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Chapter 655 Lights Out

The center of the universe, Oa.

"We failed."

At the Green Lantern Corps headquarters, Hal Jordan hovered above a projected void, with an entire universe beneath him. Multicolored light crisscrossed the starry sky beneath his feet, countless explosions erupted, and a continuous war of colored lights raged across countless star systems.

"The Green Lantern Corps is achieving more and more victories."

Guy Gardner floated beside him with his arms crossed.

"I would never call this a failure."

"If by 'results' you mean increasing conflicts," Hal closed his eyes, rubbed his nose, and shook his head. "The remnants of the Seneca Legion are disappearing, and the Red Lanterns' area of ​​operation has been temporarily compressed and controlled by the Legion."

But conflicts still exist, and that's exactly what I'm worried about.

"Wait a minute," Guy frowned, "you're not thinking about all that old stuff those old fogies were spouting nonsense about, are you? Prophecies and destiny, stuff like that. Since when did you start believing in that stuff?"

Hal remained silent, lost in thought.

Yes, he had indeed disbelieved it before, but that was only possible when he was a soldier, able to act without regard for the consequences. Now he had to consider the greater good and the needs of many more people; he had to think things through carefully.

The prophecies of the Book of Oa are being fulfilled step by step; new spectra beyond the green light are constantly emerging, and the war of the colored lights has already broken out. If the prophecies are not wrong, then the next step should be the darkest night.

Shen You seemed to have made progress, but the Green Lantern Corps hadn't provided any leads. This made him somewhat uneasy.

"Gai, don't you ever feel..."

Hal hesitated for a moment.

"What?"

"I just feel like maybe I'm not the most suitable candidate?" Hal said. "As the legion leader?"

"Ha, I've never thought you were capable," Gai grumbled. "If you ask me, you couldn't even manage a toilet."

"I'm serious," Hal said.

Guy had been a member of the Legion for quite some time now, and had made many contributions in the battles across various sectors, rising through the ranks rapidly. Although he and Hal were nominally still superior and subordinate, they were actually good friends.

"Seriously?"

Gai frowned slightly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Because, as you said, I'm increasingly realizing that maybe I really don't have that talent. The Guardians. Of course, I'm not saying I agree with them; I still can't forgive many of the decisions they made, but I'm starting to understand many of the reasons behind them more and more."

I'm thinking, maybe I should bring Ganther back to the Legion; he would be a much better leader than me. Or perhaps even bringing Mr. Shen would be far better than things are now.

As far as I know, he had already taken action to prepare for Black Night a long time ago, and he probably already has a complete plan. But the Green Lantern Corps, under my leadership, has made absolutely no progress.”

"Hey, stop thinking about it."

Gai interrupted him, saying irritably.

"You'll get nowhere no matter how hard you try; you're not cut out for this."

He paused, then chuckled.

"If you ask me, since you think you're so incompetent, I have a great idea. Let Old Guy be the leader; I guarantee he'll do a better job than you."

"You?" Hal chuckled. "Come on, you think you can drag the entire legion into a fire pit in three days? I'd rather do it myself."

"Tch, who do you think you are?"

Gai pouted, not angry, just chuckled.

"But that's right. You see, you're forcing yourself to do things you're not good at. You're thinking, considering the consequences, and always thinking about the results of each decision."

So let me ask you this: did these things shape you into the greatest Green Lantern? Oh, to add, the greatest Green Lantern besides me, but you know what I mean.

The point is, you are Hal Jordan, not some Guardian of the Universe. Sitting in this position doesn't directly change who you are. How you created miracles and became great is something you can lead your legion to do.

Or have you lost your confidence? That's not a big deal. Old Guy is always ready. Just say the word, and if you can't do it, I will. I believe I can.

As he spoke, he put his hands on his hips and puffed out his chest.

"Okay, I've been imagining that scene, maybe it's better if I do it myself."

Halton paused, then smiled slightly.

"Thanks anyway, Gai."

"Why are you being so polite with me?"

"Okay, maybe you're right. I need to reconsider. What is it?"

As Hal was speaking, he received a communication from the lamp ring. He raised the lamp ring, and the green light within projected the figure of Salak, the secretary of the Lamp Society.

"It's Master Ganser, leader Jordan. He wants to see you. He says it's very urgent."

Hal raised an eyebrow.

He left the command room, and as soon as he saw Ganser, the little blue man he hadn't seen in a long time hurriedly flew up to him.

"Calling all Green Lanterns! Jordan! All Green Lanterns! Wherever you are!"

"Oh, slow down, Ganser. What's going on?" Hal said.

"There's no time to dawdle anymore; it's the Book of Oa, a new chapter has begun. Things are unfolding, the forbidden prophecy has come true!"

Ganther shouted.

"The dead begin their rebellion; the world will be turned upside down; the darkest night has arrived!"

"Huh?" Hal was startled by the sudden warning. "When?"

"Right now!"

Earth, seaside city, suburbs.

At this moment, the Black Hand was completely enveloped by a pitch-black aura. The dark death energy covered his entire body, so dense that even the outline of the Black Hand could not be seen.

Just like the various energy representations of other colored lamps, it was merely a version of death. The representation of death enveloped the black hand, transforming it into a towering giant, even making its breath heavy and oppressive, as if the entire world had been drawn into the realm of the underworld.

"I hate that light," the Black Hand's voice muffled from within. "You two are even more annoying than Green Lantern."

Before William Hand became Blackhand, he felt incredibly uneasy from the first time he saw Green Lantern.

It was as if he was born a believer in darkness, instinctively abhorring the light.

Every time he closed his eyes, he seemed to see that dazzling green light, making his vision blurry. The light emitted by Green Lantern kept him awake at night.

He dug up the grave and hid himself deep beneath the tomb, yet he could still see the lamp ring's excessively bright light, like daylight in the darkness, leaving him with no peace.

At that moment, he knew he had to extinguish it.

For the rest of his life, he dedicated himself to extinguishing that light. But now, he faces a brilliance even more dazzling and unsettling than the Green Lantern he once saw.

"It must be shut down." The Black Hand gritted his teeth. "A peaceful new world, a new family, doesn't need you."

"Don't rush, William Hand, Earthling."

At that moment, a voice sounded beside him.

Turning around, they saw a phantom figure already appearing in mid-air. It was a short, blue-skinned man wrapped in a large, decaying robe, but his body was covered in plague-like, jet-black markings.

The Dark Guardian.

"You are the chosen one of our Lord, our messenger. Now is the time."

The Dark Guardian floated in mid-air, its pupils as black as a starless universe.

"Eternal night descends here, and the last glimmer of light in the world is extinguished tonight!"

(End of this chapter)