From Godhood to the Heavens

Fang Ping turned around abruptly. Homelander was wearing a Stars and Stripes uniform, his hands behind his back, his cape not even fluttering down, and a kind smile on his face.

As Fang Ping turned around, his kind smile vanished in an instant, and his gentle words became somber.

"They've stolen from the homelander." His expression turned ferocious, his teeth grinding together, and he exclaimed in horror, "A petty thief stealing from the homelander—what a terrible joke!"

Fang Ping curled his lip and then said, "Don't be ridiculous, I'm just stealing it openly, just like you guys!"

Homelander's ferocious expression instantly twisted, his lips curving into an exaggerated upward arc as he forced a smile. He strolled casually, asking with suspicion, "Japanese? Which concentration camp did you escape from? You barely escaped with your life, and instead of finding a sewer to hide in, you dare to show your face in front of me?"

Judging from the way the man looked at his homeland, he seemed genuinely puzzled, and the speed at which his expression changed was astonishing.

The psychopath is someone with extraordinary abilities, whose psychology and strength are completely mismatched. The Vought Group deliberately distorted and transformed this psychopath, cultivating him from a young age.

Driven by vanity and the desire for public support, they became a noose around the necks of the people of the motherland. They were inherently fragile and ultimately suffered a backlash, being slaughtered without any surprise.

These thoughts flashed through Fang Ping's mind, but upon hearing the words "Japanese" from his homelander, Fang Ping's expression changed instantly, a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes, and a murderous intent rose in his heart.

At that moment, Fang Ping had a thought of chopping off the head of the Homelander and said coldly, "This is Chinese, don't you understand?"

Oh, I forgot, you grew up in that lab down there, so you probably never went to school. It's normal that you can't understand human language.

Homelander's expression also changed, his exaggerated look turning serious as he said doubtfully, "That's impossible. The laboratory didn't dump anything on the Eastern Great Power. There couldn't possibly be superhumans there!"

"I'm not one of those freaks in incubators. Don't try to judge me with your tiny brains!"

Homelander's expression changed for a moment, wondering if his laboratories had been discovered or even taken down, but he then shook his head.

It doesn't matter, since the locomotive is the one delivering the goods to him, and the locomotive wouldn't dare to accuse him, much less betray him.

Otherwise, he could kick Locomotive out of the Super Seven at any time.

Having figured this out, his gaze towards Fang Ping became calm, and he gently shook his finger, saying indifferently, "It doesn't matter, once I take you down, I'll know everything."

Fang Ping chuckled, becoming wary, but said with a disdainful look, "I'm afraid you don't have that ability."

Homelander flashed his signature smile again and said, "Wow, you seem pretty confident, but you need to understand one thing: I'm not some piece of trash like Black!"

Then, in an instant, a sonic boom rang out. Fang Ping's eyes could not catch the other party at all. Fortunately, he had the super perception of the special forces template, which allowed him to clearly perceive life forms and footsteps. With the assistance of the Emperor, although his eyes could not catch the object, his brain had already generated an image.

Suddenly raising his arms and crossing them in front of him, the special forces template instantly appeared. The next instant, the sound of metal clashing rang out, and Fang Ping's figure, like an arrow released from a bow, crashed through the building and headed towards a building opposite.

The solid wall was dented from the impact, and Fang Ping felt as if his body was falling apart. The Emperor's healing function activated instantly, and the pain disappeared immediately.

I glanced at the Black God Set's defense value subconsciously. Fortunately, it hadn't been completely breached. It seemed a bit of a pipe dream to think that such a physical attack could break through the Black God Set's defense, reduce the Special Forces template's health, and then affect me.

It restores 5% of the protection value every second, it's simply a divine artifact. Fang Ping was extremely glad that he made the decision to fuse the two pieces of dark alloy armor into the Black God Set.

Feeling pain is normal, because Fang Ping's physical body is too fragile. Even with the slight enhancement from the Heavenly Gate, it is impossible for him to be comparable to even the weakest superhuman.

For the superhumans in The Boys, physical enhancements are practically standard equipment. Some can only block ordinary firearms, while others can deflect artillery shells. The most powerful of them all are Homelander and Soldier Boy.

Just as Fang Ping glanced at the character panel, a sonic boom like muffled thunder rang out. Homelander, standing in front of Fang Ping, was flying in mid-air, tilting his head and looking over with a puzzled expression.

"What kind of ability is this?" Homelander frowned, asking in confusion, "To conjure a set of armor?"

He then muttered to himself, "Do you think you can compete with me with such petty tricks?"

Fang Ping curled his lip, raised his hand, and simultaneously fired his purple premium M416 and 98k at a rapid-fire rate. In just two or three seconds, accompanied by the sounds of rat-a-tat-tat and bang-bang-bang, the magazine was emptied.

However, the powerful attack, capable of shattering a boulder with a single shot, sent Homelander flying backward in mid-air, his body tattered and torn, even his cloak reduced to mere strips of cloth.

But beneath that skin, there wasn't a single scratch.

It was not very harmful, but extremely insulting. Fang Ping couldn't help but twitch his lips. Even though he was prepared for this to be the case, he still couldn't help but curse the monster under his breath.

It seems that only the Flaming Sword can damage it, so we must get close and engage in melee combat.

However, Fang Ping felt that he had not caused any harm to Homelander. Homelander, who was standing in mid-air, looked down at his tattered clothes and was almost half naked from the front.

Following the downward gaze, countless people attracted by the loud noise had already raised their phones, and some had even started live streaming.

The man's face twitched. If his disheveled appearance were reported, those foolish netizens would only feel that their invincible authority had been challenged.

"Absolutely not! I am invincible, you damned bastard, you must pay the price."

His eyes began to turn red, and in an instant, two beams of heat shot out like lightning, slashing fiercely at the damned enemy before him. His teeth were grinding, and his face was contorted with rage. He wanted to cut the monster in front of him in two.