Chapitre 742: Darkseid's Dark Past

"For how long will you keep fighting, Darkseid!?"

"Your generals have fallen, and your so-called undefeatable armies have already withdrawn from the battle."

"What are you still fighting for in the end? Do you really want to die here?" The powerful voice boomed through the space, which was filled with collapsed stars, strange anomalous rifts, and crumbled spaces all over.

There were fragments of stars floating around the place, giving insight into the type of destruction that had formerly occurred in the area, and truly, it left much to the imagination.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Loud laughter boomed through the void of space, coming from none other than a figure who seemed to be the incarnation of destruction itself.

It was a muscular, armored figure with a futuristic, almost organic-looking design.

The figure's head was bald, with a metallic sheen, and glowing red eyes brimming with destructive power.