The Boys: Viltrumite Evolution Panel

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Afterward.

Belesa lazily propped herself up on her arm, half-leaning on the daybed.

The slipping bedsheet outlined her exceptionally smooth physique.

Female Viltrumites all look slender and well-proportioned, but in reality, they are well-nourished, with exceptionally alluring curves.

(For details, refer to Anissa VS Mark)

"You should go!" she suddenly spoke.

"Why?" Lucas lay there, his expression absurd.

Are you going to disown me the moment you put your pants on?

"Because I don’t have the right to possess you." Belesa’s voice was a bit dejected. "I am not the strongest; I cannot defeat you. According to the rules, I am not qualified to spend such a wonderful night with you!"

Lucas laughed.

"What kind of bullshit rule is this?"

He reached out and pulled Belesa into his arms.

"Here, I am the rule."

"It’s a matter of mutual consent; who dares to question it?"

He lowered his head, looking at the woman in his arms who was like a kitten.

"On Viltrum, where muscles occupy the brain, fists are the rule. Even Emperor Argall is no exception. Whoever dares to question this, I will kill them for you!"

Belesa’s breathing suddenly stopped.

Kill even the Emperor for my sake?

In her arrogant and sharp eyes, at this moment, a layer of mist slowly rose.

Female Viltrumites selectively extract information.

Belesa propped herself up and extended a slender finger, stroking Lucas’s mouth with incomparable gentleness.

That movement was too gentle to be that of a female warrior.

The ruthless female devil, in her eyes, revealed a trace of rare... attachment!

For a native female Viltrumite, such outwardly expressed emotions are almost impossible to appear.

They suppress their emotions; even parents, husbands, children... are all like strangers.

Lucas’s existence seems to have changed Belesa’s perspective.

According to the setting, the stronger a Viltrumite is, the more emotionally deprived they actually are.

They can’t handle even a little bit of stimulation.

This point is actually similar to Homelander.

However, compared to Homelander’s twisted personality, Viltrumites are much more mentally sound. They were just thrown into a world that worships force from birth, a world that cannot tolerate even a shred of warmth.

Individual narratives are just insignificant drops of water in the face of the Empire’s narrative.

As long as they are provided with the love they lack.

In the name of love!

Unwavering until death!

...

Lucas spent the night at Belesa’s place.

Since that’s the case!

Then I will do something big in this world!

Lucas is not satisfied with just grinding for experience; he wants to conquer Viltrum!

Thagg would rather use the scourge virus to exterminate his own kind, but Lucas intends to take another path.

When it was almost dawn.

"Rumble!!!"

A violent tremor woke Lucas from his sleep.

"Damn it! Whoever is disturbing my sleep, you better be Thragg!"

Half of Belesa’s house was smashed down by someone, and gravel and dust fell down rustlingly.

But Belesa didn’t have much of a reaction to this, just rubbing her chin against Lucas’s chest, not even bothering to lift her eyelids.

She is the loser!

But at least the King chose her first, and not those other goods!

Lucas opened his eyes.

He saw that outside the collapsed half of the roof, more than a dozen familiar figures were hovering in the air, eyeing them covetously.

Seeing Belesa lying happily in Lucas’s arms.

These female Viltrumites turned red with rage in a second.

Why?

Why can Belesa, this loser, receive Lucas’s favor?

Kill her!

As long as they kill her, they can be in that position too!

These female Viltrumites were also full of resentment.

Why did Lucas pick Belesa alone?

In terms of beauty, their muscles are not inferior either!

Lucas sighed helplessly.

"Fortunately, I have Super Speed Healing, so I don’t have to worry about my kidneys, but I won’t be healing any collateral damage for you!"

He got up from the daybed, naked.

A more impatient female Viltrumite named Dorota was the first to crash in, attacking anyone she saw.

Lucas didn’t even look.

With one kick, he struck her lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

Dorota’s graceful body was kicked away by this strike, passing through the broken wall and disappearing into the sky like a meteor.

Lucas didn’t even use his strength.

Otherwise, you would be floating in space just like Conquest!

The remaining female Viltrumites, upon seeing this, not only did not retreat but became even more excited.

Gang-up = Enrage Lucas = Being chosen = Reproduction!

Anyway, they won’t die!

They swarmed up.

Lucas stood naked in the broken house, knocking down more than a dozen female warriors, which was becoming increasingly effortless.

Breaking arms, severing tendons, punching through abdomens, slicing off thighs...

And then reattaching them all.

Lucas is now practically an expert; he has forced himself to practice a method that can dismantle powerhouses fastest while keeping the opponent awake.

After subduing this group of women, Lucas slowly sat back on the daybed.

"Belesa." He pointed. "Go get me a set of clothes."

Belesa obediently got up, retrieved a clean set of Viltrumite armor from the corner of the room, and served Lucas as he put it on.

It’s just that her fighting hands were obviously a bit unfamiliar with doing such things, and her technique was very clumsy.

"Clumsy, you deserve a beating!"

Belesa blushed, without any complaints.

Was he really just giving a light tap? She had thought he would slice off her shoulder with one palm.

It was simply... too gentle!

Men who dote on their girlfriends are actually quite popular on Viltrum.

Belesa earnestly helped Lucas dress.

After getting dressed, Lucas put his hands behind his back and floated in front of those women; he wanted to pick one to take away.

They must be punished!

These people are becoming increasingly pushy. If he doesn’t punish them, what dignity does he have left?

Finally, Lucas looked at Mira, who had a plump, mature figure and a charming face.

"It’s you!"

"Let’s go! Follow me into the room!"

Lucas beckoned with his finger.

Mira lazily climbed up from the ground, her eyes darting around, smiling charmingly, and obediently followed.

Belesa didn’t even take another look.

She had no objections to this.

The strong decide who to reproduce with; this is the rule of Viltrum.

In her logic, Lucas is the strong one, and the strong have enough rights to choose any woman he fancies.

This is only natural!

The only thing she could do was watch Lucas silently as he took Mira away.

Then, her arrogant eyes turned, sweeping over those female Viltrumites.

Finally, she locked onto one of the weaker ones.

"Hey, you!"

Belesa clenched her fists and slowly floated over.

"I cannot defeat the great Lucas."

"But dealing with you small fries is more than enough."

The female Viltrumite’s expression changed.

"You smashed my house and disturbed my love’s rest time!" Belesa said, word by word, her voice as cold as millennial ice.

"Before tonight, you must fix my house for me and restore it to its original state; not even a single atom can be different!"

"Otherwise..."

"I will kill you!"

Those weaker female Viltrumites shrank back immediately, not daring to breathe.

The stronger ones were even more wary.

They already knew Belesa was very powerful, and now she is the woman Lucas values most; this can be seen from the order of reproduction.

Provoking Belesa is equivalent to provoking Lucas.

They certainly didn’t want to lose the opportunity.

Thus, a group of female warriors who had just been incredibly fierce were now silently picking up gravel, acting as masons.

Belesa clenched her fists, her eyes full of determination.

"Once is not enough; I must give birth to the King’s offspring as soon as possible!"

Lucas has repeatedly disregarded the Emperor, and his words and actions are filled with contempt for Emperor Argall. With his power, he will soon challenge the Regent!

Thragg’s power is something all Viltrumites have witnessed!

She must ensure that the King... has an heir!