[82] : The Death of Stormfront

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The battle axe cleaved through Stormfront's body, embedding itself into the ground.

Her torso was cut diagonally from the chest down, and she lay on the ground, her eyes wide open, staring blankly at the blue sky.

In the distance, Thor's silhouette appeared behind the axe. Descending from the sky, he landed beside the axe and looked at the Stormfront he'd just split in half. He paused for a moment before turning to Roger and saying:

"Sorry, I thought she was tougher, so I didn't hold back..."

"It's fine. She wasn't a good person anyway."

Roger walked over to Thor, patting him on the shoulder. As he caught a whiff of alcohol from Thor, his lips twitched involuntarily, but he quickly ignored it and walked over to the lifeless Stormfront lying on the ground.

From the moment Stormfront mentioned she had access to the nuclear codes and keys, Roger knew this was a problem he couldn't handle on his own.

So, during his descent, he quickly mobilized the Avengers. First, he sent Hope to track down Shockwave, who had been standing by. Then, he had Thor reach the scene as fast as possible.

Roger could have killed Stormfront directly, but her position made things tricky.

If he used his heat vision, he could indeed pierce through her body. However, it would also shoot through the White House behind her and possibly hit some unfortunate souls who happened to be in the "trajectory."

Thus, Roger had Thor come in for a surprise attack, eliminating the threat before it escalated.

Moreover, Stormfront was, without a doubt, a character modeled after Thor in this world. Having the real deal deal with the fake, a male facing off against a female, was quite fitting.

Stormfront, although bisected, had not died immediately.

Her superhuman vitality allowed her to feel pain while sustaining life for a little longer.

She glanced down at her body, seeing the massive axe embedded in her waist, blocking the view of everything below.

Knowing she didn't have much time left, Stormfront reached out to Roger, seemingly wanting to say something.

Roger, out of respect for her imminent death, approached her and asked:

"Do you have something to say?"

"Why… why…?"

Stormfront wanted to ask why Roger did this.

Becoming the king of superhumans, the leader of a new world, how many people dreamed of such power? Roger had the strength and potential for it, yet he chose to stand against Stormfront alongside those humans.

From Stormfront's perspective, she couldn't comprehend Roger's thinking.

Roger sighed, answering her question:

"Because it's too much trouble."

"Trou…ble?"

"You heard what I said earlier. Did you think I was just stalling for time and making stuff up? I wasn't. The stalling was real, and so were my words. I genuinely believe ruling the world is pointless.

"Besides, even if you wanted to rule the world, you're going about it the wrong way."

"...?"

"You planned to use superhuman strength to establish a government with absolute authority, forcing everyone to live under the rule and oppression of superhumans, right?

"But that kind of system doesn't last. A truly enduring government comes from the people, the ones you look down on, the ordinary humans."

Roger paused at this point, deciding not to continue. He realized that if he kept going, it might lead to more problems. So, he summarized:

"Your direction is wrong, your methods are wrong, and your goal is completely misguided. Even if I hadn't come to stop you today, someone else would have. You were destined to fail."

"…"

The light faded from Stormfront's eyes.

She didn't understand Roger's previous words, but she grasped the meaning of the word "fail."

Indeed, she had lost this time. She hadn't investigated Roger's allies beforehand and assumed that kidnapping the president and meeting Roger would make him join her, helping her realize her plans.

But unfortunately for her, Roger was too apathetic.

Anyone else might have hesitated at Stormfront's offer, but Roger...

Just the thought of becoming a ruler, dealing with endless complex issues every day, and not even having time to play video games made his head hurt.

A life of carefree travel, staying home to watch TV and play games when not traveling, or enjoying a friendly game of Werewolf with friends, that was Roger's ideal life.

So, Stormfront's offer to tempt Roger with the title of "King of the World" was destined to fail.

Forget being king of the world, Roger found even running a company to be a hassle. He was practically a hands-off boss at Super Entertainment, and Queen Maeve was the actual leader of the Super League.

Roger… he was just a laid-back, hero who followed his whims.

Stormfront had chosen the wrong person.

However, she hadn't completely given up. Suddenly, she grabbed Roger's hand, her voice no longer as weak as before, as if in a final burst of strength. She said to Roger:

"I've lost… but you haven't won either."

"Hm?"

"Hehe... hahaha..."

With a burst of cryptic laughter, Stormfront, a "superhero" who had once had a twisted relationship with Homelander, died at the gates of the White House.

Seeing the mastermind dead, the surrounding troops rushed into the White House to rescue the president and other officials who had been trapped inside.

The superhumans who had followed Stormfront were still in the White House, but aside from her, most of them were just there for show.

Black Noir had been killed by Roger earlier. The current Black Noir was a replacement with the same abilities as the original.

The Deep's powers would be a nuisance in the ocean, but on land, he was just an ordinary person with some combat skills.

Lamplighter was even less of a threat, he could only emit flames, not control them freely. As long as people were careful to avoid the fire, there wasn't much of a problem.

"But for some reason, I feel like this isn't over yet..."

Remembering Stormfront's laughter before she died, Roger had the uneasy feeling that things wouldn't end so simply.

It felt like he had missed something.

The troops entered the White House, encountering almost no resistance as they rescued the president and the officials trapped inside. The superhumans who had followed Stormfront, aside from Black Noir, who had fled to an unknown location, were all captured.

Among the captured superhumans, Roger spotted someone who didn't belong to The Seven.

A fat white man.

Upon seeing him, Roger immediately understood how Stormfront had obtained the nuclear codes.

This man was Mesmer, one of the rare superhumans in this world with the ability to read minds.

By shaking hands with others, Mesmer could read their thoughts and memories. In the original story, the Boys had sought out Mesmer to read Kimiko's memories when they didn't know her identity.

Now, it was clear that Stormfront had recognized the value of Mesmer's ability and kept him close to extract important information from the minds of politicians.

If Roger hadn't stopped Stormfront, Mesmer might have become one of her key allies.

But now, unfortunately for him, he'd likely spend the rest of his life in prison.

"Homelander! Homelander, no, Superman!! Superman, help me!!"

As Roger was observing The Seven, he heard a desperate plea from The Deep.

Turning his head, he saw The Deep, handcuffed, screaming desperately at Roger:

"I didn't want to! I was forced! If I didn't come, that crazy woman would've killed me! Lamplighter and I weren't here willingly! Please, help me!!!"

"You know him?"

Thor asked as he swung his axe, flinging off the blood, and glanced questioningly at Roger.

Seeing The Deep's tearful and snot-filled face, Roger sighed and ignored him, simply waving to the soldiers to continue with their work. He then replied to Thor:

"He was kind of a colleague."

"And you're not going to help him?"

"Everyone has to be responsible for their own actions. And if what he says is true, that he was coerced, I'm sure the courts will take his past good deeds into consideration."

Roger spoke in a calm and drawn-out tone.

He had already helped The Deep quite a bit. In the past, considering his role as the "comic relief" of the Boys storyline, Roger had given him some assistance.

But now, The Deep had chosen to remain with The Seven and stay by Stormfront's side. That meant he had to bear the responsibilities and consequences.

Roger was now on the opposite side of The Seven. There was no way he would help an enemy.

The Deep, in the end, was just unlucky.

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