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Chapter 1124 Horus: I'm a Green Lantern too!
"Ugh...!"

The clown dragon let out a low groan, struggled for a while, and then stopped resisting under the control of the tenth metal.

The dragon stopped trying to attack and was eventually tamed by Peter.

Peter, holding the reins of the Tenth Metal Transformation, sat atop the tamed clown demon's head, looking down at the dark army surging like a tide below, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Very well, now I'll show you what it means to be "Peter riding a dragon, invincible under heaven".

Peter controlled the clown dragon and charged downwards towards the dark army.

On the other side, the Senagan Empire.

Cyborg has already informed everyone that Peter, Bruce, and Clark have returned.

Horus and his companions were greatly encouraged upon receiving the good news.

Horus is battling the Dawn Lantern, which is enveloped in eerie green energy of terror.

Upon learning that his father had returned safely, Horuston was immediately filled with high morale and felt a surge of energy.

Originally, the Dawn Lantern originated from the treacherous whispers of Tzeentch Lord, and mixed with the power of the Lantern Ring, it constantly distorted reality, nearly dragging Horus into a despairing illusion.

But the moment the message from Steelbone arrived, Horus's eyes, which had been gradually losing focus, suddenly lit up.

"You cannot defeat us, Dawn Lantern."

Horus raised his gaze and said to the other, "Hope has arrived; your darkness can no longer affect me."

The next instant, he took an item out of his belt.

That was an object he always carried with him, but had never truly used due to his instinctive aversion to the power of the emotional spectrum—a green light ring that emitted a green glow.

He obtained this item when he was teleported to an alien planet to fight Voldemort during the Hogwarts Tournament.

He had always worried that this power would affect him, but now, with a firm resolve in his heart, he chose to wear the ring.

Without further hesitation, Horus reached out and firmly placed the green light ring on his finger.

"In the pitch-black night, the sky is vast and boundless."

But please remember, we are fearless—

In the darkest of times, the will is the light!

The ancient Green Lantern Oath was recited from Horus's mouth.

"Om-!"

A surge of vibrant green light burst forth instantly.

The light was pure and powerful, contrasting sharply with the eerie green energy emanating from the Dawn Lantern, which was full of distortion and fear.

A giant green lantern, incorporating the World Tree symbol of Padrick Farm and the iconic symbol of the Green Lantern, materializes in Horus's hands, radiating a brilliant light that dispels all gloom.

When the Dawn Lantern saw Horus wearing the Green Lantern Ring, it froze.

How come this guy has a green light ring?!

Terrified, the eerie green energy around him melted away as if it had encountered its nemesis under the illumination of Horus's green light.

Hal, who had been injured by the Dawn Lantern and was lying on the ground, was also stunned by what he saw.

Is Horus also a Green Lantern?
Peter had never told him, and Horus had never mentioned it.

Your family has kept things well hidden!

"No! This light...this false hope!"

The Dawn Lantern roared, mobilizing all its power to condense into an enormous scythe, which it slashed down at Horus.

Horus stood firm, holding the green lantern high, pouring all his will into it—his trust in his father, his protection of his family, and his desire for victory.

"My father taught me that hope is never a solitary journey, and that willpower is strength."

The lantern's light coalesced into an incredibly solid pillar of light, directly confronting the colossal scythe of terror.

"boom!!!!!"

A deeper level of collision and annihilation has emerged.

The light, symbolizing "will," shattered the giant, eerie green scythe, symbolizing "fear," with overwhelming force.

The beam of light continued its relentless advance, like a purifying torrent, fiercely washing over the Dawn Lantern.

"Ahhhh!"

The Dawn Lamp let out a shrill scream, its body beginning to crumble within the pillar of willpower.

At the same time, the cracks on the lamp ring on his hand spread wildly.

In the moments before his consciousness completely dissipated, countless fragmented images flooded into Dawn's Ghost Lamp's mind.

That was a distorted, concealed past that he was unwilling to confront.

He saw himself, Bruce Wayne, witnessing his parents fall at the alleyway entrance, and in his grief and anger, he picked up a ring that emitted a ghostly green light.

He believed he could use fear to establish a more efficient and absolute order, so that tragedy would never repeat itself.

He saw his original, distorted ideal—to rule with fear in exchange for a crime-free, deathly peace.

So he used the power of the Lamp Ring to turn the whole of Gotham, and even the whole earth, into a prison shrouded in fear.

