"Powerful original, spare me and let me flee back to my own universe."
Dark Dimension Overlord He-El's grand, majestic voice spread across the world, leaving everyone so stunned their jaws nearly dropped.
"Was he serious?" Steve Rogers found it absurd. Just moments ago, Dark Dimension Overlord He-El had been discussing with King of Gods He-El and Cosmic Emperor He-El over who would go first, yet now he was immediately begging He-El to let him go home?
Was this really that surreal?
"Maybe... he was serious?" Natasha Romanoff frowned and gave it some careful thought.
Although they could not clearly see how He-El's Heat Vision had vaporized hundreds of Clone He-Els in an instant, that move alone seemed beyond the ability of ordinary Clone He-Els to withstand.
So, wanting to obediently return to his own universe and rule his own little domain seemed perfectly reasonable.
"..." If Dark Dimension Overlord He-El truly meant it, Ancient One and Odin felt that he really knew how to recognize the times.
Even King of Gods He-El and Cosmic Emperor He-El could not help glancing at Dark Dimension Overlord He-El's calm, expressionless face.
How could this guy so righteously conclude that he could not win, then ask the original to spare him and let him flee back to his own universe?
How could this guy so shamelessly and calmly say something like, "Let me flee back to my own universe"?
King of Gods He-El and Cosmic Emperor He-El felt as though they had come to know a different version of themselves all over again.
This version of them was likely a despicable, shameless thing without a shred of dignity.
A Clone He-El like this was truly rare.
After all, nearly every Clone He-El carried himself with the confidence of someone who believed heaven came second