Chapter 218 The End of the Nameless Man

Looking at the man in front of him who looked like a dead dog, Butcher's eyes were very complicated.

He did think that Kevin would attack Homelander, make Homelander lose his superpowers, and then hand him over to Homelander's enemy Butcher to deal with.

But Butcher didn't expect that Homelander, who lost his superpowers, would look so... pathetic.

Butcher didn't know how long he had imagined this scene. Since he knew that his wife was forced by Homelander, Butcher thought about how to kill Homelander almost every day.

But he couldn't do it, because he was an ordinary person, and Homelander was the most powerful superhuman in the world.

But now, Butcher's dream is within reach.

Homelander stood in front of him with a hunched back like a pathetic stray dog.

Even though the other party was still wearing a hero uniform, Butcher couldn't feel his previous power at all.

For a moment, Butcher was a little doubtful whether the person standing in front of him was Homelander.

Or was it just a substitute who looked similar to Homelander.

Unfortunately, the Homelander in front of him was indeed the real deal, because he recognized Butcher the moment he saw him:

"You...you are...William Butcher?"

"Oh? You actually know me? This is really..."

"Why are you here? Wait...I see, you are Kevin's man! Did he also kill Madeleine?!"

Homelander suddenly became smart, and he instantly guessed why Butcher was here, and even guessed why Madeleine died.

It's just a pity that even if he knew this now, it would be useless.

Butcher would not let him go.

"These have nothing to do with you, bastard."

Butcher did not answer Homelander's question. He walked up to Homelander, grabbed his collar and pulled him up.

Homelander tried to struggle, but he was powerless.

Having lost his superpowers, he seemed to be weaker than ordinary people.

"What are you going to do? Are you going to attack me?"

"I am going to attack you, what can you do? Use your red eyes to shoot my ass? Now you probably can't shoot anything, no, I guess you can still squeeze out a few tears to win my sympathy."

"Damn it!! How could you——"

Homelander was enraged by Butcher's words, and he raised his fist angrily to hit Butcher.

However, the result was that Butcher caught his fist and held it tightly, unable to move.

Butcher shook his head and sighed:

"Your fist now is probably not as good as a little girl's. Do you want to give me a massage? If you want to beat someone, do it this way——!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his right fist and hit Homelander's face hard!

Bang!

A dull and tooth-grinding impact sounded.

Homelander was knocked to the ground by Butcher's punch, his face was bruised, his mouth was full of blood, and several teeth were spit out of his mouth. This punch actually broke his teeth!

Butcher did not stop "abusing" Homelander.

He looked at the Homelander who was knocked to the ground by him, kicked him in the stomach, and made him bend his waist. Then he punched and kicked him mercilessly, just like a gangster beating someone, beating the incapacitated Homelander mercilessly.

In the van, Huey, who came with him, stood up and wanted to stop Butcher.

But he was stopped by Marvin as soon as he stood up.

Black Marvin held Huey's shoulder and shook his head slightly at him:

"We shouldn't disturb him now."

"But... Homelander..."

"This is what he deserves, Huey, you know how many families he has destroyed and how many people he has hurt, you shouldn't feel sympathy for him."

Marvin persuaded earnestly.

Yes, they all know what kind of person Homelander is and what he has done.

Homelander, who represents justice on the surface, has done evil things behind the scenes that have caused countless people to break up their wives and children and their families.

Butcher is a victim, and Huey is strictly speaking an indirect victim.

So they shouldn't feel sympathy for Homelander now.

Any trace of sympathy is disrespectful to the victims.

Persuaded by Marvin, Huey stopped looking at Homelander who was beaten by Butcher. He just lowered his head and looked at his hands, wondering what he was thinking.

Butcher's beating continued. He wanted Homelander to feel the pain and beg for mercy.

But this guy who had lost his ability still retained his arrogance as a superhero:

"How dare you...! How dare you do this to me!! I am Homelander!! Puff--"

Before Homelander finished speaking, Butcher kicked him in the stomach again.

This time it was heavy, and blood spurted out of his mouth again, but he still looked at Butcher with anger and hatred with a bruised face.

Butcher grabbed his hair, pulled him up from the ground, and asked curiously:

"At this time, do you still think you have something to rely on? Wake up, Homelander, no one will come to save you here, and no one will sympathize with you. This is your grave, the end of your life."

"You are lying!!"

Homelander, with blood all over his mouth, roared at Butcher with red eyes.

He didn't dare to accept the facts until now, or he was already in a half-crazy state and couldn't understand the current situation at all.

The superhero named Homelander no longer exists, and the only one left here is an ordinary person named John.

Buchel felt a little bored when his enemy became like this.

He thought that the fight between him and his countryman would be more intense and more witty.

For this reason, Butcher was ready to die for this matter at any time.

