The Boys: Viltrumite Bloodline Panel

A man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone.

~ Henry David Thoreau

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"My single blow was indeed immensely powerful!"

Hillel was very satisfied.

Omega Beams are simply awesome. When weak, they are used as Heat Vision; when strong, they can infinitely raise the upper limit.

Everyone below was dumbfounded.

The Flash was flung out from the singularity, running at extreme speeds across the tall buildings, turning into a streak of red lightning, and landing right in front of Hillel.

He raised his head, looking at this man who had appeared out of thin air, his face filled with confusion and vigilance.

When did Central City pop out with such a superhero?

"I am the Flash!" Barry Allen stared at him. "Are you... Superman?"

Hillel looked up and down, thinking this Flash looked somewhat handsome.

Oh, it’s the CW version of Flash!

That is, the TV show version of the Flash.

The TV show version of Supergirl and the Flash, they were all handsome men and beautiful women.

"Superman?" Hillel smiled. "That’s pretty much it. If our race came to Earth, we wouldn’t be any different from Superman. However, I am not a Kryptonian; I am a Viltrumite!"

Barry looked utterly bewildered.

The TV show version of the Flash at this time had just debuted, hadn’t unlocked some basic speed abilities yet, and had even less understanding of the Speed Force.

The Speed Force!

This thing in the DC Universe exists as an entirely separate World.

"Then you... are a friend?"

Cisco Ramon asked.

"My personality is quite stable. Aside from being a bit lustful, back where I’m from, I’d be considered saint-tier." Hillel crossed his legs, floating in the air. Compared to Superman, he was extremely calm.

"Uh, lustful is..."

Barry wore a strange expression on his face.

Before Hillel could reply, he once again felt the familiar pulling force.

Darn it!

He was going to leave again!

"Run! Barry, run!"

Before leaving, he suddenly added with a mischievous sense of humor.

Barry stood there in a daze.

...

Next, Hillel, like an uncontrollable ghost, shuttled through countless World fragments.

He saw a Superman wearing a black cloak with a very stern expression, flying in a gloomy and oppressive World, all alone, silently fighting against a giant spider.

There was also a sexy, black-haired Supergirl fighting a great battle against General Zod, yet dying in war after war.

He even saw the movie version of the Flash, constantly changing the past in hopes of saving his mother, which caused many Worlds to collide, and even his reflection appeared in the Time Bowl.

Countless powerful auras seemed to pierce through their original World and descend into the movie version of Barry Allen’s World.

Hillel was also one of them.

But the System pulled him back from the end of time, and bizarre Worlds flashed rapidly before his eyes.

...

"I don’t fear failure. I just don’t want what happened to Doc to happen to me."

"Be afraid of not having the chance. You have the chance. Doc didn’t. And you can either take it, or you can do what you’ve been doing sitting in here for months."

"I can’t go out on the track and do the same old thing, Sally. It won’t work."

"Then change it up. Try something new."

...

"Hey Anna! Who’s the funky-looking donkey over there?"

"That’s Sven."

"Uh-huh, and who’s the reindeer?"

"Sven."

"Oh, they’re bo–oh! Okay, makes things easier for me."

...

"Eren, we should talk. You got a moment?"

"Sure, I guess."

"Five years ago, we compromised Wall Maria and launched an attack on humanity... I’m the Armored Titan, and he’s the Colossal."

"We can hypothesize later. Our first concern is [Ymir]..."

"What are you talking about? Why are you telling him, Reiner?"

"No, we were on a mission. Our goal was to ensure mankind’s extinction. But now there’s no need for that. Eren, if you want the walls to remain standing, it’s simple. Just come with us."

...

"First unite the Seven Swords, then take down Ma Sanniang!"

...

"Peter, with great power comes great responsibility!"

"No, Uncle Ben!"

...

"I want to shut down Stark’s weapons division and research department!"

...

"I am Iron Man!"

...

"Reality is often disappointing. That is, it was. Now, reality can be whatever I want."

...

"You have my respect, Stark. When I’m done, half of humanity will still be alive. I hope they remember you."

...

"Thanos, I told you... that you would die for that"

"You should have gone for the head!"

