The Boys: Viltrumite Bloodline Panel

[Total Ability Points Accumulated: 599,615 / 500,000]

[Breakthrough Enhancement Conditions Met]

[Initiate Enhancement?]

...

Hillel stood on the apartment balcony, looking out over the night view of New York.

The day’s work was done.

He could upgrade tonight.

The haul this time had been solid. One event had filled the entire experience bar.

"System, add points!!!"

...

[Confirm Enhancement — Start Breakthrough Lv.5 (Emperor)]

[Ability Points Consumed: 500,000]

[Remaining Ability Points: 99,615 / 2,000,000]

[Strength Increase: Planetary Level]

[Speed Increase: Faster-Than-Light]

[Upgrade Successful: New Ability Added — Super Speed Healing (Can heal others, including fatal injuries), Breathe in Space (One Month)]

[Enhancement Complete]

[Note: Public sentiment has a fatigue cycle; ability point gains from events of the same level will diminish. Larger-scale emotional shocks are required to maintain growth.]

...

Hillel felt power flooding through his body.

His cells were still abundant, and his muscle fibers were still restructuring at an atomic level.

...

Strong upgrade sound effects.

This lasted about five minutes.

Hillel’s personal stats had undergone earth-shaking changes, and he even gained a healing ability.

Could heal any fatal injury?

"Damn, are you kidding me!"

A super-warrior with super healing? Talk about broken as hell!

Hillel clenched his fists.

"Let’s test it."

He rose from the balcony and leaped gently.

A force field shielded him as he seamlessly entered faster-than-light transition.

In an instant, his body pierced through the atmosphere and arrived at Jupiter.

Jupiter.

The most destructive planet in the solar system.

With 318 times the mass of Earth and 2.5 times the gravity, it was a massive gas giant, a presence comparable to a behemoth.

Hillel hovered at the edge of Jupiter’s atmosphere.

He was closer to Jupiter than any human; his super vision could see inside the Great Red Spot, which was closer to hell in human eyes.

Hillel flew directly into the heart of the storm.

The surrounding temperature plummeted to minus 145 degrees.

Ammonia ice crystals struck his body at supersonic speeds; each one could easily pierce through steel plating.

Any other supe who came here would be beaten into a blood mist.

The ionic lightning in Jupiter’s atmosphere wasn’t like the tickling from that electric whip woman.

Planetary-level voltage could reach billions of volts.

Blue-white electric arcs exploded around Hillel, enveloping him in an ocean of plasma.

Hillel spread his arms, he let the storm engulf him.

The horrifying thunder striking his body felt like a warm shower, and the liquid metallic hydrogen in the air wrapping around his entire body felt even more comfortable than soaking in a hot spring.

"This is boring! Jupiter is like a sissy; my steel gate hasn’t even reacted at all!"

Hillel assumed a Viltrumite dash posture and flew deeper.

Passing through the liquid hydrogen layer, he reached Jupiter’s core region.

The temperature here reached 30,000 degrees Celsius, hotter than the surface of the sun, and the pressure was millions of times that of Earth’s sea level.

In this environment, even diamonds would be compressed into liquid carbon.

Hillel stood in the core of Jupiter.

He could feel some decent power because his battle suit had burned away.

"Pay me back for my clothes!"

Hillel roared at the air.

Jupiter was like a silent widow, saying nothing; even a lover like Hillel couldn’t stand the cold violence.

He decided to leave Jupiter.

He arrived at the surface of the sun.

The battle suit on his body was redrawn.

Hillel crossed his arms and stared at the sun, wondering whether to fly in and taste it.

Although he had the Viltrumite Bloodline, the components of his body didn’t seem to be smart atoms, otherwise he wouldn’t have been so weak when he first awakened.

Maybe falling into the sun wouldn’t kill him from high-energy particle damage?

But he also had a "Smart Atom Explosion" skill...

Forget it. Forget it. He didn’t dare test it.

It wouldn’t be worth it if he died.

He returned to Earth. Calculating the time, he had been gone for less than five minutes.

That was fast!

Hillel looked at Annie January, who was lying on the sofa watching a show. He still had another ability to test.

That was...

Viltrumite Strength — SSSSS

Viltrumite Endurance — SSSSS

Viltrumite Speed — SSSSS

Viltrumite Impact — SSSSS

Viltrumite Youth Surplus — SSSSSSSS

Half an hour later.

Annie January’s eyes didn’t light up. This building escaped a disaster.

Because she had already rolled her eyes back.

Super Speed Healing!

Annie woke up in a second.

"I think I just saw my life flash before my eyes!"

"Hallucinations! I held back this time!"

An hour later.

Annie awakened the ability of super-speed flight.

Annie, the tank of The Boys universe, had been tempered to completion ahead of schedule.

Now, one light cannon blast from her could send The Deep flying from Vought Tower all the way to the beach.

"No more, no more!"

Annie January crawled toward the corner of the bed using her hands and feet.

"Hey, don’t you still have energy? Come on, come on! Let’s go another round! Official announcements need an official attitude!!"

Hillel made it clear he was nowhere near his limit.

Super Speed Healing!

"Fuck you, Guardian!" Annie January flipped him the middle finger.

"Good. Very spirited!!"

...

The next day.

Annie fell into a deep sleep and didn’t wake up until ten o’clock.

She felt she hadn’t just fallen asleep.

She had been fucked unconscious.

She now reasonably suspected that The Guardian had a sex addiction!

Annie lifted the blanket. Her smooth body was covered in red marks. She moved slowly toward the bathroom. Hillel’s youth was overflowing.

...

In an apartment building in New York.

Robin was frying eggs in the kitchen. Hearing the doorbell, she wiped her hands and ran to open the door.

A tall man stood outside the door.

Compared to the TV, The Guardian seemed even taller.

His muscles were also becoming more robust.

He wasn’t wearing his battle suit, just a plain hoodie and jeans.

But for a clothes hanger like him, everything looked good.

"Oh my god!"

Robin’s spatula fell to the floor.

"You, you are... The Guardian!"

Hillel grinned. "Good morning, Robin. Is Hughie home?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Hughie!!! Hughie, get your ass out here!!!"

Robin was almost going crazy with excitement.

The famous Guardian, actually visiting in person?

She wanted to tear down the door frame to let Hillel in.

"Please, come in! Please, come in! Fuck, my place is a bit messy... Fuck... I should have cleaned up... Fuck!"

Hillel’s forehead creased.

Girl, don’t use "Fuck" like a comma!

He smiled naturally. "It’s okay, I don’t mind!"

Having spent too much time with Homelander, his smile was almost as hypocritical as his.

Hillel walked into the small apartment.

Small as a sparrow but complete with all organs. Photos of Hughie and Robin hung on the wall. A few comics were on the coffee table, along with several limited-edition superhero figures.

There was even a life-sized body pillow of The Guardian.

Wait.. Life-sized... body pillow?

Hillel used super vision to take a look. Thankfully, the pillow didn’t have a...

Hughie walked out of the bedroom, his hair messy, looking like a decadent youth.

Seeing Hillel standing in the living room, he froze.

His life began to flash before his eyes.

"How... how did you know I lived here?"

Hughie’s voice was trembling uncontrollably.

Robin thought her boyfriend was as excited as she was. Maybe more excited, after all, his voice was even trembling.

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