Parallax was killed.
The Guardians of the Universe and the Green Lantern Corps looked at Roan in shock.
Superman was extremely horrified.
"My father and mother once told me that no matter what I chose to do when I grew up, it would have a huge impact on the World.
They tried their best to teach me to do good and to restrain my power."
Because for him, who was as powerful as a god, the human World was fragile, and he could almost change the World into whatever he wanted.
But now he felt that his parents should see the current scene.
"Earth is not as simple as they think."
He shook his head and gave a wry smile.
Even if he wholeheartedly did bad things, he probably wouldn't have much impact on Earth. Not only were there truly gods on Earth, but they were also so powerful, far exceeding his own power.
It was not his turn to influence and shape the World at all.
"We won."
Catwoman was pleasantly surprised.
Parallax was eliminated, and Earth was saved. Although she was not a hero, she did not want Earth to become a dead silence.
"Guardians."
Sinestro quietly flew to the side of the Guardians of the Universe, standing with them and looking at Roan's back, his eyes full of apprehension.
"He dealt with Parallax, but it must have cost him a lot of power."
"If we at this time..."
The Parallax that endangered the Universe was eliminated, but for some reason, he felt as if he had lost something.
Sinestro's face was slightly grim.
Many years ago, one of the Guardians of the Universe tried to control the power of fear but failed, was possessed by Parallax, and lost his sanity.
"Given my compatibility with the power of fear, after Parallax is defeated, perhaps I can control Parallax and gain power stronger than all of the Green Lantern Corps combined, but now..."
He clenched his fists tightly.
Sinestro's premonition was correct. His compatibility with the power of fear was indeed unmatched. In the comics, he could even suppress and enslave Parallax, gain control, and establish his own Yellow Lantern Corps.
But unfortunately, Parallax was gone now.
The Guardians of the Universe frowned, somewhat moved. They looked at each other.
If Roan were to leave today, what would happen if this matter spread throughout the Universe? The Green Lantern Corps, which had maintained peace in the Universe for billions of years, was so incompetent that it had to rely on an enemy who had once wreaked havoc on Oa to solve problems?
Another great humiliation for Oa.
"If we let him go today, it will not be so easy to capture and punish him in the future!"
"But if his divine power is not exhausted, and we make a move..."
"The Green Lantern Corps has suffered heavy casualties. I suggest waiting until the Corps replenishes its strength before planning a move."
The few of them communicated mentally, arguing fiercely and quickly. The opportunity was fleeting.
Some agreed to make a move, as it was a rare good opportunity, but others felt that Roan's divine power might not be severely depleted.
"Are you discussing killing me to silence me?"
Just then, Roan's eyes flashed with lightning, and he turned his head, his gaze coldly locking onto them.
The Guardians of the Universe instantly became alert, and the surviving Green Lantern Corps members unconsciously moved closer to them, adopting a protective stance.
Roan's gaze alone made them feel immense pressure.
Crack!
"You want to kill me?"
Roan, who had just killed Parallax, looked at Sinestro and moved again, plasma rays wrapped in lightning bursting from his eyes and shooting directly forward.
"Damn it."
The energy ray, emitting a destructive aura, arrived in an instant. Sinestro used the power of his Green Lantern Ring to condense a shield, which was easily pierced through.
He looked down in disbelief.
A large hole had been opened in his chest, and through the bloody hole, Oa behind him could even be seen.
Terrifying electric light wrapped around and spread through the wound, and his body was rapidly destroyed and annihilated.
"Ho ho..."
Sinestro looked up at Roan, wanting to say something in astonishment, but only meaningless sounds came from his throat.
Amidst his screams, his entire body was annihilated and turned into dust.
"Old God, how dare you kill a member of our Corps."
Sinestro was killed right before their eyes. The Guardians of the Universe rarely showed a hint of anger, and the Green Lantern Corps looked on with extreme indignation.
"It's not the first time."
Roan, however, didn't care at all, and said coldly.
"Are there too few Green Lantern Corps members who have died by my hand?
Why be so excited."
As he spoke, killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he slowly asked.
"Guardians of the Universe, do you want to fight me?
Are you prepared to be buried along with the Green Lantern Corps in the void Universe?"
Sinestro was originally the Master of the Yellow Lantern Corps. Killing him would grant some ability points, and this time, he had almost conspired with the Guardians of the Universe to kill him right in front of him, so it was even more impossible for him to be spared.
"You..."
Being mocked and provoked, the Guardians of the Universe had a hint of gloom in their eyes.
"Sinestro was the best among us. He always led us in the past."
The remaining Green Lantern members requested the Guardians of the Universe to give the order with even more indignation.
"He cannot die like this. Guardians, give the order and let us take down the enemy."
"We can still fight! The honor of the Green Lantern Corps must not be trampled upon!"
