The Boys: Viltrumite Bloodline Panel

I won’t be held back by ideals that don’t protect the innocent.

~ Injustice Superman

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Hillel, however, remained unhurried and floated straight over to Superman’s side.

"I know, the moral sense of you heroes is extremely high! It’s practically at the level of saints!"

"But as far as I know, the ending of the last man who upheld a justice of not killing was extremely tragic!"

Hillel said, "If one day, your family has their heads cut off by a criminal whose life you personally spared, and those heads are placed in a box for you to admire, will you still be able to act as high and mighty as you are now?"

"Do you have a girlfriend, Clark?"

Hillel pressed down on Superman’s shoulder and said in his ear, "If Lois is pregnant with your child, yet dies at the hands of a criminal whose life you personally spared, tell me, who killed him?"

"Clark, don’t listen to his twisted logic!"

Batman said abruptly.

Hillel’s eyes lit up with red light, directly burning away the communication device.

Batman had a set of countermeasures for everyone, including Superman, but most of the time he adhered to the principle of not killing, not wanting to gradually blur the boundaries of a vigilante amidst the slaughter.

But there was always a Universe where Superman would be implicated, lose his family, and thus turn to actively changing this World.

"Clark, my words seem to have touched your soul. To tell you the truth, the theory of parallel Universes truly exists. I am neither from the past nor originate from the future..."

"I am merely a wanderer roaming through parallel Universes!"

"The Great Crusade is about to begin. If you want to protect your family, you need to know what you are doing. Earth is undoubtedly the core in any Universe!"

"Darkseid, the anti-life equation... are all in this place!"

"Don’t wait until your beloved is killed for you to regret it too late!"

Superman was stunned.

"Pity that I don’t have abilities like a psychic mirror, you’ve never seen the darkness I’ve witnessed at all!"

Hillel described things from his World to Superman, such as the Little St. James Island incident, which, placed in any Universe, was quite an explosive event.

Superman’s mind had not yet been ravaged.

Superman listened with a shocked expression.

He was a man who considered himself a believer in the inherent goodness of human nature, but upon descending to Earth, he was dominated by the rogue narrative of America, and at this moment, a trace of wavering arose regarding justice.

To be precise, Batman’s justice.

It was a pity the other party wasn’t Superman: Red Son, otherwise they would have had plenty to talk about.

"In my World, behind that island are the powerful politicians. They hold power over half the country, and from top to bottom, everyone is their person. Tell me, will such people eventually be sentenced to death?"

"No, they won’t even enter a prison!"

"How can such people be changed? Forgive them like God? No, what you should do is send them to meet God!"

Half of Hillel’s face was in the damp shadows of Gotham; he was closer to Gotham’s dark style than anyone else.

In the eyes of orthodox superheroes, he couldn’t really be considered a superhero, but rather part of the chaotic alignment.

"Is this true?" Superman’s face showed doubt.

"Every day so many people are born into this World, but some people are born as reincarnated beasts. Talking about morality with beasts is the greatest cruelty to the victims."

Hillel wanted to say something more.

But right at this moment, the system emitted a harsh alarm.

[Warning! Host’s actions have seriously interfered with the operational trajectory of this World]

[Has been noticed by the higher-dimensional will of this World]

[Executing emergency teleportation!]

This was the first time Hillel heard an unusually anxious feeling from the system’s prompt tone.

Then he was strongly invaded by a tremendous will.

Hillel’s shield wall, which immunized against all mind control, completely resisted this psychic invasion.

Damn it!

Who was this noticed by?

God?

Hillel could feel that his mental defense was shaking violently, and his entire being was like a lonely boat in a storm, about to be obliterated at any moment.

However, the system automatically isolated that invading will.

Our great System dared to throw people in, so it could definitely bring people out.

"Goodbye until we meet again, brother!"

Hillel gave a dashing shake of his head toward the shocked Superman.

I’m leaving!

No need to miss me!

I am only a legend!

As his voice fell, his figure vanished without a trace.

Amidst the spinning World, all that appeared before his eyes was nothingness.

He did not immediately return to The Boys World, instead seemingly carried along by the system, gradually getting lost in the spacetime turbulence.

...

This was a ruin razed to the ground by the flames of war.

Two shivering children clung closely together, hiding beneath a crumbling concrete slab.

Maybe today.

Or maybe tomorrow.

If they were lucky, they might not be blown to death at all.

An artillery shell stamped with Stark Industries was stuck in the debris, and it could explode at any moment.

They stared fixedly at that shell, praying wildly in their hearts.

"Oh ho!"

