"What did you come to us for, Scarface?"
The Guardians of the Universe asked again. They no longer wished to discuss what was right or wrong with Scarface.
Even if they had lost, that did not mean New Krypton was right.
But Scarface had been right about one thing: the Guardians of the Universe had grown rigid and stagnant. Their lack of emotion had dulled their sensitivity to the universe. Unlike New Krypton, they had failed to keep exploring new paths to protect the universe. Instead, they had allowed Darkseid to grow stronger, nearly letting him breach Oa Star time and again.
If He-El had not stepped in to deal with Darkseid back then, Oa Star truly would have struggled to withstand Apokolips's assault.
But everything had already been settled. New Krypton was the greatest victor, and they had no desire to say more. Whatever the victor said was right.
If the Guardians of the Universe had won, would that not have proven that everything they had always upheld was correct?
So there was no point in continuing this discussion.
"Do the Guardians of the Universe protect a universe that belongs to the Guardians of the Universe, or do they protect the universe itself?" Scarface swept her gaze across them and spoke in a deep voice.
The Guardians of the Universe raised their brows. Intelligent as they were, they naturally understood Scarface's meaning.
Did the Guardians of the Universe regard this universe as their private property and protect it under the banner of righteousness, or did they simply protect the universe for its own sake, without mixing in anything else?
For a time, the Guardians of the Universe fell into contemplative silence.
They had never considered this question.
To be honest, why had they roamed the universe, rushing about during