Optical phenomena?
This is fucking ridiculous...
It was impossible for it to cut off Abin Su's signal.
It is even more impossible to let a "private property" that has been peaceful for forty years suddenly lose control for no reason.
Thinking of this, Sinestro's heart sank, and his fingers tightened.
That restless green light still flickered between his knuckles, like a dim flame, its glow uncertain.
He stared at the young man in front of him, reassessing the situation.
Abin is currently missing.
Add to that the pale blue energy Spectrum he had never seen before, and the ring that was getting closer and closer to his fingertip, becoming increasingly out of control.
These three events occurring at the same time and in the same airspace cannot be a coincidence.
So... what kind of mutation did the Lantern Ring undergo?
Who exactly did Abin choose for his ring?
Sinestro stared solemnly at John.
But John looked like a statue, posing with his hands behind his back.
It just hung there in the wind, completely still.
The only movement he made was slightly tilting his neck, his light blue eyes calmly surveying Sinestro.
Moreover, what Sinestro found most strange was...
John's eyes showed no sign of wariness, fear, or even doubt.
That casual scrutiny felt more like an insult to his arrogance.
Keep in mind, that's a full forty years.
Sinestro ruled over dozens of civilizations in Sector 1417, quelled rebel fortresses, and single-handedly eradicated predatory races.
He was the most domineering dictator in the entire sector, and also a Coldblood executioner.
Under his rule.
Some knelt and begged for mercy, some lost control and went berserk, and some prostrated themselves on the ground, pleading for his mercy.
But no inferior being has ever dared to look at Oa's "greatest Green Lantern " with such eyes.
"Nonsense... You're the successor chosen by Abin?"
Sinestro's voice was amplified by the acoustic resonance chamber built into the ring face.
And in an instant, it was translated into the planet's native language.
Soon, a low-frequency Pulse spread out in all directions.
After hearing the other person speak, John simply tilted his head.
Then, he casually tossed out a [ Insight ].
In his eyes, Sinestro's black and green uniform was quickly deconstructed and then stripped away into high-density energy-polymer fibers.
He was indeed a member of the Green Lantern Corps, but he was particularly stubborn and domineering.
He felt extreme disgust towards the "natives" in front of him.
Indigenous?
John could barely understand this, but he couldn't comprehend this strange aversion.
Did I fucking eat your rice?
Just a broken ring?
The problem is... it wanted to follow me on its own, behaving like a little pet, how the hell can you blame me for that?
Then, John's gaze fell on his right middle finger.
Since this was forced upon me by someone else... why should I hand it over?
He then raised his right hand, placed his fingertips on the edge of the ring, and slowly turned it half a circle.
The ring on her finger suddenly glowed with a faint blue light, spreading out in waves against her skin.
Unlike the radiant, aggressive emerald light between Sinestro's fingers.
The radiance of the blue ring's exterior was contained within its base, like a deep abyss, shimmering with a soothing glow.
But in Sinestro's eyes...
The octagonal shape of the ring face, the micro-carved concentric circles, and the two scratches left on the inner side...
That's definitely Abin's ring.
But instead of flying back to its home planet as per regulations, it was forcibly altered by some force and transformed into colors on an unknown Spectrum.
"Oh... what bird are you talking about, Abin? I don't know him."
At this point, John finally spoke.
"But I think you're referring to that alien who crashed in Antarctica, was on his deathbed, and still insisted on giving me things, right?"
So... are you here to collect his body, or to settle scores?"
Sinestro hovered precariously in the wind, its yellow pupils gleaming with disdain.
" Abin's belongings should not remain in the hands of you lowly barbarians who eat raw meat and drink blood."
"Inferior?... Barbarians?"
John chewed on those words, and a smile slowly spread across his face.
Then two gleaming white canine teeth were revealed, accompanied by that signature, chilling fake smile:
"Ugh, what utter nonsense is coming out of the mouths of you bunch of alien bugs..."
It seems your self-righteous " Green Hat Corps " is nothing but a bunch of trashy pyramid schemes that judge people with dog eyes...
As he spoke, John seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became even more smug.
"Oh right, sorry... I forgot that you bunch of alien illiterate people can't understand our technical terms."
"Let me explain it to you in a considerate way... Pyramid schemes are just a group of brain-damaged idiots who have had their brains emasculated sitting in a circle."
"They're feeding each other shit, and these idiots can't even tell if it's shit or meat in their mouths."
"Court death!"
John's outburst of profanity quickly enraged Sinestro.
A fierce glint suddenly flashed in their eyes.
Clench your five fingers into a fist, and press your index finger on the ring.
Then, a sudden, mad blessing appeared.
The next second, the green light exploded into a huge ripple, and the violent will, like a bursting volcano, gathered in the air into a ferocious emerald green.
"Boom!"
A blinding emerald light pierced the night sky, and surging green energy poured forth from the knuckles.
Nine green dragons, each tens of meters long, instantly materialized behind Sinestro.
The green dragon was covered in layers of heavy scales, and its mouth was wide open.
Nine ferocious dragon bodies intertwined in the high wind, forming a killing net, and rushed towards John.
"Die!"
Sinestro roared and swung his right arm down in mid-air.
Nine green dragons, accompanied by piercing shrieks that tore through the wind, crashed down upon John.
But in John's view, these nine imposing green dragons were actually full of flaws.
Through layer-by-layer analysis of [ Insight ].
The gaps where the giant scales meet, the frequency of energy supply, and even the energy flow nodes at the top of each dragon's skull as the core.
They were all marked with a highly recognizable blue tag by the [ Insight ] Eye.
This is fucking so convenient.
John didn't even bother to lift a finger; he simply put both paws back into his jacket pockets.
At the same time, the pale blue field half a meter from the body surface rippled slightly outward.
"Thump!--"
A deafening roar shook the heavens, and layers of mist rose from the dark clouds.
John was perfectly fine.
The nine green dragons crashed into that thin, translucent layer of light as if they had struck a sponge that could absorb water.
Without any momentum or advance, it slumped limply to the spot.
After these dragons weakened, they disintegrated bit by bit, turning into countless green specks of light.
What horrified Sinestro was...
These dissipated energy flows were actually absorbed into the blue shield and then assimilated into energy flows of the same color that formed the shield.
The only change was that the absorbed energy flow, after conversion, deepened the original light blue hue.
Klein's light blue subtly shifts towards a greenish hue.
What is this thing...?
Seeing this, Sinestro's eyelids twitched violently.
(Illustrations for this chapter will be added later.)