Chapter 654 - Ch: 306-315

Chapter 306: Melancholy Constantine, We Are Not Friends!

To be fair,

Even the mysterious and powerful Aaron reacted this way when facing Constantine,

This made the other originally nonchalant members of The Legends Team realize the seriousness of the problem.

They had always thought Aaron was joking, but it turned out Aaron was serious.

Is Constantine really that much of a jinx? Is he truly a cesspool?

Otherwise, why would Aaron even be unwilling to get too close to Constantine?

Even Rip Hunter, who had always been unconcerned, couldn't help but start recalling Constantine's life experiences.

Because of the threats from Trigon and Savage, he didn't have much energy to investigate everyone, so he had only briefly understood Constantine.

In his decades of working as an exorcist, Constantine had banished tens of thousands of demons, making him undoubtedly the most outstanding exorcist in his world.

But he never expected that John Constantine was a jinx, a true source of bad luck.

Right, with such an excellent exorcist, why hadn't he found many friends?

He could eliminate so many demons; was it truly just his powerful strength, without any cost?

If there was a cost, what would it be?

Wait, did I have physical contact with Constantine before?

"Damn it, have I also caught some bad luck?"

Rip Hunter's face changed drastically, and he subtly backed away from Constantine.

If it weren't for the immediate threat of Trigon, he would have wanted to run back to the spaceship and scrub himself thoroughly, at least ten times!

The others followed suit. Although they didn't directly show it, when Constantine looked over, they had, at some unknown point, all moved to a farther position.

They even avoided his gaze!

Damn it, they're all bastards!

This is how my reputation was ruined! I'm clearly a good person, the kind Heaven should give awards to!

If it weren't for those bird-people having their damn agreement, John Constantine would have ascended to Heaven to enjoy bliss long ago for his outstanding contributions.

Why has it come to this?

John Constantine's face was filled with indignation, "Rip, my friend…"

Whether it was an illusion or not, when Constantine said the word "friend," Rip Hunter got goosebumps all over, as if countless blood-red eyes in the darkness were staring intently at him.

In his ears, he even heard the indescribable, ethereal whispers of *san ling si jiu* (a phonetic rendering of a sound, potentially gibberish or a specific sound effect in Chinese internet culture, but here left as a direct transliteration to maintain the original nuance of something indescribable).

"I see you, Constantine's friend~"

Rip Hunter shivered and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Wait, that term 'friend'… I think we should hold off on that for now. Just call me Hunter, hmm, that sounds better."

"…"

Constantine stopped smoking, clutching his chest and saying heartbrokenly, "Rip, you've forgotten when you invited me to join The Legends Team…"

"Ah ha, did I? You must have misheard."

"In fact, The Legends Team is full right now. When there's a new spot, I'll call you then?"

Rip Hunter, feeling the murderous gazes of his other teammates, quickly denied it.

Constantine melancholily lit a cigarette, his gaze sweeping over Sara Lance, and he said darkly, "I believe that day will come very soon. I will prove I am right."

Prove? Prove what?!!

Don't you dare come near me!!!

Rip Hunter's face turned dark, and he staggered backward. Connecting this to Aaron's actions, he subconsciously felt that the implication was that a member of the team would not live much longer.

Is this the horror of bad luck?

He had the thrill of playing a game of 'Mafia'.

With a blink of an eye, another unlucky person would die.

So... who is this unlucky person?

Oh no, it seems to be me!

Rip Hunter realized that he had been in contact with Constantine the longest and communicated the most. If there was an unlucky person, it would definitely be him!

Rip Hunter looked at Aaron for help, "Brother, big brother, great god, can you see the future? How many days do I have left to live?"

Aaron instantly understood Rip Hunter's thoughts, "Don't worry, as long as you don't frequently contact him in the future, if not a long life, you'll at least live longer than Savage."

"I understand!"

Rip Hunter nodded with a solemn expression, simultaneously letting out a sigh of relief.

Hey, what do you understand?!

Constantine was utterly bewildered. He had reason to suspect these two were hinting at him.

Heaven knows, though he, Constantine, might be a bit of a scoundrel, he wasn't that sinful.

"Listen to me, I'm not that kind of person."

"We know!"

Rip Hunter and the others all nodded.

Constantine took a step forward. Captain Cold instinctively raised his Cold Gun and retreated three steps, while Heat Wave also gripped his flamethrower and backed away.

Hawkman and Hawkgirl directly flapped their wings and flew into the sky.

Jefferson and Martin had even clasped their hands, about to transform into Firestorm.

Sara, on the other hand, hid behind Aaron, standing shoulder to shoulder with Raven.

And Rip Hunter retreated directly to the very back of the crowd.

Constantine's heart sank. It was over!

There was no place left for him in this world.

If it weren't for Trigon approaching, and him coincidentally having a grudge against the other party—who might just come looking for trouble after destroying this universe—he would truly want to leave.

Constantine took a deep drag from his cigarette, exhaling clouds of smoke. He wasn't smoking a cigarette; he was smoking loneliness.

To think that he, so brilliant his entire life, was misunderstood by everyone—it was truly too sad.

Am I really that bad?

Constantine looked at Aaron with a mournful gaze, "Buddy, look what you've done?"

"Isn't it the truth?"

Aaron refused to take the blame, "You have the ability to call ten friends, real, living friends, not just souls."

"..."

Constantine paused, silently counted in his mind, then looked up, "Actually, I can explain."

"I understand. Regularly dealing with demons naturally makes you a target of their hatred, and by extension, they'll also target friends who have had too much contact with you."

"So..."

Aaron didn't finish, but everyone understood.

They could understand, but they weren't willing to become targeted friends.

"Constantine, you are a hero, but heroes are destined to be lonely. We support you, and we will silently cheer you on in our hearts!"

Rip Hunter waved his fist. He still wanted to live a happy life with his wife and daughter, and he certainly couldn't let her become a widow.

Heat Wave Mick was even more blunt, "Constantine, for your safety and ours, please keep your distance from us. Don't let those demons misunderstand our relationship with you."

It wasn't that Rip Hunter and the others were heartless; it was mainly that they didn't have much friendship with Constantine, nor had they fought side by side.

They also genuinely approved of Constantine's actions, but... they wanted to live, and they weren't tired of living yet.

If Aaron hadn't made these gestures, even if they knew, they wouldn't have taken it too seriously, as it was an unconfirmed matter.

What they did was not absolutely safe either; no one knew when they might die.

But then again, who made a big shot like Aaron feel unlucky?

Their bodies were weak; they couldn't withstand such bad luck.

They were scared, truly scared.

Constantine's gaze grew even more melancholic.

Alas, what a waste of such a useful group of friends.

He won't have the chance to ask them for help anymore...

Chapter 307: Full of Lies, Forging Constantine

Constantine, whose mood was a bit low from not making new friends, expertly exhaled smoke rings.

He had once again returned to his previous roguish demeanor.

After blowing a perfect smoke ring, Constantine spoke:

"Speaking of which, let's get back to business. How do we deal with Miss Raven's tyrannical father? That title is really strange. Why don't you consider changing it to a more auspicious alias?"

"Raven of Death... spreading plague and disease, that's just — too awful."

When the name Raven came up, Constantine couldn't help but complain.

Aaron said with a serious expression, "You have a point; I wholeheartedly agree on that. The name Raven is too ominous. If you ask me, Constantine would be very suitable for that alias."

Constantine's face darkened, "Hey, hey, hey, stop talking about me! I'll sue you for defamation!"

Seeing the playful look in Aaron's eyes, Constantinereacted and quickly pleaded for mercy:

"Alright, I understand. So you two have 'that' kind of relationship. OK, it's my fault, I shouldn't have teased."

"However... this 'White Saintess' and you..."

Constantine winked at Sara Lance.

He seemed to want to see a good show.

However, Sara naturally held Aaron's right hand.

Aaron, meanwhile, had one arm around Raven and the other around Sara, a playful look on his face, "They are all my women, any problem?"

Constantine's mouth hung open, completely unaware that his beloved cigarette had fallen to the ground.

"You... you guys... alright, it seems I'm ignorant."

Constantine gave a thumbs-up, "You're truly brave! Now I don't have to worry about my threat level being too high."

Raven was the daughter of Trigon, and he knew that the ultra-dimensional demon, though seemingly rough and crude, was actually very concerned about his reputation.

If the other party found out that some playboy had slept with his daughter and was even having a threesome, *hiss* ~ he wouldn't be surprised if this world was destroyed a hundred times over.

But to be fair, Aaron was truly handsome, and Raven was truly beautiful, worthy of being the daughter of a Demon King.

Even Constantine was thinking whether he should find an opportunity to hook up with a witch, or even a demon man if a witch wasn't available!

