"Welcome, Your Majesty!"
There was no medium in space to transmit sound, but the energies stirred by New Krypton's stellar-level powerhouses, the Guardian Mechanical Corps, the Divine Legion, the Speed Legion, the Death Legion, the Seven Lantern Corps, and others gathered together into a vast medium that trembled throughout this star system.
It shook with a voice of consciousness that every living being could understand.
Every creature in this star system could hear the majestic voice permeating the system. New Krypton was welcoming its Emperor.
The stellar-level powerhouses of the Oa Star Pan-Stellar Domain Alliance wore ugly expressions, killing intent flickering in their eyes. The sight of stellar-level powerhouses kneeling on either side of the Space Bridge's light screen made them deeply uncomfortable.
Any domineering stellar-level powerhouse would want another powerhouse of the same rank to submit and kneel before them.
Yet they could not achieve that.
No stellar-level powerhouse would be willing to completely submit to another of their kind.
This was the first time they had seen stellar-level powerhouses of their own rank willingly kneel before another.
Even if that powerhouse was the Emperor of New Krypton.
It was incomprehensible and utterly unreasonable.
At the same time, it was something they desperately wished they could replace.
"Nothing but vain, extravagant pageantry!" a stellar-level powerhouse said with cold eyes. He swept his gaze over the stellar-level powerhouses kneeling on either side of the Space Bridge's light screen. The respect he had shown the Olympian Pantheon's stellar-level powerhouses moments ago turned into contempt.
They thoroughly despised these New Kryptonian stellar-level powerhouses kneeling in the void.
"It seems that only by completely killing these disgraceful New Kryptonian stellar-level forces can we restore the dignity of those of us who stand on the same level as them," another stellar-level powerhouse said in