No one knew just how strong Golden Superman truly was, the most powerful individual among all Superman Doppelgangers to date.
Because Gold Superman had pledged himself to the Fifth Dimension and kept a low profile, he had never displayed his full strength.
In Steppenwolf's eyes, Gold Superman had been bottom-tier trash. He had slept inside the sun for ten thousand years, then only reached multiversal level after joining the Fifth Dimension. His combat power had to be mediocre.
He had converted into a Fifth-Dimensional being midway through his path.
If Gold Superman's own strength had been sufficient, there would have been no need for him to do that.
In Steppenwolf's past understanding, Gold Superman had been nothing more than livestock waiting to be slaughtered.
But now, Steppenwolf's true body, brimming with confidence and burning with rage, was being pinned to the ground and rubbed back and forth by Gold Superman as though he were disciplining a son. All his majesty was gone.
When his face plowed a long trench across Apocalypse's surface, Steppenwolf was utterly stunned.
Gold Superman was this strong?!
Even after giving so much of his power to several insignificant weaklings, he still had enough strength to crush him?!
This was completely unreasonable!
Roar!
Steppenwolf's eyes reddened, his gaze splitting with fury as he let out a crazed roar. He reached back with both hands, viciously seized Gold Superman's wrists, and wrenched them apart. At last, Gold Superman's grip loosened slightly.
Steppenwolf broke free, wiped the flames and dirt from his head, and flew into a violent rage. The instant his axe rose, it chopped straight toward Gold Superman's head.
"I'll chop your head off!" Steppenwolf roared.
But Gold Superman caught the incoming giant axe in one hand, swung it at a terrifying speed, and viciously buried it