As he spoke, Constantine took out another cigarette, truly achieving the feat of never being without one.

As he lit his cigarette, he looked at Aaron and the two women, a momentary trance washing over him.

His heart, however, sighed silently, "What a pity, what a waste."

To think he had experienced countless women and men, but he had never truly experienced such high-quality companions.

At this moment, Aaron's gaze inadvertently swept over, and for some reason, Constantine shuddered.

He understood; it was a warning look.

Constantine instantly snapped out of his trance.

He almost forgot, this guy in front of him might be an avatar of some big shot; he shouldn't even think about it!

"You, come here."

Aaron pointed at Constantine.

Constantine's scalp tingled, "Big brother, handsome guy, big shot, I apologize, I repent, I didn't do it on purpose, I truly don't have any bad thoughts."

Aaron said with a half-smile, "I know. I'm just calling you over to give you a buff. Everyone gets one, and you're no exception."

Constantine's face held a smile, yet it also looked a bit like he was about to cry.

He glanced at Rip Hunter, who nodded.

He then looked at Heat Wave, Atom, and the others, who showed no surprise, seemingly already aware of this matter.

Is it true?

But... he was still scared!

Constantine stammered, "Um... can I not come over? Actually, I don't need it... Oh, right, I remember now, I do have a lot of bad luck on me."

"There are also many demon marks, including the king of hell, the First Fallen, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and other powerful Archdukes of Hell... and of course, Miss Raven's father, Trigon."

"I am full of ill omens..."

Hiss~ You're like a reborn Poison King!

So many Demon King marks... No, how exactly did you live to this age? By selling your ass? Fuck!

This time, without Aaron even needing to speak, Rip Hunter and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they all retreated.

Jefferson and Martin simply merged into Firestorm, their bodies burning with an endless, vibrant flame, as if doing so could burn away and isolate the bad luck.

Everyone else silently hid behind Firestorm, and Rip Hunter even activated his full-protection spacesuit.

If the timing wasn't so inappropriate, he really wanted to go back and change into his highest-level protective suit.

Everyone was terrified of Constantine coming over, as if merely approaching him would cause them to contract ill omens, leading to them being dismembered by Demon Kings, their souls tormented and burned by warriors—no, most likely, they would also be divided up by the Demon Kings.

Constantine no longer complained about Rip Hunter and the others looking at him like he was a plague god. He cautiously watched Aaron.

Sara and Raven both wanted to distance themselves from Constantine.

Sara hesitated, "Dad, how about... we just skip Constantine? Anyway, he's already so unlucky, there's no difference whether he has protection or not, right? It can't get any worse... than it already is?"

Raven also nodded. Although she was the daughter of the Demon King Trigon.

But just hearing the titles of these Demon Kings Constantine mentioned, even Trigon himself would have to think twice.

Although Sara's words were hurtful, Constantine nodded, "Yes, that's right."

However, Aaron had already prepared by adding a layer of golden light armor to himself, Raven, and Sara.

0 Seeking flowers

This was a protective divine light composed of the power of the Seven Deadly Sins, the Dark Heart, the Inhibition Field, the Grand Unified Field, Divine Purification, and other forces, possessing super protection.

It could block, but was not limited to, bacteria and viruses at the material level, nano- and quark-level life, quantum-level ultra-microscopic existences, magical viruses from the dark or mystical side, curses, light-based abilities, eerie auras at the ultra-dimensional level, and of course, some rule-level powers.

Such as Death curses, dark corruption, soul extraction, and so on.

Let alone the marks on Constantine, even if it were truly the curse of a lone star or bad luck, it would completely fail to affect the three of them.

"Thanks for the reminder. Now we can continue."

Aaron gestured for Constantine to come over obediently.

The latter looked at the fully armored trio and for a moment didn't know whether to smile bitterly or be happy.

The bitter smile was because he truly had become the source of plague and bad luck.

The happiness was that he could make such a mysterious and powerful big shot fully arm themselves without lifting a finger.

Aside from anything else, this level of treatment, even if he died now, would be worth the price!

Constantine still couldn't escape, and he walked in, steeling himself.

Aaron raised his hand and touched him. Constantine only felt a profound and mysterious power surging into his heart.

He didn't feel the discomfort that Rip Hunter and others did, because he was already familiar with it.

What's a few buffs? He had been subjected to many buffs and even possessions when facing those Demon Lords before, and his body had long grown accustomed to it, so he wasn't surprised.

However, this time,

He gained fire immunity and resistance to dark aura erosion buffs; a positive buff was truly a first.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime experience!

After the dark erosion resistance buff was applied,

Constantine actually felt his body lighten considerably for a moment, as if certain things were suppressed and expelled.

He seemed to understand; those were the curses the demons he had killed had placed on him.

Although not serious, at least for him it was a minor issue, but this feeling of lightness made Constantine wish he could smoke three cigarettes in one go to celebrate.

"Cough, cough, cough, so refreshing, is this heaven?!"

Constantine cried out in comfort, like he had reached the peak of… that.

Aaron pulled Raven and Sara, who were also holding their breath, back in disgust.

He's truly a pervert!

However,

Looking at the abilities obtained after refining Constantine, Aaron didn't know what to say.

[Smooth Talker: You have gained Constantine's certified master-level lying ability, which allows you to make others believe your lies more easily through "eloquence," and the effect is doubled when dealing with demons and women!].

Chapter 308: Demon Bane, Concept Ability to Absorb Luck

Good heavens, I didn't even get Smooth Talker from Loki, but I got it from you.

And you still say you're not the God of Lies!

Aaron glanced at Constantine speechlessly, then looked at the other new traits.

[Compendium of Magic (Constantine): You have gained all of Constantine's magical traits, including but not limited to church divine magic, black magic, demon spells, gypsy witchcraft...]

[Many Hands Make Light Work: In times of crisis, you can gather friends, relatives, enemies, strangers, etc. The more people you gather, the more good luck you will gain, and the easier it will be to overcome the crisis. However, the cost is that the people you gather will have their average luck reduced, and there is a chance that some "lucky spectators" will randomly appear and receive special attention.]

[Demon Bane (Constantine): You have gained the Demon Bane trait, dealing double damage to demons and other dark entities. At the same time, demons' innate favorability towards you will decrease, making it easier to attract their covetous gazes and attacks.]

Aaron carefully sensed the four traits.

Except for Compendium of Magic, which was relatively "normal," the other three were a bit strange.

Smooth Talker has special effectiveness against demons and women; no wonder Constantine could always manipulate women and demons repeatedly.

So you put your skill points into lying!

As for Compendium of Magic, there's not much to say, except that Constantine is truly a talent, dabbling in various mystical sides, focusing on comprehensive development.

Many Hands Make Light Work... it has a bit of a conceptual ability feel to it.

Aaron seriously suspected that this thing was a trait derived from Constantine's ill-fated destiny.

Absorbing others' good luck to strengthen himself; no wonder Constantine always survived, but his friends and comrades who participated would always suffer random casualties or injuries.

On one hand, they were specifically targeted by the demons who constantly watched Constantine: "I can't kill you, Constantine, but can't I deal with your close friends?"

On the other hand, they were affected by Constantine's destiny and became scapegoats. How could they not die?

Considering the enemies Constantine provoked... to be his friend, it's a blessing from heaven if you don't die. You must have saved the world in your previous life?

Demon Bane is also very powerful, especially for Aaron; once he faces those powerful Demon Lords, it's double special attack damage!

By the way, are demons also considered gods?

Then, coupled with Diana's Godslayer trait, there's also a special attack bonus, and his own ultimate strength can be boosted up to ten times.

If he were to face Lucifer one day... By the way, is Luciferconsidered a demon? As his dark side, he should also be subject to special attack damage, right?

Besides that,

Aaron also obtained intelligence about the Hellish demons from Constantine.

He knew the locations and some information about over ninety-nine percent of the mid-to-high-level demons in the DC Universe; perhaps these demons all had "dealings" with Constantine.

Constantine wasn't lying;

He had indeed dealt with the Seven Demon Lords.

In his memories, there was a lot of information about Demon Lords like Beelzebub, the Lord of Flies, the First Fallen, the First Lord of Hell, and Asmodeus, the Demon Lord of Lust.

If Constantine hadn't dealt with them, he would never have had so much intelligence.

Moreover,

Aaron also discovered that the primal furnace had refined and replicated at least a thousand different demon marks.

Now, if he wished, he could easily replicate these demon marks and then give them as gifts to others.

Then that person would be targeted by the owners of the marks.

If this person didn't possess Constantine's destiny, then it would be best to pray for him, hoping he would die quickly, amen.

Having gained a wave of new traits, Aaron's gaze towards Constantine became much more favorable.

