Since they were planning to go after Darkseid's weak point—his eyes—throwing lime powder was a good option. Fine dust was hard to defend against, and Darkseid had no protective gear like a mask.
As for whether throwing lime powder in a fight was a little underhanded? It was already a fight to the death. Winning was all that mattered.
The super-energy network formed by the Anti-Mother Boxes lay before him. Though it looked like a football-shaped web, the transparent areas contained invisible energy membranes. It felt a little like the crystal wall over in Faerûn.
The difference was that the energy here was more active, and seemed to possess a consciousness of its own.
Breaking in with the Nightfall Greatsword would not be too difficult, but Darkseid would definitely sense it. In other words, his window of action was limited.
He raised his hand and drew his sword. The Tenth Metal blade smoothly sliced through the invisible barrier, and he slipped inside without hesitation.
Before the blazing fire pit, Darkseid stood with his hands behind his back, casting a long shadow across the ground. Flames leaped from the pit like fire dragons before falling back into it. In the shifting light and darkness, Darkseid's expression remained equally uncertain.
The disappearance of Green Lantern's corpse had caught him somewhat by surprise, but he quickly recognized it as Genesis cell-transfer teleportation. So he had dispatched Parademons to investigate.
They had discovered a small space station, but he had not thought much of it. Perhaps someone had picked up Genesis technology, so he had ordered the Parademons to kill their way in.
Then he saw his brother.
Highfather not only seemed to be alive, but stronger than before. He was currently watching Spectre Sector from outside, glaring at it like a tiger eyeing