The thirty Stellar-class powerhouses of the Oa Pan-Stellar Domain Alliance who remained above Oa Star wore stunned, grave expressions, their necks chilled as He-El turned his gaze toward them. Seeing the sixty-five surviving Stellar-class powerhouses pledge allegiance to He-El, their hearts sank, and their faces twisted with resentment.
Dozens of Stellar-class powerhouses had died in mere moments.
What was a Stellar-class powerhouse?
A star. A living being possessing the power and energy of a star.
Even an ordinary star could live for at least tens of billions of standard years. After its natural stellar life ended, it could persist as a red dwarf, white dwarf, black dwarf, or black hole for untold billions more.
A conscious Stellar-class powerhouse capable of wielding stellar power was an extraordinarily terrifying presence in the universe. Dominating an entire region of space was nothing out of the ordinary.
They were also undying among their peers, truly beings who could act without restraint.
Apart from Darkseid and He-El, they had never heard of a Stellar-class powerhouse who could kill another Stellar-class powerhouse.
Yet the scenes of dozens of Stellar-class powerhouses dying just moments ago had chilled the thirty above Oa Star to the bone, as though they had plunged into an ice cellar.
We... never attacked!
They did not want to submit to the Emperor of New Krypton. They believed that even fleeing the battlefield now and becoming petty overlords in some remote corner of the universe would be better than serving as the emperor's subordinates or ministers.
But they dared not flee. They had just seen all too clearly what happened to anyone who tried to escape the battlefield.
Likewise, they had seen all too clearly what happened to those who attacked the Emperor of New Krypton.
From the moment they joined this war, there