"boom"

Hal's body was like rubbish thrown from the 30th floor. It slammed into the warehouse that had become a ruin. Thousands of dust was splashed. In the next second, his roar sounded, causing He turned into a green streamer again, and rushed towards the sky.

There, the cane in Jarvis’s hand has become two slender, silver-white stabbing swords. Every swing, block, and stabbing are as precise as a robot. With the help of the core of his mechanical life, it is still All of the naive Green Lantern's attack patterns have been seen through him. If Hal can't show fighting power beyond his body, then his failure is expected.

"Uncle Hal! Come on! Beat him!"

Hal’s little nephew, Jason, was chewing on a chicken leg while waving his fist and yelling at the Green Lantern in the sky. Behind him, Hal’s relatives watched the battle in the sky with concern. , Especially Hal's mother, as the widow of a former ace pilot, on the one hand, she longed for her son to be a hero to protect the world, but on the other hand, she hesitated about the safety of her son.

Just like all parents in the world, when they hope their children will become a dragon, they will also long for them to live their lives in safety and peace.

This so-called "kidnapping" is just Nebula’s evil taste. Cyber ​​didn’t ask her and Jarvis to use any way to get the result, so this is just a bad joke between Nebula and Green Lantern, but now, telling After finding out the truth, all contradictions have been resolved.

Not far from Hal's family, Nebula leaned boringly on a roadside seat, sipping the wine he brought with him, and closed his eyes uninterestedly, sitting beside her with a worried look. Carol, who looked at the fantasy battle in the sky, couldn't help but ask:

"Will Hal lose?"

"If he still maintains this basic fighting style, he will lose."

Nebula glanced at the Green Lantern who was violently beaten by Jarvis, and said softly:

"That ring could have given him extraordinary fighting ability. As long as his will and imagination are strong enough, he can even wipe out the city in an instant, but it is a pity that he has not yet adapted to this power, or Said that he has become accustomed to bullying the weak, and when faced with real challenges, he seemed too impatient."

"Put all your energies on spending time and wine, huh, man..."

Nebula took a sip of wine with disdain. She looked at Carol, and couldn't help but stretched her tongue out and licked her scarlet lips. She sat up, stretched out her hand to hold Carol’s fragrant shoulder, and whispered in her ear :

"Should I put him in his assessment report? Little cute..."

"Uh?"

Carol is a woman with a normal personality, and she is a little uncomfortable with Nebula, but she still asks: "Is it really possible?"

"of course can!"

Nebula stretched out her tongue and licked Carol's earlobe. This action made the female pilot's body tremble. Then she heard Nebula in her ear and said in a lover-like voice:

"Just a little dedication from you..."

When Carol heard this sound, she subconsciously clamped her leg again.

Fifteen minutes later, Nebula with a contented face broke through the darkness and appeared behind Jarvis. She stretched out her hand and held down her companion who was beating Hal, and said in a deep voice:

"We have wasted enough time on him, Jarvis, being able to hold on for so long under your attack has proven his potential, although he still needs a complete set of training and combat training..."

"Well... what you said makes sense."

After a moment of thinking, Jarvis retracted the stabbing sword in his hand, straightened the messy clothes, took a step back, and gave way to Nebula, who put his gaze on the panting Hal, her eyes The light became indifferent:

"Listen, Hal Jordan, you are qualified, but it's just a poor result of pressing the line, which is very sad, so you must arrive at the New York Delta Wing building within 7 working days to register and participate in the 4-week combat and Energy projection training, if you fail the final assessment, unfortunately, we will still take your ring!"

"You have no right to do this!"

Hal shouted loudly. He felt a crisis from the bottom of his heart: "My ring was given to me by the Green Lantern Corps. The power of will chose me, and I serve higher systems and organizations."

"So, you expect your status as a soldier in the Green Lantern Corps to frighten us?"

Nebula snorted: "Come on, we understand the Green Lantern Legion far better than you. The guardians of 3,600 sectors are trying to maintain the so-called cosmic order with their own will? Recognize the reality! You are just a group of inadequate comparisons. It's just a little bit more than the next, what we give you is the way you really want to go!"

"Me! I don't believe it!"

Hal stubbornly raised his head and stared at Nebula. This resistance made the assassin's fingers unbearably placed on the hilt, but the next moment, Jarvis's voice rang:

"My lord is here!"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Nebula and Jarvis stepped back a few steps, folded his hands and bowed his head slightly, as if welcoming the appearance of a big man. The next moment, the space in front of Hal shattered, and a black-clothed Cybercong When he came out, he didn't even look at Hal, but looked back at his subordinates, and said softly:

"It's a bit later than expected, but it's not unacceptable... There is nothing for you here. Go and track the other lights. The focus is on the orange lights!"

"Yes, Overlord!"

The figures of Jarvis and Nebula disappeared in this port in the next moment, as if they had never appeared before. After doing all this, Saber turned his head and set his eyes on Hal in front of him.

At the moment when his gaze was added, Hal felt the pressure on his shoulders, as heavy as a mountain, which made him have the idea of ​​kneeling down. This is the oppression of the instincts of the higher-order life on the lower-order life, especially When Cyber ​​didn't take back this kind of oppression, Hal's mind was destined to be under great pressure.

"Hal Jordan, the Battle of New York accidentally got the light ring from the dead green light holder. I have to say that you are a real lucky boy, kid."

Cyber ​​took a step back, thousands of flames entangled behind him, forming a gorgeous and heavy throne. He sat on it, turned his head and looked at the side, where Hal's little nephew was looking at him with a dull face. , A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he beckoned to the kid.

"Come here, Jason!"