But soon, he discovered that due to the dark aura resistance buff,

The demon marks on Constantine were suppressed.

Except for one mark that remained the most resilient and unaffected, the other Demon Lord and Archduke-level marks became weak, seemingly about to break at any moment.

Aaron glanced at him and said abruptly, "Let's not waste time; we should deal with Trigon first."

With that,

Aaron led the way, pulling Sara and Raven in one direction.

The others, including Constantine, were a bit puzzled.

Aaron always seemed so confident, maintaining that relaxed and casual demeanor throughout, but why now, after buffing Constantine, had he uncharacteristically changed?

Although he was still very confident, within that confidence, there seemed to be a hint of solemnity.

Has a new storm arrived?

And, could it be even more terrifying than Trigon?

No, it must be my imagination.

Rip Hunter and the others dared not think further and quickly followed Aaron.

Constantine stood in place, thought for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something. His face, which had gradually recovered after Aaron's departure, turned dark again.

"No way, no way, it's happening again?!"

"Wait, how many demons will it be this time? They're not all going to come to this world for a Hellish party, are they? Hiss, this time I'm really going to die!"

"Aaron, your expression... seems a bit off? What happened?"

Raven noticed Aaron's emotional change and, not knowing how to comfort him, instinctively gripped Aaron's hand tightly, hoping to convey warmth and love through this method.

Sara's expression was grim, "Could it be that Trigon has started to act?"

Aaron shook his head, "No, but it might be much more serious than that!"

"The Demon Lords of Hell might be coming here for a Hellish party..."

"Huh?"

Sara's eyes widened, and her heart tightened, "Is it because of Constantine?"

"He wasn't wrong; he has many demon marks on him. The buff I gave him suppressed those demon marks. If nothing unexpected happens, the owners of the marks might notice Constantine's unusual state."

"Although they cannot directly come to this world, they will certainly send avatars to ensure Constantine remains within their controllable range."

As Aaron spoke, he thought of the only mark unaffected by the buff.

If he wasn't mistaken, the owner of that mark could only be one person: the Fallen Angel Lucifer Morningstar!

This situation could be described as stirring up a hornet's nest of demons.

If things went wrong, a hundred demons roaming at night would be commonplace.

"The top priority now is to quickly deal with Trigon and then send Constantine back."

"Only then can your world return to normal and not be targeted by demons."

To be honest, Aaron had considered this situation might arise, but what he hadn't expected was that those Demon Lords were more 'low' than he had imagined.

The demon marks were surprisingly easy to suppress.

You're Demon Lords, for crying out loud!

Are Demon Lords this weak these days?

Fortunately, Lucifer was still as powerful as ever; otherwise, if Lucifer had also gotten involved, that would have been truly interesting.

Sara instinctively wanted to kick Constantine away, but after thinking about it, it seemed they were the ones who had invited him in the first place.

Now they were going to kick him out... Well, it's better to finish this quickly.

At this moment, Constantine ran over from afar with a bitter expression.

This time, he was truly scared, "Boss, can I still be saved?"

Aaron didn't speak, his eyes said it all.

Constantine swallowed, "Actually... I think I can still be rescued."

"Don't worry, I'll arrange a one-stop service for you then," Aaron said seriously.

Constantine's face grew even more bitter, "Eastern gods can't control Western ghosts, so how about contacting a priest or father for a one-stop service instead?"

"If you insist, no problem."

Aaron had actually already withdrawn the dark aura resistance buff, but unfortunately, Constantine couldn't escape this time.

The Demon Lords would inevitably come to take a look.

Even just a glance would be enough to make one feel both ecstatic and agonizing, a near-death experience.

Of course, Constantine would probably be fine.

But the people around him... I hope Charles's life can hold on a bit longer...

Chapter 309: Justice League's Crushing Defeat, Single-Handedly Suppressing the Demonic Legion

Metropolis.

Raging flames were rapidly destroying everything here.

The once luxurious modern Metropolis no longer possessed its former prosperity.

All that remained were flames and wails.

And from within those flames, emerged squad after squad of bizarre, otherworldly demons.

These were not visitors from Hell, but rather from outside dimensions, from the dark places beyond the realm of reality.

The Justice League members were struggling to resist Trigon's demonic legion in Metropolis.

But,

These Superheroes, who protected the world, could only protect themselves when facing extradimensional demons.

Even powerful Superman and intelligent Batman could only rage impotently at the ruined Metropolis.

Superman Clark's eyes were already red.

He watched this familiar world that he guarded and loved being devoured by extradimensional Hellfire.

He watched his friends and strangers who used to greet him, die tragically at the hands of demons.

His high-temperature heat vision seemed to possess endless energy, never ceasing from the very beginning.

Clark's muscles bulged, veins popped, and he was like a maddened bull, efficiently and brutally slaughtering every demon in sight.

This situation had lasted for three days and three nights.

He couldn't remember how many demons he had killed, but the demons before him seemed endless, impossible to wipe out.

Initially, the war's origin was near the central area of Metropolis.

Trigon's appearance and the battle with three unknown deities caused the demons to run rampant.

Even though he immediately summoned the Justice League, the crisis was not quelled.

Three days passed.

They retreated from the central area to the edge of Metropolis.

Millions of humans were killed or injured.

Although Clark was unwilling to admit it, the reality was that the Metropolis he knew was beyond saving!

As night fell, Clark, who had been fighting intensely for three days and three nights, felt his body growing weaker; his current strength was less than a tenth of what it once was.

His Iron Body, which was always tireless, surprisingly felt a rare sense of weakness.

He was tired.

Superman... had lost!

Batman was breathing heavily, his tattered Batsuit, he didn't know which one it was anymore.

Just a mortal, Batman, facing demons whose individual strength far surpassed mortals, even with various technological enhancements, was on the verge of exhaustion.

If not for the last breath of will in his heart, he would have probably collapsed long ago, unable to rise again.

In this war, not only had Superman lost, but Batman and the Justice League had also lost.

The demons came too suddenly, without any preparation.

Facing these unruly guys, even Batman temporarily had no good solution.

"We can't go on like this."

"So far, we've only been fighting a group of low to mid-level demons; the higher-level demons that appeared before, and Trigon himself, have yet to show up."

"I have a premonition that if we continue to weaken, he will wipe us out in one fell swoop!"

"Let's retreat first!"

Clark was unwilling, "But Metropolis..."

"There is no Metropolis anymore!"

Batman looked at him, "Clark, I know you love this city, but you must face reality."

"As long as we are still here, we will eventually return!"

"Even if it means rebuilding..."

"Now we need to contact the military; we must give these demons a harsh blow to temporarily curb their offensive."

Clark clenched his fists. Nuclear bombs? If those terrifying weapons were dropped, Metropolis would have no chance of rebuilding for decades to come.

Was this the result they had fought for three days to achieve?

Aquaman comforted, "Clark, at least we have bought time for the survivors to evacuate. We have done our best."

"If there's truly no other way, I can try to unleash a giant wave to temporarily submerge Metropolis, but I need time to prepare. You know, even with the golden trident, controlling the Atlantic Ocean isn't easy."

Batman said in a deep voice, "But that's only if these demons fear the ocean."

"I don't think these bastards would be afraid of seawater."

"This Hellfire, even water can't extinguish it..."

Aquaman frowned, "We have to try."

"As long as we can buy some time, I can rally the armies of The Seven Kingdoms to fight against the demons together."

At this moment, a green figure descended from the sky; it was Green Lantern Hal Jordan.

"I have already notified The Guardians of the Universe on Oa. It won't be long before the Green Lantern Corpsgathers from all corners of the universe."

"This is not just a human war, but a threat to all those who uphold justice throughout the universe."

Aquaman's heart brightened upon hearing this, and he smiled, "It seems our various forces will once again unite to fight the demon invasion: humans, Atlantis, the Green Lantern Corps... Now all that's missing are the gods and the Amazons."

"It's a pity that the Amazons completely disappeared decades ago, sealing off their island. No one knows where they are, and no one can contact them."

Aquaman sighed, then said with renewed vigor, "But the forces we are about to gather are already enough!"

"Before long, everything we've lost will be reclaimed, and Trigon will be defeated!"

Aquaman hadn't finished speaking when Hal Jordanreceived a green light communication.

The green lantern ring drew the green light into his mind, and then the face of this warrior, known as the greatest Green Lantern, turned pale.

Aquaman asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Hal Jordan was silent for a moment, "There's no backup. The Guardians of the Universe are unwilling to let the Green Lantern Corps suffer losses for Earth."

"They... are scared!"

"What in the hell are these damned demons?!"

Hal Jordan couldn't hide his disappointment.