He saw how Barbatos' whispers found him, amplifying his inner paranoia and desire for control, and how the cunning power of the Chaos God merged with the Dark Lamp Ring, intoxicating him with the thrill of manipulating fate.

He saw how he himself mocked those heroes who still believed in hope and courage, thinking them so naive and foolish.

Repentance, like a belated poison, seeped into his fading consciousness.

"So...I was wrong..."

"Fear... never brings order... only... a deeper... despair..."

"Hope...will...they...are the true..."

The whispers of the eerie lamp at dawn were barely audible.

The lamp ring, which carried all his twisted will, turned to dust with a clear, mournful cry.

The body of the Dawn Lantern vanished completely, like a sandcastle blown away by the wind.

After seeing the Dawn Lantern completely disappear, Horus breathed slightly and slowly lowered his arm.

"it is finally over!"

The green lantern in his hand turned into specks of light and vanished, but the ring still emitted a faint glow on his finger.

Horus felt the power flowing within and clenched his fist.

"Father Emperor, did you see that? I withstood the influence of the Chaos Gods and defeated them."

On the other side, the battle between Azu and the Destroyer, who has fused with the power of Nurgle, has reached a fever pitch.

The ravager's ever-regenerating body caused Azu considerable trouble.

"You disgusting beast!"

Azu cursed angrily, no longer caring about energy consumption, and his thermal vision shot out with unprecedented intensity.

The destructive energy, almost solidified into a pillar of light, instantly engulfed the ravager.

"Roar!"

The ravagers roared in pain, continuing to gather strength for a counterattack.

As Azu saw the opponent roaring and charging forward, he immediately summoned his trident.

Raising the trident into the air, Azu summoned a massive bolt of lightning.

This time, he was determined to fight them to the death.

I'll unleash all my power at once and see how you recover!

With Azu's roar, the thunder transformed into a storm that enveloped the entire battlefield.

Countless flashes of light emanated destructive power, swarming towards the ravager from all directions.

The Destroyer roared, the terrifying power granted by the Doomsday Virus causing him to unleash thousands upon thousands of punches in an instant, attempting to crush this sea of ​​thunderstorms with absolute force.

But as soon as his fist shattered one of the streaks, ten bolts of lightning shot up.

Countless bolts of lightning slammed into his body from all angles, and the golden divine lightning ignored his powerful physical defenses, penetrating directly into his body and burning his nerves.

"Uh ah ah!"

The ravager let out a painful howl, and his movements became noticeably slower.

The opponent's proud regeneration speed began to fall behind the speed of destruction under the lightning attack imbued with divine power.

Azu seized the fleeting opportunity, transformed into a bolt of lightning, and launched a final charge towards his opponent.

As Azu charged forward, the space was torn open, leaving dark traces.

The Destroyer sensed a deadly threat, roared, gathered all its energy, and threw a punch in a final attempt to put up a fight.

"puff!"

A dull thud sounded.

The trident pierced the ravager's chest.

The highly concentrated divine power of thunder, like a torrent finding an outlet, instantly surged into the body of the ravager.

The ravager's massive body stiffened abruptly, its fist frozen in mid-air.

The divine power raged and purified within him, bringing not only pain but also a forced clarity. In his slightly lucid state, a glimmer of rationality returned to the eyes of "Bruce Wayne," eyes that had previously held only rage and destruction.

He looked at Azu, who was gripping the trident tightly, and murmured in a hoarse voice, "Heh heh, using...destruction to uphold protection?"

"Using the form of a monster to fulfill Batman's obsession..."

"What am I protecting, and... what have I destroyed..."

The Destroyer's gaze seemed to pierce through Azu, seeing the Batman himself who walked in the darkness but never gave up his ideals of light, and also seeing himself who was injected with the virus in despair and ultimately met with utter ruin.

"So... I'm the biggest... loser after all..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the last glimmer of light in the ravager's eyes went out completely.

The next second, immense divine power erupted from his body.

The Devastator, its body fused with the Doomsday Virus, crashed heavily to the ground.

Gasping for breath, Azu looked at the corpse of the ravaged man and staggered backward.

The red light in his eyes slowly faded. Ah Zu spat under his breath and said, panting, "Sending you to deal with me was the stupidest decision he ever made."

Meanwhile, the battle between the merciless iron fist and Loki on the other side has also entered its final stage.

Just as the merciless iron fist was gathering power, preparing to launch an attack on Loki, his body suddenly shuddered.

