Chapter 807 Failure, Heartbreak, Tears of Blood, Madness

I am Lantern Number One.

Lantern Number One thought.

I don't know who those people who suddenly appeared to help me are, but I have a vague guess.

But none of this matters. What matters is that I succeeded.

No matter how many times I tried, I finally succeeded.

I will soon be able to fulfill my long-cherished wish and save the history that has long since fallen. Since the day I left home, I have been wandering in the multiverse for too long, and even after so long, I have never...

One day I gave up the journey home.

……

I am Lantern Number One.

Shadow Huo Rong thought so.

This is my second attempt to restart the timeline. Unexpectedly, I did not start it all at the moment of multiversal convergence as originally planned, but now things have come together for me and I still have enough ways to restore my hometown.

That's enough.

I never gave up on my journey home.

……

I am Lantern Number One.

The members of the Third Legion thought silently.

This is the 4347th time I have restarted the timeline, or maybe the 4348th, I forgot, maybe the one next to it is the 4347th.

Or 4346?

whatever.

But I didn't forget my goal.

But this time, things didn't go as I thought. The conditions that should have been achieved after the multi-integration officially took place have actually been achieved now.

Am I going to succeed?

After all that, after all that...

Am I finally getting my reward?

I never gave up on my journey home.

……

I am Lantern Number One.

The old man Huo Rong thought.

This is my first...

How many times have you come back?

I forgot

I……

I really succeeded.

Someone told me I would never succeed.

I still remember what he said to me at that time.

"Even if you succeed, Huo Rong, I mean...even if you succeed. There's no way it can be true."

"They have fallen into eternal peace... The dead cannot be resurrected. If your eternally sleeping relatives really appear before you, they must be monsters."

"Ah, Huo Rong..."

“Death is the greatest gift to life.”

"Even if you are trembling and reluctant, you must take up the sword. This is the right answer."

This is all bullshit.

I'm going to win. I really am going to win.

It is not an illusion created by the World Forger, nor an illusion created by the Laughing Bat or the Foolish Owl.

I have traveled thousands of miles, and today, I deserve my reward.

I held the sword in my hand, and the enormous energy of crisis hidden in the cosmic tuning fork was under my control. I was finally able to swing the sword.

I ignored Superboy-Prime's rage, and I ignored Batman's dragon and the ghosts he harbored.

I leave aside the Laughing Bat, the Watcher, the Anti-Watcher, the World Forger, Barbatos, or the Fool.

In my eyes, you are all nothing but grass and dust.

What kind of struggle? What kind of dispute is there over whether to restart the perfect world? What kind of grand narrative is there over the safety of the main universe?

None of this has anything to do with me.

I am going home.

My body is as light as a butterfly, dancing gracefully.

I……

Slashed down with a sword.

……

"what!"

The old Huo Rong held the sword in his hand, and endless crisis energy surrounded him, which he drew out from the cosmic tuning fork and endowed on the sword in his hand.

It swims on the super-time flow like a butterfly, going up and up!

Everything is like dust to him. He runs through one broken time and space after another. He sees the Flash Barry Allen roaring in Flashpoint and the bullet that hits Darkseid in the Final Crisis. He sees the battle for the cape, the death of Superman, the Zero Time Crisis, the Infinite Crisis, and the Crisis on Infinite Earths, one grand narrative after another.

madness……

How stupid.

People like Batman and Dragon are moved to tears by grand narratives and history, but turn a blind eye to those who really need help.

And he, the original Lantern Knight Huo Rong, is the one who needs help.

He needs someone to help him save his hometown from destruction.

His hometown died because of Superboy-Prime's wrath, and that wasn't fair, it wasn't fair, got it?

He swung his sword towards the critical node...

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang.

Click.

No, no, don't do this, I beg you.

No.

The old Huo Rong saw that the piece of history he had cut off began to shatter.

It began to crack into fine lines.

Then that history was shattered and reappeared in him...

Where it should be.

Like a lofty and indifferent fate.

Unmoved...

Half a point.

……

boom!

Time and space were shaking violently, and Chen Tao watched as Lantern No. 1 created an extremely violent, constantly vibrating huge light gate.

He rushed in with a sword in hand, and was repelled the next second.

"No! How is it possible!?"

Chen Tao saw that the old Huo Rong and the shadow Huo Rong rushed over almost at the same time. They anxiously grabbed the neck of the first Lantern Man and asked, "Why? Why did you fail?"

"I...I don't know."

There was only confusion in the eyes of Lantern No. 1 at this moment.

He looked at everyone in front of him blankly, blankly.

"I felt a kind of... a sense of deadness. I tried many times. But, this, this is not a matter of energy."

Lantern No. 1 said: "I feel that that period of history is dead. Do you understand what I am saying? That period of history is dead and withered."

"Maybe we..."

The first Lantern felt a little reluctant.

"Maybe we..."

"No!"

Then he heard Shadow Foul's voice.

"I can't accept this ending! I can still do it! I can do it again!"

"There's no chance to come back." Superboy-Prime appeared behind them in an instant, his eyes flashing red.

"You dare to deceive me like this, all of you will die, no one will survive. Even if you succeed...Batman? Why stop me, you better have a reason."

The red light in Superboy-Prime's eyes faded slightly, and he looked down at Batman's Dragon who was blocking his way.

"Wait, wait..." Chen Tao tried to stop Superboy-Prime. He grabbed his fist and turned to look at Shadow Huorong.

"Don't you understand yet?"

Chen Tao said: "You have come back countless times!"

"I...what?"

A confused look appeared on Shadow Huo Rong's face.

