Plans never kept up with changes. Everyone's landing time had been brought forward drastically, because the moment Su Ming saw that skull-faced fortress appear on the horizon, he also saw Darkseid's army.
It truly was a massive army. They were attacking the castle on the cliffs from every possible angle, but the castle seemed to be protected by an energy barrier. For now, no enemy had managed to break inside.
Castle Grayskull had been built atop a lone peak jutting out from the mountain range, with only a narrow, steep path leading to its main gate. In any world, terrain like this was the very definition of easy to defend and hard to attack.
But the sky was filled with Parademons and hovering assault units, while the ground teemed with Jet-Bow warriors and countless war hounds. The assault was three-dimensional, and it looked as though it would never stop.
Beneath the pitch-black sky, beams of multicolored energy lit up everyone's eyes. They all understood what that lethal beauty meant.
Even though they had not yet spotted the commanding general or Darkseid's avatar, a magic castle definitely could not hold out for long against such a vast army.
Su Ming crouched behind a tree, pulled out a blade of grass, and held it between his teeth as he observed the battlefield.
About five or six days had passed since Zha Kang left Eternia. Castle Grayskull had likely been under attack the entire time, yet for some reason, Darkseid was not in a hurry to send in his full army. Instead, he had his troops surround it and bombard it relentlessly.
Was he trying to persuade someone to surrender? Or was he afraid of damaging something?
"How do we proceed, man?" Cheetah twitched her ears and moved close behind Deathstroke. Though she