Today it was Metropolis; next, it could be Gotham and Coast City.

Even if his green light's energy was almost depleted, they had no way out!

Metropolis's today was the tomorrow of the cities they protected.

If... if Coast City were to be in trouble, he swore he would go mad, even if it meant embracing darkness, he would make this world feel pain!

The Flash, Barry Allen, ran out from afar at this moment, chewing on chocolate and saying, "Hey guys, looks like some bad news?"

"Then can you listen to my intel? I saw a group of people arrive in Metropolis on the way. If nothing unexpected happens, they are our helpers!"

A glimmer of hope rose in Clark's heart again.

At this time, as long as they were reinforcements, whether they were heroes or villains, they were Clark's friends!

But Batman was not at all optimistic: "Tell them to leave immediately. We're going to make a big move. There's no need for any more meaningless sacrifices."

"One week! Give us one more week!"

"We will assemble an unprecedented army and drive all the demons back!"

Batman said with hatred.

He used the influence of the Wayne Corporation to force the White House and Congress to pass a joint resolution.

The Five Permanent Members and the United Nationswere currently in an emergency mobilization.

In a week, the first batch of two million troops would be ready to land.

In the next month, tens of millions of troops would head to the battlefield, plus the Justice League and The SevenKingdoms of Atlantis, victory would be theirs!

"I can't wait that long."

Clark disagreed, turned, and flew in the direction Barry Allen had mentioned.

He wasn't being reckless; his Super Brain told him there might be a turning point in that direction.

This was the first time his Super Brain had worked since the war began.

No matter what, he had to try.

"Damn it! Bring them back!"

Seeing this, what else could Batman do? He could only go and see first.

Superman was the main damage dealer of the Justice League. If Superman were to be overwhelmed and killed, they would lose a trump card against Trigon.

Anyone could die, but not Superman!

"I'll take you!"

Barry Allen, suppressing his hunger, carried Batman and rushed in a certain direction.

A few seconds later, when Barry Allen and Batmanarrived at the center of Metropolis, they witnessed an astonishing scene.

They watched as a handsome man with an Eastern face simply raised one hand.

The demons, who had caused them so much trouble and seemed to know nothing of Death, each seemed to see some great terror, trembling and kneeling like soft mud.

They seemed to be paying homage to a new king, a tyrant who made them feel fear from their very bloodline!

Barry Allen couldn't help but exclaim, "This... How is this possible!"

Chapter 310: Old Man, Your Daughter is Quite Moist.

"Are those demons... afraid?"

Cyborg scanned the surroundings. The demons' postures were like sons who had made a mistake encountering a benevolent father; each hung their head, their faces filled with terror.

He could tell the demons were unwilling, but some power made them "voluntarily" kneel.

"Could it be... this man is also a demon king?"

Batman made a bold guess, a hint of wariness rising in his heart.

How could those unruly demons willingly kneel to a human?

What explanation could there be, other than him being a demon king?

The others' hearts tightened at the suggestion.

Trigon was already troublesome enough; if another equally terrifying demon king appeared, how could they fight? They might as well dig a hole and bury themselves.

Superman's expression was also solemn, but he shook his head, "My brain tells me he is definitely not a demon king, nor a demon."

"I sense a familiar feeling from him... but..."

At this moment, the overly handsome Eastern man glanced in their direction.

The Seven of the Justice League froze in unison.

What terrifying eyes they were.

In that instant, they felt as if they had become tiny mayflies, while Aaron's eyes contained a whole world.

That immense sense of disparity made them tremble and despair from the bottom of their hearts.

The inferiority that rose within them made them instinctively want to kneel and worship him.

But they were not demons after all.

They were not suppressed by a demon-bane, and the unmultiplied power of fear only made them temporarily lose control of their bodies.

But even that was enough to make them afraid to look directly into those eyes.

"Do you know the Amazons?"

Suddenly, the man spoke.

The demons were still prostrate on the ground, but they had regained a sliver of control.

Aquaman nodded, "I've heard of them, but they've been missing for decades. No one knows where they went."

"I once tried to contact them using the recorded communication methods, but I received no response."

Aaron wasn't surprised by this; perhaps it was due to his own influence, or perhaps it was simply a difference in worlds.

In either case, Diana and Donna were unlikely to appear.

The Seven of the Justice League might finally have a place for the missing Martian Manhunter.

Aaron scanned the members of the Justice League.

Not a single familiar face.

Aside from similar decorations, they seemed to be entirely different people wearing Superman and Batmancostumes.

It was clear at a glance that they were cannon fodder, mere extras.

No wonder they couldn't even handle a group of ordinary demons, leading to the fall of the entire Metropolis.

"He's coming~"

Raven Rachel, who had been frowning, suddenly spoke.

Aaron, hearing this, also sensed the rapidly condensing vortex of magic in the air.

He said without turning his head, "If I were you, you'd best leave Metropolis immediately."

"This is not a place for you to stay."

Superman glanced at Raven, then at Sara.

"This is the city I protect. Since they can both stay here, why can't I?"

Aaron raised an eyebrow, "They are my women. I will protect them. What are you?"

Hearing this, Aquaman and the others felt speechless.

No, your words are a bit damaging to your image as a mysterious powerhouse!

The image of suppressing all heavens with one hand and the image of being surrounded by women are completely different concepts, okay?

Also hearing this were The Legends Team members who had just arrived.

Rip Hunter said with a hint of hope, "Uh... what about us?"

Aaron glanced at them and said bluntly, "I don't like men."

Rip Hunter and the others were speechless.

They understood the subtext: Aaron would not protect them.

So frustrating! The oppression of men in this society is too great. When will men ever rise up?

Constantine then took his first puff of a cigarette, "Everyone, I actually have a good idea."

"Why don't we ask the other demon kings of Hell if they have..."

"Shut up!" * N

Rip Hunter and the others were both shocked and angry. Shocked that Aaron was right, Constantine really did have the idea of fighting poison with poison.

Angry that Constantine still wanted to implement this plan. Isn't this world already troublesome enough?

Constantine didn't expect to incur public wrath. "Alright, alright, I'll shut up. I just wanted to propose another, more effortless method."

"Isn't it good to let the demon kings charge into battle for us?"

Constantine hinted, "Actually, compared to magic, I prefer stratagem and wisdom. You don't understand, using magic comes at a cost, the stronger the magic, the greater the cost. But the stratagems passed down by our ancestors are the most practical."

"Believe me, if you had experienced everything I have, you would also understand this truth—the most effective methods are often so unpretentious."

"Demons, they're quite..."

"It's you again, damned Constantine! Who are you calling stupid?!"

Constantine's words, however, enraged Trigon, who was being teleported over.

After sensing the changes in Metropolis from another dimension, he projected most of his power to this world through a sacrifice ritual.

But he didn't expect to hear that scumbag Constantine's voice before even arriving.

It's truly a case of 'seek and you shall find'.

He originally thought it was just about destroying a world, but he didn't expect to be able to catch Constantine before the Hell demons. This trip was worth it!

Constantine's face changed drastically as he was caught red-handed.

Feeling Trigon's undisguised malice, he quickly pointed in another direction.

"I say, old ghost, why don't you look over there?"

"Hmm?"

Trigon subconsciously looked to the other side, and his voice suddenly grew louder, "Raven?! It's actually you!"

Trigon became even more excited. It was both Constantine and Raven. He was killing two birds with one stone this time!

"Wait, who is this man?!"

Trigon was suddenly attracted to Aaron at this moment.

Raven suddenly hugged Aaron's arm, burying herself deeply into his soft embrace.

"Trigon, my father, I solemnly introduce to you, this is Aaron, my man, and your good son-in-law."

"Oh, and this is my sister Sara Lance, also Aaron's woman, so she's your... goddaughter?"

Son-in-law? Goddaughter?!!

Trigon had always believed that as a king, he could maintain his composure, but he found he was wrong.

Upon hearing Raven's introduction, he felt his heart stop. After that intense suffocating sensation, a surge of anger and madness rushed to his head.

Raven was his most beloved daughter. She was so charming, so stubborn, and had potential no less than his own.

He wanted to kill her, yet he loved her just as much.

However, now...

Trigon was still accumulating his rage.

Aaron, on the side, naturally knew Raven's thoughts. It was nothing more than to provoke Trigon, so he cooperatively embraced Sara and Raven.

"Old man, your daughter is very moist. I played with her all day yesterday, and now I'm here specifically to thank you. Thank you very much!"

"Bastard!!"

Trigon's already crimson body turned completely red, like a steaming hot shrimp, with white steam rising from his head!

A scene flashed through his mind, a popular meme among Earthlings: a blonde-haired man riding a ghost bike, calling him "old man" and embracing his daughters.

