Inside Warworld's temporary arena, the residual heat had yet to leave the metal.
Mongul let one hand hang loosely, the white light that had filled his eyes gradually turning orange.
An aura that could crush everything slowly spread from him, bearing down on Jason as he stood alone against him.
After two recruitment offers had been ignored in succession, the cosmic tyrant had little patience left.
He could not be bothered to waste more words persuading Jason to submit. To him, very few warriors were worthy of his attention. Offering one a chance to pledge allegiance was already an immense favor.
Since Jason refused to appreciate it, he would simply subdue him and force him into service.
Nearby, Mongul's Daughter could barely contain herself, a mocking sneer curling her lips.
She was just waiting for her father to crush these arrogant fools and show them the true gulf between the universe's powerful warriors.
Shazam lay unconscious on the ground. Even the emblem on his chest no longer flickered with animated lightning.
The battlefield was not exactly silent. The hum of machinery and the panting and curses of the surrounding Mongolian Star people kept pouring into Jason's ears.
At last, he lowered the alien gun in his hand.
There seemed to be no way out of the current situation. Even if he did not want to use his superpowers, he now had to deal with the immediate problem. That Gray Giant form really was hideous!
Just as the bony blood helmet covering Jason's entire face was about to begin melting away-
Boom!
An invisible force suddenly blasted away the distant wreckage of a shattered alloy wall, sending metal fragments raining from the air.
A tall figure in white stepped through scattered sparks and dust, walking unhurriedly out of the darkness.
His