"Roan helped you solve a monster you couldn't deal with.
But you discussed taking him down while he was weak."
Catwoman flew to Roan's side, standing with him, her face showing displeasure and a hint of mockery.
"If you want to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed."
Superman hesitated, unsure which side to stand on.
From his perspective, Roan's sudden killing was too ruthless.
But Roan had saved his father's life.
Upon hearing this question, some members of the Green Lantern Corps fell silent, but others still urged for the order to be given.
"Guardians, give the order."
But the Guardians of the Universe remained silent for a long time.
Observing Roan, they could not see any sign of weakness in him.
As the two sides confronted each other, behind everyone's notice, a yellow Green Lantern Ring belonging to a Yellow Lantern team member who had been killed by Parallax earlier, quietly floated towards Earth through the wormhole that the Green Lantern Corps had opened but not closed.
"..."
After a long silence, the Guardians of the Universe said nothing, but their attitude expressed everything: they were afraid.
They dared not risk the annihilation of the Green Lantern Corps by acting against Roan.
"Since you dare not make a move.
Then I shall leave."
Roan sneered, and under the angry but helpless gazes of the Green Lantern Corps members, he opened a wormhole as if no one else was present, and slowly left with Catwoman.
He had consumed a lot of divine power by bursting out and killing Parallax in a short time, but even if the Guardians of the Universe and the remaining Green Lantern Corps made a move, it would not be a problem for him to calmly counter-kill some Green Lanterns and leave.
"I'm sorry."
Before leaving, Superman said apologetically to the Guardians of the Universe and the Green Lantern Corps, and then followed them into the wormhole.
The Universe returned to silence.
Bodies of Green Lanterns floated in space. Oa had suffered an unprecedented catastrophe and an unprecedented humiliation today.
In front of Roan, the Green Lantern Corps, which maintained peace in the Universe, had almost become a joke.
"Ah!"
Terrifying pain, accompanied by the sound of bones being crushed, echoed through the factory building.
"Ah ah ah!"
Bruce Wayne screamed heartbreakingly.
In the abandoned factory in Gotham, Penguin, in order to better torture Batman and his old butler, and also to better deter people in the underworld and establish his authority.
He no longer chose to hang the two upside down, but wanted to watch the cement mixer first crush their feet, then their legs and bodies!
Leaning on his black umbrella, Penguin smiled triumphantly and bloodthirstily, enjoying the tragic scene.
"Young Master..."
The iron chains were pulled taut. Only his calves had been crushed, but the elderly butler, Alfred, who was too old to endure such torture, looked at the Young Master he had raised since childhood with a pained expression. After a scream, his heart suddenly stopped beating, and he closed his eyes with powerless regret.
"Alfred."
Bruce Wayne, his face twisted in pain, looked at the old butler who had closed his eyes and could not be awakened even by the bone-chilling pain. He widened his eyes in anger, knowing that the last person in the World who loved him had died.
Never before had he yearned for power so much.
On that snowy night, he had watched his parents being shot in front of him. After the gunshots, he was scared stiff and could do nothing.
The Police and the Doctor both comforted him, saying he was too young, just a child, and it wasn't his fault.
As he grew up, he practiced the top human martial arts, honing every part of his body into a deadly weapon, yet he was still powerless and could only watch again.
Another, and another loved one passed away in front of him, watched by him as they died.
"Damn it, you all deserve to die!"
Amidst the intense pain, Bruce Wayne looked ferociously at Penguin and the others, roaring like a Batman monster that wanted to devour everything.
Now he regretted immensely why he had adhered to the principle of not killing.
If he could have been ruthless and killed, intimidating those thugs, he wouldn't have been exhausted and powerless, none of this would have happened, and Alfred wouldn't have died.
Whoosh!
Just then, outside the factory window, a masterless Yellow Lantern Ring flew from the sky, shattered the glass, and hovered in front of the regretful and pained Bruce Wayne.
Seemingly confirming something, driven by the desired power of fear, it actively put itself on his hand.
The Yellow Lantern Corps had not yet been established, otherwise a voice would have sounded at this moment: "Intelligent life locked. Bruce Wayne from Earth, you have the ability to instill great fear in others. Welcome to the Yellow Lantern Corps."
"What is that?"
"A Green Lantern Ring? A flying magic Green Lantern Ring?"
"What is it?"
Penguin and the villains exclaimed in astonishment.
"I feel the power of fear."
Bruce Wayne, whose legs below the knees had been completely minced, no longer showed pain, only coldness and darkness.
He was covered in yellow light and levitated.
Snap!
He easily broke free from the iron chains.
Bruce Wayne manipulated the Green Lantern Ring, rescuing the body of his old butler Alfred. He sorrowfully descended to the ground, and yellow energy stopped his bleeding and fashioned him a prosthetic limb like yellow crystal.