This is truly too much to bear!

"Aaron, is it? I will place your soul in Hellfire to burn eternally, to feel endless pain. I will tear and cut your flesh piece by piece before your eyes, and feed it to the lowest of insects!"

"I'll kill you!!!"

Chapter 311: Sealing Trigon, The Power of Will

As an extra-dimensional demon, Trigon had seen countless people, but this was the first time he had been completely enraged.

Even the annoying Constantine seemed unimportant at this moment.

As Trigon roared,

The entire sky instantly darkened. Red clouds and blood-colored mist, appearing from nowhere, covered the firmament, even obscuring the scorching sun.

A heavy aura of oppression filled the sky, and countless bolts of lightning struck down simultaneously.

However, even the lightning, which hunted on behalf of the heavens, was now a dazzling scarlet!

Flames were burning, the earth was wailing, the sky was weeping, and the entire world trembled incessantly due to the Demon King's wrath.

Endless dark smoke traversed the sky,

The power signifying Death was corroding everything they knew.

It seemed that in the next instant, heaven and earth would collapse!

All members of The Legends Team were pressed to the ground by this aura.

However, it was only then that they belatedly realized that the earth had, at some point, turned black and white, as if all life had been drained from it, filled with desolation and decay.

In a trance, they seemed to hear the wails of all living things before Death.

Constantine, disregarding the cost of magic, tried his best to use magic to ensure he still had the power to fight back.

And in secret, he had already taken out a string of magical artifacts adorned with various strange carvings.

If one looked closely, one could see flayed, wailing humans, muscular strongmen with wings, unknown demons shaped like giant flies but with ferocious faces, and dark angels wailing for all beings.

Only a Demon King, only a Demon King could contend with another Demon King.

If Aaron couldn't hold out, he would have no choice but to "call for friends."

Constantine loved making friends. Hell was full of friends; he could easily summon two. A mere Trigon, what was there to worry about?

Of course, this might also lead to even more terrifying consequences.

But as long as he was eloquent, those stupid demons would have no choice but to hold their noses and accept it.

Not just The Legends Team,

Even the Justice League members, every single one of them, were almost brought to their knees by Trigon's terrifying aura.

Superman Clark struggled to resist the external pressure, but exhausted from prolonged combat, he was now hunched over, unable to stand upright no matter how hard he tried.

It was precisely because of this that Clark realized the huge gap between himself and Trigon.

This was without him truly making a move. A single glance could make them so disheveled. If he unleashed his full power, would Metropolis... or rather, this world, truly still exist?

However, Aaron seemed completely oblivious to Trigon's oppression, still holding Raven and Sara, standing there effortlessly.

"Old man, bring on the Brazilian girls (is that all you've got)?!"

Trigon was not surprised. For his daughter to be interested in him, Aaron must have something extraordinary.

But... he was the greatest extraordinary being!

"I hope your strength is half as formidable as your mouth."

Trigon laughed in extreme anger, and with a wave of his hand, Hellfire, under his control, covered the sky and descended.

The entire Metropolis was within its range!

He had already made up his mind that after destroying Aaron, he would personally dismember and tear apart this world to vent his endless rage!

However, no sooner had Trigon thought this than he discovered that the Hellfire he had summoned was out of control, detaching from his will and flying towards the sky.

"It's quite unfortunate, I can control all elements, including fire."

Aaron smiled.

Trigon wouldn't believe that excuse for a second. This wasn't ordinary fire; it was Hellfire enhanced and empowered by him!

Elemental master, my ass!

"A bit interesting, but not much."

"You will never know what great power I possess. Before my greatness, even this world is but an insignificant grain of sand in the vast desert. With a mere wave of my hand, I can wipe away countless similar grains of sand!"

Although Trigon was somewhat surprised, he showed no signs of losing the confrontation.

The others didn't believe it, but Aaron did.

As a Multiverse deity, in the eyes of Trigon at his peak, these myriad worlds were indeed like grains of sand.

But... "Unfortunately, my rank is above yours!"

Aaron said so.

Trigon's four eyes, however, held a mocking smile, "I like your mouth very much. I hope this mouth remains just as stubborn during endless torment!"

"My daughter, are you sure you want to go down this dark path with him? Come with me, you and I..."

"Father, are you dreaming?"

Raven responded with a cold, merciless laugh, "Everything must end."

Saying this, the ruby on Raven's head, like a third eye, flickered with an eerie red glow.

Black lines spread from the ruby outwards, but only covered half of her pale face, while the dark power within her body increased by more than ten thousand times?

This was her darkened form, and also the power Trigonhad given her, allowing her to tap into the power of Trigon's bloodline within her.

But the price was that she could fall into darkness and lose consciousness at any moment.

This was the limit of what she could control.

Raven showed her stance with practical actions.

"This is my power. Do you think I can be defeated by the power I gave you?"

Trigon sneered.

"That's not necessarily true."

Aaron suddenly spoke, grabbing Raven's small hand and injecting a stream of Order Power to help Raven restrain the dark power within her body.

The black lines on Raven's face receded like a tide, and her pale complexion regained its luster.

Raven's heart stirred, and she activated the ruby again.

This time, she unscrupulously unleashed Trigon's power, activating it all, and she did not lose control.

Raven suddenly understood that saying.

Aaron was right.

His status was above Trigon's!

"Father, you know the saying, 'A tiger father breeds no weak cub'!"

As Raven spoke, she unleashed Trigon's power, and that terrifying power, capable of disintegrating everything, surged towards Trigon.

Trigon praised, "Good, truly my daughter."

His body was rapidly disintegrated by the power of the same origin, but he did not roar; instead, he was very pleased. This was indeed his daughter!

However,

The more excellent Raven performed, the more furious his gaze became when he looked at Aaron. This bastard, he seduced his daughter!

Unbearable! No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't swallow this insult!

Even if he was to be expelled by his daughter today, he had to kill Aaron before that, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight!

"I want you dead!!"

Trigon abandoned his defense, gathered all his strength, and transformed into a dark shadow, flashing before Aaron.

He condensed this world-destroying power into a single point. As soon as it touched Aaron's body, this energy mass would explode and disintegrate him!

Then he would extract the other party's soul, and as he said, torment him day and night!

However, under his disbelieving gaze,

A familiar power surged from Aaron's body, that dark red power flashed by.

Trigon was so familiar with it; it was precisely his power!

However... "Dark Seal!"

Aaron made a strange hand gesture with both hands. The illusory handprint was so tiny, but when it touched Trigon, it instantly sucked him and his energy into a black hole.

That was not the primal furnace, but it could isolate energy and souls; even cosmic entities could not resist it!

Of course, Aaron did not forget to refine Trigon's power.

He slightly enhanced Raven's version of the characteristic, and then injected the black dot sealing Trigon into the ruby on Raven's forehead.

"Next, you need to properly digest his power and become the new Outer-Dimensional Demon King!"

Aaron said this, his voice not loud, yet it made the entire Metropolis hear him clearly.

The demons who had prostrated themselves because of Trigon's appearance now, with just a thought, decisively abandoned Trigon and knelt before Raven.

"Greetings, Our King!"

Raven was stunned by this gift from Aaron, her lips pursed, unable to speak for a long time.

This was too precious; she could only repay his kindness!

Raven casually dismissed the demons, then eagerly wanted to pull Aaron away to celebrate properly.

But Aaron motioned for her to wait.

Then, Aaron looked at Green Lantern Hal Jordan.

This Hal was completely different from the Hal in his memory.

Another cannon fodder, no doubt.

But the green lantern ring was real.

With a wave of his hand, Aaron forcibly took the green lantern ring from Hal's hand.

This action caused the Justice League to be vigilant and hostile.

But Aaron merely toyed with it for a moment, then threw it back to Hal Jordan.

This left the latter puzzled.

Meanwhile, Aaron quietly gained a new characteristic.

[Willpower Fragment: You have mastered Willpower, capable of twisting reality with your will, creating and destroying everything. If your will is strong enough, it can twist all of time and space and endless rules!]

Chapter 312: Simps don't die well, Green Lantern Corpsannihilated!

"This is the power of Willpower…"

Aaron carefully experienced the new power, gaining a new understanding of Willpower materialization.

green light represents Willpower and courage, one of the fundamental components of the seven emotional spectrums.

It represents the essence of the DC Universe.

Willpower can also be materialized through imagination, achieving omnipotence like God.

This is a very comprehensive power.

Similar to fantasy and dreams.

Ethereal and very idealistic.

Theoretically, Willpower has no upper limit; as long as the will is strong enough and the energy is abundant enough, anything can be achieved.

But humans have their limits; even the most resolute individuals have a Willpower limit.

And once a flaw appears in one's heart, the will will no longer be smooth, and the power will diminish.

