"Where are Earth's warriors?!"
He-El's calm voice rang out from within his towering, demon-god-like Quark Armor, echoing across the Nine Realms.
At once, it stirred astonishment throughout the Nine Realms.
"Midgard—this backward place—really intends to challenge Asgard, ruler of the Nine Realms?" Some beings found it surreal, as though they had heard an ant clamoring that it would kill an elephant.
"Earth... I can almost see the ending. Another nation will be slaughtered. Odin... is not merciful." An ancient being sighed. With his spine broken, memories of his own nation's conquest surfaced, and he could not help but sigh inwardly.
"Another brave soul! A miracle is destined not to happen." Some beings declared.
"If... there is hope... he is very powerful, powerful enough to stand alongside any of the Nine Realms' foremost figures." Some beings speculated, harboring ulterior motives.
"Perhaps he can do it." Tiny beings yearned for it.
Above Asgard, at He-El's command, the Manta Ray Mothership appeared behind him and slowly enlarged as it rose.
The black-and-gold Manta Ray Mothership, sharp and imposing as something from a film, stretched across the sky behind He-El. Vast numbers of drones emerged from it and swiftly began constructing a Space Bridge.
With a buzz.
A gigantic light screen and several smaller ones rose from the Manta Ray Mothership. The Space Bridge connected and was completed in an instant.
From the light screen, General Ross stepped out, tall and lean, his expression stern and meticulous beneath his Samsung Army general's uniform. He walked forward, then dropped from the light screen.
As he fell, General Ross roared and tore apart his Samsung Army general's uniform. His skin rapidly turned red, his gaunt face broadened, and his body swelled to three meters tall. With a boom, he landed on the Manta Ray Mothership's deck,