Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

A tall, gray figure was standing on the corpse of a guardian.

Darkseid.

The monarch of Apokolips, the strongest new god.

He stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching the defeated Green Lantern Corps before him.

"Owner."

Darkseid's right-hand man, Disadad, appeared behind him and knelt on the ground.

"Something has happened to Earth."

"Hmm?" Darkseid didn't turn around, but only made a low nasal sound.

"That Kryptonian was defeated."

"Our army on Earth... was completely wiped out."

Upon hearing this, Darkseid finally turned around.

"completely annihilated?"

"Who is it?"

"He's an Earthling who calls himself 'Homelander'," Disadard said, pulling up a video clip.

It was the scene of Azu carrying Superman's corpse.

"Homelanders..."

Darkseid murmured the name, a slight, cold smile playing on his lips.

"An Earthling who can kill Kryptonians... that's interesting."

"Disad..."

"Yes, my master," Disad replied, bowing.

"Suspend the purge of O'Azhar."

"Assemble the elite forces of darkness."

"Let's go to Earth again."

……

The sky above the metropolis was torn apart by thick smoke and flames.

This is no longer Superman's territory, nor Darkseid's slaughterhouse.

This was a grand, carnival-like purge.

Azu floated in the sky above the metropolis, calmly watching everything that was happening below.

He did not completely eliminate all the Parademons; he deliberately spared some monsters.

For humanity, which has been suppressed for too long, mere victory is not enough; they need blood, they need the tactile sensation of tearing nightmares apart with their own hands to confirm that they are still alive.

On the streets, angry crowds vented their frustrations.

"kill!!"

The veteran, who had lost his left arm, used his remaining right hand to swing a steel bar and plunge it into the head of a demonoid.

The monster's screams were drowned out by the surrounding roars.

"This is for my daughter!"

The woman, her face streaked with tears, held a salvaged energy rifle and frantically pulled the trigger at the mutilated Parademon. Even after the energy was depleted, she continued to mechanically pull the trigger, making empty "click, click" sounds.

Batman stood on the edge of a tall building, watching the horrific scene unfold below.

In the past, he might have stopped this chaotic violence, but now, he just watched in silence.

This is a necessary release.

After the last Parademon was torn to pieces by the people, the entire Metropolis fell into a brief state of confusion.

Then, a deafening roar of cries and cheers erupted.

Azu changed into his brand-new system uniform and slowly landed in front of the control console of the information transmission tower.

Cyborg Victor was already there waiting. He unplugged his interface from the console and nodded to Azu.

"Global connectivity is ready, Homelander. Now, the world is listening to you."

Ah Zu leaned close to the camera and brought the microphone to his mouth.

"Sizzle—"

The sound of electricity rang out.

"Although I really want to say 'Thank you for your hard work,' I feel that's too inadequate."

Azu's voice resonated throughout the world.

Whether it was soldiers still cleaning up the battlefield or children who had just crawled out of air-raid shelters, everyone stopped what they were doing.

"We have shed too much blood, we have lost too many loved ones. But please remember this moment, remember how you feel right now."

"This is not a peace bestowed upon you; it was won with your fists, your teeth, and your indomitable spirit!"

"We won—!!" Azu clenched his fists and let out a high-pitched roar.

"Oh—!!!" A wave of shouts erupted from the metropolis, a desperate cry from the people.

Azu smiled as he enjoyed the one-minute-long sonic experience.

"But, my fellow countrymen, don't think this is the end." Azu's tone began to grow heavy. "Look around us. Cities have become ruins, and civilization has regressed by a century. In the depths of the starry sky, countless greedy eyes are still watching us."

"We won the war, but we lost everything."

"Some might ask, can we go back to the past?"

Azu shook his head.

"No, we can't go back."

"Because in the past, we were weak, divided, and fought each other for the smallest, most pitiful gains."

"It was that division that gave the aliens an opportunity to take advantage of it."

"That tyrant in the red cloak may be dead, but as long as we remain a disorganized mess, the next alien army will still trample us underfoot!"

"Should we continue like this?"

"No!!" came the roar of anger from outside the metropolis.

"Very good, then from today onwards... there will be no more borders on Earth." Azu said solemnly to the camera.

"There will be no more Americans, Russians, Amazons, or Atlanteans."

"In this vast universe, we have only one common name—humanity."

"I hereby declare the Earth Human Federation established at this moment!"

"We will no longer be a disorganized mess."

"We will share resources and technology, and we will build an unprecedented and great civilization from the ruins!"

"Whether it's on land or at sea, Atlantis or Paradise Island."

"We will unite under the same flag!"

Azu's gaze swept across the plaza below. He saw Bruce Wayne's furrowed brow, Mera's thoughtful expression, and the silence of Amazon General Antiope.

But he doesn't care.

It's an inevitable trend.

Under Darkseid's intimidation, no one could refuse the offer.

To refuse is to betray the whole world.

"I, a man of my homeland, assure you."

Ah Zu looked directly into the camera and gave them his most genuine promise.

"As long as I am in this world, nothing can hurt you."

"Long live the Federation of Humanity!!"

After a brief silence.

The metropolis erupted in cheers as loud as a landslide.

"Long live the Federation of Humanity!!"

Long live the Fatherland!!

This wave quickly swept the globe. At that moment, all political divisions and racial hatred seemed insignificant in the face of the fervor for survival and revenge.

Mera gripped her trident tightly, looking at the man on the stage, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Bruce Wayne stood in the shadows, expressionless.

"We may have just seen off a tyrant and welcomed another emperor."

He spoke in a low voice, his tone revealing neither joy nor sorrow.

"At least this emperor is on our side."

Barry Allen sat on the floor, chewing on a can of luncheon meat that he had somehow found.

"Besides, to be honest, Bruce... I don't think there's anything wrong with it. The world is in such a mess that it definitely needs someone to do something about it."

Bruce declined to comment, but silently lowered his gun.

As the speech ended, the long-awaited system notification finally rang in his mind.

"Notification! In the process of calculating the popularity scores for Earth-1 and Earth-199999..."