As He-El pondered, the remaining Traversal Vortices all vanished, and the flickering information returned through them.
The entire force had been wiped out!
Of the thousand Traversal Vortices, not one had lasted more than two minutes.
They had basically entered, encountered powerful figures on the other side or found themselves in extremely perilous regions, and were either killed by those powerful figures or trapped in situations they could not adapt to in time, only to be forced to death by the environment.
The two Primordial Controllers of Universe No. 555 had been quite friendly and even gladly wished to communicate with He-El's clones.
But they were fucking too powerful.
Their power was far too unequal to that of He-El's clones.
He-El's clones could not ensure what those two Primordial Controllers might do to them. Their only best option had been to self-destruct in despair.
What horrified He-El even more was Universe No. 1000. That sky-supporting giant had even seemed capable of affecting the He-El Universe to some extent. That universe was simply too terrifying, putting He-El on guard.
Unless He-El grew powerful to a certain degree, he would never want to open that universe's Traversal Vortex again.
"How can I keep the He-El clones alive?" He-El brushed aside the horror Universe No. 1000 had brought him and began to think carefully.
Ever since He-El had gained power beyond the stellar level, it seemed he had indeed rarely used stellar-level power to traverse universes.
It was not that he could not traverse them, but that the target was too conspicuous and too likely to alert the universe.
Simply put, the operational logic He-El carried clashed with the operational logic of a new alien universe, triggering that alien universe's instinctive reaction to protect itself.
It was like the phagocytic, defensive, and antibacterial