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"Phew..."
Quill lowered his hands, the light on his body slowly fading.
"Hey, guys, looks like I've got it handled."
"Quill..." Gamora stepped forward and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Quill clenched his fists, feeling the surging power within his body. "I feel... better than ever."
...But on the distant space battlefield.
The situation took a sudden turn for the worse.
Earth was just one of the thousands of Planets Ego had seeded.
At this very moment, in every corner of the Universe.
On countless desolate or prosperous Planets, the blue celestial flowers bloomed almost simultaneously.
Although Earth's supply was cut off, more Planets were being frantically drained of their life force, converting it into pure God's power, which was continuously channeled to Ego's main body through a hyper-dimensional network.
Rumble—!!
The light on the surface of Ego the Living Planet suddenly surged, increasing by an entire order of magnitude.
The particle Impact that was in a stalemate with Homelander instantly doubled in thickness!
Under the terrified gaze of Earth's countless viewers.
The terrifying blue torrent, with an unstoppable force, pushed back the crimson torrent and came crushing down toward Homelander.
The light of destruction was approaching Homelander's face uncontrollably.
In front of the screens, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
Not just the viewers in front of the screens, but even Homelander himself felt the shadow of death.
This was the first time since his transmigration that he had felt such a clear threat to his life.
"Damn old geezer... playing dirty with me, are you?!"
Fear turned to rage, and the feeling of being suppressed and humiliated caused the fire in Homelander's heart to erupt like a volcano.
He, the great Homelander, a God of Mortals, could fail here?!
"You want to beat me?!"
"In your dreams!!!"
"System! Increase the stakes!!"
"Burning rate... increase it tenfold! 20 million!!"
"Command confirmed! popularity value burning rate adjusted to: 20 million per minute."
"Ahhhhh—!!!!"
An indescribable, terrifying power instantly filled his every cell, to the point where even his body could not fully contain it, and it began to overflow.
The space around him boiled violently, like boiling water.
"Get—back!!!"
Homelander's eyes widened in fury, and the crimson energy erupted once more!
The color changed from bright red to a heart-palpitating dark red! It was even entwined with thin, black spatial cracks!
Seeing that the unstoppable blue particle torrent was actually held back by this sudden burst of crimson tide!
It even began to push back bit by bit!
"This is impossible!!" The scene before him had exceeded Ego's understanding.
At this moment, although Homelander was already seeing red.
But this dedicated veteran actor still hadn't forgotten his primary job, instinctively activating the special effects of the Reality Stone.
"Rip—!"
The black battle suit on his body finally became overwhelmed and completely burst apart.
The top disintegrated into fragments and scattered, revealing his perfect upper body, which looked like an ancient Greek sculpture.
Under the radiance of the energy, his meticulously sculpted muscle lines were strained to the limit, filled with the beauty of power.
A few scars cracked open on his skin just right, perfectly embodying a wild and tragic heroic spirit.
This scene, under the camera's close-up, pierced the hearts of countless viewers.
Prompt! popularity value gained + 669,466!
Prompt! popularity value gained + 775,222!
Prompt! popularity value gained + 652,842!
...The popularity value welcomed another surge.
But Homelander couldn't care about that right now.
Because Ego was still increasing the stakes; that mad God was burning the Planet itself!
Since you want to go all-in... then I'll go all-in with you!
Anyway, as for popularity value, out with the old, in with the new!
"Thirty million! Burn it!!"
Rumble—!!!!!
When the burning rate increased to the astronomical figure of thirty million,
Quantitative change finally led to qualitative change.
The space at the center point where the two energies collided finally couldn't withstand the tearing of this force; it shook violently and then triggered an unprecedented space-time storm.
The first to bear the brunt was the Homelander One spacecraft, which was currently filming.
"Warning! Warning! Detected a massive spatial shockwave! About to..."
"Zzt—Snap!"
Friday's alarm hadn't even finished playing.
All electronic equipment on the Homelander One spacecraft instantly overloaded under this Impact.
Static covered everything on the live broadcast screen.
"Zzt—"
Accompanied by a piercing sound of electrical noise.
All screens worldwide watching the live broadcast went black at the same time... "Signal Lost."
Subsequently, this cold line of white text appeared on billions of screens across the globe.
The World went silent.
No one spoke.
No one breathed.
Everyone stared intently at the black screen, as if by just staring, the picture would reappear.
One second.
Two seconds.
One minute.
Still darkness.
"Did he... win?"
Someone in the silent bar asked in a trembling voice.
No one answered.
Panic began to spread among the crowd.
"No... it can't be..."
A girl covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.
"He promised he would come back..."
"He's Homelander... he won't lose!"
Some started hitting their televisions, others frantically refreshed their phone pages.
But all live broadcast sources were pitch black... Missouri, Frontline Command Center.
Everyone stared at the blacked-out large screen; no one dared to speak, no one even dared to breathe loudly.
"Friday?" Tony Stark's voice broke the silence, his voice carrying a hint of a tremble. "Report the situation!"
No response.
"Mr. Stark..." Jarvis's voice took on a human-like tone of regret, "...we have lost all telemetry signals from Homelander One."
"No..." Jessica stumbled, her face pale and devoid of color.
"It can't be... he's so powerful..."
"He promised me..."
Large teardrops hit the ground.
On the other side.
Wanda stood there blankly, her eyes hollow, as if her soul had been snatched away.
"Anthony..." she whispered softly, "I don't believe it..."
"I don't believe you would die..."
Crimson energy dissipated uncontrollably around her; the surrounding tables and chairs began to shake violently, and glassware shattered one after another.
That was a sign of losing control from extreme sadness.
"Calm down! Wanda!"
Natasha rushed over and hugged her.
"Don't be like this... there's no definite news yet! We must believe in him!"