I'm Mongo.

Everyone in the universe knows that the cosmic tyrant Mongo is an orange-skinned alien who is 2.43 meters tall and weighs more than 510 kilograms.

In most people's impressions, characters like me, who are known for their sense of strength, should be a reckless King Kong who is known for their strength, coupled with my title of "Cosmic Tyrant" and my behavior of driving a war world (note: a planet-sized cosmic war fortress) to run rampant in the universe, which makes people have even more preconceived impressions of me.

But actually......

Well.

I can't say that it's completely different from what others imagine, but I can only say that it's roughly ...... Almost?

First of all.

There is no doubt that the weakest waste should be used as a stepping stone under my throne.

They have neither the will nor the motivation to become stronger, and even though I have painstakingly built huge gladiatorial arenas in the world of war, and made them kill each other every day in an attempt to stimulate their will to become stronger, yet what these pathetic weaklings do is only to get by, and every day as long as they can survive in the gladiatorial arena, they are completely satisfied.

It's not terrible to be weak for the time being, as long as you are despicable and shameless enough, have enough perseverance and perseverance, persevere in improving yourself, and cruelly and tyrannically plunder the resources from others to become stronger, the weak will be able to become strong sooner or later.

And the scariest thing is......

They never want to exercise their flesh and build their strength, and they never even take the initiative to learn those dastardly strategies.

They never think about taking the initiative to become stronger, never thinking about how to improve themselves by all means, but passively accept external forces to push them to run.

When faced with the strong, they don't know how to grovel and deceive the benefits from those guys to strengthen themselves, but hide far away, like a group of mollusks that have been drained of their bones.

Bah.

A bunch of unmotivated trash who deserve to die in my arena.

Mongo thought.

And the weak who really have the heart of the strong are ...... when facing the stronger

The right thing to do is like him.

First of all.

This is the first one.

"Never, never, don't underestimate parallax. You have to be able to control the parallax monster, not be controlled by him. Your willpower is too weak, and even if I teach you how to weaken Parallax, if you want to control him, you have to concentrate on it, or use other reinforcement methods to make you stronger. ”

This is inside a building somewhere on the planet Corvad, the antimatter universe.

Mongo, the massive man, sat alone in an empty room, and since the room had been snatched from the original Covard, Mongo's head was almost up to the ceiling.

At this moment, a very thin voice was speaking to Mongo. The voice was a little sharp, as if someone had been choked by the neck, and he was inhaling as he spoke.

"And what's worse is that your understanding of fear is a cut down from that of Sinisto. This means ......"

The shrill voice devalued Mungo, but the Cosmic Tyrant smiled, as if he had not been insulted at all, listened carefully to the other person's evaluation, and then interrupted the other first:

"If you can choose Sinisto, you will definitely want to cooperate with him more, but unfortunately, what Sinisto wants is to replace the Guardian of the Universe and become the protector of the entire universe, and he will never let a dangerous person like you out, right?"

He said:

"It's just me. Only I, who is madly chasing power and does not care about the future fate of this universe, will really fulfill my promise and release you from the cage. So ......"

He asked sincerely, "You say that my understanding of fear is not as good as that of Sinisto, so how can I improve myself?" ”

He added: "I want a real promotion, not a forced elevation with external objects." ”

“…… There is no way to improve. I can't. ”

Mungo's face immediately sank: "That's it? This also deserves to claim to be an exiled guardian of the universe? The creators of the 666 sector massacre? ”

Mungo deliberately wanted to arouse the anger of Caronna in order to expect the other party to say something, but such a little trick was a class axe in front of the billion-year-old Carona.

So Mungo finally relented and began to state the pros and cons:

"Mr. Carona, you should know ...... very well"

"I know that if you can't control the parallax monster, you won't be able to break the cosmic egg that trapped me, but I really can't help you improve your understanding of fear out of thin air."

Caronna's voice rang out:

"You know, it's about the willpower of a life, and it's not something that can be interfered with by external forces."

Before Mungo could continue to speak, the voice who called himself Caronna sped up and continued to bewitch:

"But as long as you kill Senisto, when the parallax monster has no other choice to choose from, he can only give priority to you to possess, he must think that he can control you, but by I teach you how to control the parallax monster, you can temporarily seize control."

"Then, as long as you release me, I can immediately take action and help you eliminate the control of the parallax monster, so that you can exercise steadily and slowly until the day when you can completely control the parallax monster with your own ability."

Mongo's face was gloomy.

The self-proclaimed voice of Caronna had approached him not long ago, and in order to gain his trust, he had revealed a lot of information about him.

Now Mongo already knew that this hidden Carona was once a member of the Guardians of the Universe, but due to his unwillingness to give up his emotions, he parted ways with the Guardians of the Universe, and even created events such as the 666 Sector Massacre to prove to the Guardians that creatures without emotions cannot protect the universe.

(Note: Atohitas, Lord of the Red Lights, is the sole survivor of Sector 666)

He's now imprisoned in some cosmic egg, desperate to get him out himself.

But the other party refused to disclose more information.

Mungo seriously suspected that the other party must have a way to control the parallax monster, but he was reluctant to tell him.

However, Mungo did not choose to break this, and continued: "But this way I am too dangerous, you must give me something more to make sure that I can be more powerful in the face of parallax, or I can't guarantee that I will be able to complete your task - don't be in a hurry, if you really used to be a scientist as you claim to be, you must have something powerful in your hands."

