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All the soldiers of the Yellow Lantern Corps rushed out of the war world. They turned fear into weapons and threw them at the translucent human figure shrouded in white light.

"It's in vain, Sinestro! Fear is not enough to defeat me! It's even a part of me!" Hal Jordan absorbed all the attacks from the Yellow Lantern Corps. He held War World with one hand and held it with the other. Then he waved, and in the semi-arc space, countless colorful neurons in his body released all the emotional energy he controlled, and that energy formed a large area of ​​different memories in the space.

That was the memory belonging to those members of the Yellow Lantern Corps. For just a moment, they were all trapped in the memories of the past. Or happy, or regretful, or fearful, or sad...all the emotions burst through their consciousness, and when they wavered, the yellow light rings also lost their light, because their hosts No longer thinking, but passively accepting those long forgotten memories.

Sinestro was still floating in the war world, looking at the transformed Hal in the holographic projection with a gloomy face.

"You don't have to resist, Sinestro! Our positions are the same! You want to save your hometown, and so do I!" Hal looked down at the war world in his hands and persuaded, "But I won't let you do that. Destroying the earth in exchange for your victory! That is just the outcome the enemy wants to see! Don’t you understand, Sinestro!”

"You will always be my obstacle, Hal Jordan!" Sinestro raised his head and stared at his former student with two cold eyes, "I will not be used by anyone! I will never trust anyone again. !I want to take the power into my own hands! Jordan, it's you who don't understand! It's you who are being played by the gods who do this! Just like those scams by the Guardians of the Universe! I won't be any more high-minded lunatic! The bullets and puppets in their hands! They all deserve to die! Only in this way can the multiverse usher in true freedom and peace!"

Sinestro wasn't angry, he still seemed conscious. He slowly flew upwards wrapped in the energy of fear. He raised his head and approached the passage above the control room with an unyielding attitude. "Lisa, prepare the "Book of Parallax"! Connect it to the central computer! "

Lisa smiled, her smile was so crazy. It's like she doesn't care who wins or loses, all she cares about is the upcoming battle between Sinestro and Hal Jordan.

"Okay, Sir Sinestro." In Lisa's hand, there was a large book gently held up by the dark blue gauze on her body. The lock on the yellow-covered book was under Lisa's control. Slowly opening, the chains transformed from the fear energy extended outward from the bottom of the spine as if they were alive, and they rushed like snakes towards the control system like a miniature planet in the center of the central control room.

Soon, after the chain was connected, the entire miniature planet lit up with yellow light, reflecting the special symbol of the Yellow Lantern Corps.

Outside the war world, more yellow energy chains extend from the "Book of Parallax". They bind the entire war world and also lock those members of the Yellow Lantern Corps who are trapped in the memories of the past.

"I keep studying fear, and I have saved countless stories about fear. Now..." Lisa raised her purple lips slightly, and her vampire-like blood-red eyes looked even more crazy and excited, "They will all be released!"

When Sinestro broke out of the war world and appeared in front of Hal, all the chained Yellow Lantern Corps members reopened their eyes together. The yellow flame of fear burned in everyone's eyes, and they began to be immersed in the stories of the fears they had overcome when they entered the House of Fear when they first joined the Yellow Lantern Corps. That was their source of strength and what made them become members of the Fear. opportunity.

"The dark days are vast, the white nights are bright. The evil traitors are afraid of my divine light. They will be burned in the fire, and those who rebel against me will perish. Fear is the source of the power of the Se family!" Everyone began to shout the oath of the Yellow Lantern Corps, And the yellow light rings that lit up again also attracted the parallax monsters surrounding the white light furnace.

"I taught you, Hal Jordan!" Sinestro raised his right fist, the yellow light ring on his hand flashed brightly, and his eyes reflected the yellow light symbol, "Now, I'm gonna teach you a lesson again! Are you ready? Hal Jordan!"

The Parallax monster suddenly broke away from the white light furnace. It seemed to have gained self-awareness again, and then rushed towards Hal Jordan with its bloody mouth open and its sharp teeth exposed.

"Sinestro..." Hal looked down at Sinestro, also prepared.

……

Tim Hunter's remaining consciousness guides the magic light to swoop down towards the reality above the earth. He just knows now that he must find a specific anchor point, a goal, a place to entrust all the magical energy...

Constantine!

