[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens":3,"chapter-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-15":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from Warhammer to Raid the All Heavens",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2277788,4456,"Chapter 15: Al Zu, We","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-15",15,"\u003Cp>【Navigator: Alvin】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Race: Human】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Occupation: Scavenger】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Anchor World: None】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Remaining Energy: 0.1 Unit】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Remaining Source Power: 0 Unit】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Anchor World: None】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Remaining Time: 5:00:00】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Navigator’s interface, the countdown for time spent in the Black Robe World showed only five hours left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin sent the edited text message to Starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Starlight would deliver the agreed time and location to the Homelander, under the pretense of a gift from an unsuspecting fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then composed and sent the second text message to Butcher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All that remained was to wait quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin sat in the farmhouse, lit a cigarette, drew a deep breath, and exhaled a slow smoke ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the distant sky, the dim yellow sun sank below the horizon, leaving behind a golden glow that painted the wheat fields beyond the farm in brilliant gold—breathtakingly beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s truly wonderful... too bad I’m about to leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of longing passed through Alvin’s eyes, deepening into profound reluctance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, even the worthless Black Robe World was infinitely better than the Warhammer Universe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far on the horizon, a black dot moving at supersonic speed shattered the clouds, leaving a white trail behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing sonic boom drew nearer, accompanied by terrifying wind pressure and overwhelming force, heading straight for the desolate farmhouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin crushed out the cigarette, his gaze calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he injected a temporary Compound No. 5 into his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark veins bulged from his neck, writhing like grotesque monstrous creatures, spreading across his body until they covered his entire face, then slowly receded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure stepped into the abandoned farmhouse, walking through the fading sunset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Interesting. I thought... you’d hide again like last time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander squinted at Alvin, his expression shifting between suspicion and fury: “You’ve got guts. I brought the No. 5 Compound you asked for.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved a vial filled with brilliant blue liquid before Alvin’s eyes and said coldly: “Now, tell me where my son is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. But I need to verify it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin met the Homelander’s icy gaze without flinching: “I trust you wouldn’t trick me with a fake—but protocol must be followed, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph. Do as you like.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander tossed the vial at him coldly: “I have plenty more of these No. 5 Compounds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there was one thing he didn’t say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he got the information he wanted from this brat, he’d give the bastard a hot bath with his thermal vision!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conscience? Morality? Guilt?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, no, no—Al Zu had never had any of that since the day he was born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin knew exactly what the Homelander planned—but he remained utterly calm, catching the thrown “Compound No. 5” and immediately scanning it with his Navigator system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Item Detected: Compound No. 5 (Permanent)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Genetic engineering product capable of altering human hereditary gene sequences to trigger superpowers】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Energy Provided: 0 Unit】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, did you see clearly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander frowned, irritation flashing across his face: “I don’t have time to waste. Tell me where ‘Ryan’ is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering the unpredictable side effects of consecutive injections, Alvin temporarily stowed the permanent Compound No. 5 and looked at the Homelander, who was now visibly impatient: “Do you remember the woman you raped eight years ago?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which one?” The Homelander paused, lost in thought, unable to recall immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rebecca. Though if you don’t remember, it doesn’t matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin smiled and continued: “After you raped her, Rebecca became pregnant. Under Walter’s surveillance, she gave birth to the first naturally occurring superhuman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go on... keep going!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander’s breathing grew heavy, his face flushed with fanatic excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then, under Dr. Vogelbaum’s orders, the mother and child were hidden at a secret location.” Alvin paused here abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander, his appetite thoroughly whetted, stared wide-eyed, waiting for the next words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin spread his hands and shrugged: “Sorry, that’s all. I don’t know where Vogelbaum hid them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Son of a bitch! You’re messing with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander hated being lied to more than anything—his rage surged uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, don’t misunderstand!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin acted as if terrified, waving his hands frantically: “Correction—I’m not messing with you. I’m just... playing with you, Spray Boy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spray... Spray Boy?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A string inside the Homelander’s mind snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That nickname dredged up his most painful memory: locked in a narrow room, forced to secretly satisfy himself each night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the experimenters had discovered him, mocked him, and given him the nickname “Spray Boy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it?” Alvin watched the Homelander’s stunned expression and pressed on: “That was Marty’s nickname for you—so fitting, isn’t it? Spray Boy~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll kill you!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander’s eyes bulged, veins grotesquely swollen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZZZZT!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Searing beams of crimson heat shot from his eyes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alvin had prepared—he summoned a thick psychic barrier and activated the Field Deflection Generator at maximum power to ensure absolute safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temperature inside the ruined farmhouse plummeted; beams and hay bales were coated in a thin layer of frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-unstoppable thermal vision struck the psychic barrier and rippled violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So this is an Eta-level psychic user...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin felt the power of his psychic energy and gained some confidence: “At least for now, the Homelander’s thermal vision can’t break through.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thermal vision, blocked by the barrier, exploded like a firework, scattering in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the searing beams passed, the farmhouse walls and ceiling were cleanly cut open, their edges glowing red with residual heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Butcher, lying in wait two or three kilometers away, saw the crimson beam tear across the sky and slammed his foot on the accelerator: “It’s the Homelander—we’re moving!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, inside the farmhouse, the Homelander froze—he hadn’t expected this brat to block his thermal vision!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Done?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin’s eyes glowed faintly blue as he levitated three feet off the ground, wreathed in ice-blue flames: “Now... it’s my turn!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His psychic energy spread into invisible hands, tore down the farmhouse beams, and hurled them at the Homelander!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beam shattered the air with a sonic boom, sending shockwaves rippling outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Homelander could react, he was slammed backward, carving a hundred-meter trench into the earth before finally stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact couldn’t harm the Homelander—but his pride was shattered. Since his debut, when had he ever been humiliated like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. You’ve made me furious, bastard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander stomped the ground in rage—the earth within a radius of dozens of meters trembled like a writhing dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a curtain of dust, the Homelander shattered the sound barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he appeared before Alvin, raised his fist, and struck without mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even before the punch landed, Alvin felt the crushing, mountain-collapsing force—and used his psychic energy to pull himself backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Alvin extended his hand, clenching his fingers tightly: “Crush!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ZZZZT!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A suffocating, invisible psychic force surrounded the Homelander from all sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immense pressure threatened to grind him into pulp—but the Homelander sneered, breaking free with sheer brute strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, let me show you what real difference means!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Homelander snarled, preparing to charge again and crush this brat into paste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just then, a crimson laser shot in—before he could react, he was struck midair and slammed to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. You arrived just in time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin, hovering in midair, exhaled softly and looked toward Butcher’s approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who the hell are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zu Guoren shook his head, staring blankly at the three suddenly appearing figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, isn't this Zu Guoren?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buteer clenched his fists, grinning wickedly: \"As for us? We're all your fans!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1244,"2026-06-20T00:45:41.385Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","29b79874eda6b28539a54a66dd2810a2fcd27698ed4bcbe7b23cab4bf800bb99","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-16","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-14",588,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-cover.jpg"]