...

"For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of Mankind... master of a million worlds.... He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die..."

...

"The great and holy Highfather!"

"At the same time as the sea level rises"

"At the same time as the blood-red Planet descends"

"At the same time as the indescribable things spread across the land"

...

He didn’t know how many Worlds flashed before his eyes.

In some Worlds, Hillel didn’t even dare to look, as if just one glance could corrupt his spirit.

Fortunately, his mental control immunity ensured he wouldn’t be affected in the slightest.

Until the spacetime turbulence gradually subsided.

Hillel finally landed on solid ground.

"Haah.. System, give me the coordinates of some of those Worlds. Later, if I run into Darkseid, I’ll trick him right in and kill him!"

Hillel wiped his sweat.

Turns out it was sweat, he almost thought it was pee!

The big bro System didn’t make a sound either.

Only then did Hillel have time to look around; he was standing above a city.

This city gave people an indescribably gloomy and oppressive feeling. Tall buildings stood densely, as if trapping the sky and inverting people inside a bowl. The leaden-gray sky was drizzling with a light rain.

[Transition stabilized.]

[Notice: Host has arrived in Gotham]

[Please search for weapon module accessories in this World]

"Gotham?" Hillel raised an eyebrow.

After passing through the Warhammer and Cthulhu Worlds, seeing Gotham made him feel much more affectionate.

It felt like returning to his own hotbed.

"Since it’s Gotham, bring out Harley Quinn first!" Hillel began searching.

Who goes on a business trip without securing some perks for themselves!

Just as he was looking around this eerie city, a large amount of noisy sounds suddenly came from a certain direction, sounding quite loud and giving a somewhat Earth-shattering feel.

An exceptionally fierce battle!

Moreover, judging by the energy tier, the parties involved in the fight could definitely be considered top-tier.

"Oh?" Hillel’s eyes lit up. "There’s a show to watch!"

His figure flickered, and he flew swiftly toward the direction where the battle had erupted.

...

Metropolis.

High up in the sky, two figures were fighting fiercely and inextricably.

One was Superman, wearing a dark blue battle suit with an "S" printed on his chest.

The other was naturally Doomsday; the monster was covered in spikes all over, with a ferocious expression resembling a demon.

That monster was extremely ugly, but its abilities were quite impressive. Every time it took a punch from Superman, its bone spurs would break and regenerate, while its body grew larger and larger during the battle, and its aura became terrifying.

Doomsday.

Fortunately, it wasn’t that one on the wall.

This movie version of Doomsday should be considered the weakest among all versions, but even so, outsiders couldn’t intervene.

Wonder Woman and Batman could only stand on the ground and watch.

Whenever this kind of battle happened, the two of them were like mere accessories.

"Not good." Batman’s voice was incomparably grave. "There is a nuclear bomb heading straight in Superman’s direction!"

"How could this be?"

Wonder Woman clenched the longsword in her hand. "A nuclear bomb against that thing will only have the opposite effect, and might even weaken Superman’s combat power. Are the Military all a bunch of idiots?"

Just as these two superheroes were at their wits’ end.

An unprecedented figure actually appeared right in front of them.

Hillel stood with his hands behind his back, raising his head to look high up into the sky.

"Yo, I thought the nuclear bomb was dropped by Batman, turns out it was the Military!"

Wonder Woman was the first to notice that Hillel was extraordinary. Just standing there made people subconsciously feel a sense of crisis—it was a majestic and powerful aura that even surpassed Doomsday.

"Who are you?"

Batman asked in a deep voice.

"Anyway, I’m not your dad, I’m just a super hero for fun!"

Hillel said casually.

He used his Super Vision to watch the tragic battle from the sidelines.

Superman and Doomsday were hit head-on by a nuclear bomb, and both were blasted apart.

Superman was pitch-black like a burnt ring, but fortunately, receiving sunlight, he was slowly repairing the cells within his body.

Doomsday took a nuclear bomb, not only not dying, but instead becoming even more massive, and even bursting with light all over his body, though the heat of that light was very ordinary.

Glowing without generating heat, there must be radiation.

This was feeding Doomsday like Godzilla!

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