Superman: Starting with Witrum

Chapter 11: The Kryptonian with Unique Skills vs. the Silky-Smooth Alien

The Empire's complex administrative paperwork, interstellar diplomatic maneuvering, the reconstruction blueprint for the homeworld of Witrum...

These things were temporarily forgotten by Isaac (Karl El), even though Isaac hadn't really paid much attention to them anyway.

A mystery occupied the core of his thoughts—the "time travel event" that had thrown him from the familiar Earth to this strange universe.

The blue fissure that remained deep inside the cave allowed Anissa to pass through as well.

He had initially thought it was just a random quantum ripple in the universe, a broken wormhole that caused him to accidentally travel through it, but it was clearly not an accident.

As his thoughts raced, Isaac's eyes suddenly caught a tremor that did not belong to the three worlds.

That familiar blue light silently appeared before him. The light gathered and condensed, eventually transforming into a suspended sphere radiating a soft blue glow.

The surface of the sphere began to writhe and extend, and thousands of slender, translucent energy tentacles grew out as if they were alive. It floated silently, its countless downy tentacles swaying gently in the void.

A voice echoed directly in the depths of Isaac's consciousness, carrying a strange resonance: "Karl El...we know you. However, you seem to prefer us to call you 'Isaac'?"

Isaac's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly. His biological stance instinctively shifted to alert, and golden energy subtly flowed beneath his skin.

"We mean no harm, Karl El... or rather, Isaac," the voice replied. "We're just helping you."

Before the words were even finished, the surrounding cosmic landscape shattered like glass struck by a heavy hammer! Space itself broke apart into billions of mirror-like fragments of varying sizes and sharp edges.

Each fragment flashes a different image: a bustling city on Earth familiar to him; or the magnificent yet cold metal palace of Vitrum.

The "blue sea cucumber" twitched its body slightly, and a tentacle gently extended, touching a specific lens and pushing it toward Isaac.

That fragment clearly reflected the place where he first arrived in this universe—that deep, dark cave filled with strange crystals.

"What is this?" Isaac caught the lens.

"Earth, you wanted to return to Earth back then, and we'll help you gain that ability."

"Earth." The blue sea cucumber's tentacles swayed gently. "Back then, in that blue light, your strongest desire deep within your soul was to return to Earth."

So we responded to that desire and helped you... gain this ability. Its massive, intangible body moved slowly, causing the surrounding cosmic debris to ripple slightly.

"You have gained the ability to travel through the multiverse, locate and travel to any universe where 'Earth' exists. Infinite possibilities unfold before you; the mysteries of the multiverse are profound and captivating."

It continued that ethereal echo, "You can think of us as observers; we look forward to the development of the multiverse."

Isaac. We hold a pure curiosity and wish for you well. We hope to browse your adventure log in this boundless multiverse.

Therefore, we have helped you awaken a power you already possessed. Its words carried a strange, enigmatic meaning.

As the last syllable faded, the river of time began to flow again, and the particles resumed their faint vibrations.

The enormous and eerie blue sea cucumber, along with the countless cosmic fragments it brought, vanished into the void in an instant, as if it had never existed.

At Isaac's feet, on the previously empty ground, something appeared—a fist-sized, emerald-green crystal radiating a soft, restrained light.

Isaac bent down and picked it up.

He instantly understood the name and purpose of the crystal—Star Key.

It's more than just an energy crystal. It's a... key, a core.

It can help him, in a short time, draw on stellar energy with himself as the origin of coordinates, and build a fortress that spans space!

A bridge that can firmly connect the "Earths" he once visited, scattered in different corners of the multiverse!

After carefully storing the Sunstone, Isaac, preparing to return home, found a time to test his skills with Anissa, intending to assess his niche in that universe.

"Among your remaining people, where do you stand in terms of strength?" Isaac asked.

"I'm at least in the top five," Anissa replied confidently.

By human timescales, Anissa is well over two thousand Earth years old.

Over the course of these long years, she experienced countless battles and upheavals in the Vitrum Empire. Her combat experience was so rich that it could be compiled into a vast epic of war.

In her heart, apart from the regent, Trege, who was like a pillar of strength, she did not consider herself inferior to any of her own kind.

Even the legendary warrior, revered by his people as "the Great Nolan," firmly believed that if the two fought with all their might, the outcome would be a 50/50 affair! This was the pride and confidence of a top warrior.

"That's good." Isaac removed the silver-red battle robe that symbolized his status as emperor, leaving only his black bodysuit.

He then used the intelligent atoms within his body to adjust his power, suppressing most of the amplification brought about by the biological field, intending to test the waters simply with the power of the Dimensional Starman.

Anissa clutched her newly bought black trench coat with both hands, revealing a white traditional battle suit of the Visians beneath the tattered fabric.

This form-fitting battle suit showcased her muscular physique, honed through countless trials. Her tall, proportionate figure was near perfect, with every muscle full, firm, and clearly defined, exuding an explosive sense of power.

Broad shoulders, a slim waist, strong long legs... In this woman, Isaac actually saw a sense of "power".

Like other Visians, Anissa's suit also bears the emblem of the Vitrum Empire clearly imprinted on the chest—a simple yet majestic circular design with three intersecting linear symbols cut out inside.

She turned to Isaac: "Your Majesty, where would you like to fight?"

Isaac did not answer, but calmly raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

"Ah, I guessed so." Anissa understood.

Their emperor seems to care a lot about those weak Earthlings.