But now, his enemy fell at his feet easily and was beaten by him with his fists and feet, which was even easier than bullying a child who was still in school.

This made Butcher feel a little empty and even bored.

There was no point in bullying someone who couldn't resist, so Butcher decided to end this boring job.

He took out a pistol and pointed the muzzle at the kneeling countryman.

"......?"

John looked up blankly, his forehead was very close to the pistol, but his consciousness could not react.

The pistol, a weapon of mankind, a toy that John didn't even look at.

But now it can threaten his life.

The moment the muzzle was pointed at him, John finally regained his calm.

He couldn't help but recall everything in the past.

He was born in a laboratory and grew up in a laboratory. He never received the love of his parents from childhood to adulthood, so he hoped that someone like his parents could care for him.

The first person John regarded as a father was Wogelbaum.

He raised John and the person John had seen the most in the laboratory was Wogelbaum.

Although Wogelbaum was very indifferent and treated him no differently from other experimental subjects, John still had a fantasy in his heart, fantasizing that the other party could have even a little love for him.

But in the end, Wogelbaum might feel guilty about him, or sympathize with him, but there was absolutely no love that a father has for his son.

John was just an experimental subject to Wogelbaum.

The person John regarded as a father was Edgar.

The president of the Water Group personally brought him out, gave him the identity of a native, and made him a superhero, a person standing in front of the camera.

John admired Edgar, at least it was like that in the past. Everything he did was in the hope that Edgar would praise him with a word of "well done", so that John felt that he would be happy for a long time.

But in the end, Edgar was the same.

He just treated him as a commodity. When there were better commodities in front of him that could bring more profits to the Water Group, he would ruthlessly abandon John.

Just like abandoning a piece of garbage.

Later, John fell in love with Maeve and then with Madeline.

The former was because Maeve was the only woman who could withstand his strength, and he felt that they were the same kind.

The latter was because John found motherhood in Madeline.

If there was a mother, John felt that it should be someone like Madeline.

But Maeve hated him and alienated him, and Madeline was killed by Butcher and was actually afraid of him until her death.

In the end, does anyone in this world like him?

Does anyone in this world care about him?

John didn't know the answer to this question, and he couldn't know the answer to this question now.

Perhaps from the beginning, his birth was a mistake, and everything about him was a mistake.

He shouldn't have been born in this world.

"Ha... ha ha ha... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Finally, facing the gun that could end his life, John laughed wildly.

He ignored the pain in his body and the death he was about to face, and just laughed crazily.

He laughed so happily that tears were about to come out and his breathing was about to stop.

John said nothing, but just laughed a little heart-pounding.

The laughter spread across the plain.

Butcher's finger on the trigger trembled slightly, but he didn't pull the trigger. He looked at John who was laughing wildly in front of him and asked:

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hahahaha...! I'm laughing... I'm a joke... Hahahaha, you... and I... are just a joke!"

"..."

John was still laughing, and he laughed as if he had a virus that could make people laugh wildly.

Butcher closed his eyes slightly and didn't ask him why he was laughing, it didn't matter.

He just took a deep breath, tightened the finger that pulled the trigger, and then opened his eyes again, with a firm look, pointed the gun at John's forehead.

Bang! !

The crisp sound of the gun echoed in the plain, and the sharp bullet pierced the eyebrows of the person in front of him.

A flower of blood splattered behind John's head. He knelt on the ground, his body leaning back under the impact of the bullet.

Finally, his body fell to the ground, in a pool of blood.

His eyes were still open, staring straight at the blue sky.

The corners of his mouth were raised, almost cracked to his ears, as if in the last moment of his life, he had experienced something so beautiful that he would never forget it even if he died.

The nameless man named John, who was once the "superhero" of Homelander, fell here.

Just as no one knew about his birth, no one would know about his death.

Looking at the body of Homelander lying on the ground, Butcher also looked up at the sky.

The sun was still shining from the sky, and the dazzling sun almost made Butcher dizzy.

Butcher closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head and shook his head. He looked at Homelander's body again, and then at the gun in his hand that ended Homelander's life.

Butcher stroked the gun body and pointed the gun at himself.

Until Huey called him from behind:

"Butterfield, should we... leave?"

"..."

Butterfield came to his senses, moved the muzzle of the gun away, glanced at the lifeless body below, and replied:

"The mission is over, boys, we should leave, take him with us."

"Uh... should we take his body with us?"

"Of course."

Butterfield put away the gun and looked into the distance, where Kevin and the others were dealing with the storm.

After staring for a while, Butcher said:

"The mission is completed, we should bring some 'gifts' back to the boss, right?"

Butterfield said, grinning.

Huey looked silently at the lifeless body of John.

Obviously, the 'gift' Butcher was talking about was John's body.