The Boys: Viltrumite Bloodline Panel

To conquer others is to have power, to conquer yourself is to know the way.

~ Lao Tzu

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Hillel claimed it would be seven minutes, but in reality, it wasn’t that exaggerated.

After all, the Viltrumites respected group fights the most.

Over a dozen explosive figures pounced on him from all directions.

These people struck with extreme force, attempting to make Hillel lose the ability to resist so they could do as they pleased with him.

"I originally wanted to get along with you normally, but you guys are too aggressive!"

"I’m not pretending anymore, I’m laying my cards on the table!"

"I’ll suppress all of you single-handedly!"

Squelch!

After having his liver ripped out, Hillel stopped joking around and directly punched a hole through Belesa’s kidney.

Even as a group fight, this was still a lopsided battle.

Once the female Viltrumites fell, it was impossible for them to stand back up.

But Hillel could.

He was a Viltrumite with the "lodging-resistance trait".

Cultivated by the system, it must be a fine product.

Hillel’s figure shuttled through this crowd of people.

He grabbed Iveta’s arm, and using the momentum of her charge, twisted it backhand.

Snap!

Frowning beneath her fiery red hair, Iveta gritted her teeth against the pain as her beautiful yet powerful arm was forcefully bent in the opposite direction.

"Urg!! That’s the feeling!!!"

"How many years has it been? You’re the very first Viltrumite who dared to be this ruthless to me!"

"Oh! I love you even more now!"

Hillel didn’t give her time to react and kicked her flying with one kick.

"You masochistic pervert, go roll away!"

Cassandra followed closely behind, a silver flash piercing from his rear flank. That palm strike was fast and vicious, aiming straight for his throat.

Perfectly interpreting what it meant to be hard-hearted in action and sparing with words.

Hillel sidestepped, barely dodging it, and grabbed her ankle.

He swung Cassandra like a stick, sweeping horizontally at the other few female Viltrumites rushing up.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Viltrumite Great Pendulum!

Several of them were hit so hard they became dizzy, flying backward directly and smashing into the ground.

Hillel’s hand movements didn’t stop.

He slammed Cassandra fiercely onto the ground, fast and vicious.

The Viltrumite Hoeing the Earth!

A crisp cracking sound suddenly came from Cassandra’s slender, beautiful leg.

It was broken!

Minor injuries! Sprains, fractures, torn flesh... To Viltrumites, those were all trivial, minor injuries.

Even if internal organs were shattered, as long as vital organs weren’t injured, they could heal.

Especially since Hillel healed the other side while fighting.

Being ganged up on by multiple people was actually great for training, especially since these female Viltrumites were very fast and their combat experience wasn’t weak.

They could bring a tiny bit of pressure to Hillel.

Broken bones? Set them and fight again!

Severely injured? Stop fucking sleeping, get up and party!

Hillel even intentionally humiliated these women.

He moved with ease, circling among these dozen or so female warriors, and even found time to give pointers on combat techniques.

"My weakness is the inner ear, just like you guys. You can continuously super-clap to create sonic shockwaves!"

"Right, right, just this much force!"

"Ahaha, I’m feeling a tiny bit of pain now!"

Hillel enjoyed himself while taking beatings.

Alongside this extreme violence, a small amount of tenderness was mixed in. This repeated experience caused the female Viltrumites, whose emotions had been lacking all their lives, to fall completely and utterly.

A man who was powerful enough to completely conquer them, yet unwilling to kill them!

What was this called?

This was called love!!

Sometimes, Hillel even felt that these female Viltrumites, regardless of age, seemed to lack another special kind of love.

Familial love.

As for how Hillel discovered this, he could only say... it could be grasped intuitively, not described in words.

Not knowing how long had passed.

When the last female Viltrumite was also beaten by Hillel until she collapsed limply on the ground, only to be healed right after. They didn’t launch any more attacks.

The battle had ended!

In this war, there were no winners.

Over a dozen once-haughty female warriors lay sprawled all over the floor. Panting heavily with flushed cheeks, their gazes looking at Hillel were filled with an unresolvable burning intensity and attachment.

Hillel stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at them from above.

Like a stern parent.

"You guys sure have a lot of nerve."

He spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of deliberate sternness.

"You actually dared to gang up on me, to besiege your king?"

