The wind howled through the black cape high in the sky. The Sorcerer Supreme hovered silently a hundred meters above the ground, casually blocking the beams fired by his enemy as he said:
"You keep telling me to kill you. Is there anything in it for me?"
"Huh?" Only half of Hal's face was under his control, so his mouth was twisted when he spoke, and his voice came out slurred.
This unusual Lantern Zombie retained the consciousness he had possessed in life, which instead made Su Ming less anxious. Their Power Ring constructs took turns bombarding each other, yet the two of them were haggling with great interest in the middle of battle:
"You can't just tell me to kill you and expect me to do it. If you don't offer something valuable, Mercenary won't work for free."
Yellow Lantern Ring constructs generally countered Green Lanterns, but Hal was an exception. He was not afraid of yellow.
That had been before. Now he was afraid, because he had never imagined that the black-and-yellow Deathstroke would bring up such things at a time like this.
If his body had not been out of his control, he would definitely have rolled his eyes.
"No, if you don't defeat us, how are you supposed to escape?" Green Lantern spoke while constructing an enormous hammer and swinging it down at Deathstroke's head. "Do you need me to name a price for this too? Isn't this for your own sake?"
"Careful. You said defeat, not kill." Su Ming backhandedly created a pile of cannon fodder with the Ultraviolet Lantern and sent them forward to withstand the massive green hammer. Meanwhile, he fiercely attacked Hal's legs with white light. "If I break your limbs and spine, I can take my people and leave safely before