What Do You Have That Can Compare to Me?!!!

Ultraman left the hall with a stifled expression. His mind roared with anger, as though two voices were furiously tearing each other apart inside his head.

One voice shouted, "Kneel! Having a Unique God as your father isn't a loss!"

The other roared, "You can't kneel! If you call him Father now, wouldn't that be humiliating? Shouldn't you hold out a little longer before calling him Father?!"

Ultraman was so furious that stars swam before his eyes. He shoved open the doors and strode outside, stepping onto the steel ground and taking a deep breath.

The strange plants stretching as far as the eye could see dispelled the resentment in his heart. Warm sunlight shone down on him. Radiation from the positive-matter sun washed over his body, raising goosebumps across his skin and making him slightly uncomfortable.

Kryptonians were not all alike. The Superman of some universes could grow stronger by absorbing a Yellow Sun, while others would only grow weaker and weaker upon exposure to yellow radiation.

Even more so for an antimatter life-form like Ultraman. Being exposed to the completely opposing positive-matter sun naturally made him uncomfortable.

This Anti-Matter Super Tyrant was still within the realm of comprehension. The positive-matter Ultraman rampaging through some unknown universe gained nothing from sunlight and actually had to eat green kryptonite to grow stronger...

After a long while, Ultraman finally managed to calm himself down. Yet that maggot-like irritation continued secretly gnawing at his pride, plunging him into deep conflict.

Should he kneel now, or hold out a little longer before kneeling...?

That was until he encountered a flaming head.

Ultraman paused.

Dormammu stopped as well, his expression blanking for a moment.

The two stared at each other suspiciously. Perhaps it was an illusion, but they could clearly sense the aura of