Ten minutes later, Viktor piloted the transport ship alone and started the trip back to Viltrum.
He casually threw the bodies of the other three young warriors at the entrance of the cockpit.
The other fourteen Viltrumite warriors who completed their rite of passage know nothing of what happened, still hibernating in their respective cryo-chambers.
This was part of the fixed procedure. The cryo chambers would only wake them when the transport ship arrived at Viltrum.
He didn’t do anything extra. Compared to the Viltrumites during the civil war, Viktor now possesses an absolute advantage in strength.
Right now, Viktor had only one goal: return to Viltrum, seize power from Thragg, end this civil war, and use his overwhelming strength to kill every Viltrumite who refused to obey him.
But just as Viktor is lost in thought, a swift figure shoots through from the endless darkness of deep space.
The figure’s target is very clear—heading straight for the transport ship’s energy reserve area, penetrating collision triggers a massive explosion of the transport ship.
The other fourteen young Viltrumite warriors originally sleeping in cryo-chambers, whom Viktor found too troubleso to kill, die in the explosion without ever knowing what happened.
After watching the transport ship explode into a fireball in the silent vacuum, the figure stopped, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Thragg’s marking. That makes another batch of Trigg’s n cleaned up."
After floating quietly in the vacuum for a while, the smile on his lips gradually faded.
He began to feel that sothing was strange.
That explosion just now might have been enough to wipe out those newly grown kids, but the instructor accompanying them should not have died in a blast of that scale.
Not sensing any survivors’ presence, he turned and prepared to return to the spacecraft he had hidden inside a nearby asteroid.
His mission is urgent.
An insider has provided his team with quite a bit of information about the assessnt targets and round-trip routes of several recent batches of Thragg’s n who were about to complete their rite of passage.
He only needed to lie in ambush quietly along the different routes they had to pass through.
Once those young Viltrumites finished their rite of passage and started to return, he could easily kill the fresh blood of Thragg’s n.
Suddenly, a hand quietly rested on his shoulder.
Viktor’s leisurely sigh sounded behind him.
"Which team are you from, using such dirty thods?"
The man turned around in shock, but before he could even clearly see Viktor’s face, his heart was pierced through by a hand strike.
After Viktor seized the other’s single-person small ship, a trace of lancholy appeared in his expression.
He could also understand the other’s thinking.
The various team had agreed that, until a regent was chosen, wars between them were not allowed to target underage Viltrumites who were still being raised and trained.
"It looks like not all Viltrumites are as rigid as Thragg, and so of them also know how to use a bit of tactics too."
"To think I was worried back then about being thrown onto the battlefield as cannon fodder, or that even if I survived the civil war, I’d die to the Scourge virus afterward."
He wouldn’t even have the luck to beco part of the corpse ring filling Viltrum’s periphery after the Scourge Virus.
He would either have been blown to death without ever realizing it, or else been gravely injured.
After understanding this point, Viktor clenched his fist and lowered his head, his face hidden in shadow.
A kind of anger that could not be clearly described or explained, for the first ti, began to linger in his heart.
He activated the spacecraft and once again set the destination to Viltrum.
"The civil war... It’s all because of this damned civil war!"
...
Viltrum
A tens of thousands of formations of Viltrumite warships are arranged in order.
There were roughly several thousand formations in one group, and each group was separated from the others by an extrely great distance.
A red-and-white logo was stamped across the warships of a full five thousand formations, making it the largest power among all the other groups competing for the position of Regent.
Viktor’s spacecraft bore no logo.
After it appeared within the atmosphere, it was naturally t with suspicion by the nearest warships, and targeting systems from more than a thousand gravity weapons locked onto it.
However, before they could issue a warning, Viktor directly tore apart the warships with his bare hands.
Standing in the vacuum of space out of thin air, Viktor stretched out one hand toward the five thousand warships under Thragg’s command, spread his fingers, and then slowly drew in his thumb.
"Tell Thragg to co see . Otherwise, his five thousand formations will forget about existing."
Of course, Thragg didn’t show up.
After all, Viktor is just an unknown nobody.
However, unexpectedly, Viktor didn’t receive the gravitational weapon attack that would casually dismiss him as expected.
Instead, one warship from the center of the formation moved to the front, and then an unexpected person flew out from an opening beneath the ship.
He still had his signature little mustache, but his body was not as exaggeratedly muscular as it would be a thousand years later, and he wore a gray-and-white Viltrumite suit.
A thousand years in the future, he would beco one of the great figures of Viltrum: Nolan.
Viktor’s pupils suddenly shrank. He stared at him without looking away until Nolan floated in front of him and spoke.
"I rember you. A kid with pretty good talent."
Nolan’s voice is steady, his face showing neither sorrow nor joy, not even expressing any dissatisfaction at Viktor’s disrespectful words toward Thragg.
Viktor looked at him with his eyes filled with mixed emotions.
After a mont, he looked past Nolan toward the fleet behind him and the planet Viltrum, which had always filled him with fear and hatred.
In the end, Viktor let out a long sigh.
"When did it start?"
Nolan seed sowhat unable to understand Viktor’s aning. He frowned, and his face turned stern, as if he was angry that he was ignoring him.
"What are you talking about?! I’ve already given you enough respect. I didn’t even question the others who took part in the rite of passage with you..."
"Killing a group of fake Viltrumites and changing a fake Viltrum Empire ans nothing to ."
