Watching Kal-El lead New Krypton's Kryptonian Army in a half-kneel in the void, quite a few stellar-class powerhouses frowned slightly.
They did not particularly care whether the Kryptonian Army knelt or not.
But Kal-El was a stellar-class powerhouse, and one considered powerful even among the stellar class. Seeing him half-kneeling in the void as he awaited the arrival of the Emperor of New Krypton made many stellar-class powerhouses feel subtly uncomfortable.
Yet this was New Krypton. Even a stellar-class powerhouse capable of dominating a starfield and ruling countless galaxies in the universe had to kneel and await the Emperor of New Krypton.
"Humph, pathetic." A young stellar-class powerhouse felt that Kal-El had insulted their rank. His expression darkened as he snapped.
"What an imposing display..." Another stellar-class powerhouse's eyes gleamed with an unreadable light. Even someone as overbearing as him had never been able to make a stellar-class powerhouse kneel to welcome him.
From another perspective, if one stellar-class powerhouse could be made to kneel and welcome another, just how exalted must the latter be to make someone at the pinnacle of the universe's Battle Power kneel in greeting?
The many stellar-class powerhouses of the Oa Star Pan-Stellar Domain Alliance all began to feel subtly unsettled.
They had originally thought that this was, at most, the New Krypton Empire formed around the Emperor of New Krypton by more than twenty stellar-class powerhouses.
Even if the Emperor of New Krypton was the leader, those twenty-odd stellar-class powerhouses might not stand as equals with him, but they should at least have been partners. They should not truly have been his subordinate ministers; maintaining outward respect should have been enough.
Now that they saw Kal-El solemnly leading the Kryptonian Army in kneeling, they vaguely sensed that the Emperor of New Krypton's authority, status,