A flash of black light passed.
When it stopped, Lizard finally saw clearly that it was a pitch-black long blade.
Then Homelander's head flew up.
Lizard burst out laughing inside his gas mask, "Serves you right!"
"You should've gone to hell a long time ago, Homelander!"
He shoved Homelander's body aside and climbed to his feet, then saw through the thick smoke the figure who had killed Homelander.
Dressed in black armor, even his head covered in a black hood.
Black Noir!
Lizard froze. Even in his dreams he had never imagined that the one who killed Homelander would be Black Noir, a member of The Seven.
Smoke filled the air. Lizard took two steps back, "Why are you here?"
Black Noir gave no answer. He suddenly stepped over Homelander's body and slashed at Lizard with his blade.
Lizard hurriedly raised his gun to block. The black blade light split the rifle in his hands in two and chopped off one of his arms.
Lizard screamed, spun around hard, and ran.
After only a few steps, the arm that had been cut off instantly regenerated.
That was Lizard's ability.
But at that moment, a streak of black light tore through the air.
Black Noir's blade chased from behind, pierced through Lizard's heart, and the black tip burst out of his chest, swaying in front of Lizard's eyes with drops of blood on it.
Lizard clutched his chest, barely managed two steps, then fell to the ground with a thud.
When the other robbers saw Lizard was dead, they didn't dare stay another second and scattered at once.
But Black Noir had no intention of letting them go. His hands moved again and again, throwing knives one after another, killing the remaining robbers.
After finishing all this, he walked to Lizard's corpse and pulled his blade back out.
Then he turned, planning to deal with Homelander's body, when suddenly his whole body stiffened.
Homelander's headless body had disappeared.
At that moment, a voice sounded from the thick smoke outside the building.
"Things are getting more and more interesting."
"Superpower suppressant?"
"This is a new product developed by Vought?"
"From what I hear, it seems you were the one who provided this thing to them."
"You wanted to kill me."
"Let me guess, was this authorized by Edgar?"
"The old man finally couldn't hold back anymore?"
With every sentence the voice spoke, Black Noir stepped back.
He retreated seven steps in a row.
Suddenly he turned and rushed toward the office building exit.
BOOM!
A heavy roar howled through the thick smoke. For a split second, Black Noir felt as if a bomber was diving low behind him.
His vision blurred.
A figure appeared in the smoke, blocking his way.
That figure floated with both feet off the ground. Behind him, a long black cape surged in the violent air currents like a quietly burning black flame.
Armor of the same color radiated authority and pressure. Together with the crown-shaped helmet on his head, the figure before him looked like an emperor.
From the eye slits of the faceplate, a dazzling blood-red light lit up.
In that crimson glow was a violent aura that made Black Noir feel as if he were facing a tyrant.
"I have to say, your plan was pretty good."
"You used a hijacking to lure me out."
"You gave the robbers the suppressant in advance, something that could strip me of my powers."
"When I lost my combat ability, you, lying in wait, would go all out to kill me."
"And then silence everyone. That way no one would know how Homelander died."
"Was that Edgar's idea?"
Black Noir kept backing away, then turned and ran.
The "tyrant" behind him let out a soft scoff, raised his right hand and gave it a light shake. From the armor at his wrist, a chain blade snapped out.
The chain blade that could cut at the molecular level was completely black and plain in appearance.
The "tyrant" leaned forward slightly. In the next instant, he shot forward, leaving a blurred afterimage, and slammed into Black Noir.
Just moments ago, Black Noir had used his long blade to pierce through Lizard's heart.
Now the same thing happened to him.
The molecular-cutting chain blade easily pierced his suit, stabbed through his heart, and thrust out from his chest.
Blood quickly seeped out from inside Black Noir's hood.
A soft chuckle sounded from beneath the tyrant's faceplate. Then he lifted Black Noir's corpse in one hand and retreated into the thick smoke.
———
[Outside the Orphanage]
"Chief, it seems like there's no sound inside anymore," A police officer reported.
The cautious police chief nodded. Only after the thick smoke inside the office building had cleared did he lead his team in.
After entering the building, he sucked in a cold breath.
All the criminals were dead. Not a single one left. But Homelander was nowhere to be seen.
"Has Homelander already left?"
The chief was confused.
After walking around the orphanage once and coming back out, he was immediately surrounded by reporters.
———
["Just moments ago, Homelander resolved another hijacking incident."]
["But unfortunately, he did not stay. By the time reporters entered the orphanage, our hero had already left."]
On the television, a reporter was broadcasting from the entrance of the orphanage where the incident had taken place.
The TV was suddenly turned off. The dark screen reflected Edgar's figure.
At that moment, the phone on the president's desk lit up.
He received a text message. The sender's name displayed as "Black Noir."
Edgar opened the message.
[It's done.]
Looking at the short message, a faint smile slowly appeared on Edgar's face.
He replied: [Don't forget to take that bastard's body to the lab. I'll be there shortly.]
Edgar picked up his phone and said, "Let's go. We're heading to the lab."
Behind him, a clearly female figure let out a soft scoff, "Your prized product just died, and you don't seem very sad about it."
Edgar said calmly, "A product that's out of control no longer has any value. What do I have to be sad about?"
"How cold-hearted, Mr. Edgar," The figure sighed softly.
———
[Vought Product R&D Base]
A car came to a stop. The door opened, and Edgar stepped out, looking up at the building in front of him.
Back then, Homelander had walked out of this very place.
Today, he had returned here again, only in the form of a corpse.
Edgar strode into a room and met David, a man in a white lab coat, wearing glasses, with brownish-yellow beard stubble and chubby cheeks.
"Has Black Noir sent back Homelander's body?"
"Have you extracted his cells?"
"He may be dead, but he can still make some contributions for us."
"For example, cloning his cells for experiments. That way, our 'Saint Project' might have some hope."
After saying this, Edgar noticed that David's expression seemed off.
"What's wrong?", Edgar asked.
David looked toward a room beside them. At that moment, the door to that room opened. Inside it was pitch black, but a figure could be seen walking out.
A black crown. Black, imposing armor. A long black cape.
The pitch-black figure burned with two clusters of crimson flames, like a tyrant high above, looking down at subjects who dared to defy him.
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