saw a brilliant golden pillar of light descend from midair. That pillar of light poured down like a waterfall.
It radiated astonishing heat, carrying a momentum that burned everything. The instant it touched the ground, it kicked up towering waves of fire.
Like a tsunami, the firestorm spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, everything turned to ash.
It skipped the process of burning entirely and went straight to the result.
The many figures Brad had summoned vanished in great waves within the firestorm. When the searing flames and the shockwave caught up to him, Brad cried out in despair, "NOOOO!"
The flames and shockwave swept past him.
The body of "Midnight Clown" instantly turned into charcoal, then from head to toe shattered piece by piece and exploded with a loud bang.
That sea of fire swept across the entire town and even spread to the highway outside the town, finally stopping just before crashing into the army and Starlight and the other superhumans.
Looking ahead, the land was pitch black, devastated beyond recognition.
Starlight swayed and collapsed onto the ground, then cried out and jumped back up.
The ground at this moment was like a red-hot iron plate. Even she, a superhuman, could not endure it, let alone the soldiers, who were in far worse shape.
They dared not stay. Only after retreating two kilometers did they dare to stop.
Up in the sky, Alex let out a soft, "Eh?"
"The event isn't finished yet?"
"Mm! Although Brad and his circus are finished."
"Those night servants haven't been cleared out yet."
He scanned the surroundings and quickly spotted a dense, black mass of people.
Night servants.
After rushing out of the town, those things had already followed the highway, heading toward the distant city, toward New York.
Aside from that group, there were also some night servants scattered in small numbers, running off in other directions.
Alex did not bother with those stragglers. He only cared about the group heading for New York.
He rose into the air, made a slight adjustment, and then howled away.
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At this time, on the interstate highway leading to New York, because of threats received from "Midnight Clown," the Department of Security had long since set up barricades and checkpoints here.
Beside a tank, several soldiers were hiding in the shade on the side of the vehicle.
"Does anyone know what's going on in Sylvester Town right now?"
"No idea. Even if something happened, the higher-ups wouldn't tell us."
"That's true. We're just grunts, after all."
At this moment, a soldier standing on the tank let out an "Eh," then said, "Something's happening."
As soon as his words fell, the broadcast sounded.
"Just received notification from Colonel Yuri. The situation in Sylvester Town is out of control. Mutated residents are heading this way!"
"These residents are extremely dangerous. They possess strong aggression and physiques far beyond ordinary people."
"When engaging them, try to shoot their heads. That is the only way to stop them!"
Hearing the broadcast repeat, a soldier who had been secretly smoking dropped his cigarette to the ground.
"Holy shit!"
"Holy shit!"
The soldier on the tank shouted, "They're here! They're here!"
At once, soldiers climbed onto the tank and grabbed binoculars to look ahead.
On the highway, they saw one pitch-black figure after another. Those black figures were all sprinting at astonishing speed.
No matter men or women, young or old, red light shot from their eyes. They looked like humanoid beasts.
There were a huge number of them, at least close to two thousand!
"You've got to be kidding me!"
Putting down the binoculars, the soldier glanced at the barricade. They were just a company, barely over a hundred people.
How were they supposed to stop these mutated monsters?
As that black flood drew closer and closer, some soldiers had already started praying. Others pulled photos of their beloved girls from their hats and kissed them.
But just then, the soldiers heard a thunderous boom from the sky. A blue figure fell from above like a meteor, slamming into the highway ahead and making the ground shake.
"Homelander."
"It's Homelander!"
"We're saved!"
When they clearly saw that blue figure, the soldiers all cheered. Some even threw their hats into the air.
But soon someone voiced doubt.
"Can Homelander handle so many mutated monsters?"
At once, the cheering died down.
Yeah, that was two thousand monsters. Homelander was just one person. Could he really deal with them? The soldiers' confidence wavered again.
At this moment, they saw Homelander rise into the air and face those monsters head-on.
Then his eyes lit up.
The next second, two golden beams blasted out, sweeping straight down the highway.
Wherever the beams cut through the mutants, a row of them fell. Along the path carved by the beams, scorching flames erupted all the way.
In an instant, a stretch of blazing ground more than a kilometer long appeared on the interstate highway.
Within this strip of fire, those mutants that had not been directly cut by the beams were ignited by the flames, turning into blazing fireballs, living torches.
Then, in flames nearing a thousand degrees, they melted, fell, and died.
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