In the end, Viktor looked back at Nolan and stared straight at him. Nolan fell silent, and all his anger and arrogance suddenly disappeared.
Then Nolan’s face began to twist and distort.
Not only Nolan, but also the warships behind him, and even Viltrum in the distance, disappear in the distortion.
Suddenly, a strange, blue, unknown entity appeared. Its body looked like it was made from countless tentacles twisted together.
A number of blue-glowing tentacles continuously sway in the vacuum.
"Why does it an nothing?"
Before Viktor could answer, the blue-glowing creature’s tentacles continuously trembled, throwing out question after question.
"I can sense the real hatred and anger in your heart."
"You already possess power surpassing all warriors on your ho planet, and you can’t wait to release the emotions inside you."
"You can kill everyone who caused all this—whether those instructors who beat and scolded you in the past, Thragg, who has always weighed on your mind, and all the ruling class who uphold Viltrum’s so-called glorious conquest."
"Everything I created for you matches reality exactly. As long as you keep going and carry it through, you can achieve your greatest wish."
"As long as you’re willing, you can completely create an empire belonging to you in this universe. Even if your ten-thousand-year lifespan ends, maintaining such a parallel universe has almost no cost for ."
"At this point, the difference between fake and real has no aning at all."
Vitor looked at the blue glowing creature made of countless twisting tentacles.
He had already recognized what it was.
In the original story, the main character Mark from Invincible had also once been sent by this higher-dinsional being into a past universe that was almost exactly the sa as his main world.
In that world, Mark almost saved all the regrets he had once been too late to fix or had missed.
This higher-dinsional being seed especially interested in fulfilling the wishes of lower-dinsional beings like them.
"If real and fake have no aning, then why don’t you directly send to the real universe? I would be very happy to continue doing everything you ntioned. This is indeed my wish."
"No."
The blue-glowing tentacles refuse Viktor without hesitation.
"To , all past and future are predetermined. If you achieved sothing on that scale in the real universe, it would directly distort the future a thousand years later. I cannot allow a paradox to happen."
He frowned.
The other side refused so quickly that it went beyond what he had expected.
"Isn’t it just create another parallel universe anyway?"
"But the difference between main and secondary cannot be confused. This place is not that other place you ca from."
He clenched his fists, but then slowly loosened them again, feeling a little helpless.
This being existed in a much higher dinsion.
No matter how strong Viktor was in the physical world, in the Invincible universe, the gap between them was as huge as the difference between Superman and Mister Mxyzptlk.
He’s also not stupid enough to threaten the blue creature to its face. After taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, Viktor asked a question.
"Did you send to that place?"
"Strictly speaking, it was just a deal between and that multiverse."
The blue-glowing creature raised another tentacle and waved it lightly.
"Then just send back there. I only want to fulfill my real wish. No matter how realistic the world you create for is, I don’t want it."
Just like Mark, who fulfilled all his regrets but still refused to stay in that "perfect universe," Viktor also rejected this idea of achieving his wish through a fake world, even if his reason was different.
If this being insisted on asking why he wanted to go back, Viktor would give the sa answer Mark once gave.
It’s because soone exists in that place.
However, the blue-glowing creature’s next sentence almost made Viktor’s hair stand on end.
"You probably can’t go back either."
"Why?!"
Viktor’s eyes widen.
"Because there’s already another you in that world. You were pushed into the hyperti stream by another version of you—older, stronger, and slightly touching the edge of higher dinsions."
The blue glowing tentacle spun in the air and tied itself into a knot.
"Theoretically speaking, at your current level, the massive information contained in the hyperti stream would instantly make you lose yourself. It’s just that I recognized you and pulled you back out. I’m interested in all creatures with strong desires in their hearts."
’Another version of myself?’
Viktor scratched his head in frustration and searched through his mories.
Then he suddenly rembered what had happened with Reverse-Flash.
Obviously, Reverse-Flash didn’t cover his tracks, and that future version of himself exceeded a certain limit.
Even under the disturbance of the past tiline, he couldn’t be erased together with the tiline that no longer existed.
What kind of situation is this?
It was hard to say whether that version of himself from the erased future even had feelings for Rachel.
What if that version had beco completely Viltrumite and started slaughtering people on Earth?
Viktor didn’t care as much about the others, but if that version tried to kill Rachel, he didn’t even dare think about it, and it would drive him crazy.
First, Viktor seriously thought about whether the technology in the Invincible world could send him back to the DC universe.
Actually, Viktor could think of a few possible ways, but all of them required waiting until the main Invincible storyline began.
For example, Angstrom Levy, who had technology to travel across parallel universes, summoned countless evil protagonist variants and triggered the Invincible War.
Or the Flaxans from early in the plot, whose race was exterminated by Nolan.
The dinsion where the Flaxan planet is located has a much faster ti flow than reality.
Theoretically, as long as he can find that dinsion, then go in, conquer it, and force them to rapidly develop space-ti technology while checking in regularly to threaten them... There was at least a chance they might develop similar technology.
However, these plans need ti.
He would have to stay here for a thousand years and wait for Earth to enter the modern age and for the Invincible main storyline to begin.
During this period, Viktor could only watch Viltrum continue to develop, and couldn’t make a move against it because of the higher-dinsional being.
Compared like this, persuading the higher-dinsional being seems more reliable.
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