This is a power with a considerable upper limit but also very obvious weaknesses.

However, for Aaron, so-called flaws are not flaws, because he truly controls Willpower.

In this regard, he is even stronger than Ion, the Willpowerentity, the green light beast.

Because Aaron has absolute confidence; no one is enough to make him feel fear.

This also made Aaron perfectly suited for Willpower, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Moreover,

"It's also an idealistic power. If I use Confidence Empowerment to suggest to myself that I am 1 spirit (seven) dead seven 4 hot flowing moon ripple, would that further enhance the upper limit of Willpower, thereby surpassing Ion and reaching an unprecedented realm?"

The more Aaron thought about it, the more he felt this idea had potential.

The principle of Confidence Empowerment is that any confidence one has in oneself or that others have in oneself can strengthen one's abilities.

This ability can completely stand alone as a cheat, the core of the 'dihua' genre.

The best way is to spread legends about Aaron.

As long as Aaron himself is portrayed as an omnipotent deity, and those believers believe these legends and have absolute confidence in Aaron.

Then Aaron can transform this into his own strength.

Of course, doing so would require confronting Hell and Heaven first.

And it's too troublesome.

The flaws are also obvious: water can carry a boat or capsize it.

Once those believers doubt Aaron or no longer trust him, he will also lose that part of the blessing.

Trusting someone is always the hardest thing.

Sometimes, just a rumor can make people stop trusting or raise doubts.

Unless they are fanatics.

But how many fanatics can be born from a skirt art underworld enterprise = is a neon array? B five luan `?

However, Aaron can use the Confidence Empowermentability to inflate his will, thereby unleashing even greater power.

Idealism, after all!

With the primal furnace as his backing, he fears nothing!

Willpower may truly burst forth with even more brilliant light!

And just then,

The green lantern ring, which had originally fallen into Hal Jordan's hand, had just been put back on his finger when it was attracted by a force.

Hal Jordan stared blankly as the green lantern ring, as if awakening, suddenly broke free from his finger and eagerly flew to Aaron's hand.

"What's going on?"

Hal was confused. He hadn't felt wrong; the green lantern ring was genuinely, actively fawning over him.

And the constantly flashing green afterglow wagged back and forth, vividly.

It really looked like a dog!

"Hal?"

Batman tilted his head and glanced at him, his inquiring gaze self-evident.

Hal shook his head. Although he was unwilling to accept this reality, the current situation was… "The green lantern ring chose the other party. It believes that man is its true love…"

Hal said bitterly, not knowing if it was an illusion, but green light still seemed to be flashing above his head.

Aquaman was startled when he heard this, "You mean… you were greened?"

Hal's mouth twitched, then he nodded with difficulty, then shook his head.

"It's just a ring; that doesn't count as being greened!"

"Is that so? But it's really fawning!"

Aquaman looked at the ring constantly trying to please Aaron; anyone with eyes could see the green lantern ring's intentions.

Hal was about to say something when he suddenly looked up,

Only to see that the sky, which had just returned to normal, was suddenly streaked by one green meteor after another.

Those were indeed one green lantern ring after another!

At the same time,

Another green light flew from Gotham.

Hal looked at Batman,

The latter's face was calm, "That is indeed mine. It's normal for the green lantern ring to choose me, isn't it?"

Hal shook his head, "No, what I mean is, you were also greened."

Batman: "…"

"You're wrong. The green lantern ring wanted to choose me, but I didn't choose it, so I wasn't greened, but you were!"

Batman emphasized the difference between them.

The moment he acquired the green lantern ring, he put it away in the collection room of the Batcave, where it gathered dust.

0 Seeking flowers

He wasn't greened!

Barry Allen looked at the sky and murmured, "Are you guys focusing on the wrong thing? It looks like… all the green lantern rings in the universe have come!"

Oh my god, there are five thousand seven hundred and eighty green lantern rings here!"

Aquaman said faintly, "No, it should be five thousand seven hundred and eighty victims. Love is a light, a green light!"

Batman corrected, "It's five thousand seven hundred and seventy-nine!"

Hal Jordan said weakly, "Wrong, love is purple..."

"At least for now, it's green!" Aquaman was firm.

Hal Jordan opened his mouth, then slumped his head back down in dejection.

Then he thought of a terrifying fact, "Wait, the Green Lantern Corps isn't gone, is it?"

At the same moment,

Green Lantern Corps headquarters, Oa.

After Hal Jordan sent back intelligence about Trigon's invasion of Earth, The Guardians of the Universe urgently recalled all Green Lanterns.

And then... they kept their doors shut and didn't go out.

They knew how terrifying Trigon was. Sacrifice the Green Lantern Corps for Earth? What about Oa? Did it still need protection?

The Guardians of the Universe were capable of fear.

They did not tell the Green Lantern Corps about this. Just as they were discussing whether to monitor Earth,

Beams of light suddenly shot up.

And then,

They received terrible news.

"What?! All the green lantern rings flew away on their own? There isn't a single Green Lantern left on Oa?!"

"And the direction the green lantern rings flew was... Earth!!"

The Guardians of the Universe looked at each other, on the verge of tears.

To preserve the Green Lantern Corps and Oa, they didn't want to get involved in Earth's war, but now, the Green Lantern Corps was completely wiped out without even leaving home!

What kind of situation was this!

However,

The green lantern rings, which The Guardians of the Universe and the Green Lantern Corps were so proud of,

one by one, tried their best to show off their beautiful forms in front of Aaron.

But Aaron didn't even spare a glance for these attention-seeking rings.

Simps don't die well!

The same goes for rings!

"Let's go!"

Aaron led Raven and Sara away.

He didn't care for the green lantern rings. If they were Red Lanterns or Orange Lanterns, he might reluctantly accept them.

However, these rings did not offer themselves to him.

Sure enough, he was still too righteous!

Chapter 313: The Yellow Lantern of Fear, Sheep and Lions

Seeing Aaron about to leave with Raven,

Hal Jordan quickly stepped forward, "Wait, sir!"

"Something wrong?"

Aaron paused, turning his head to look at the other party with cold eyes, which made the latter stumble, almost tripping over flat ground.

"Ahem, I wanted to ask... do you have any thoughts about joining the Green Lantern Corps?"

"No interest."

Aaron immediately lost interest upon hearing this.

"Ah, wait, maybe you don't understand the Green Lantern Corps. In fact, we are a force tasked with safeguarding universal peace, maintaining order, and upholding justice."

"Every person chosen to join the Corps is granted supreme honor."

"We are messengers of justice, we are protectors of the world!"

"You can be like us too!"

Hal Jordan was confident that his words could move the other party.

Aaron was powerful, but also young, and such young people were the easiest to trick.

"Messengers of justice?" Aaron looked at the thousands of green lantern rings in front of him, his tone inexplicable, "Then why, when Trigon was wreaking havoc, did I not see any other Green Lanterns?"

"Ah, this..."

Hal Jordan's confident expression stiffened. He couldn't very well say that the Green Lantern Corps chickened out.

"Ahem, you know, the universe is so vast, we've divided it into three thousand six hundred sectors, with only one or two people per sector."

"So the Green Lantern Corps is very busy. With so few people, how can they take care of such a vast universe?"

Hal Jordan was speaking against his true feelings.

Others might actually believe him.

But Aaron...

He would absolutely not join this unlucky organization that was destined to lose team fights.

He could have solved the problem alone, but it was truly laughable that they inexplicably lost because too many Green Lanterns showed up.

He sneered, "Is that so? Then why can't such a large Green Lantern Corps find a single individual truly recognized by a green lantern ring?"

He pointed to the ocean of green lantern rings gathered before them, "Do you see? These power rings come from all over the universe. You should be familiar with some of them."

"I can feel their dissatisfaction with their original owners."

Hal Jordan was speechless now.

To be honest, it was his first time seeing such a scene.

So many green lantern rings with owners actually abandoned their original masters and swarmed to Earth, revolving around Aaron.

Such a thing had never appeared even in Oa's historical records.

Could Aaron be the most courageous and strong-willed being in this universe?

Otherwise, why would even the green lantern rings turn into simps? What kind of justice did Aaron possess?

Thinking of this, Hal Jordan couldn't help but feel a profound respect for Aaron.

This also made him even more eager to invite Aaron to join the Green Lantern Corps.

After all, if the most courageous warrior in the universe did not choose to join the Green Lantern Corps, then the Green Lantern Corps would truly be undeserving of its name.

Hal Jordan was still trying, "As long as you join us, you will be the leader of the Green Lantern Corps!"

"The Guardians of the Universe will also listen to me?" Aaron said with a half-smile.

