Ego answered without hesitation.
"I've extracted all of Krypton's technology and genetic database into my mind. I can rebuild them anywhere."
"But... in all my long travels across the universe, through countless planets, I've never encountered another isotope with properties like this Kryptonian radioactive element. It seems to exist only under this universe's particular rules."
Homelander understood.
Kryptonite was unique to the DC universe. The Marvel Universe had nothing like it.
"Looks like we'll have to stock up on local specialties while we're here."
Homelander was already planning his next move.
Superman had destroyed most of the known Kryptonite to establish his absolute rule. But there was no shortage of clever people hiding things in this world.
Bruce Wayne certainly had none left in the Batcave. Otherwise, he would never have been desperate enough to pin his hopes on Joker.
That meant only one person on this battered Earth might still have a large stash of Kryptonite...
The bald one.
Lex Luthor.
Even if he died, he would have left a last resort against Superman hidden somewhere no one knew about.
With that in mind, Homelander turned to Ego.
"You've absorbed Superman's memories. Look up that bald guy, Lex Luthor. Where is he now?"
Ego closed his eyes and quickly searched Clark's memories for the name.
A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, a trace of mockery in his voice.
"Master, the man called Lex Luthor is dead."
"Dead?" Homelander raised an eyebrow. "How?"
"The original owner of this body killed him." Ego recounted the memory without expression. "When Darkseid's advance forces arrived, Luthor contacted Apokolips. He sold them information in exchange for his life and a position of power."
"He told Darkseid that Superman's fatal weakness wasn't Kryptonite, but an Earth woman named Lois Lane. Darkseid used that