Black Robe: Gender Swap, I Have a Small Panel

"Buddy, did you think finding your dad would make things any different?"

Faced with the Homelander's twisted appearance in Season 5 and its unwilling resistance, Justice Homelander's face was full of disdain, and his eyes even carried a hint of mockery.

In his eyes, this twisted and cowardly counterpart in front of him, even if he joined forces with the awakened soldier boy, would not be a match for him at all.

He didn't even have the intention to make a serious move. Even if he stood still and didn't dodge or evade, allowing the soldier boy to launch a full-scale attack, the opponent's proud chest cannon could at most only slightly shake and weaken him, and could not seriously injure him in the slightest.

This is not blind arrogance from the people of the righteous motherland, but rather the absolute confidence and self-assurance that comes with a higher level of understanding and status.

In the path of cultivation and transcendence, the difference of even one level is like an insurmountable chasm that stretches across the heavens and earth.

With each advancement in rank, one's physique, energy, self-healing, and combat power experience a qualitative leap. This tangible numerical difference is enough to instill a profound sense of despair. (The panel stats are not simply a matter of numbers stacked together, but rather a dramatic, curve-like increase.)

There are countless extraordinary individuals in the world. Apart from a very few geniuses with heaven-defying talent who can break the rules, almost no ordinary strong person can fight against opponents of higher levels.

The fellow countryman standing before him was clearly not some kind of prodigy.

To put it bluntly, whether it's the in-depth development of his own superpowers, the honing of his combat skills, or the experience of fighting to the death, he is at the very bottom level.

Despite possessing superpowers, he was completely unable to unleash their true power.

Faced with this all-around enhanced Homelander, all of the opponent's struggles and counterattacks were doomed from the start to have no chance of success; they were nothing but futile and pointless resistance.

Seeing his counterpart cowering behind the soldier boy like a wronged giant baby seeking protection, a strong sense of superiority welled up in the heart of the righteous patriot.

I am stronger than him, my physique indestructible; I am smarter than him, my mind calm and meticulous; I am more outstanding than him, handling everything with ease. I am the most perfect and outstanding citizen of my motherland among millions of my peers!

I'm better!

……

The other party's dismissive attitude infuriated the distorted patriot.

"Father, act immediately!"

The twisted homelander gritted his teeth and urged in a low voice.

The soldier boy on the other side had no desire to get involved in Homelander's messy entanglement and just wanted to stay away from these two "freaks".

However, since the two had already reached a cooperation agreement, the soldier boy, who always kept his promises, had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the challenge.

His face darkened, and a blinding orange-red halo began to emanate from his chest. Terrifying energy rapidly gathered within his chest cavity, and the energy cannon in front of his chest was poised to unleash a devastating attack at any moment.

He roared:

"Fuck, you idiot, go and hold them off!"

Before the soldier boy could fully release his accumulated energy, a piercing, deafening roar suddenly came from behind him.

"boom--"

The Twisted Homelander, who had initially put on a show of father and son working together with fierce fighting spirit and ready to fight to the death, turned tail and flew off into the sky without looking back at this critical moment of life and death.

As he left, he deliberately feigned toughness, uttering harsh words filled with resentment and unwillingness:

"The shame of today will be etched in the memory of my motherland. I will surely rise again in the future and repay this humiliation a hundredfold!"

He was actually quite uncertain. Even with the addition of the Soldier Boy, he might not be able to contend with the unfathomable strength of Justice Homelander and Morgan's group.

Moreover, he has always been accustomed to crushing the weak and ruthlessly beating novices from a superior position, and he does not have the courage to face a duel between evenly matched or even inferior strong opponents.

"I'm sorry... Father."

A tear rolled down his cheek. He wanted to prove himself to his father and fight alongside him, but the pressure from the other side was simply too great.

After weighing the pros and cons, he had no choice but to betray his teammates without hesitation and flee for his life alone.

Don't worry, I will avenge you!

The twisted Azu had already made up his mind: he would immediately return to Vought Corporation, assemble a massive army of superhumans, and if necessary, even use ultimate nuclear weapons to eliminate these powerful enemies at all costs...

……

The Homelander flew away in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a bewildered soldier boy who had been completely sold out, standing alone and bewildered in the wind, utterly dumbfounded.

What's going on?

I had already charged up my power, and my chest cannon was about to fire, but you just ran away?

Am I some kind of despicable person?

Why is it that every time I team up with someone, I end up being betrayed by my teammates?

At that moment, the soldier boy was filled with resentment and anger, and once again deeply felt the world's full of malice and injustice towards him.

But things have come to this point, and the die is cast.

The anger of being betrayed by his teammates at the last minute, coupled with the frustration of being driven to the brink of despair, completely ignited the soldier boy's long-accumulated power.

Without further hesitation, he suddenly released all the energy that had been stored in his chest.

"boom--"

A blinding ray carrying terrifying nuclear fission energy shot into the sky, accompanied by deadly radiation capable of weakening all V-type superpowers. With overwhelming force, it swept straight towards the direction where Morgan and his two companions were located.

Faced with this terrifying attack that could destroy large blocks of streets and severely injure top superhumans, Morgan, Justice Homelander, and the others simply stood still, without any intention of dodging or avoiding it.

A dazzling orange beam of light instantly struck, enveloping Morgan and his two companions.

Upon seeing this, the soldier boy in the distance felt a surge of joy, but secretly sneered.

These guys are practically asking for it. They had a chance to dodge, but they insisted on taking my fully charged ultimate attack head-on!

If someone takes a full-force blow head-on, no matter how strong their physical body is, even if they don't die, they will inevitably be seriously injured and lose the ability to fight again!

But when the blinding orange light slowly dissipated, what happened before his eyes left the soldier boy dumbfounded. His pupils shrank, and his face was filled with disbelief.

The vast expanse of ground behind Morgan and his two companions, along with the surrounding buildings, were all pierced, torn apart, and completely obliterated by this chest-cannon ray, turning them into a scene of utter devastation.

However, Morgan and his two companions, who were at the center of the attack, remained calm and composed, without a single scratch on their bodies. Their battle suits were clean and intact, and not even a single hair on their heads was damaged. It was as if the earth-shattering blow they had just suffered was merely a gentle breeze that caused no harm.

Damn it, it took my deadly chest-shot head-on and was completely unharmed!

The soldier boy was in turmoil. At this moment, he finally understood why his eldest son had run away without saying a word.

These people in front of me are no longer ordinary superhumans; they are simply a group of unreasonable monsters!

His expression stiffened, and he cautiously probed, "Hey, can we reconcile?"