Chapter 988: Borrowing Three Minutes of Doctor Manhattan's Divine Power to Forge a World-Shaking Sword with Earth-15 - American Comics: What Evil Plans Could Batman Conceive?

Dead...

Parallax Hal was dead.

This was not the first time he had faced death.

This was the end of Parallax Hal. After experiencing so much, he had finally met his end.

As was customary for users of the Emotional Spectrum, Parallax Hal's death belonged to the Black Death Emperor. All death within the Emotional Spectrum fell under his jurisdiction. Thus, Hal's corpse fell into the Land of the Dead. No—instead of a corpse, it would be more accurate to call it powder. Hal had died beyond dead.

But at that moment, the powder of that corpse began to gather again. The fragments bit into one another and reconstructed themselves, creating Parallax Hal's complete body.

It was worth noting that the Parallax Hal of this timeline was the Parallax Hal from the Zero Hour period. The reason he had gradually begun to underperform was actually because of the old injuries he had suffered when escaping from the Over-Time Stream.

Thus, he had never experienced the great event known as Wrath of the First Lantern, nor had he ever, like the Prime Universe's Parallax Hal, wielded the Black Death Emperor and cleaved the First Lantern's body in two.

So, at this moment.

The complete body had been reconstructed.

Look.

Everyone knew what was about to happen.

Parallax Hal Jordan opened his eyes. A symbol of Black Lantern Energy took shape in them. The Black Lantern symbol spun rapidly like a top within his pupils before locking into place.

In the pitch-black realm of death, a dim, ghastly white light shone.

Shining.

Hal Jordan from Earth.

Resurrected!

Perpetua was nearly unable to stand the First Lantern anymore. He was like a flea hopping around in front of you. You could crush him with one hand, but you