Without the slightest hesitation, Anissa slightly bent her knees, and the powerful leg muscles of the Vixingan instantly unleashed terrifying force! The ground beneath her feet exploded, and spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards.

The white figure instantly transformed into a shooting star piercing the darkness, leaving behind only billowing dust and spreading sonic boom clouds.

As Isaac watched Anissa ascend, the cells in his body began to activate, and intelligent atoms emanated from all directions. He simply tiptoed and arrived in space.

This is a silent world. He had just stopped when he heard a whooshing sound.

"Bang!"

A dull thud, yet carrying terrifying power, reverberated silently through the vacuum. A fist encased in a white battle suit, like a kinetic energy projectile, slammed into the outside of his raised elbow!

The impact was immense, but it was Anissa's body that was sent flying. Like a billiard ball that had been hit, she tumbled and rolled, tracing an irregular trajectory.

Tiny parts of the unfortunate satellites around her were knocked away by her tumbling body and silently drifted into deep space.

The white figure quickly traced a sharp zigzag line in the vacuum, retaliating at an even faster speed, its fists clenched, energy subtly gathering at its knuckles, preparing to launch a continuous barrage of deadly blows.

Isaac's right hand, like a venomous snake hunting its prey, shot out with speed beyond visual perception! His five fingers spread wide, precise, ruthless, and with irresistible force, gripping Anissa's powerfully swinging right wrist! The immense momentum was instantly halted!

At the same time, his left hand transformed into a hand chop, striking with unparalleled precision the inside of Anissa's elbow joint where her arm was being held captive!

"Ugh!" Anissa groaned, the strength in her right arm dissipating instantly like a punctured balloon.

The sharp pain and nerve shock from her elbow caused her entire arm to become temporarily numb.

A locking technique! She immediately realized her opponent's intention. Her rich combat experience allowed her to react instinctively—not to withstand the attack head-on, but to use the opponent's force against them, while her body twisted like a snake, trying to break free from the grip on her wrists!

Her struggle was extremely effective, not only thwarting Isaac's subsequent grappling moves, but also causing their bodies to collide violently due to the unique nature of their struggle in a vacuum!

Chest to chest, arms intertwined, legs instinctively seeking a foothold and hooking together in weightlessness... The two were pressed tightly together in an extremely ambiguous and dangerous posture!

Instantly, both of them could feel the touch of each other's bodies with perfect clarity.

Through the thin combat uniform and armor, the outline of muscles as solid as steel and as full as lava, the strong and powerful heartbeat transmitted through the chest cavity, the body temperature raised due to intense exercise... everything was infinitely magnified in the vacuum of silence.

However, their intense fighting instincts temporarily overwhelmed their other senses, and neither of them had time to notice their overly intimate contact.

Anissa gritted her teeth, jerked her head back, and suddenly delivered a Wittrum headbutt, aiming it at Isaac's face.

A headbutt?

Isaac smiled slightly, and a bio-field condensed above his head, forming an invisible hood. Anissa's headbutt hit the field, and the reaction force left her dazed but not mentally injured.

Seeing this, Isaac grabbed her arm tightly and threw her toward the moon.

Just before crashing into the moon, Anissa used a nearby satellite as a speed bump, successfully braking herself.

Isaac's gaze shifted to deep space, where a white dot rapidly approached—it was Anissa, whose fists slammed into Isaac.

Fortunately, Isaac reacted quickly and gently braced himself with his hands. The impact was strong, but it did not cause him any damage.

Anissa was also surprised to learn from the feel that the other person was not injured at all.

While she was distracted, Isaac suddenly raised his foot and kicked Anissa in the waist in retaliation.

As Anissa flew backward, she grabbed the shattered satellite debris and threw it at Isaac.

Isaac slashed horizontally with his palm, and Witrum's ancestral hand chop neatly sliced ​​the satellite debris in two. Anissa seized the opportunity to slip through the gap, her long, straight legs meeting and resting on Isaac's chest, intending to retaliate with a cross lock.

Embarrassingly, they were unable to move Isaac's body.

This close standoff meant their breaths almost brushed against each other's cheeks. The intensity of the fight subsided temporarily, and an indescribable, subtle atmosphere filled the space between them.

Anissa could clearly feel: the warmth emanating from the other person's skin, the steady and powerful heartbeat beneath his chest, the defined muscles she could feel even through his clothes, and the warm breath brushing against her face...

For a moment, her heart skipped a beat.

This was the first time in so many years that she had been in such close contact with someone, especially a man, a powerful man.

Isaac raised an eyebrow slightly: "What are you thinking about?"

Anissa's gaze instantly hardened and became direct as she met his eyes: "Your Majesty, you have always been worried about the future of our people." Her words were straightforward and bold: "Then, would you be willing to try to unite with me?"

"???"

No, we're having a serious fight, why are you suddenly saying something like that?

Isaac didn't understand her thought process, but that didn't stop him from responding, "I refuse!"

Anissa suddenly tightened her arms, forcefully locking the man in place, drawing their bodies even closer together. Isaac's expression changed slightly, only then belatedly realizing how inappropriate their current posture was.

The alluring silhouette of the other person's body was clearly transmitted to his consciousness through his keen sense of touch.

He was a normal man, full of vigor and in good health. Even with a will as firm as a rock, he could not completely suppress his biological instincts and primal desires for the opposite sex's body.

This is the natural course of life. Isaac was far from being a saint, so it was only natural for his body to react.

"You felt it too, didn't you?" Anissa's lips curled into a wild and confident smile. "Our bodies are drawn to each other. Our union will surely give birth to even more powerful offspring!"