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Chapter 518 The Invincible Homelander Has Fallen

Generally speaking, if Ma Zhaodi were to encounter a superhuman who intended to engage in close combat, he would certainly not be afraid.

The superheroes in this world are all mutated products of Compound V. Apart from those whose superpowers are essentially physical enhancements, most heroes have similar physical strength. They are enhanced to be much stronger than normal people, but not strong enough to make up for all the differences in skills.

The difference in physical attributes is not enough to create a generational gap, but in terms of close combat skills and experience, the gap is even more enormous, because they are essentially superstars who spend far more time on show than in actual combat.

Ma Zhaodi has already fought these types of superheroes twice, once against the Invisible Man and once against Kimiko, and he basically crushed them. By extension, he has an absolute advantage in close combat against most superheroes.

But the Homelanders clearly do not belong to the category of "the vast majority".

Even when facing Queen Maeve, Ma Zhaodi felt that since he possessed intermediate-level physical enhancement, he might be able to put up a fight with his skills. If he took the buffs into account, he could basically guarantee a victory.

But Homelander is really hard to beat. His stats are in a class of their own, the top 0.5 level – he should have been T0, but after Superman came, he had to automatically drop a level.

But if it's about fighting Kryptonians, Ma Zhaodi can at least try to find Kryptonite. Homelander's weakness—no one knows what it is yet—is that he's a completely weaker version of Superman, but very well-rounded, with almost no weaknesses.

"Will you win?"

"Completely sealed off—if there are no preparations whatsoever."

As the Homelanders approached, Ma Zhaodi's hand restlessly slipped into his pocket—a prelude to his impending attack.

boom!
Homelander lunged forward with lightning speed. Even though Ma Zhaodi's physical enhancements included increased nerve reflex speed, it was still not enough for him to dodge the attack with his on-the-spot reaction and speed.

But this time it still didn't work out.

“I thought he was one of the few superheroes with rich combat experience, but he’s still so weak?” Ma Zhaodi laughed. “The intention of the movement and the muscle exertion are so obvious, and the sprint route is so straightforward. If you had just worn a robe, you could have concealed your movements.”

Homelander rushed out more than ten meters and stopped at the other end of the alley. Ma Zhaodi's words made him even angrier. He didn't have the reaction speed of a locomotive, he was just fast enough. The downside of this was that when the body was fast enough, the brain could only go offline.

But generally speaking, no one could really withstand one of his impacts because he was too fast.

So at this moment, his feet left the ground and he hovered in the air—his flight speed could reach two or even three times the speed of sound, much faster than simply running.

“This is your own choice,” he said coldly. “I originally wanted to keep your life and your body intact—but now, you’d better pray you’re lucky enough.”

"Homelanders, no!"

Clark and Maeve's shouts reached their ears. Maeve, pulling Clark along, finally arrived at the alley. But in reality, if Clark had flown over with Maeve, they would have arrived by the time Homelander uttered his first words.

Aside from the Flash family, the common sense that "flying is faster than running" applies to the vast majority of superpowered scenarios.

Homelander sighed inwardly as he saw the two about to enter. These two were too perceptive, actually catching up with him directly—meaning the interrogation would have to be skipped.

They should be silenced immediately.

His eyes immediately turned red.

Upon hearing the arrival of the two, Ma Zhaodi had no choice but to pull his hand out of his pocket—the original battle plan was canceled; lingering here wouldn't kill them, but they would definitely be ganged up on and taken back. "Forget it, let's just retreat. Anyway, we've already achieved our objective."

Once the idea was made up, Ma Zhaodi reached into another pocket—and Homelander's gaze immediately locked onto that spot, where he discovered four oddly shaped mushrooms.

The masked man already had one of them in his hand.

Just as the heat vision was about to shoot out, a terrifying cold wave swept out from the center of Ma Zhaodi towards both sides of the alley, erupting and washing away everything in its path. The bizarrely low temperature instantly turned the three people into ice sculptures—Homelander, Maeve, and Clark.

"What is this?!"

Homelander was horrified. He had never heard of such a scene before. Once again, he experienced being completely controlled and unable to move. This intense unease and sense of power caused his anger and fear to surge simultaneously. He had experienced the feeling of being forcibly put on the operating table too many times in his childhood, and each time it was extremely painful.

Click, click——

The Ice Mushroom's original freezing time was four seconds, but thanks to Ma Zhaodi's specially enhanced cold resistance and physical strength, this time was reduced to zero. Meanwhile, Homelander was forcibly breaking free of the frozen layer with his own body, and his speed was ridiculously fast. In just one second, the ice layer was about to burst open.

"I want you to die!"

He thought to himself.

However, the masked man did not stop. He stretched out a hand, and what came into the eyes of the homelander was a small green blade of grass.

call--

In just a second, the clover took effect. With a strong blast of its puffed-out cheeks, the Homelander, still frozen in the air, felt an irresistible force lift him into the sky, unable to struggle.

At the same time, the ice finally broke open.

As Homelander, now free to move again, struggled against the gale, his body had already soared thousands of meters into the air. He tried his best to fly back against the wind, managing to completely withstand the effects of these regular-shaped plants.

But at that moment, three tiny black dots rose up with the wind, and when they reached Mr. Homeland, he realized that they were three mushrooms—the ones he had just put in Ma Zhaodi's pocket.

The black mushroom has two red spots that look like eyes.

"What the hell is this?!"

boom!
A mushroom cloud rose slowly into the sky, its earth-shattering power interrupting the thoughts of the people of the motherland.

Perhaps fearing that the people of the motherland wouldn't understand deeply enough, the two mushrooms next to them were fried again.

boom! boom!
Three mushroom clouds converged in the sky, and the devastating explosion brought temperatures of tens of millions of degrees and a devastating shockwave. Some citizens on the ground were blown several meters away by the chaotic airflow and it took them a long time to get up.

In the center of the mushroom cloud, a battered figure plummeted straight down from the sky, its body covered in charred marks.

Those were the once invincible people of the motherland.

(End of this chapter)