Tim saw the remnants of green light emerging from the cracks in the darkness.

That’s the “green of all things”!

Magic told Tim that they were too similar. They all came from the touch of divine waves. They were all the embers of thought and part of the order.

The reason why the "green of all things" still exists today is because the spirit of existence has returned.

Elements are also part of life, but the "green of all things" is still fragmented, because order has not returned, and because the "anti-life equation" still enslaves most thoughts and wills.

But an ember can become a prairie fire, it just needs a little catalyst.

Like... magic.

Tim dove headfirst, taking with him the countless possibilities seeping out of the mecha man's metal head, taking the "Book of Magic" and all the magic power of his own towards the final destination.

That's the end.

Tim's last remaining consciousness smiled, and that smile was quickly submerged in the ferocious vortex of colorful magical energy.

……

"Let's have some fire." Constantine held a cigarette, the last cigarette he rolled with his own ashes and the shriveled leaves of "The Green of All Things."

Constantine's hands were shaking because his bones were turning into powder, his flesh and blood was falling into ashes, and the hair on his head had merged with the raging flames igniting around him.

"The Green of All Things" is riddled with holes, which is the beginning of a sacrifice.

Constantine knew it, because that was the result he wanted.

"You will love this fireworks." Constantine grinned. He raised his head and stared at the cracked space with his black-lined eyes. His broken pale face was full of mockery of everything. , "Don't mess with the wrong people, you bastards!"

A flash of fire penetrated the crack and it fell.

Constantine stretched out his hand that was turning into ashes to catch the fire. He watched the fire ignite and expand in his palm, and illuminate his smiling face. He put the cigarette in his mouth, then lowered his head, and the tongue of fire caught the cigarette. When a new flame rose, all the cracks around him collapsed like a dike.

……

"That's it now, Mazekin!" Merlin looked at Mazekin. His face was like a burning skull wrapped in molten slime. Sweat, blood, and skin tissue were all fused together. It looked disgusting. Extremely strong, and the pungent smell of sulfur is even stronger.

Ma Zejin stood in the center of the giant tree-like magic circle and raised her right hand. In her hand, she held a blood-stained bone spur. It was a temporary weapon torn off the ribs of the "Scorpion". It was dim and pale. Light, but extremely sharp. Mazekin held it firmly, his one intact eye and the glaring eyes on half of the rotten face all staring at Merlin who was being burned by the fire of hell.

"Do it, Mazekin! For God's sake! End my pain!" Merlin hissed.

"There is no God anymore, Merlin! And you will always belong to hell!" Mazekin said cold-bloodedly and stabbed the bone spur into Merlin's chest. She quickly raised her hand to cut Merlin's neck and festering head. All split into two.

Flames, ashes and blood sprayed out instantly.

"Time has started to move." The First Fallen did not watch the scene of Merlin's tragic death at this time. He kept looking back at the clock that started to move.

Under Mazekin's feet, blue flames kept jumping along the outlined stripes of the magic circle pattern.

"I lift up this vessel now, just as Jesus son of Perahia did in the days gone by, to banish all demons with one decree. I cast out you, demons, spirits of the dead, evil spirits, ghosts of the night, and all malice from so and so son and so Removed from the abode of man. Just as he wrote the order of expulsion from the characters of the characters, from the characters of the name, from the empty space, with the power of subduing the mountains of heaven and earth, uprooting the peaks, I banish you. , all these lichs, demons, evil spirits, night ghosts, and malice..." Solomon began to recite ancient exorcism prayers in Hebrew that have been lost for a long time.

"You know that God is dead and the City of Silver has collapsed." Mazekin looked down at the burning corpse of Merlin, "Who are you sending your prayers to?"

"You know nothing, woman." Solomon continued to chant with a sullen face, while he stared at the burning magic circle with his eagle-like eyes.

Mazekin did not continue to sneer. She knew that Solomon was making final preparations for the battle in his own way.

"What you are looking for is not freedom, Lilith." Mazekin murmured in the blue flames. She even saw the demonic bones of Etrigen spliced ​​and swayed from Merlin's charred corpse. The contract was already there. Broken, the final bondage and deal has been reached.

The devil is about to return.

"Lilim will find a place in the new world." Mazekin said in a deep voice, "And you, Lilith... I will kill you with my own hands to interrupt the cycle of curse."