Hal Jordan's words froze. "No, buddy, how do you even know about The Guardians of the Universe?"

"This... this really won't do!"

Hal Jordan really couldn't make that decision. He stammered, "The Guardians of the Universe are gods among ancient species. They single-handedly created Oaand the Green Lantern Corps, they are the decision-makers of the Green Lantern Corps, providing us with endless information and wisdom."

Aaron interrupted him directly, "I don't think a group of cowards can possess any wisdom."

He pointedly said, "Even the strongest pride of lions, if led by weak sheep, will never defeat a flock of sheep led by a lion."

"The Green Lantern Corps succeeded because of The Guardians of the Universe, and it will fail because of The Guardians of the Universe. When you harbor fear and retreat, you are no longer recognized by will."

"Hal Jordan, do not try to invite me to join you again. That is an insult to me!"

Hal Jordan was silent, not daring to speak.

He really wanted to object, but upon careful thought, he felt that Aaron's words actually made sense!

The Guardians of the Universe were indeed capable of fear, and their fear could even affect the Green Lantern Corps, causing this once invincible corps to repeatedly lose battles.

They were fine fighting alone, but once it involved multiple people, they would often lose miserably!

They were a pile of shit when gathered, and scattered stars when dispersed. That's what it meant.

Aaron originally intended to open a portal and leave,

But before leaving,

He suddenly spoke, "Oh, by the way, Hal Jordan, do you know about other power rings besides the green lantern ring?"

Hal Jordan was stunned, "Are you talking about... yellow lantern rings?"

Aaron nodded, "And Red Lanterns, Purple Lanterns, Orange Lanterns..."

Hal Jordan scratched his head, hesitating, "I've heard about other power rings from other people, but I haven't seen any trace of their activity for a long time. Only the Yellow Lanterns, we just defeated the Yellow Lantern Corps Parallax not long ago."

"Oh, right, and Sinestro, the previous leader of the Green Lantern Corps. After he left the Corps, he put on a yellow lantern ring, and no one knows where he is now."

Aaron frowned slightly, could he only harvest the power of fear?

Aaron was also unsure whether a complete set of seven power rings existed in this universe... After all, the settings of different parallel universes also varied.

Perhaps the power of other emotional spectrums had not visited this universe.

But Yellow Lanterns... "Forget it, I'll get it first."

Aaron thought, his eyes glowing golden.

He obtained Sinestro's aura from Hal Jordan, and combined with his own power of fear, he used the All-Seeing Eye to search for the yellow lantern ring, like a grain of sand in the boundless universe.

His gaze was so sharp that in just a few tens of seconds, he found the Yellow Lantern Corps led by Sinestro.

"Found it!"

Aaron smiled, and with Raven and Sara, he crossed countless light-years to a distant alien planet.

Hal Jordan was slow to react, "What did he find? Sinestro? How is that possible!"

"The universe is so vast, how could he find such a tiny person so quickly?"

Clark's expression was solemn, "It's his eyes! His gaze is so sharp!"

Batman's face was also incredibly grave, and he whispered, "Alfred, I need all the information on that man and the people around him today! Plus these few guys."

This day completely overturned Batman's perception of this world.

He hadn't expected that, besides the Justice League and those villains, there were actually outliers like Aaron and Raven.

If he harbored ill will towards Earth... he couldn't imagine who else could stop him!

Would they perhaps offer women to him?

At the same time,

On a barren planet in the vast universe,

Sinestro was with a few subordinates he had gathered, contemplating how to expand the Yellow Lantern Corps' scale.

Since the battle with Parallax, this former greatest Green Lantern had betrayed will for power, embracing the Yellow Lanterns.

Because the Yellow Lanterns were severely lacking in talent, after he defected, he immediately gained the Yellow Lantern's favor, granting him immense power.

This made Sinestro believe his choice was incredibly correct.

Compared to the Yellow Lanterns, the green lights were simply too low.

How could will be stronger than fear?

Sinestro believed that after he obtained the yellow lantern ring, he would no longer fear anyone.

He would become the strongest Yellow Lantern, surpassing Parallax.

However, today,

Sinestro once again encountered trouble.

He looked at the man and two women who suddenly appeared before him, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Who are you?"

"Who I am isn't important. Give me your power ring!"

Aaron gestured, once again forcibly taking the power ring from Sinestro's finger.

This greatly alarmed Sinestro.

Damn it, when!

Chapter 314: The Origin of Fear, The True Demon Slayer!

Aaron snatched the power ring and instantly refined it.

[Fragment of Fear (Phobos's Fear + Fear Control + yellow lantern ring): You have mastered the power of Fear, capable of distorting reality with it, and can absorb the fear of all beings to strengthen yourself. Your fear can trigger the deepest fears in the hearts of humans and gods, thereby weakening the opponent's strength.]

As expected, it's an existence on the same level as Willpower.

Although its upper limit isn't as strong as Willpower, it combines attack and a weakening aura.

It's not as subjective as Willpower, but it excels in stability.

Under normal circumstances, Fear is stronger than Willpower.

But for Aaron, Willpower far surpasses Fear.

Unless he creates fear without reservation throughout the infinite Multiverse and continuously absorbs the power of Fear.

However,

Aaron suddenly thought of something.

Although he couldn't yet create fear without reservation in the real Multiverse,

There was one place where there were no obstacles.

That was the cellular Multiverse within him!

Aaron had, up to this point, mastered the rules and powers of Soul, Time, Space, Mind, an incomplete Omniverse, Genesis, God's Power, Death, and so on.

He could very well use his mastery of rules, as well as the primal furnace, to create life within the cellular universe.

Although Aaron felt that he still possessed humanity and wouldn't stoop to creating countless billions of humans, keeping them in eternal fear to strengthen himself,

But... he might not create humans, but he could create demons!

Worst case, he could directly replicate those utterly evil demons.

Perfect!

Trillions of cellular universes were divided into normal Multiverses and dimensional universes.

Such as the Dark Dimension, the Purple Dimension, the Hell's Border Dimension, and so on.

He would create those inherently evil demons, making them fear-generating machines to provide him with the power of Fear!

With this thought, Aaron suddenly felt enlightened.

Exploiting humans would bring guilt, but exploiting utterly evil demons wasn't a crime; it was an act of justice!

He could even specifically create some criminal universes.

Sending all those utterly evil criminals into them,

Then continuously inflicting fear, making them shine and contribute for Aaron, and at the same time atoning for their wicked past.

Don't tell me, this idea is really good!

Aaron immediately began to target Raven's extradimensional demons.

To be precise, the demons who had previously inflicted violence in Metropolis.

Although Aaron didn't care about the casualties of Americans, now... Americans were also people.

What I'm doing can be considered avenging them!

Therefore, Aaron communicated directly with Raven through a psychic link.

The latter nodded, and under Aaron's guidance, connected the extradimensional portal to the cellular Hell's Border Dimension within Aaron's body, sending all those previous demons in.

Of course, there were other equally evil demons.

This group of demons originally thought they were going to obey the new demon king's orders to conquer a new world,

Each of them howled as they rushed out of the portal, wanting to perform well in front of Raven's new master.

However, when they arrived in the unfamiliar Hell's Border Dimension, each of them was extremely confused.

Then,

A boundless power of Fear descended from the dark sky,

These bloodthirsty and brutal demons instantly became trembling stray dogs, each collapsing to the ground, dominated by fear, dominated by nightmares, continuously providing fuel for Aaron.

The same scene was simultaneously taking place in numerous dimensional universes.

Aaron, wielding the characteristic of being the Lord of myriad dimensions, possessed the rules and characteristics of thousands of large and small dimensions in the Marvel Universe, and simultaneously replicated them into these universes.

Or he created those demons imprinted with the aura of dimensional power,

These demons were also enveloped by fear,

Then this portion of the power of Fear transformed into Aaron's own power. His control over fear deepened even more, becoming more than ten times stronger than when he first acquired Fear!

"I'm truly a genius!"

"Looking across the infinite Multiverse, who else is more righteous than me!"

Aaron was very satisfied.

This was truly a demon slayer in every sense of the word!

Meanwhile, outside,

After Sinestro's yellow lantern ring was snatched away, feeling insecure, he immediately snatched a power ring from a nearby teammate and put it on.

The familiar power of Fear surged into his body, and he immediately felt completely safe.

With his power returned, he was back in action!

"You three guys, what exactly... Hiss! You... who exactly are you?"

Suddenly, Sinestro sensed an ever-expanding power of Fear emanating from Aaron.

What an exaggerated power of Fear it was!

Just standing in front of Aaron, he felt how insignificant he was.

Fear involuntarily arose in his heart, and then was absorbed by Aaron... Although both were masters of fear, Sinestro in front of Aaron was like a small boat in a vast ocean, about to capsize at any moment.

