The Boys: Viltrumite Bloodline Panel

But the answer isn’t always to do more. Problems can’t always be solved by running faster. Sometimes the simplest solution is the best.

~ Barry Allen

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Hillel pressed down on Homelander’s shoulder, unusually putting away his foul-mouthed expression as his gaze grew deep.

"John, based on your nature, I think you’ll probably never get what you truly want in this world!"

Homelander looked taken aback.

"What do you mean? I am Homelander! Whatever I want, I can get, right?!!"

Hillel patted his shoulder and asked,

"Besides drinking milk, do you usually understand sci-fi concepts like parallel universes, parallel dimensions, or the Backrooms?"

Homelander was a bit confused. "I know a little! But what does that have to do with our conversation?"

"Just tell me if you know or not!"

Homelander nodded. "There were some related things in my second solo movie, but bro, you don’t actually believe that online nonsense, do you?"

"I know a few very good psychiatrists. I’ve personally vetted them, and they are definitely top-tier in the field. Do you want..."

Oh, that’s authoritative indeed.

"Shut up. Once you evolve from a giant baby into a normal person, then I’ll believe your nonsense!" Hillel rolled his eyes. He casually clapped his hands, generating a massive shockwave of sonic booms that sent a layer of goosebumps over Homelander’s skin.

"When you reach my level, you’ll naturally understand."

"In general relativity and astrophysics, when a celestial body’s mass reaches a horrifying scale, the surrounding space warps due to gravity, forming gravitational lenses or singularities."

"And when a supe’s body and Bio-field reach their limits, they produce the same effect. It’s just that in this world, there is no supe more powerful than me, so only I can break through spatial barriers and explore secrets beyond space."

Hillel leaned close to Homelander’s ear, his tone carrying a hint of temptation.

"John, I have other plans for you."

"There is a grand world right now that fits someone like you perfectly."

"In that world, your true nature would actually be as pure as a little boy’s. The entire populace would fall madly in love with you. The Chaos Gods would pray for you every day, and the Emperor sitting high on his throne might even shift his big butt off his Golden Throne to help you ascend to it."

"The entire Imperium of Man will fight for you. I’m not joking!"

Homelander was completely dumbfounded.

He was so shocked by the grand vision Hillel painted that he was somewhat speechless. The Chaos Gods? The Emperor? A golden toilet—ehm—Throne?

But why did it sound so wrong?

Homelander’s gaze became complicated.

He suspected Hillel had gone mad, causing his original anger to dissipate instantly, replaced by a few hints of concern in his eyes. "Bro, listen to me. There’s a clinic in New Jersey specifically for superhero therapy. Do you want me to make an appointment for you?"

"Fuck off!"

Hillel’s forehead filled with black lines. With a sway of his body, he vanished into thin air high above.

Listen or don’t.

Either way, when the time comes, I’ll just throw you over there directly.

He wondered if the Emperor, in order to protect Homelander, would sacrifice all of humanity to go all out against the Chaos Gods.

After all, in that world, pure human genetics like Homelander’s were rare... no, non-existent.

...

That evening.

In the Central City apartment, the passion had yet to dissipate.

"Ahh~~ yes!"

"Mhmmm!!! Fuck fuck fuuuuuuck~~~~"

"Haa!" Hillel leaned against the headboard, swirling a glass of icy Coca-Pepsi-Pepper mix in one hand while schlicking Maeve’s pussy with the other. Annie bounced on his cock, Jordan ground her pussy against his thigh, and Cate licked his neck and nipples while fingering herself.

Yup. Before the next travel, Hillel had called in backup, gathering Cate, Jordan, Maeve, and Annie all into this room.

After finishing his drink, he stopped being passive and began to fuck them silly in all sorts of positions. Not even sparing the ceiling.

Well, it had to be said, the four women’s combat effectiveness went through the roof, and this battle lasted until dawn.

Only when their stamina was completely exhausted did Hillel open the system, preparing to collect the next weapon module.

[Ding!]

[System Notification: In light of the host’s overly violent dimensional breach in DCEU Metropolis last time, a fluctuation in the Supreme Will was triggered!]

[To conceal your whereabouts, spatial nodes will be altered for this transfer to perform a curved leap.]

[The host must briefly stay in a transit world to stabilize the anchor! Duration of stay: Minimum of six months, maximum of less than one year!]

[Leap Plane — Marvel Universe]

"Marvel Universe? Comics or movies? I wonder if I can handle it!" Hillel raised an eyebrow. "Also, System, can you not connect to a VPN or something, that you have to set up a transit station?"

[Transit Node: CW-Earth-0 (The Flash TV Show Version)]

"Oh, it’s this world!"

"That’s fine then. Half a year or a year is just a matter of a few days passing for me!"

A Viltrumite’s time scale was nearly on par with the universe. Hillel was already used to the passage of time, and to him, memories remained fresh forever.

[Commence teleportation?]

"Yes!"

Hillel nodded.

Once I gather all the weapon modules, I’ll go back and blow Thragg’s head off directly. This time it must be a one-shot kill.

The next second, the world spun.

Time in the main universe paused, and the Game of Thrones universe paused along with it.

Hillel felt his feet sink, and when he stepped firmly on ground again, his surroundings had completely changed.

[Ding! Arrived at the transit world]

Hillel raised his head and found himself standing in a vast, abandoned industrial zone. Not far away, a huge wheel stood abruptly on the ground, looking like a giant Ferris wheel, except filled with an industrial, mechanical feel.

Sizzle!!!

Before Hillel could finish taking in his surroundings, a furious bolt of blue lightning tore open the void and popped out of a portal, looking like anything but a good guy.

In fact, he really wasn’t.

It was an extremely evil blue silhouette clad in a streamlined suit. With its mask vibrating, it resembled the razor-sharp teeth of a beast.

Blue lightning? A speedster?

Isn’t this Zoom?

...

Meanwhile.

Central City, S.T.A.R. Labs.

The main console’s alarm suddenly blared. Cisco sat before the computer furiously pounding the keyboard as a red dot representing massive energy fluctuations flashed wildly on the screen.

"Barry! The computer here detected a spatial leap signal!" Cisco shouted into the microphone.

Whoosh!

Orange lightning condensed instantly, revealing Barry Allen in his suit.

Barry ripped off his mask and asked, out of breath, "What’s going on? Haven’t all the singularities been closed? Aside from Zoom, no one should be able to cross dimensions!"

"That’s the problem!" Cisco turned pale. "Our scheduled final showdown with Zoom isn’t supposed to be now!"

Caitlin Snow rushed over. "Cisco, quickly pull up the satellite surveillance for the nearby industrial zone!"

As Cisco tremblingly clicked open the feed, the figure inside shocked everyone.

"Oh, God!" Cisco rubbed his eyes, a look of complete disbelief on his face.

"Barry, it’s that guy from last time! The Superman who physically dissolved the wormhole with his Heat Vision! He’s back!"

On the surveillance screen, Hillel was sizing up Zoom.

Likewise, Zoom was sizing him up.

Both were curious about each other’s presence.

"This isn’t the right time. Why did he appear now?" Barry’s face changed drastically. With no time to overthink, he said, "I have to go over there. Zoom is a lunatic. He’ll kill that Superman!"

Riiip!

Orange lightning blasted out of S.T.A.R. Labs, compressing the air into a violent sonic boom line.

Barry’s current speed was probably around Mach 10 to 20.

Still in the starter village.

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