Mungo tried to pull something more out of his hand, and things went as he wished:

"I once forged a piece of equipment [Divine Power Gauntlet]. He has been stored in the foundry of the Guardians of Oa for billions of years, and is now supposed to be guarded by a Green Lantern named Shedd. ”

"With him, you'll be able to use green emotional energy without wearing a green light ring, and the power of this glove is not comparable to that of an ordinary ring. He can help you suppress the parallax monster. ”

"Also, I've got some tricks here that can help you fight parallax, listen up......"

……

……

……

Ten minutes later, Mungo raised the yellow light ring and was satisfied to cut off contact with Caronna.

But there was no time to breathe, and soon he was going to receive the next guest.

Mungo opened the window, then split his legs, and soon, a green ring flew into Mungo's room through the window like an adulterer in the corner.

"We have to see each other less, Mongo, or this will definitely be discovered by Sinisto."

"Even if you reduce the number of meetings, you have to help me control the parallax monster so that I can help you kill all the hidden ones and save you from the Cabinet of Shadows......"

“…… Control the parallax monster? Quite simply, I have a way to help you. I'm the first person to control the emotional spectrum. And those damned Guardians sealed me and ......"

"This curse ring I once built can help you ......"

“…… As long as you kill Senisto, the parallax monster will have no choice......"

"How do you kill Sinisto? Very simple. The green lantern's green light energy was able to twist Senisto's will and make him repent. When the time comes, he'll beg you to kill his ......"

“…… And as I said, I happen to be able to control all the emotional spectrum...... Abin Su has already created the Green Lantern Tribe, and their location is in the ......"

Dozens of minutes later, Mungo watched with satisfaction as the ring flew out of the window.

It's time for the next guest.

Mungo opened the hidden passage next to the room and walked along for a while, in the innermost room, there was a corpse that was almost decomposing, but the strange thing was that the corpse had obviously been here for a long time, but from the corridor here, there was no smell at all.

Mungo reached out and tapped on the corpse.

"Deathstorm, hurry up."

With a snort, the skeleton sat up in a dying spittle, red flames burning in his head, as if someone had connected him from a distance.

"Mongo? I warned you that I am your ally, not your subordinate. ”

The voice of the Death Storm came from the skeleton:

"I've been hiding from you for a long enough time that the Divine Power Ring attacked the OA Star from Hypermaster, and it's not my responsibility to drag it out until I can't delay it any longer.

Instead, if Supermaster had been a little more careful, he would have easily been able to detect that the Divine Power Ring had gone missing much earlier than I had reported, and then I would have been out of luck. ”

"Although the Night Stalker escaped this time because he didn't really confirm what I said, I will never do such a dangerous thing for you again. I've provided you with enough power of the Corrupted Black, and I've done my duty as an ally anyway. ”

"A yellow light ring, 2.1 billion corpses, from a planet called Koruga that the Yellow Lantern Legion is about to destroy." The corners of Mongo's mouth curled.

"And all this needs to be done by you after killing Senisto. Only you can infuse him with the immense amount of corrupt black power into him, and you are an assassin by nature. ”

"The corpse will be cashed in as soon as Senito dies, and all the creatures of the Coruga Star that have no potential to become strong are yours. The yellow light ring is a deposit, as an advance payment. ”

Without waiting for Deathstorm to answer, Mungo continued, "Now calculate the time, and that Yellow Lantern Ring should be almost on Earth.

And I promise you, when the matter is over, I will become the master of the parallax monster, control the entire Yellow Lantern Legion, and completely destroy the Green Lantern Legion and OA Star, and you can spread death throughout the universe at will, and spread your wet and slimy decaying black...... So, accept? ”

There was silence on the other side of the communication for a moment, and soon another voice was heard: "Intelligent life is locked. Martin Stein from Earth, you have the ability to inflict great fear on others. Welcome to the ...... of Senisto Zizizi...... Welcome to the Mongo Legion! ”

"Good boy." Mungo said, "Good boy, well done. ”

He said, "Welcome to the Yellow Lantern Corps...... My Legion. ”

After sending off the third collaborator, Mongo plans to start contacting the fourth collaborator again.

Mongo didn't feel anything wrong with this kind of central air conditioning behavior at all. As a weakling, Mungo needs to borrow the strength of these strong men in order to truly complete the feat of resurrection and truly change the Senisto Legion into the Mongo Legion.

And this fourth collaborator is......

"Night Stalker."

"Frankly, I've always been skeptical of your purpose for doing this."

Mongo appears in another room. There, the face of the night stalker appears on the screen.

Mungo stared into his eyes. Of all the allies who had allied with him, this was the only one that worried him the most. Although he knew that the other party was just a mortal, he would be surprised by the resources and things that the other party called up and took out in the short period of contact.

"I can easily understand the purpose of other people's cooperation with me, but you are the only one, and I can't figure out what you want to do."

Both Carona and the First Lightman have a simple demand, which is to release them from their prisons.

Deathstorm's desire to spread the energy of the Corrupt Black in the universe is understandable.

But only the man in front of him ......

His mind was like a bottomless pool of water. It can be easily found when compared with the information on the Death Storm's side, and the Night Stalker deliberately did not expose the Death Storm to delay the information of the Divine Power Ring, but quietly let him go.

At that time, Mongo and Night Stalker didn't even know who each other was.

"Deathstorm is working with you, right?"

"And I want to talk to you about a little collaboration." The night owl behind the screen seemed to be sitting in front of a computer, he propped his elbows on the table, then crossed his fingers, and said, "My purpose is simple. ”

"The stronger this universe, the better."

(End of chapter)