Homelander paced back and forth anxiously, muttering to himself, "I can do it, because I am Homelander, Son of Patrick, I can do anything I want."
He stopped, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, "Recall the feeling of your first flight, forget the fear. Father needs me now. I can do it."
With his eyes closed, Homelander did not manage to banish his distracting thoughts. Fear, like a hundred-meter-high tsunami, crashed against his mind with overwhelming force.
Besides that, every part of his body felt as if it were enduring powerful synaptic shocks, suppressing every nerve ending in him.
"Bang!"
Gradually falling into a state of agitation, Homelander couldn't help but slam his fist violently onto the ground.
Martian Manhunter, gasping for breath beside him, looked at the agitated Homelander and said to him,
"Believe me, John, if you want to save your father, if you can't calm down, it's impossible to do it. You have great potential, I knew that from our first encounter."
"No, you don't understand me at all!"
Homelander's tone was somewhat agitated, "Not at all!"
Martian Manhunter struggled to prop up his upper body and told him, "I understand you, because I… I also have this talent, John."
"This isn't my talent."
Homelander now deeply resented his own inadequacy.
"This is your talent."
Martian Manhunter continued to guide Homelander, "Actually, it is… sometimes, to gain something, you must first lose it. Strength and wisdom are born of courage. If you are afraid of losing, just imagine you have already lost everything. The only thing you can possess then is courage. Go, John! Fly!"
As Homelander listened to Martian Manhunter's words, something within him seemed to be stirred.
Courage?!
He paused, repeating the word aloud.
Suddenly, he could feel his lungs expanding, like a balloon against the nozzle of an oxygen tank.
Huge, surging breaths were drawn into his body like a whale swallowing.
Cold, bright, powerful breathing.
The surrounding dirt and debris floated up, trembling rhythmically with his breathing.
He could try again!
With a newfound sense of confidence, Homelander took a deep breath, positioned his feet inward, and assumed a takeoff stance.
The next second, his body abruptly leaped towards the sky.
"Boom!"
The air let out a tearing roar as Homelander instantly broke through the air barrier and shot towards the sky!
The whistling wind rushed past his ears, air currents swept by his sides, and the dark clouds of the night sky magnified before his eyes.
Flying in the sky, Homelander was filled with an indescribable awe!
The roaring noise of the air currents was like the sound of a slumbering heart of a tornado, or the sound of suddenly plummeting to the bottom of a rushing river at night.
Ignoring the awe that flying brought him, Homelander continuously accelerated during his flight, piercing through the clouds, flying upwards to the limit of his abilities.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sonic booms continuously resounded, the air barrier was broken, and the piercing roars echoed through the night sky.
Meanwhile, Peter was grabbed by the shoulder by Parasitic Demon and taken into the sky. As the opponent continuously accelerated, their figures quickly broke through the clouds.
Peter, whose vitality was being absorbed, endured the pain and fatigue in his body and threw a punch at his opponent.
Parasitic Demon grabbed his fist and mocked, "Father, I am incredibly powerful now, I can devour everything."
"Is that so? Look at this, you foolish Son!"
Peter's clenched fist opened, revealing a ring-sized piece of Kryptonite in his palm.
Parasitic Demon, who had absorbed Clark's abilities and memories, was startled when he saw the Kryptonite in Peter's hand.
He knew that this thing could restrain Clark's abilities.
"You!"
Parasitic Demon opened his mouth in shock.
He had absolutely not expected Peter to carry Kryptonite with him.
This was something that could restrain his Son!
He instantly labeled Peter a "scumbag" in his mind.
If Peter knew what the other party was thinking, he would definitely defend himself: I just coated the surface of the Kryptonite with a layer of lead and kept it as an ordinary ornament, I absolutely had no intention of using it against my Son.
"Bang!"
Peter's fist, holding the Kryptonite, slammed into the opponent's chin.
The two were holding onto each other; to keep himself from falling, Peter grabbed the opponent's shoulder with one hand while attacking.
Parasitic Demon, whose mind was disturbed by the Kryptonite, suddenly felt a ringing in his ears and his vision went black.
"Tell me, how does Father's punch taste?"
While mocking the opponent, Peter seized the opponent's opening, his right arm muscles bulged, gathering all his strength, and he unleashed a punch at Parasitic Demon's head.
Infuriated by the blow, Parasitic Demon endured the intense pain of being struck, roared, grabbed Peter's arm, and violently threw him towards the ground.
Peter, who could not fly, was directly subjected to an "Earth throw" by the opponent, being smashed from high altitude towards the ground.
Meanwhile, Homelander, flying in the air, also spotted his father's figure.
"Father!"
Homelander transformed into a super-fast meteor breaking through the air, flying in a U-shaped curve, chasing after Peter, who was rapidly plummeting towards the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Through continuous acceleration, his flight speed had exceeded the speed of sound, emitting a powerful sonic boom.
Under full power, the front of Homelander's body formed a conical hot-red shockwave, like a speedboat.
The shockwave surged through the surrounding space, vibrating his eardrums.
Despite possessing a body of steel, he could still feel the atmospheric pressure pressing down on him.
On both sides of his eyes were whistling winds and thunderous roars.
At this moment, Peter was bent over, moving at high speed towards the atmosphere.
With his super defense, he had already prepared for the impact of the fall.
What he didn't expect was that with a sonic boom, a figure he couldn't even see clearly rushed towards him at extreme speed.
"Bang!"
Homelander rushed over and held him tightly.
The intense impact, even with Peter's super defense, made him feel for a moment as if he was about to be torn apart.
"Father, I caught you!"
Homelander exclaimed excitedly, shouting as he flew downwards with Peter in his arms.
Peter momentarily forgot the pain in his body, his face filled with astonishment.
This boy actually learned to fly!
"Yes, you did it, John."
Peter coughed, forcibly suppressing the urge to vomit blood, and grumbled inwardly: If an ordinary person were caught like this by you, their body would probably be broken into three pieces by now…
Although he grumbled about Homelander's rough rescue, he was still very touched.
This boy had done something he couldn't do before, all to save him.
It was worth noting that he had trained Homelander countless times before, each time ending in failure.
Yet this time, he actually overcame his fear of heights.
"How did you overcome your fear, John?"
Peter asked him.
"No, Father, I didn't, it's just that my courage surpassed my fear."