Superman from the comics: Starting with the Black Robe

Chapter 481 Old Debts Remain

He looked at the Guardians, past Ganther, and then fixed his gaze on the older Apasa, an old acquaintance: "It's been almost thirty years since we last met—Lord Apasa, Chief of the Round Table Council and Guardian."

The Round Table Council was a secret interstellar diplomatic platform initially established by the Guardians.

The purpose is to bypass bureaucracy when necessary, resolve pressing crises quickly and simply, and maintain necessary peace and balance.

After a thousand years of development, the Round Table Council has become associated with the rulers or representatives of almost every renowned cosmic civilization.

Among the civilizations that played a decisive role were the Senagan Eagle-Man Empire, whose sphere of influence spanned several sectors, the magical planet Lann, and — Tamaran.

The Guardian Apasa was the person in charge of hosting that roundtable meeting, and Jor-El, who was in charge of external communications for Krypton at the time, met him through this channel.

"Hmph!" Apasa, knowing that this battle was unavoidable, snorted coldly: "What you have done today only proves how correct my decision was back then."

Although they were sharp-tongued, both Apasa and Ganser were secretly sweating bullets, knowing that they were basically doomed this time.

Jor-El's retreat and advance directly pushed the two Guardians and the vast majority of the Green Lantern Corps forces into a dead end.

The Kryptonian Sunstone super battleship has already proven its power; even on the battlefield under the ancient red sun, the Guardians had to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

Moreover, the sudden destruction of the giant planets Mogo and Solaris has deprived the Guardians of their weapons to counter the Kryptonians on the battlefield.

They can't defeat their opponent with just the Green Lantern Corps now, and even breaking through the encirclement seems extremely difficult.

despair.

"Only the survivors can truly judge who is right and who is wrong—that's what you taught me through your actions!"

After saying this, the Sunstone warship behind Jor El began to gleam, its star rings rotating, and its fire control system locked onto everyone on the entire battlefield, from Earth to outer space.

Then came more and more Kryptonians, who flooded into Earth's atmosphere and confronted the Green Lantern Squad behind the Guardians.

At Jor-El's command, the Kryptonian army launched a full-scale attack on the Guardians and the Green Lantern Supreme trapped on Earth: "It's time to pay the price!"

These members of the Green Lantern Corps are essentially corpses. Directly connected to the central Green Lantern energy source, they possess reaction speeds comparable to Kryptonians and the output limits of the Green Lantern Corps' elite, ensuring they are not defeated at the first touch in their battle against the Kryptonian army.

Since they are not living beings, they cannot experience a breakdown of will or have their green light go out, which means they do indeed have a higher moral standard than ordinary Green Lanterns.

But by ensuring the lower limit, it also means locking in the upper limit—how can something that isn't even a living thing unleash a light of will that can turn the world upside down?

In no time at all, the defenses built by the Green Lantern Legion began to crumble, and the two sides began to clash at close range.

The Kryptonian's flesh was like steel crushing the Green Lantern Legion, and blood immediately rained down from the sky.

Trial.

When will you finally realize that you have nowhere to run?

Just then, Jor-El finally caught up with Apassa, who was trying to escape under the cover of the Green Lantern Corps. A heat vision interrupted Apassa's attempt at teleportation: "The Kryptonians will eventually take control of everything. Perhaps you can escape to another universe now?"

"You, you, you!"

Apasa, who had been intercepted by Jor-El in mid-air, was all bark and no bite. Just as he was thinking of escaping in another direction, he saw Fiora, the Kryptonian lieutenant, and several other guards approaching with ill intent: "This is the first time I've killed a Guardian of the Universe."

"Damn it!"

In the distance, Ganthor, who was fighting against the Kryptonian Legion with the Supreme Green Lanterns and other surviving normal Green Lanterns, saw that his comrades were in trouble and immediately allocated a small force to support them.

These two guardians are the only ones on the entire battlefield to maintain order in the Green Lantern Corps. If any of them are killed, the battle could collapse at any moment!

"Guardian Ganther!"

As Ganther prepared to advance and support those in need, he heard a roar, and a ripple came from a completely transparent area of ​​air in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a green-skinned lizardman, resembling an alien, transformed into the form of a prehistoric behemoth, instantly pounced on Ganther to the ground, baring his fangs: "My name is Ron Jungz, the last Martian hunter. You must pay for everything you have done to my people!"

Prepare to die!

Now that the entire Earth has instantly become a battlefield, it's natural for those with grudges to seek revenge and those with grievances to settle scores.

As a Martian, Ron Rontz harbors a deep hatred for the Guardians, who are determined to exterminate his race. Now that his enemy is right in front of him, how can he let him go?

Ganther, who could conceal his spirit on Earth, naturally knew all the species in the solar system intimately. From the Martian hunter's cloaking and shape-shifting, he instantly discerned where the hunter came from: "Green Martians?! What are you doing on Earth?"

For Ganser, everything that happened on Mars was ancient history, dating back 20,000 years. Ganser truly had no idea what was happening on Mars now.

Martians with telepathic abilities were almost completely wiped out in a fire virus that spread through the mind, with only a few hundred or so people who were not on Mars surviving.

The cause of this tragedy, besides the Martian who deliberately spread the virus, was the Martians' inherent weakness to fire.

These Martians' fear of fire is as if it were etched into their souls. When this mental virus spreads, an inextinguishable flame ignites in the hearts of the infected Martians.

The Martians' powerful telepathic abilities allow their minds to influence reality; the flames within their minds directly burn their bodies until they are completely incinerated into dried corpses.

For Martians, who are inherently afraid of fire, this is undoubtedly the most painful way to die.

This kind of death happened to almost all of his Martian brethren, and every time Ron Jungz thought about it, he couldn't sleep at night.

Now, the chance for revenge has finally arrived!

The Martian hunters, whose Martian population now numbers only a few hundred, took the question of "How can a Martian like Ganser be on Earth?" as a provocation.

To him, what he heard was tantamount to—"How come you're not all dead yet?"

The giant hand, transformed from Martian flesh, lunged forward, about to tear Ganser through the chest: "I can sense it—you are the guardian who gave our people their weakness to fire! Today, your blood will be offered as a sacrifice to my extinct people!"

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Ganser was annoyed as he watched from afar as Fiora slashed a large gash across the face of the guardian Apasa, who was unable to dodge in time. He had no idea what was wrong with this Martian.

From the fury emanating from Mars, the Guardians, whose telepathic abilities are no less than those of the Martians, easily understood the cause and effect of the conflict.

The Martian hunters were right about the general direction; it was Ganther, the guardian who passed through the solar system, who added the fire weakness to the Martians at the DNA level.

But Ganser didn't think there was anything wrong with his actions. At least the fire virus was created by the Martians themselves, not him: "I didn't exterminate your people! That was your own fault! Your race should have been wiped out 20,000 years ago. I'm the one who saved you!"

madness.

How stupid!

This incredibly stupid Martian is so furious because he's being used as a pawn by the Kryptonians!

Does he really know what ancient Martians were like?

For the survival of other races in the universe, and for the peace and stability of the entire universe, each member of the Guardians of the Universe sometimes has to make some very difficult choices.

Why can't any race in the universe understand the difficulties faced by the Guardians?