No, impossible!

Why was there such a terrifying existence in the world?

Even Parallax back then was not one-ten-thousandth of Aaron!

Sinestro's teeth chattered, and the other Yellow Lanternmembers were even worse, all of them kneeling down, as if prostrating before a great Lord of Fear, a King of Fear!

At the same time,

Because the fear born in their hearts was absorbed by Aaron, the yellow lantern rings, which were not nourished by fear, sensed the continuous power of Fear emanating from Aaron, and voluntarily detached from the Yellow Lantern members, circling around Aaron.

Including Sinestro.

The same scene occurred again,

But Sinestro was even more pathetic than Hal Jordan.

His mind and body were washed over by fear, his spirit was shattered, and he had completely become the embodiment of fear.

In front of Aaron,

Hal Jordan could at least still speak normally.

But Sinestro couldn't utter a single word; he couldn't harbor any other thoughts towards Aaron.

It seemed even just lifting his eyelids to look was as heavy as a thousand pounds, utterly impossible!

Aaron did not answer Sinestro's question. He didn't even notice these guys; they were just tools for providing yellow lantern rings. 837

Silently,

Aaron completed the enhancement of his power of Fear. After Fear had been elevated to a certain degree, he temporarily stopped its advancement.

This power had been strengthened by him to a Super-Cosmic level of existence.

If he continued to improve, he would truly become an avatar of Fear, the source of DC's Fear, surpassing the Fear Lantern beast Parallax.

But that would require too great a price,

Even if he desperately squeezed all the demons in his cellular universe, it wouldn't be enough.

The cellular universes were still too few.

Only about one-third of the universes were used to generate fear.

To elevate it to an Omniversal level was currently impossible.

Moreover, "Source of Fear" sounds like a villain.

Even if it were to be elevated, it would be the weakest Omniversal deity.

He had better options; for now, it was better to keep Fear and Willpower in balance.

He had an idea.

First, collect the power of the Emotional Spectrum, and then fuse it with the Phoenix Force.

If all of them were Super-Cosmic or even Omniversal, how much stronger would they be after fusion?

Just thinking about it was exciting.

Quietly,

Aaron then left with Raven and Sara.

It wasn't until they had been gone for a long time that

Sinestro and the others, drenched in sweat, still couldn't recover for a long time.

"The Origin of Fear! He must be the Origin of Fear!"

Someone shrieked and shouted.

Sinestro's heart sank. The Origin of Fear? Yes, if Fear truly had an origin, it would definitely be Him!

The great Origin of Fear!

Chapter 315: Big and White, Want to Get Rough?

PS: The image shows Plastic Girl Rita Fal.

After Aaron left, he immediately took Raven and Saraback to the Titans Universe.

If they didn't leave soon, once Constantine's demon-attracting constitution took effect, the successive arrival of various demon kings would also be no small trouble.

Upon returning to the Titans Universe,

Raven immediately embraced Aaron, overflowing with emotion.

Trigon was Raven's nightmare; she dreamed of killing him.

Similarly, Trigon had always wanted to kill Raven, then control her mind and transform her into a loyal puppet.

But with Raven's strength, it was almost impossible to contend with Trigon.

However, Aaron helped her not only eliminate Trigon's threat but also allowed him to become a resource for Raven to enhance her strength.

Once Raven completely digests Trigon's primordial power, she will leap to become a top-tier Multiverse-level deity and dominate that outer-dimensional universe, becoming a supreme Demon King!

If it were just her alone, completely digesting Trigonwould be a pipe dream.

Even if she and Trigon shared the same origin, Trigon was no small fry.

But with Aaron's help, the impossible became possible.

The Dark Heart controls darkness, the Dark Seal disintegrates Trigon's soul and will, Order Power helps Raven balance the immense demonic power, and Holy Purification assists in dealing with hidden dangers.

As long as Raven can fully digest it, she will perfectly control this power and inherit all of Trigon's authority, achieving a perfect sublimation herself.

Becoming a Raven version of Trigon.

Even though she hasn't fully digested it yet, Raven has already received some gifts.

The ruby on her head became even more enchanting.

Perhaps to repay Aaron and let him fully enjoy himself, Raven directly activated her Seven Deadly Sins form.

Right from the start, it was the supreme Pride form.

Aaron really liked this form; he enjoyed Raven's untamed appearance.

He wanted to eventually see her, in all her defiance, begging for mercy.

Moreover, the Pride form greatly enhanced Raven's physique.

Unless she couldn't help it, she would absolutely not cry out.

This also made Aaron more ferocious and uninhibited.

One word: exhilarating!

After spending half a day with Raven, and then another hour dealing with the bonus, Sara Lance.

Aaron then called for Dove and Hawk.

Plastic Girl also arrived at the same time.

A blonde, busty beauty.

Her first impression on Aaron was that she was big and white.

Those long legs, at first glance, were a perfect "cannon stand," making one eager to charge forward with continuous "artillery fire."

"Great God, your loyal servant, Hawk Holly Granger, greets you."

Hawk Holly knew where her power came from, and she understood that without Aaron, she wouldn't be where she was today.

Even if she later knew that after the previous Hawk died, she would likely be chosen by the God of Chaos as a successor.

But there was no comparison between the two.

Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix; the power Aaron bestowed upon her far surpassed that of the previous Hawk.

Moreover... she clearly knew that Aaron, without even appearing, had terrified the God of Chaos into madness and forced the God of Order to retreat.

He was so great; every time Holly thought of that day, she couldn't help but feel like a lucky girl.

Holly was very respectful and obedient.

And her sister, Dorne Granger, who should have been the spokesperson for the God of Order, also bowed her head to Aaron.

"Great God, Dove Dorne Granger, greets you!"

Seeing the actions of the Dorne sisters,

Plastic Girl Rita Fal also quickly followed suit, "Great God, Plastic Girl Rita Fal greets you!"

She looked very nervous and restrained, but it was clear that she must have secretly studied relevant etiquette before coming.

Although very nervous, her movements were very standard.

And she was well-endowed and generous; this movement caused certain areas to ripple.

So white... so big!

Aaron thought of Daisy and Squirrel Girl.

Rita wasn't much worse than them.

? : many ? 〒 VI "Of course, she still couldn't compare to The three Arcee sisters.

They were inhuman.

"Alright, you don't need to be so restrained. With me, there aren't so many strange rules."

Aaron gestured for them to stand up, then continued, "What I said before, have you thought about it?"

Dorne and Holly exchanged glances; they had no hesitation, clearly having already made up their minds.

Dorne nodded emphatically, and she and Holly said in unison, "We are willing to follow you and save another world together, upholding justice and peace, just like you."

Although they also had friends and family, and bonds, in this world.

But who made Aaron so mysterious and powerful, and so... handsome?

Honestly,

These past few days, they had been dreaming about certain unspeakable things.

To see Aaron once and be smitten for life, that was probably it.

Holly was even Aaron's number one fan, even fantasizing multiple times about turning the tables and rising above him.

She just didn't know if Aaron liked fans; for a moment, she wished Aaron's moral compass was a little lower, and his idol burden a little less.

Actually... idols don't need to be so proper; idols also have needs, and everyone can understand that.

Of course,

They only dared to think these things in their hearts; they wouldn't say them aloud.

They also felt inferior, only hoping they could perform well, in case Aaron took notice of them?

As for Plastic Girl Rita... she had no hesitation; from the first moment she saw Aaron, she knew she couldn't leave him.

Only Death could separate her from Aaron.

Well, she admitted, she was a "face-dog" (someone who prioritizes looks), but so what?

Who wasn't?

Some people want to be a "dog" and don't even get the chance!

Out of seven billion people worldwide, there were only three or four of them; wasn't that enough to explain the situation?

Aaron nodded in satisfaction at this, not wasting any extra effort, which was also good.

"Very good, if you have anything to say to your relatives (friends), you can go and take care of it first."

"If you want to bring anyone with you, you need to say so in advance."

As soon as Aaron finished speaking, Holly shook her head, "We've already made arrangements; we can depart at any time."

Plastic Girl also nodded repeatedly, her precious assets trembling.

Seeing this, Aaron said no more, just gently tapped, and a subtle stream of light flashed.

Then, without Holly and the other two even noticing, the entire house had already time-traveled to Themyscira.

Aaron led them through the door, and what greeted their eyes was a group of women, like warblers and swallows.

Of varying figures, like a hundred flowers competing for beauty, for a moment, the entire world seemed filled with a youthful atmosphere.

Holly, Dorne, and Rita watched wide-eyed as Aaronembraced the women one by one.

They weren't jealous or displeased; instead, they exchanged meaningful glances.

This was truly good news!