"Odin, what a beautiful scheme you had!" He-El hovered in the skies above the South Pole. With a glance at the Antarctic penguins, he already knew what Odin was planning.
It was nothing more than using Earth to restrain him.
Odin's white beard and hair were in disarray. His dignified face had creased, and he panted like an old man. The enormous backlash from using the Space Stone so violently and continuously was relentlessly disrupting his body and battering him.
Every use of the Space Stone brought a spatial counterforce from the Stone itself. After using it so frequently, the backlash from the Space Stone had left Odin's body in immense pain.
On top of that, the Omega Sanction in his mind was beginning to throw him off balance beyond his control. Odin's movements started to slow, and with no other choice, he chose Earth as the battlefield. Just as He-El had guessed, he wanted to tie He-El's hands.
But Odin was overthinking it.
He-El did not slow down in the slightest, maintaining his previous speed. The immense airflow was like a sharp bayonet, tearing the Antarctic glacier in two. Seawater surged outward from the rift, and the penguins cried out as they were swept away with the waves.
"He-El! You—!" Odin's single eye struggled against the pain as he gripped the Space Stone tightly, intending to use it again.
But his strength had declined, and the Omega Sanction within his spiritual divine realm had begun to spread and disrupt his mind, delaying Odin's perceptions and combat actions.
Odin was sent flying like a cannonball by He-El. He-El pursued his retreating body, attacking him relentlessly. Odin took several direct blows to the chest and, exhausted, could not withstand He-El's continuous assault. In the end, He-El struck him fiercely, leaving his