Hal's gaze suddenly turned to his nephew, looking at him with a warning look.

"Don't go there, silly boy! That's a dangerous guy you can't even think of!"

But the child did not feel threatened from Saibo. He looked at his parents. The latter seemed to feel the kindness of Saibo, so he nodded towards him, and the little Jason walked towards Saibo. In the past, he raised his head and looked at Saibo's throne. He curiously reached out and touched the flame. Unexpectedly, the burning flame was not hot, but as comfortable as a soft sofa.

"Are you a magician? Sir?"

Jason looked at Cyber, and asked timidly: "My uncle, can he be a superhero?"

"No, I am not a magician!"

Saibo reached out and touched Jason’s messy hair. He stretched out his other hand, and a faint blue flame rose appeared in his hand, lifelike, like a living flower. He handed it to Jason:

"But I can do what the magician can do. Today is your 11th birthday. My subordinates broke your birthday party. This is my apologetic."

"Happy birthday to you, boy."

Jason looked at the blue rose in front of him, his mouth grew in surprise, he took it in his hand and said to Cyber ​​very politely: "Thank you, sir, this is the best birthday I have ever had! "

"Oh no no no no!"

Cyber ​​squeezed his eyes at Jason mysteriously: "I have a wish for birthday...what is your wish, if it is not that difficult, I can help you realize it."

"Is it okay to have planets in the sky?"

Jason held the Flame Rose reluctantly, raised his head and looked at Saibo, who shrugged: "Of course, but that thing must be difficult to see here, are you sure you want the stars?"

"No no no!"

Jason shook his head hurriedly. He looked at his Uncle Hal, and he said loudly, "Then let my uncle be a superhero!"

The child made several decent combat moves:

"It's like Batman! Oh, yes, it's better to be like an overlord! I like them two the most!"

"Ok?"

A happy smile appeared on the corner of Saibo's mouth, and he laughed and patted Jason's head:

"Go, go home with your parents! I have ordered a big cake for you, and enjoy your birthday party."

He glanced at Hal and said to Jason:

"I promise, when you see your uncle tomorrow, he will be a superhero, of course, he needs more training!"

Jason and Hal’s relatives left under the escort of members of the Devil Gang who arrived in an emergency. Only Saibo and Hal were left in the silent port. He looked at the silent Green Lantern standing in place, and reached out his hand. , Holding his chin:

"I will tell you the truth, Hal, I need you to take me to the OA star. Your legion is not very effective. It is a good way to hide yourself. The soldiers under my command have searched more than 3000 galaxies, but they have not found you. Base camp, so I need you to do me a favor."

"What if I say no?"

Hal looked at the Saber in front of him, and he was only able to judge that the overlord in front of him might only need a fist to solve himself, but this was not the reason for his submission. , Especially after suffering an unimaginable setback, he felt that he shouldn't give up so much.

"Well, so you are making a dangerous attempt, right?"

A faint blue circle of ashes appeared in Saibo's eyes. He and Hal's eyes met each other, and he said playfully:

"I heard that the Green Lantern Corps only selects people who are fearless in their hearts to become their warriors. I am also curious. As the first earthling selected in tens of thousands of years, are you really fearless..."

"Let's take a look!"

"Om"

There was a flash of light in front of Hal's eyes, and in a daze he returned to something that he would never forget. It was when he was a child, his father, the day when the best pilot in the seaside city drove a new aircraft, he stood blankly. In the crowd, looking at everything in front of him from a third-party perspective, he was still wearing that weird suit, but no one noticed him at all.

He saw himself when he was a child, wearing his father's leather jacket, standing by the runway and cheering for his father.

And his dad, the face in his memory that didn't fade at all, he was entering the plane and gestured a thumb to his childhood self.

"No! Don't go!"

Hal shouted loudly, he will never forget everything that happened that day, this plane will have an accident during takeoff, and his father will be buried in the fire, but his voice was not heard by anyone, no one Pay attention to him.

He could only watch desperately as the plane taxied on the runway and took off. At this moment, he madly beating the power of will in his body, but... there was no reaction, all of this was just his memory, nothing more.

The plane took off as I remembered, the fuel tank exploded, and his father struggled to control the plane to land. As a child, he rushed towards the plane and saw the moment his father climbed out of the cabin. He knew that the next second. , The plane will explode, everything will repeat itself, nothing can change it all.

But at the moment that sparks rose, the whole world came to a halt.

The burning flames, the panic of everyone, and the cry of my own childhood all came to a halt.

"Oh, this is your fear..."

Saibo's voice rang in his ears. Hal opened his eyes and saw Saibo standing next to the plane. He turned his head and looked at himself. He asked:

"Do you need me to seal this memory for you? You see, the impact it has on you continues until now. You can't overcome this fear, even if you grow up and choose to become a pilot and face all kinds of dangers. But you still can't overcome it, it entangles you like a nightmare."

"You are not fearless, Hal, your will is not as strong as you think. The ring will choose you just because there is a possibility in you!"

Saibo's expression became relaxed: "As long as you can overcome it, even if you can forget it, you can incarnate the true warrior of the will. I have also discovered..."

He stretched out his finger and placed it on Hal's father. A ball of flame burned on his arm. He looked at Hal:

"Do you need me to help you? It's very simple, just a light burn... everything will disappear, you won't remember your father's tragedy, you won't even remember that you have a father..."

"No! Stop it! No!"

Hal shouted: "Don't touch my memory! Take your dirty hands away from my father!"

Cyber ​​removed the burning arm from Hal's father's memory, and he looked at Hal, whose emotions had completely collapsed.

"I'll take you to the OA, I will give up, end it all, don't torture me anymore!"