In the distant sea of stars, amid the endless universe, above billions of worlds.
Apokolips.
Desaad, draped in robes, walked through endless Parademons and made his way to the Temple of War.
The moment he stepped into the hall, a voice accompanied by a chilling wind reached Desaad's ears.
"Get out. My territory does not welcome you, Desaad!"
"Heh heh, Kanto, His Majesty Darkseid needs your strength!"
"Darkseid, Darkseid! You are just like that damned Metron, with Darkseid's name always on your lips!"
As soon as the words fell, Kanto suddenly darted forward and seized Desaad by the throat.
"You need only call him His Majesty. No one is qualified to speak his great name. No one!!!"
Kanto's voice was shrill and cold, but Desaad did not care. With a wave of his right hand, Kanto suddenly released him in panic.
In Kanto's eyes, the one he had just grabbed was not Desaad at all, but Darkseid—the one he feared most!!!
"Your Majesty!"
Kanto first knelt on the ground, trembling without end. Then he steadied himself, rose from the floor, and looked at the real Desaad standing nearby.
"Do not test my nerves with His Majesty's phantom again, Desaad. State your purpose!!!"
"Of course, Kanto. You are the greatest tracker across billions of worlds and countless universes. His Majesty needs you to find someone for him!"
"Oh?"
Hearing Desaad's words, Kanto smiled with interest.
"A person worth having me track personally? Now that is something to look forward to. Give me his clues!"
"Of course!"
Desaad nodded and lightly waved his right hand.
The next instant, Heisenberg's figure suddenly appeared before them.
A moment later, Kanto had firmly memorized every word Heisenberg had said and every detail about him.
Then he spread his vicious mouthparts, rolled his tongue, and said,