His biological son had fled cleanly and decisively, with no intention of lending his biological father a hand. If Yuga Khan knew, he would probably feel heartfelt relief.
Of course, Yuga Khan of the Omni-Three likely knew every move Darkseid made, but he did not care. Perhaps, in the eyes of the great and invincible Yuga Khan, whatever his useless fool of a son did was stupid and laughable.
Yuga Khan's gaze was icy and grim, brimming with endless savagery as he lunged viciously toward the hole in the Origin Wall.
At that moment, a bizarre ripple suddenly spread out, carrying an indescribable sensation as it settled directly upon Yuga Khan.
The vast majority of beings felt nothing at all, but Yuga Khan sensed it. It was as though something was watching him.
"Who?!"
Yuga Khan gave a ferocious grin. Things were becoming more and more interesting. He looked toward the enormous hole in the Origin Wall and saw, amid the devouring depths and darkness, a pair of cold eyes faintly observing him.
"How wonderful. The moment I escaped, food came knocking..."
A long, low murmur rang out as a blurry figure emerged from the darkness.
Some gods who were eagerly passing through the Origin Wall crashed headlong into the phantom that had abruptly stepped out of the darkness.
In an instant, piercing screams rang out as those gods were swallowed by the terrifying shadow.
They silently melted away, as though something dreadful had digested them on the spot.
"What is that?"
Some gods farther away shuddered violently, feeling terror rise from the depths of their hearts. This was unimaginable. Even facing Yuga Khan had not made them feel this way.
It was a kind of... instinctive fear and suppression that a lower being felt toward a higher one... But