Superboy-Prime was not omniscient. In the past, he had only paid attention to Superman comics, so it was perfectly normal for an unfamiliar character to appear now.
As long as Su Ming knew him, that was enough.
Just the appearance of that drop, like melting asphalt, was enough to identify him. Su Ming tilted his head and said to Swann, who was likewise ready for battle:
"This era's Earth might not be saved. Do you have any personal belongings you want to take with you?"
"As long as I take my head with me, I'm good." Swann stared at the swaying black droplet as well. "Who is he?"
If the sky was a filter paper covered in activated carbon, then that liquid drop was the thick residue left behind after filtration. Its pure darkness dyed heaven and earth alike, while the oppressive atmosphere made breathing difficult.
"Deathspawn, though some also call him Apocalypse Undead. He is Darkseid's son from Earth-Two and possesses multiversal singularity." Deathstroke raised the Lightsaber in his hand. As he explained to Swann, he gathered energy and slashed toward the sky.
A golden crescent arc flew toward the heavens, seemingly intending to cut the visible droplet in half.
Deathspawn's mother was a White Martian—or rather, one of the Four Martian Deities created by Perpetua, specifically to manage the Martians, that weapon race.
That former mother had been born on Mars. Gentle and kind, she was the planet's healer.
She loved all living creatures and could heal their pain. But when Apokolips invaded, illness had left her too weak to protect her planet. She could only watch as her people died and their Civilization was destroyed.
Her pain and grief caught Darkseid's attention, and he summoned her to speak with him face-to-face.
Despite countless hardships, she managed to