A suit of armor like a towering demonic peak rising from the abyss emerged from the light membrane, as though the depths of Hell had transformed into an incomparably evil, tyrannical, savage, dark, and cruel mountain descending upon them.
It stood three meters tall, its black-and-gold form radiating the savage pressure of powerful machinery and bones. Strange, vicious spikes covered its body, while its glowing dark-red eyes were domineering, cold, and merciless, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.
This area suddenly seemed to have entered a low-pressure zone. A pin could have been heard dropping, with only the faint sounds of war from outside piercing the silence.
"He-El?" Tony Stark broke the oppressive atmosphere with a puzzled expression.
If he had not been so familiar with He-El's voice, he would never have imagined that the being inside this demonic god armor, which seemed to have come from the depths of Hell, was He-El.
This armor did not look like anything good. Just looking at it made one's scalp tingle. It was far too different from He-El's usual appearance.
The armor He-El had made in the past, from Atomic Armor One through Three to Magnetic Field King, all possessed a strong mechanical feel, combining the beauty of humanoid lines with mechanical science fiction.
On Earth, He-El's Atomic Armor image was beloved by countless people. The number of its figurines and models far surpassed that of any other toy.
But this suit of armor was three meters tall, and from head to toe, it looked more like a demonic god that had crawled out of the abyss. Its savage tyranny inspired terror and fear.
It was far too different from the He-El they knew.
More importantly, Tony Stark could no longer understand the technological depth of this armor. His initial uncertainty over