"Emperor of New Krypton... it's your turn!" A Stellar-class powerhouse of the Oa Star Pan-Stellar Domain Alliance bared his yellow teeth and sneered mockingly.
Huge numbers of legions fought throughout the starry sky.
New Krypton's legions had not fallen behind, but they were surrounded by overwhelming numbers, continuously blasting countless warships apart across space.
Yet the many warships surged forward like swarms of bees, densely packed and utterly chaotic, completely obscuring New Krypton's various legions.
"Then let me..." A Stellar-class powerhouse of the Oa Star Pan-Stellar Domain Alliance wanted to charge directly at He-El's Marshal-class Battleship, the Honor, thrilled at the prospect of beheading the Emperor of New Krypton.
But someone stopped him. More than one person, in fact. Several figures flashed in front of him, blocking his path.
"Let me do it!"
"Let me duel the Emperor of New Krypton."
"Under the stars, only I am worthy of battling the Emperor of New Krypton!"
"What a joke. Who else but me could kill the Emperor of New Krypton?"
"You lot aren't good enough. Step back!"
"Get lost! Whoever blocks me dies!"
"Unbelievable. You bastards actually dare block my path."
All one hundred and ten Stellar-class powerhouses wanted to step forward and behead the Emperor of New Krypton. Ridiculously, they began fighting over the chance. Their expressions were ugly, their faces cold or gloomy as they glared maliciously at the Stellar-class powerhouses on their own side.
"Do you want to test my fists?" A Stellar-class powerhouse of the Oa Star Pan-Stellar Domain Alliance began threatening his allies, furious beyond measure.
He had been about to fly at light speed toward the Emperor of New Krypton and behead him, only to find himself blocked by his own people.
"Does everyone want to taste the sharpness of my sword?" A Stellar-class powerhouse