"Even under the excuse of reproduction, this kind of behavior... should be sentenced!"

"You have angered me."

Those female Viltrumites all trembled in unison.

Oh?

Could it be... there would be punishment like this?

So looking forward to it!

"So..." Hillel’s gaze swept across the crowd. "Today, one of you must step forward to accept punishment."

After a deathlike silence.

In the eyes of those female warriors, brilliant lights unexpectedly flashed as they unanimously wanted to eagerly sign up... ah no, accept the punishment!

"Belesa!"

"You are the most arrogant one in here, I’m going to discipline you today!"

"Hurry up and crawl over here to me!"

He hooked his finger.

Belesa’s body trembled. Clearly the distance was right in front of her, yet under everyone’s watchful eyes, she inched over bit by bit.

Hillel hooked the woman’s chin. "Unconvinced?"

"Yes!" Belesa wore a stubborn expression.

"Very good, I specialize in curing all kinds of unconvinced people. Take me to where you live!"

Belesa’s body trembled.

The combat suits of the Viltrumites held basically no secrets.

It was very easy to distinguish Belesa’s state at this moment.

That’s right, that’s right!

Belesa also realized the current situation. She seemed a bit unseemly, but it didn’t matter anymore.

On that arrogant face, a blush appeared, remembering the previous blow job.

She crawled up from the ground, and although her expression was very awkward, she honestly led the way.

Looking back every three steps, terrified that Hillel would disappear.

...

The place where Belesa lived was very nice, exceeding Hillel’s expectations.

Spacious and tidy!

It even carried a bit of feminine delicacy.

Only then did Hillel remember that the residences of Viltrumites were all very luxurious. Living in a coffin room like Conquest actually made someone an anomaly!

Such a powerful warrior didn’t even have a bed to sleep on, just spreading a bedsheet and placing a pillow, stubbornly calling it a GTA respawn point.

Most Viltrumites actually enjoyed life very much.

"Very good, this residence is nice. How much per square meter?" Hillel looked around with his hands behind his back.

"Money?" Belesa’s eyes showed confusion. "As long as Viltrumites pass the adulthood ceremony, they can receive all kinds of treatment. Aside from near the Royal Hall, no one dares to care where you want to build a house or how big you build it!"

"Oh, then it was indeed my narrow-mindedness!"

Hillel nodded and sat down on that soft couch.

"Next, I hope you know what to do yourself!"

Belesa stubbornly turned her head away.

As a female warrior, since she didn’t win against Hillel, what capital did she have to take the initiative?

A defeated bitch, how could she dare to expect such treatment!

But Hillel merely extended his hand and grasped her shoulders.

He didn’t use much force at all, but Belesa didn’t have the slightest thought of resisting. Her body of steel instantly melted into gentleness.

He was sitting on the soft couch like a king and pulled her onto his lap. Belesa straddled him in one smooth motion, her strong thighs settling on either side of his hips.

The moment she sank down, the thick head of his cock parted her folds and slid deep into her.

"Ah~" A sharp, breathy sound left her throat.

Her pussy was tight beyond reason. So this is how a Viltrumite pussy feels like..

The heat and pressure wrapping around him felt unreal.

Every ridge and fold of her inner walls gripped him like they were made to milk him dry. Hillel’s hands settled on her waist as she started moving, rising and dropping her sculpted body.

Her heavy breasts bounced with every downward thrust, full and firm, the soft flesh swaying heavily against his chest. The motion made her thick, powerful ass clap against his thighs with a deep, fleshy sound.

"Ahh~"

Each time she took him to the base, her tight walls fluttered and squeezed, as if trying to pull him even deeper.

No human or Supe could ever feel this tight while still being this soft and wet.

He reached up and pinched both of her stiff nipples between his fingers, rolling and tugging them roughly.

"Haaah~~!!!!"

Belesa’s back arched hard. A broken moan tore from her throat as her pussy clenched around him like a vice, the sudden tightness making Hillel’s breath catch.

Clear wetness spilled down his shaft and soaked his thighs. She kept riding him, bouncing harder now, her full breasts jumping with every powerful drop of her hips.

Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!

Hillel kept pinching and rolling her nipples, watching the way her body reacted. Every hard tug made her walls spasm and flutter around him, squeezing so tightly it bordered on painful in the best way.

What is called Conquest!?

This is what’s called Conquest!

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