The corner of Solomon's eye twitched sharply, and he glared at J'onn.
"J'onn, why are you so bloodthirsty? You're always jumping straight to silencing people!"
J'onn paused and looked at him with a somewhat innocent expression.
"Killing him is absolutely out of the question."
Solomon waved a hand and explained,
"First, I haven't copied that kid's abilities yet. Second, in the original fate, before I interfered, Steppenwolf successfully merged the three Mother Boxes and wiped all of you out! At the critical moment, it was the Flash who risked his life to reverse time, giving you a slim chance to turn defeat into victory. So not only must you not kill him, you have to protect him, guide him, and teach him how to properly control the speed force."
Only then did everyone understand, and J'onn silently reined in his killing intent.
Diana lowered her head and pressed her lips together, pondering for a long while before suddenly looking up at Solomon.
"Solomon, I was thinking... if you copied the abilities of everyone in Atlantis and all the warriors on Themyscira before you left, would you be strong enough... to defeat Darkseid head-on?"
Solomon froze for a moment, then began calculating rapidly in his head.
Atlantis had millions of undersea inhabitants, plus the several thousand brave, battle-hardened warriors on the Amazons' Themyscira...
If he copied them all and stacked their attributes, it really could force his attributes up another tier, perhaps even push all his attributes past level 8.
But against a supreme tyrant like Darkseid, who ruled over the multiverse...
Solomon shook his head with a rueful smile.
"Those ordinary warriors provide too few attributes, and there aren't quite enough of them, either. Even with them, I'd only approach the threshold of a chief god at best. Against Darkseid