I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

Ganser glanced at the tearful chives, feeling a little moved, but his facial expression remained blank, appearing indifferent. He couldn't let the guardians around him discover that he was gradually regaining his emotions.

Then, looking at the cheap laborers who remained calm and whose thoughts were unclear, he slowly turned around and continued speaking to the group of little blue men: "My suggestion is to gather all the Lanterns, ignore the others, and execute Sinestro first, or hand him over to quell public anger before killing him, to make up for the huge losses he caused to the entire universe, and to pay for the lives of many innocent Lanterns. His death will also be considered to give that man an explanation."

Whether you listen or not is up to you. This is a strategy that kills three birds with one stone, better than any other win-win situation. Whether you adopt this suggestion or not depends on whether you're out of your mind.

Ganse looked indifferently at his people, awaiting their decision.

A somewhat prestigious guardian looked at Seneca, who was tightly bound beside him, and began to stroke his chin, pondering and weighing the pros and cons in deep thought.

His eyes lit up quickly, and he said with great joy, "This is a good idea. Your idea is perfect. You are indeed a genius. However, I do not agree with killing him. Let's arrest him first and put him in custody."

Swish!

Ganser almost stumbled and fell, his eyes narrowing as he stared intently at the group of idiots.

Seriously? You got the wrong choice between two options? Are you kidding me? Is it really that hard to choose between killing and not killing? You just had to choose the third option, locking them up? The thing is, I didn't even give you that option!

What? It's their own choice to find a different path? Then it's alright.

Upon hearing this, Sinestro, who was in the crowd, was furious. He had not only lost his Green Lantern Ring, but also the Yellow Lantern Ring and the Dread Lantern, completely losing his ability to resist. He had lost everything.

He struggled furiously, raising his head and roaring, "You bunch of self-proclaimed intelligent and arrogant dwarves, how dare you treat me like this! I will take my revenge on you sooner or later! Just wait, you will face my brutal and bloody slaughter one day..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, he was knocked unconscious by the two guards who were holding him, and was quickly imprisoned and arrested.

"Idiot, if you weren't still useful, I would have followed Ganser's advice and killed you right now..."

A cosmic guardian with supreme prestige and great power is experiencing a mix of emotions, but mostly anger and disdain.

He continued with a sneer, "You dare threaten us? We'll have someone torture you properly in the Phantom Zone prison in a bit, so I can see if your bones are as strong as your mouth. You've really gone too far!"

He then gestured for someone to quickly take him away and imprison him.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ganther was also filled with mixed feelings. He looked at Seneca, who had fainted and was being taken away, with pity, and did not say anything more.

Then, looking up at the clansman's guardian who held the power of life and death, he couldn't help but shake his head. He had come up with such a good idea, but his companion had still made the worst decision.

They are truly beyond saving.

In his view, the most sensible course of action would be to kill Seneca, or hand him over and then kill him, whichever way they handed him over, the benefits of which would be far greater than if they had kept Seneca imprisoned themselves.

Of course, the biggest benefit would go to Ye Ritian. As long as he doesn't clash with that person, all the sacrifices would be worthwhile.

Ugh!

Ganser's eyes were filled with complex emotions, and he was on the verge of a mental breakdown. These little blue men were far too arrogant and conceited. They thought they were exceptional, but their logical thinking was truly terrible. Apart from their impressive analytical and computational abilities, they had no other redeeming qualities.

I must have had an incredibly unlucky life to have joined this group of crazy people and become one of them.

If they continue to act so mindlessly and foolishly, and keep making these ridiculous moves, following them will inevitably lead to our downfall one day, and then my life will be over.

I can't even choose the right option from the two choices. I can't carry this team. I really can't carry it. Ganse is exhausted.

blah blah blah!

Just then, another new face emerged from the distance amidst the surging thoughts of Ganther. He stepped closer and closer.

Solemnly looked at the silent Deadpool beside him, whose entire being was deathly still, with a terrifying aura emanating from him, and a strange yellow power permeating his appearance, containing a sense of fear.

After scrutinizing the strange young man in the red and black uniform and mask, he turned to look at Ganther, Seneca being handcuffed and taken away, and the countless guardians at the end.

Each of them had a variety of expressions, each with their own distinct personality and hidden agenda.

He looked completely bewildered and couldn't help but ask, "What's going on here? Why is the atmosphere so strange?!"

Tomare scratched his head in confusion. He didn't understand what was going on here, and why everyone's expressions were so strange, making him feel uneasy.

Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention or offered any explanation.

Helpless, he had no choice but to call upon the Green Lantern of Earth in the main universe. In the blink of an eye, his expression gradually became serious, and he began to greet him with authority.

With his keen sense of smell, he vaguely sensed an extremely terrifying change in the area. He needed to deal with it as soon as possible, and before that, he needed an excellent Lanternman to step forward and take charge.

That would only be Hal Jordan, played by Ryan Reynolds.

"How is this guy doing? Who won?"

One of the guardians looked at Deadpool with curiosity and said indifferently.

At this moment, Deadpool remained motionless, appearing completely lifeless. If they hadn't been able to sense the fluctuations of his life force, everyone would have almost thought he was dead.

Suddenly, one of the guardians seemed to realize something, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and suggested, "Should we... make our move now? Deadpool can't move right now, so we..."

As he spoke, he gestured horizontally in front of his neck with his hand.

Ganther shook his head without saying a word. He didn't think much of this bad idea and didn't believe Deadpool was powerless to resist if he stood still.

