The Little Broken Planet Alliance Is Shocked!

Boom!

The slow-moving shell collided with the already crimson War Axe. This time, the massive explosion did not send it flying.

Because of a pair of hands.

A pair of hands belonging to Apokolips' chief general.

"This power..."

Steppenwolf's body remained completely still, yet the blast wave from the explosion pushed him back several hundred meters.

Two furrows carved by his feet appeared across the ground.

At that moment, Steppenwolf felt several unusual forces attacking him from different angles.

There was extreme heat, which melted the War Axe in his hand into a pool of liquid that spilled onto the ground.

There was corrosion, which created breaches in the energy field surrounding his body.

There was also a mental assault. All kinds of negative emotions continuously stimulated his nerves. If he had not been battle-hardened and strong-willed, he would have fallen into despair by now.

It took Steppenwolf considerable effort to shake off the mental assault. The moment he raised his head, he discovered another shell had somehow appeared before him.

"Come here!"

With no time to dodge, Steppenwolf reached out, grabbed a distant Parademon, and hurled it at the shell.

Another massive explosion erupted. This time, Steppenwolf did not resist the force of the impact and was sent flying far away.

A severed arm fell to the ground. Missing one arm, Steppenwolf tumbled countless times after landing before finally coming to a stop. He then rose to his feet and shot Zhang Yang a furious glare.

"Just you wait!!!"

"I'll be back!"

Zhang Yang had assumed the famed Steppenwolf would rush him and engage in close combat. He had not expected the other man to leave behind two threats, clutch his still-bleeding arm... and run away?

"I haven't even tested the new magic I acquired yet..."

Zhang Yang watched Steppenwolf's retreating figure with some regret. After thinking for a moment, he recalled a spell that seemed perfectly suited to the current situation.

He raised his hand. "Heavenly Thunder!"

Then, before Hermes' stunned eyes, the already distant Steppenwolf was directly struck by a suddenly appearing thunder dragon. His miserable scream spread across the entire battlefield.

Afterward, the Parademons lifted a charred, lump-like object and flew toward the mothership.

"The power seems pretty decent!"

Zhang Yang calculated that the attack power of Heavenly Thunder was roughly comparable to Bolts of Balthakk, though their methods of attack were completely different.

One could only travel across the ground, while the other could descend from the heavens... In terms of attack methods, it completely crushed Bolts of Balthakk, didn't it?

Among the magical memories he had acquired, there were countless other spells he could use, each with its own special effect.

Having tested a new spell, Zhang Yang suddenly felt extremely happy.

He turned around, only to find Hermes' mouth hanging wide open, as though he had witnessed something unbelievable.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yang walked over to Hermes and waved a hand before him. "Are you okay?"

"Gulp..."

As if frightened, Hermes took two steps back before realizing something was wrong. His face flushed bright red as he nodded. "I'm fine... I was just startled."

"You're way too timid..."

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes. "If all the native gods on Little Broken Planet are like you... then this world is beyond saving."

"I'm a messenger..."

Hermes said weakly, "I'm not one of those battle gods. Aside from speed, I have nothing..."

"Isn't speed enough?"

Zhang Yang patted Hermes on the back. "I know someone who relied solely on speed to accomplish things most people could never achieve."

"?"

Although Hermes really wanted to know, he glanced around and said, "Shouldn't we head back first? You can tell me all about it on the way?"

"Sure!"

Zhang Yang nodded and headed toward the starship in the sky with Hermes.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're going the wrong way!"

Hermes had become engrossed in Zhang Yang's stories about those speedsters and had not paid attention to where they were going. It was only after Zhang Yang stopped that he realized they had entered Darkseid's territory.

"We didn't go the wrong way."

Zhang Yang looked at the vast army of Parademons filling the skies and the countless starships. A burning gleam appeared in his eyes. "This is my destination."

"You..."

Hermes opened his mouth, about to say something, when it suddenly occurred to him that the person before him had effortlessly defeated Steppenwolf. Then the reason he had come here... could it be?

Hermes stared at Zhang Yang in shock as he rose step by step into the air, as if an invisible staircase lay beneath his feet.

Very soon, Zhang Yang was level with the interstellar mothership in the sky.

He could even see Darkseid in the mothership's command room, ugly enough to rival Thanos.

As it happened, Darkseid was also looking at Zhang Yang.

Their gazes collided. It looked like nothing had happened, but in truth, their overwhelming auras had already clashed.

Under the collision of those two auras, the endless Parademon army could no longer control their bodies. Every single one of them fell to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Below, among the warriors of the Little Broken Planet Alliance, only the leaders of the various races and their strongest experts could barely remain standing. Everyone else had already been forced flat onto the ground.

As the clash between the two men's auras grew fiercer, the weaker racial leaders also had no choice but to retreat. Otherwise, they too would end up sprawled on the ground like their people.

It would be terribly undignified.

"Are they... monsters?"

As one of the alliance's strongest members, Zeus felt his body "creaking." Clearly, he was nearing his limit as well.

"They call us gods, but now it seems... they are the ones who look more like gods!"

Odin stood beside him. He was doing slightly better than Zeus, but not by much. "I never expected this suddenly appearing being to match Darkseid, the one who terrifies even the multiverse."

"No, it isn't a draw!"

Beside them, the King of Atlantis leaned on his trident, his voice filled with shock. "That person has the upper hand!"

"The upper hand?!"

Zeus and Odin both sucked in a sharp breath. "How is that possible..."

"I'll project the image for you!"

The King of Atlantis waved his hand and summoned a glowing screen made of water, clearly displaying the scene in the sky.

For the first time, that suddenly appearing being was revealed so clearly before the leaders of every race.

"So young..."

Zeus marveled at the powerful man's appearance. "He looks like he's only in his early twenties."

"Have some confidence."

Odin sighed. "His bone age is in his early twenties!"

"Uh..."