Ghost Hunter, a New God's First Battle!

Orbital Shipyard, Main Control Center.

Link hovered in midair, eyes closed. His vast mental power surged outward like a tide, forging a connection with the shipyard's framework at its deepest level.

He was imprinting the Jokester with his divine mark.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

Something faint—almost impossible to detect—flickered at the edge of his senses.

It was neither an energy fluctuation nor a physical approach. It was something more mysterious, as though someone had dropped an invisible pebble into a still lake, sending out a ripple no one could see.

"An spatial ripple..."

Link's brow furrowed at once.

Since merging with Olympian Divinity, his perception of space had grown extraordinarily keen. He had felt something like this only from the Mother Box and the Boom Tube.

That stink of Apokolips... They're pretty efficient.

There was no tension in the thought. If anything, it carried a trace of cold excitement.

At almost the same instant, he had already "seen" the Ghost Ship and the terrifying energy gathering at its cannon's muzzle—enough to destroy everything in its path.

There was no time to sound an alarm.

A ten-thousandth of a second before the Ghost Ship fired its Annihilation Ray, Link vanished from the Main Control Center.

The next instant, he appeared outside the Orbital Shipyard, in the cold vacuum of space.

He had neither flown nor teleported.

He had simply thought of being "here," and here he was.

It was a higher form of movement born from his fusion of the laws of the Speed Force with spatial theory.

Boom!

A dark-red beam grazed the tip of his nose and struck... empty space.

The instant Link appeared, he had used divine power to shift the entire Orbital Shipyard's spatial coordinates by a mere few meters.

In a clash between masters, a