The Fear Lantern Ring, the moment he put it on, he understood its name and all its uses.
He slowly stood up, yellow energy weaving into a sharp and fierce Batman suit.
Batman, who had been defeated by villains, stood up once again. He was silent, just like the Batman of before, but his heart had been swallowed by surging darkness and rage.
Something was different from before!
"Shoot, shoot!"
Just like the calm before a storm and tsunami, Penguin's expression was startled, instinctively feeling something was wrong. Deep fear and unease rose in his heart as he looked at that figure, and he ordered his subordinates to open fire.
Bang bang bang!
Gun barrels spat out ferocious flames.
Dozens of rifles fired simultaneously.
A riot shield made of condensed yellow energy stood up.
Batman, emitting a cold aura, slowly raised his head, clenched his five fingers, and activated his Green Lantern Ring.
A large group of hideous yellow materialized bats flew out from the cape behind him.
Screech! Screech!
"Ah, monsters!"
Thousands of bats shrieked, spreading their wings and pouncing on the open villains. One by one, they were bitten by bats on their bodies, necks, shoulders, arms, and thighs.
Everyone was covered in bats, greedily drinking blood.
Screams echoed through the abandoned factory, sending chills down one's spine.
In just two or three seconds, dozens of villains were sucked dry into mummies.
The yellow bats flew into the sky and dissipated, and blood burst open like brilliant fireworks.
All his subordinates were killed.
"Bruce Wayne, I heard you never kill."
Penguin screamed in terror, watching Batman walk towards him step by step through blood and mud.
Batman had a bottom line of not killing, and he never violated it, but now he was starting to kill, and it seemed he was about to be the next one.
"Bruce Wayne is dead!
He died along with the Batman of the past!"
Bruce Wayne's face was ashen, his eyes filled only with endless sorrow and indifference, as if there was nothing left in the World that he cared about, nothing that could restrain him.
He spoke coldly, and a Batman grappling hook shot out from his hand.
"Ah, my shoulder!"
The grappling hook woven from yellow energy pierced through Penguin's body, and then rapidly retracted, pulling him to his feet.
"The old me was wrong, terribly wrong."
Batman raised his foot, stepped on Penguin's head, and slowly applied pressure, performing the most cruel act with a blank expression, doing something he would never have done before.
He murmured to himself.
"Only Death can awaken the deepest fear in people's hearts."
"Ah, my head, my head is going to shatter, don't kill me.
I beg you, Bruce Wayne."
Crunch.
Ignoring his pleas, the painful, vicious, and fat head of Penguin was crushed alive by him, splattering White and Red all over the ground.
"How can people like you change?"
Batman turned and picked up the dead Alfred, pausing briefly as he passed Penguin's headless body, softly asking and answering himself, his words filled with ruthlessness and coldness.
"You will not change.
Only Death is the most suitable end for you."
Arkham Asylum, which he had once planned to use to imprison and reform dangerous criminals, was no longer needed.
The cemetery was the best resting place for these guys.
In the abandoned warehouse, Batman, reborn and changed after experiencing the Death of a loved one once again, walked out.
Gotham, the endless cases in the city began to be rapidly curbed, curbed by Batman's slaughter.
Batman, who never killed, began to coldly terminate criminals.
One after another, heinous criminals died by his hand.
Moreover, Batman, appearing in a new form, displayed powers and abilities he had never possessed before, completely beyond what mortals could overcome—cold, cruel, and powerful.
Direct confrontation was impossible, and various tricks like threats, poison gas, and explosions were useless. The villains in Gotham began to be afraid, deeply terrified, and hid everywhere.
They didn't want to be sucked dry by bats and thrown into the sewer.
"Gotham cannot be turned upside down. Gotham is the Court of Owls' Gotham!"
The rats of Gotham's various underground forces were terrified. The Court of Owls came out in full force, sending out a team of nearly a hundred Talons.
Each was an immortal elite warrior, capable of dealing with a fully armed special forces team alone.
Batman spent less than a minute mercilessly crushing each Talon from head to toe. Their bodies and flesh were mixed together and poured into concrete blocks, sinking into the sea.
As the garbage was gradually cleared and the darkness slowly swept away, Gotham was filled with fear.
Whether it was famous families, thugs, or ordinary citizens, all were filled with fear of Batman.
But the city's public order, which had not improved for decades, began to rapidly get better.
No more sounds of crime breaking the silence, no more sudden gunshots startling children from their dreams, no more Police cars accompanied by screeching brakes and wailing sirens chasing desperate men and women.
When he returned to Gotham.
Roan opened the newspaper and saw a headline that read: "Batman is Dead! Silent Gotham."
A smile played on his lips.
Ability points: 5.6 million