After saying that, Steppenwolf planted his axe in the ground, then stood up and looked solemnly at Heisenberg.
"Your strength is astonishing, but compared to the great Darkseid, the gap is simply immeasurable.
Come, grant me a death worthy of my honor. My body can no longer return to my homeland, but my soul still wishes to see it again.
Kill me."
"No, no, no. Of course it won't be that simple, Steppenwolf!"
Watching Steppenwolf wholeheartedly seek death, Heisenberg shook his head and continued.
"Darkseid must know what I am capable of. Yet he still sent you to Earth, proving that you had long since become useless in his eyes.
Unlike him, I truly have no interest in your name, but you still have some value to me.
I don't care about your feeble combat strength. I only want to hear your story.
You said you wanted to go home, so tell me about your homeland. How about it?"
"You want me to reveal secrets?!!"
"There's no need to put it so harshly. Only what Apokolips cares about can be called a secret.
But really, do you people who claim to be invincible still need to keep such basic information hidden?
I don't want to hear about Darkseid's weaknesses. Lives like his and mine no longer have any so-called weaknesses. We speak only through victory and defeat.
What I want to know is how many others like you exist in your homeland."
"People like me?"
Hearing Heisenberg's question, Steppenwolf took a breath and smiled disdainfully.
"I am merely a sinner exiled by Apokolips. Coming to Earth was only my journey of atonement. Compared to those still qualified to live on Apokolips, I have no more value than they do!
You want to know how many people like me exist on