If a deity is trapped in their spiritual world fighting an enemy, their external defenses are extremely weak. Could someone easily catch them off guard and kill them? Such a deity must be a fake!

If you can do that, and do it perfectly, I, Ganse, will cut off my own head and use it as a chamber pot for you. Gods, gods! Gods are revered as gods precisely because they are exceptionally powerful and extraordinary. Otherwise, how could they be crowned and ennobled? Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can become a god.

Just look at Golden Clark, he's a living example. His strength, even among Superman counterparts in various universes, would place him among the top, excluding the anomaly Ye Ritian.

Deadpool's strength is unfathomable; he's a powerful being that these blockheads of his are no match for. Ganther pondered quietly, realizing they probably knew nothing about Deadpool's abilities.

In fact, those little blue guys with mental problems really got carried away for a moment, and they couldn't possibly have imagined the suspicious factors that Ganser had thought of.

They only believe what they see in front of them and the judgment of their brilliant minds; they have exceptional intelligence.

Sure enough, after hearing a guardian's idiotic remarks, the group of like-minded people suddenly had a bright idea – what a great idea!

"This is a good idea, I think it'll work..." one of the guardians exclaimed.

Ganser's lips twitched uncontrollably; he could hardly bear to look at him. He thought to himself, "I knew it would be like this."

His mentality collapsed again. His teammates were as stupid as pigs, while his opponents were all top players. This game was going to be difficult to win.

Within two minutes of the game starting, the team was already several W units behind in gold. They hadn't even completed a single major item, while the enemy had already acquired six items, filling all their inventory slots to the brim. They even had a huge amount of gold left to buy a resurrection item, wishing they had more inventory slots. The situation was very unfavorable for them. How could they possibly turn this game around?

"Very well, I will reward you handsomely after this is done. Now, who has the courage to step forward and assassinate the servant...?"

One of the guardians said excitedly that he was very optimistic about this method and that it might actually work. He also believed that a generous reward would surely attract brave men.

Unfortunately, Yongfu didn't get to see her; the person in question woke up first, and no one dared to answer.

"Is this the Yellow Lantern Beast, the power of fear?"

Deadpool suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand through the mask, examined his hands with a pleasing look, and carefully sensed another power within him: fear.

Unseen by anyone, Deadpool's face showed a look of amazement. He had obtained one of the new power systems in DC, the Yellow Lantern Ring of Fear. He felt that he could manipulate the fear emotions of all life in the universe and could easily detonate them at will.

He had just finished a fierce battle inside his body, and with a single palm strike, he easily suppressed the Parallax Monster, completely defeating and severely injuring it.

Instead of killing it, they threw it into a dark corner, created a cage, and trapped it tightly.

Rewind a few minutes...

boom!

A deafening roar echoed in Deadpool's mind, and a vast, boundless mental network suddenly appeared, instantly waking the daydreaming Parallax and indirectly, immediately stunning it.

"You, you, you, how can you have such a strong will? This... is too exaggerated!"

Just moments ago, the parallax monster was lost in thought, pondering the parallax of the human race. Suddenly, it became completely focused, staring dumbfounded at the giant net of stars. Its size was so enormous that it filled the entire wall of its eye sockets, so much so that it couldn't contain the end.

If one's own will is the size of a river, then the other party is a continent, or even an ocean.

There's no comparison at all!

Parallax stared at Deadpool in shock, as if to say, "Who are you?"

"Compared to Ye Ritian, what am I?"

Deadpool coldly said, "Parallax, just obediently become my puppet and stop making futile resistance."

His voice descended from the high heavens, like the supreme ruler of this special realm. To the Parallax Monster, it was extremely oppressive and intimidating.

The parallax monster trembled with fear, struggling to raise its head. It no longer wanted to resist and asked blankly, "Who is Ye Ritian? Is his spiritual power even more vast than yours?"

It was locked in the central furnace, unaware of what was happening outside, and completely unaware of the existence of Ye Ritian.

Deadpool said authoritatively, "Yes, he is my boss. I follow in his footsteps and travel with him through countless worlds. We... never mind, you are not qualified to know so much. Be silent!"

As he spoke, a gigantic hand materialized out of thin air, carrying immense power, and crashed down from above, heading straight for the Parallax Monster.

The Parallax monster was terrified, feeling as if its scalp was about to split open, and its overwhelming power suddenly and violently decreased.

It stood frozen in place, its gaze fixed on the colossal hand that pierced the heavens. Knowing it could neither escape nor dodge, it stared intently and exclaimed, "What? Traveling through all the heavens and myriad worlds?"

In an attempt to decipher this powerful concept of scale, this hand was brewing a terrifying ultimate power—a mysterious system it had never seen before, seemingly the pinnacle of the world within the walls, surpassing everything.

At the same time, it also felt as if it had heard some extremely shocking and earth-shattering secret. The other party had just said that it was roaming through countless worlds? Countless worlds? A term it had never heard of before, which sounded like an extremely vast number of worlds.

Is it...

Parallax's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, as if he had thought of some terrible taboo, the Analects that could not be spoken of, described, guessed, or described in too much detail!

Shocking! The seemingly insignificant humans, and the leader Ye Ritian they spoke of, actually came from an alternate realm completely different from their own, terrifying and powerful.

They...broke through the wall and went straight into DC!!

boom!

A tremendous sound and a gigantic hand erupted simultaneously, ignoring the Parallax monster with its dilated pupils. In that instant, it completely obscured the monster's form, and all invading intents were covered by the sudden burst of light from the explosion. The overwhelming power engulfed the surroundings and devoured everything.

Swish!