The first Lantern has realized some possibilities. The old Huo Rong and the members of the Third Legion have experienced everything, except the shadow Huo Rong in front of them.

He just realized it now.

He looked tremblingly at the members of the Third Legion who had appeared around them at some point in time.

One by one they took off their cloaks.

Disaster.

Disaster.

Or Huo Rong.

In the dense crowd, Shadow Huo Rong was horrified to see that those creatures, whom he thought were originally created by himself, all had human faces that were exactly like his own.

A chill rushed from the soles of Shadow Huorong's feet to the top of his head, and then down, pouring directly into his forehead like a basin of cold water.

He has realized all this.

Great fear seized Shadow-Horron's heart, and he screamed:

"No!!! I can't accept this, I will never give up!!! Ever!!!"

He roared and screamed loudly, and desperately threw a punch at Superboy-Prime with a huge amount of emotional spectrum energy, knocking Superboy-Prime's face to one side. He rushed madly towards the huge light and disappeared into it.

Countless other members of the Third Legion made the same sound: "One more time, one more time... I will definitely win, I will definitely..."

Some of them were cheering themselves up, some were screaming like they were about to collapse, and then like a gambler who had given up and tried again, but no matter what actions they took, in the end...

They all rushed into the huge light, like moths to a flame, and dissipated in the light, just like rain, melting into the lake.

The light shone on their faces, and their faces, filled with shadows, sank into a vast darkness.

Chen Tao looked at the old Huo Rong and the first Lantern Man who remained there with some pity.

The first Lantern stood there, stunned.

The red light in Superboy-Prime's eyes lit up again, and he seemed to want to do something again, but Chen Tao soothed his shoulders and patted his back gently.

"There's no need, Superboy-Prime. There's absolutely no need to stop them. This is all just a cycle of history."

Chen Tao told Superboy-Prime: "The first Lantern failed, the story ends."

When the First Lantern Hero heard Chen Tao's words, his body trembled, but he still rushed towards the light gate without hesitation and disappeared behind it.

After knowing so much, Chen Tao couldn't figure out what kind of mood the first Lantern Man was in when he tried it again.

Even though he knew that this attempt would never bear fruit, or rather, he could break these countless cycles as long as he stopped trying.

Then Chen Tao looked at the old Huo Rong.

From just now until now, he, the last Huo Rong, is the only one in front of this created light gate.

His figure flashed and he picked up the sword that the first Lantern had brought into the light gate in an unsuccessful attempt to reverse history.

The magic sword that could split history was now lying quietly in his palm.

The power of the cosmic tuning fork still belongs to the old Huo Rong, and he still has the strength to make one last fight.

He can still try...

Let him try it again.

"Huorong, sometimes we have to..."

Chen Tao wanted to comfort him, but was interrupted by the old man Huo Rong.

"You've always said more useful comfort than this, and this is the last thing I need."

He mocked, "The dead cannot be resurrected, and death is the greatest gift of life? I have heard you say these words to persuade me to obey millions of times in my endless reincarnations. My ears are about to be callused from hearing them."

"So shut your mouth."

The old Wolverine did not respect Batman Dragon who wanted to help him, and Superboy-Prime's eyes began to turn red again.

Chen Tao quickly covered his eyes.

"All this cannot be..."

But the next moment, the old man Huo Rong didn't listen to Chen Tao and rushed in directly.

boom! ! !

The next moment, an even more distraught old Huo Rong came out of the light gate again.

He staggered a little, but his strength didn't seem to have decreased much.

Then he cursed loudly, and then flashed back into the huge light.

He still held the sword in his hand, time had already passed by him, and Chen Tao knew the result of his previous attempt.

"Misfortune..."

He called out tentatively, but Huo Rong didn't respond at all. He stood there like a sculpture.

"disaster……"

"Why?!"

The Fearron erupted:

"Why? Why can everyone be resurrected? I was resurrected, I can be resurrected, the Black Death Emperor Anton Akan and the Spokesperson of Death, all kinds of messed up minds, the Black Runner of Death, the Reverse Flash, the Black Lightning of Death, etc. Why can't my mother be resurrected?"

He swung his sword and slashed wildly at the air:

"What great cause of creating the Green Lantern Corps, what great achievements of laying the foundation of the multiverse, can I not want it?"

"Do you think I want those? They are not important to me. Do you know what is most important to me? My home, my family, the things you took away from me so easily. Those are what are important to me."

"Why, why am I the important cornerstone and pillar of the multiverse? Who wants these, who wants to be these? Why me?"

He roared loudly, and then the roar turned into a howl.

"I don't want any of that. This is not what I want. I just hope, I just hope my mother will come back, wuwuwu... I just want him to live..."

He groaned.

"Don't be so cruel to me. I beg you."

He fell to the ground.

"All of this... all of this is not what I want."

His voice rose again:

"I beg you... have mercy, have mercy!"

He didn't really expect anyone to show him any mercy, he just yelled like a madman.

Chen Tao felt his tongue was tied:

"I know how you feel, but your mother is a dead person in the past. We cannot tamper with history at will. The Flash once wanted to save his mother, but it ended up bringing the world to the brink of destruction."

"Parents...will leave us one day."

But Lantern No. 1 had gone mad. He couldn't listen to anything, and this was something that no language could comfort.

He raised his head, and Chen Tao saw his red eyes and a resolute look.

It was complete madness, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

"No... No! I will never accept this ending. I can go back to the upper reaches of the super time stream and change everything that is happening before my eyes. As long as I can do it, I can erase everything that is happening before my eyes!"