"Even a mental will that the System couldn’t withstand—couldn’t it really be God?!"

"Tsk tsk! Dear System, why didn’t you dare to have a go with God?"

Hillel fanned the flames.

But Brother System remained silent as usual.

Hillel wiped his sweat again.

Good thing, he almost pissed his pants from fright!

He looked around to see where he had been thrown this time.

As a result, he immediately saw the two children beneath the concrete slab.

Oh, am I back?

Seeing the surrounding setting, Hillel instinctively thought it was done by the military; this fucking reputation!

"Stark Industries! Oh, it’s Marvel!"

Hillel picked up the shell on the ground and casually squeezed it.

Boom!

That shell, which was enough to raze dozens of meters around to the ground, was easily squeezed to pieces by him using two fingers. The aftershocks of the explosion were entirely wrapped by the Bio-field, not leaking out even a bit.

He easily lifted that crumbling concrete slab, along with tons of ruins on top of it, pulling them all up and steadily placing them to the side.

"Come out, children, don’t play hide-and-seek with your Uncle!"

Hillel patted the dust off his hands.

Only then were the two children saved.

"Introduce yourselves, children." Hillel put his hands on his hips.

"My name is Pietro, thank you for saving us!" The older brother protected his younger sister, but still gratefully reported his name.

"Wanda," the younger sister timidly added.

Stark Industries’ shell, Pietro, Wanda—so it was this pair of siblings!

Where is Magneto?

Come out and adopt them, aren’t these your kids?

These two siblings were none other than the future Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver who died of insufficient budget.

"You... are you a superhero?"

Wanda raised her head and asked cautiously.

Hillel thought about it seriously and replied, "Not necessarily. According to the settings of certain Worlds, I probably shouldn’t count as the justice alignment, but I’m not a bad guy either. I might be considered part of the chaotic alignment!"

"Of course, even so, to some Worlds, I am still an existence at the level of a saint!"

Hillel very neatly puffed himself up.

"But you saved us!"

Wanda said earnestly, "Someone who saved us definitely isn’t a bad person!"

Look at that!

This is what a flower of the future should be!

"It’s such a simple truth, but unfortunately, there are many people in this World who can’t figure it out in their entire lives!" Hillel said softly.

He crouched down, suddenly harboring a crooked idea.

"I can’t stay in this World for too long. With your little heads, you can’t understand my existence yet, but you’ll gradually understand in the future..."

"Perhaps, we will meet again!"

"I will launch an event called the Great Crusade. I need to recruit warriors in different Worlds and spread my will, but rest assured, I just want to make this World a bit better!"

"Why?"

"If the World becomes better, then parents and family like yours won’t be brutally slaughtered by war anymore, right?"

The siblings looked at each other and nodded, half-understanding.

Hillel was very satisfied.

In that case, let’s make a minor investment.

He handed over two permanent Compound V doses.

Wanda and her brother were descendants of Mutants; their genes had not yet awakened, but sooner or later they would walk their own path according to the trajectory of fate.

Wanda would win the favor of Chaos Magic in the future with infinite potential, so he definitely had to leave a good impression in advance.

"For ordinary people, this thing might turn them into Supes, but for you guys, it might prematurely induce the Mutant genes within your bodies, or perhaps strengthen your abilities, but no one can say for sure..."

"However, at least one thing is certain: you won’t feel powerless anymore over things like today, and you can even go help others!"

"Willing to give it a try?"

Without even thinking, Wanda reached out and took that vial of Compound V.

The younger sister looked timid, yet she had more agency than her brother.

Seeing this, Pietro also stepped forward.

The two doses were injected.

The two began to transform.

"Before helping others, protect yourselves first. The World is cruel, kids! Don’t get caught and used as test subjects; sometimes power isn’t omnipotent!" Hillel gave another warning.

Before the Sokovia incident, these two siblings weren’t particularly good people either.

Giving them a warning in advance might change their growth trajectory.

As Hillel spoke, he suddenly looked up into the void; there was a bald head, seemingly casting a gaze of confusion toward him.

"Who are you?"

A voice emanated from the void.

"Just passing through your esteemed domain, I’ll be leaving very soon!"

Hillel’s figure began to grow illusory.

"You... do you have a name?" Wanda asked hurriedly.

Hillel chuckled, "Call me uncle, or you can call me The Guardian, or Regent, and Homelander isn’t out of the question either!"

"Goodbye until we meet again!"

As the words fell.

A doorway opened in the void.

The bald sorcerer Ancient One walked out, but Hillel had already vanished without a trace.

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