I don't know how many years ago.

This was once one of the oldest civilizations in the universe. The city is covered with a huge transparent spherical dome like a glass dome, and the cover is filled with blue light, as if it is also artificially weaving the night sky with stars.

The city's architecture has a unique design not seen in most civilizations today, and the lightweight and strong outer alloy can freely change shape and color, making the city look strange. Metallic flying vehicles shuttled through the air, and every now and then a vehicle disappeared into thin air with a ripple of space. It is a video effect left by a short space jump, and it is a convenient teleportation device that can be used by any citizen.

This could have been a great civilization.

The blue-skinned man stood at the top of a spire, looking at this dreamy and mysterious city, and there was no temperature in his eyes.

"Do you still think that emotions are essential to life, Carona?"

Someone questioned him behind him.

The man turned slowly.

His name is Caronna. Thousands of centuries later, the immortals of their race will be known as the "Guardians of the Universe", the founders of the Machine Hunters and the Green Lantern Legion.

But Caronna is not one of them.

Because in the future, he is the worst and most terrible traitor in the history of the Guardians. At this moment, he was confronted with his fellow Guardians.

"I still think emotions are life, Ganse." Caronna said coldly.

"Then you're still risking your chance to join the ranks of the Guardians of the Universe." Ganser said.

"But isn't protecting life the cause to which the self-proclaimed 'guardians' are dedicated? Their claims contradict themselves. "You're my friend, Ganse. You've always given me support, and now I need your support more than ever.

I will soon be able to look back and witness the birth of the universe, thus unlocking the secrets of the spectrum of emotions. That's one of the most powerful energies in the universe, I can be sure. That will open new doors for our science, for our understanding of the world.

We don't need to be afraid."

"No fear, no fear." Ganser bowed his head and said in a deep voice, "Fear is forbidden. ”

"Please, Ganse, you should be the most knowledgeable of all people."

Caronna stepped forward and pressed her best friend's shoulder.

"You are different from them, don't deny your heart like they do."

But Ganseer did not look up at him.

"Our hearts are full of chaos, Carona. We are to use, and can only use, our reason to bring order to the universe. Order requires clear intellect to maintain, while emotion only brings chaos. I'm sorry. ”

He pushed Caronna away, took a few steps back, and stepped out of the way.

Caronna's pupils constricted, and he was stunned to see that the so-called "Guardians of the Universe" had been surrounded by the so-called "Guardians of the Universe" at some point, followed by the Guardians' robot eagle dogs, those ruthless enforcers known as the Machine Hunters.

His friend, the only person he trusted, Ganser betrayed him.

At that moment, Caronna's expression was distorted, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Yes, Ganser." He said coldly, "You'll all be sorry for that." ”

Years later, now.

Sector 666, on a remote planet.

Two men walk side by side in a barren woodland. Ancient alien trees stand tall in the sky, and their foliage obscures the stars. The moonlight could not penetrate the top layer of the forest, and only a few pale spots of light were dappled on the ground, making the forest even darker.

The wind blew through the woods, and there was a terrible cry. Each tree seems to tell its own story, and the eroded bark and curved trunk of the tree seem to tell a creepy legend.

"I said," said one of the short, green-skinned men, looking at his companion, "Are you scared?" ”

The other tall man shook his head again and again: "We are the fearless warriors chosen by the tribe, and we don't blink an eye for the tribe's death, so why be afraid?" ”

The short man said, "Then what are you holding my waist all the time?" ”

"Ahh Maybe it's because the world is so cold, but only this warm waist can give me a little comfort."

"Oh, really?"

The short man looked down at his companion, who was supposed to be a head taller than himself: "In that case, can you stand up and walk?" ”

The tall man's legs trembled on the ground, crying and mourning: "Do you think I don't want to?" ”

The two are from a tribe known as the Crusils, indigenous to the planet. Their civilization is at the bottom of the interstellar world, and the rating is not even as good as that of Earth.

However, it is said that there were glorious civilizations on this planet in the past, only to be wiped out in a catastrophe in ancient times. Scholars of the Cruz people have put forward various hypotheses about the catastrophe. Some say that there was a great flood of destruction in ancient times, others say that the sky collapsed, and theologians say that it angered the heavens and sent down divine punishment.

Opinions differ, but there is still no conclusion.

Recently, there have been a series of strange phenomena in this area. People from nearby tribes continue to disappear in the woods and mountains, and others claim to have seen undead spirits that should have died, or strange monsters.

None of these claims have been confirmed, but there is no doubt that someone is missing. The two warriors were the most warlike of the tribe and had been sent to find out.

"No, what about your self-consciousness as a warrior?" The short man looked disgusted, "What about the fearless death?" ”

The tall man whispered, "I am fearless to death, but it is one thing to fight the enemy, and it is another thing to fight the ghosts and undead." Who knows"

As he spoke, he glanced unconsciously to the side, and suddenly petrified on the spot.

The forest that should have been empty seemed to have a third person brushed out of thin air.

The terrible gray-green skin, covered with rotten lines, the body seemed to have been rotten for many years, and through the flesh and skin, you could even see the white bones of Sensen, and the deep sunken eye sockets shone with a cold light. It appears to be shrouded in a layer of black smoke below its legs, looming but looking like it has no feet at all. It's as if its body has no mass, just drifting with the wind.

"Hell!!" The tall man screamed.

"What? What a fuss."

The short man muttered, following his line of sight, followed by a sudden stiffness.

"Hell!!" The short man also screamed.

The thing stretched out its long, thin hands, exuding a pitch-black aura, like a messenger of death, floating little by little, as if it still had a somewhat ethereal and distant voice, vaguely as if to say: "I hate it so much~"

But the next moment, the goblin suddenly screamed, clutching its head and struggling in pain.

A green light from the sky.

Divine light rushed into the forest, shining like the sun, and a human figure wrapped in a green light surrounded it.

"Don't be nervous, this is Green Lantern from Sector 2814, no, it should be called Ion Man now."

Hal slowly flew down, hovering above the two stunned natives and smiled.

"I haven't adapted to my promotion yet, so I'm embarrassed to understand."

(End of chapter)