People always tell you - be humble. Be humble. When was the last time someone told you to be amazing?
~ Kanye West
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Orantis was still just the beginning.
In the following days, Hillel used the same method to successively liberate the colonial Planets scattered by the old empire in this star region.
Wherever he went, he would first execute the Viltrum overseer or some interstellar bandits, and then declare the local area liberated.
There were indeed a few reckless interstellar forces that dared to forcefully stick their necks out, and the result was simple.
All their starships were pushed into the event horizon of a black hole, turning into ghost ships.
For many weak civilizations that had been enslaved for who knows how many generations, almost no one would refuse the help of the Big Brother. To them, Hillel’s appearance was simply the descent of a deity.
In just a few years, the races swearing allegiance to Hillel grew from one to dozens.
Hillel simply took the initiative to lead and incorporated all these races into an alliance, preempting Thaddeus to create a Viltrumite version of the interstellar alliance.
He even lowered the threshold, allowing the weak technological civilizations in the Universe to actively apply to join. As long as they were willing to swear allegiance and provide resources and technology to the alliance, Hillel would grant them asylum.
For a time, Hillel’s greatness spread far and wide in the interstellar space.
Even some star regions openly called him the great Emperor!
Hillel always felt a chill down his spine, with a cold wind blowing around his buttocks.
The second major thing Hillel did was to build a new home for the Viltrum people.
He specially selected a star region where there was a huge red Sun.
Right next to that Sun, Hillel mobilized the power of the entire interstellar alliance, exhausting the wisdom and resources of countless technological civilizations, to begin building an unprecedented creation.
The City of a Thousand Stars!
A full twenty years passed in the snap of a finger.
The City of a Thousand Stars was forged and completed. It was a behemoth suspended in the sea of stars, and its volume was so large that it defied common sense, being as large as a medium-sized Planet.
The main body of the city was made of a dark gold alloy extracted from the core of a star, capable of withstanding extremely strong energy radiation. Under the reflection of that red Sun, the entire city cast a dark red metallic luster.
Arriving at the surface of the Thousand Stars, countless towering spires rose from the ground, piercing straight into the starry sky.
Streams of light bridges made of pure energy connected the towers to one another, crisscrossing and linking the entire city into a precise whole. (You can imagine it as the Bifrost Bridge of Asgard, or the buildings of the Land of Light would also be nice)
The outermost layer of the city was also surrounded by a defensive array composed of one million energy turrets.
It was a pity that Hillel never found the Infinity Ray Gun; that thing seemed to choose its Master. He would have Nolan look for it later, and this time he would directly resort to killing blows.
The Universe does not allow any existence more powerful than the Land of Light... Oh wait, the Viltrumites!
Further away, seven Planets of varying sizes, like loyal guards, guarded the periphery of the City of a Thousand Stars.
Not all Viltrum people lived in the City of a Thousand Stars.
Most of the Viltrum people were settled on the Planets, and only those Viltrum people who had performed great military exploits were worthy of boarding the City of a Thousand Stars.
This could also be considered a promotion channel established by Hillel.
...
The very core of the City of a Thousand Stars.
A magnificent royal hall unfolded. At the end of the royal hall, a dark alloy chair rested there, inlaid with rare treasures collected from various Planets.
Hillel called this thing the iron throne.
But most people called it the supreme glory of the Golden Throne. As long as one sat on it, it was as if they could obtain supreme mighty power.
In fact, with the City of a Thousand Stars being so close to the star, Hillel’s throne was even closer to the star.
Those who could sit up here by true capability were not far off in strength.
Hillel lazily leaned sideways on the throne.
Twenty years had passed, and his appearance had not changed in the slightest, but the majesty around his body had become increasingly profound.
Below.
Belesa, Cassandra, Iveta, and Mira, the four women stood on both sides.
The passage of twenty years left no trace on their faces, but instead made them increasingly bright and moving.
After being irrigated by love, older female Viltrum people were simply indescribably beautiful.
Below the four women were Nolan and his son, as well as a few very powerful Viltrumites.
The entire City of a Thousand Stars had truly become the steel heart of the newborn empire.
"Have you found Thaddeus?"
Hillel leaned sideways on the Golden Throne and asked leisurely.
Nolan knelt on one knee and lowered his head.
"Reporting to the King, not yet."
Hillel was not surprised.
This result was within his expectation.
Thaddeus had been a ruthless character from start to finish, extremely capable of endurance. Otherwise, how could he have successfully assassinated Emperor Argall, instigated The Great Purge, and even dropped the scourge virus, almost exterminating the entire Viltrumite race?
In the original work, he only dared to show his head after Nolan betrayed the empire.
Finding him was not that easy.
But as long as Thaddeus did not die for a single day, Hillel would not feel at ease.
Thaddeus also had version 2.0 of the scourge virus, which could perfectly kill Viltrum people. Hillel himself was not afraid; his genes were stable, and if he got hit, he would just lie in the Sun and sleep for a few days to safely get through the weak period.
But his followers could not do that.
If you do not cut the weeds by the roots, the spring breeze will make them grow again.
Hillel decided to take the initiative.
"We can’t wait any longer. Traitors must be executed with extreme punishment!" Hillel slowly straightened his body. "Thaddeus doesn’t have this kind of brain; someone must be assisting him with virus research, so he is not alone!"
"Find civilizations with highly developed biotechnology, especially those with a deep-seated hatred for the Viltrumites!"
"Behind Thaddeus, there should also be forces similar to an alliance. Search them out one by one for me. We have plenty of time!"
"Yes!"
Nolan took the order, and other Viltrum elites also set off one after another.
...
After everyone retreated, only the four women were left in the royal hall.
Belesa and the other graceful figures slowly floated toward the throne.
Their eyes burned with burning passion.
"My King."
Belesa was the first to fly in front of Hillel.
She was as eager as ever.
"We have followed you for a hundred years!"
"For these hundred years, you have consistently healed our wombs to their previous state, refusing to bestow your essence. We need to bear even a single offspring for you!"
As the words fell. The four women actually tore apart the battle armor on their bodies.
Those curvaceous and moving bodies were unreservedly exposed to the air.
They stared straight at Hillel, with naked desire in their eyes.
"We want the..."
"Conquest of us!"
"...Just like how you conquered weak civilizations!"
"Our King!"
To the Viltrumites, this was the most straightforward profession of love.
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