The Boys: Viltrumite Bloodline Panel

The herd has absolutely no desire to destroy the master who holds the whip. The herd only wants a new master who will finally whip the people they hate.

~ Friedrich Nietzsche

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During the period of ongoing slaughter, Hillel’s performance attracted the attention of one person.

On this day.

Hillel had just chopped off the head of a Viltrumite.

A rough voice came from the sky, filled with endless fighting intent.

"Interesting.... I’ve finally found a guy who can spark my interest!"

Hillel slowly turned his head.

At the end of the battlefield piled high with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, an immensely stalwart man was floating towards him at an extremely fast speed. He was an elderly Viltrumite.

His temples and moustache were somewhat white.

Wherever he passed, those Viltrumites who were still frantically slaughtering each other instinctively retreated to both sides.

Not even a single person dared to make eye contact with him!

Even less did anyone dare to block his path!

Because they all knew that the man before them was one of the most terrifying and unbeatable existences in this Great Purge.

Conquest.

Before being weakened by the scourge virus, Conquest’s strength could rank in the top three of Viltrum, rumored to be the number one person beneath Thragg.

In Hillel’s bio-sense, Conquest’s strength was incomparably close to the mega-planet level.

That was a terrifying tier that surpassed everyone present.

Conquest stopped in front of Hillel, his eyes filled with bloodlust and fighting intent, sizing up the blood-drenched young man with great interest.

"Kid, you haven’t even grown a moustache yet, yet you possess such formidable power!"

"Who are your parents? Did you kill them with your own hands?"

"Also, why do the injuries on your body heal so fast!"

It was hard for Conquest not to notice that Hillel was far too young, so young that he was equivalent to an infant.

An infant killing many adult Viltrumites and achieving supreme glory was a unique existence even in Viltrum’s genesis era.

Give him a few more centuries, and I’m afraid even he wouldn’t be a match.

Conquest also noticed that the reason the opponent could stand steadily without falling was precisely because of that extraordinary Super Speed Healing.

Energy rays could even be projected from his eyes.

A... non-pure-blood Viltrumite?

Before the scourge virus killed billions of Viltrumites, Viltrum also had experience interbreeding with alien races.

Hillel was not of pure blood, yet he was stronger than many pure-bloods!!

"What’s the use of knowing so much? You’re going to die soon anyway!" Hillel’s posture shifted to a fighting stance.

Viltrumites respected the strong in their bones; the more humble you were, the more they looked down on you.

"Hahaha!" Conquest laughed looking up at the sky. "Interesting, do you know who I am?"

"To me, you’re just a nobody by the roadside! You just need to know that I am the one who’ll conquer you!"

Conquest was slightly taken aback.

"Hahahaha!"

"Good! What an audacious little brat!"

"Then let me see if you have the qualifications to be this arrogant!"

Before his words finished falling.

The two figures collided unreservedly.

Rumble!!

At that instant, the entire continent trembled violently.

An epoch-making battle.

Officially commenced!

Between the two of them, there was no fancy probing, nor any room left for holding back.

Centered on their fists, an invisible wave of air suddenly exploded, blowing away the surrounding slaughtering Viltrumites in patches.

Some were blown off balance, tumbling in mid-air to steady themselves; even worse, some were shaken back more than ten meters by the aftershock, looking over here with bewildered expressions.

Most of them didn’t suffer any substantial injuries, but the sense of oppression coming from the center still made many instinctively retreat a certain distance.

They couldn’t care about slaughtering each other anymore and watched this battle with horrified expressions.

Anyone could tell that the center where those two fought was not a place their level could approach.

The collision ended.

The ground beneath Hillel’s feet first cracked with spiderweb-like fissures, then collapsed entirely, smashing out a crater dozens of meters in diameter. The rock layer was crushed raw by the force of their mutual impact, kicking up dust all over the sky.

The fists of the two were tightly pressed together.

Neither could shake the other.

"Boy! This is getting interesting!"

Conquest grinned, a long-lost excitement burning in those eyes.

He was reclusive and cruel in his methods; all Viltrumites feared him.

This was the first time a young person dared to go head-to-head with him.

"I haven’t met a young person like you in a long time. You have guts and strength! Don’t let me down."

Before his words finished, his other fist had already swung fiercely toward Hillel’s side face.

Hillel didn’t even bother to dodge.

He tilted his head to dissipate part of the force, taking the punch squarely with his cheek. Flesh tore apart and blood splattered, but the next instant, the wound reclosed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the hand he was using to press against Conquest suddenly exerted force.

Bang!

Conquest’s clenched wrist was pressed downward by this force, dragging his entire center of gravity off by half an inch.

It was precisely this half-inch.

Hillel’s knee pushed up smoothly, heavily slamming into Conquest’s abdomen.

BOOOOOM!!

Conquest let out a muffled grunt, his stalwart body sent flying backwards by the thrust, dragging a long furrow across the ground and snapping several rock pillars thrusting out obliquely from the earth before barely steadying his footing.

He wiped the corner of his mouth, looked down at his wrist, and saw that the opponent’s wound had already disappeared.

He laughed incomparably heartily.

"I’ve got a sandbag for training!"

Hillel did not show weakness. "Could it be that you aren’t a sandbag too? Take this blow from me!!!"

But Conquest struck first.

He slammed his feet fiercely into the ground; the earth behind him collapsed into another large patch from this stomp. His entire body turned into a low-flying shadow, charging toward Hillel once again.

Hillel actively met him head-on.

The two figures entangled with each other on the surface, trading blows back and forth.

Defense? Defense my ass!

The two beat each other face-to-face, hard-taking each other’s punches. Conquest’s strength was much greater than Hillel’s, and every time he could beat Hillel until his flesh was torn apart, but Hillel possessed Super Speed Healing.

Meanwhile, when his fists landed on Conquest, they could only cause him pain.

Conquest was like a masochist; every time he felt pain, he had to laugh maniacally.

Making Hillel even think the other party was possessed by The Batman Who Laughs.

The battle between them was simply jaw-dropping. Every collision would send one party flying out, only for them to use the momentum to turn back and pounce again. During the battle, the original battlefield was forcibly trampled and collapsed by the two of them, beating it into a ruin crisscrossed with gullies.

Occasionally, one could even see magma seeping through to the surface.

The surrounding Viltrumites had already regarded this place as a forbidden zone; no one dared to approach this area.

They continued their slaughter, but still glanced out of the corners of their eyes at the battlefield, especially the two figures in the center.

The great Hillel actually didn’t cower before Conquest?

Just how old was he!

He probably wasn’t even a hundred years old!

Such a young fellow hadn’t even been heard of before, yet he could fight evenly back and forth with Conquest?

Moreover, the two of them fought more and more fiercely.

It was utterly impossible for Conquest to hold back, and Hillel’s strength was evident to all.

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