A call from the top of the multiverse tower, filled with shock, anger, and urgency, echoed in his mind.

It's Barbatos's urgent summons!
The main battlefield has changed; we must return to provide support immediately!

Upon receiving the order, the merciless iron fist forcibly stopped the giant axe that was about to strike, preparing to leave the battlefield.

"Are you leaving already, big guy?"

Loki stood opposite him, wand in hand, and spoke to him.

He had just received a message from Cyborg about his father's return with the Tenth Metal.

Seeing how eager the merciless iron fist was to escape, Loki immediately understood the other's predicament.

"let me guess……"

Loki's voice was mocking, "Is it your master, hiding in the tower, calling you back to save the day? Looks like the party in Gotham isn't going too well."

The merciless iron fist paused, ignoring Loki's preparation to leave quickly.

"I'll spare your life this time."

Loki's smile widened even more when he heard what the other person said.

"You, you're wrong, big guy. It's not you who forgives me, it's me who forgives you."

He gracefully spread his hands. "After all, I just received a very, very interesting piece of news. Would you like to hear it?"

He paused deliberately, listening to the increasingly heavy breathing of the merciless iron-fisted man, before slowly continuing:
“Okay, let me tell you. That’s my father, Peter Patrick. He has found the legendary Tenth Metal, and he’s working with Superman and Batman to beat your evil master to a pulp in Gotham.”

"No, that's impossible!"

With a furious roar, the merciless iron fist cleaved the ground where Loki stood with its massive axe, reducing it to dust.

But Loki had already vanished in a phantom form, his true form appearing on the other side.

"impossible?"

Loki scoffed, "The power of the Tenth Metal is hope, is creation, is something you pathetic worms who have sunk into darkness and only know how to destroy, can never comprehend. It represents absolute order and rebirth, and is the natural nemesis of you, the carriers of chaos and destruction. Barbatos's defeat was already destined, and your mad expedition has also come to an end."

Loki's words made the already wavering Iron Fist even more agitated.

"Look at you, your so-called merciless iron fist."

Loki's voice suddenly turned icy, "Waving your battle axe, playing the role of a ruthless conqueror, but deep down, you're nothing but a pathetic wretch who can't even protect your own world."

Loki's words struck at the deepest wound in the heart of the merciless iron-fisted man.

He thought of the universe he had destroyed, and the disasters he had failed to prevent.

The immense sense of defeat he felt as a guardian who ultimately lost everything was one of the reasons he fell into darkness and accepted Barbatos' power.

"shut up!"

Merciless Ironfist roared furiously, raising his axe and charging at Loki.

Loki continued his taunts as he dodged.

"And that woman, Diana, right? Your Wonder Woman from your world?"

Loki mentioned a name that the merciless iron-fisted man found hard to let go of.

"I once heard my father tell me your story... a mix of love and hate? Unrequited love? Love turned to hate?"

Loki intensified his taunts, "You crave her approval, don't you?"

"But look at you now, indulging in destruction and slaughter to cover up the emptiness and pain in your heart. You don't even have the courage to face your own failures. You can only cover up your personal sorrow by constantly destroying other people's universes. This is not called strength, but a pathetic escape."

"Damn it! Shut up!"

The merciless iron fist had gone completely mad. The destruction of the world, the frustration of his emotions, the distortion of his obsession, and the shame and anger brought about by Loki's ruthless tearing away of all his pretenses, had driven him into a complete rage.

Right now, all he wanted was to tear this incessantly chattering guy to shreds in the most violent way possible.

Merciless Iron Fist abandoned all defenses, unleashing his full power as he charged toward Loki.

However, a warrior who has lost his composure is full of flaws in Loki's eyes.

"Finally... have they lost their minds?"

A triumphant smile flashed in Loki's eyes; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

Faced with the opponent's desperate attack, Loki neither dodged nor evaded, but suddenly raised his left hand, which was not holding the staff.

"The soul is out of body!"

Loki, without his staff, cast the Imperishable Curse.

This spell from the world of Hogwarts will cause the person under its spell to feel a blank in their mind, and all thoughts and sense of responsibility will vanish.

Afterwards, the person under the spell will feel incredibly happy and joyful. Then, a voice will instruct the person to do something, and the person will do it exactly as instructed. However, if this spell is cast on a person too often, resistance will develop, thus weakening the spell's power.

This spell is an unforgivable curse; if used on a human, regardless of success, the user will be imprisoned for life in Azkaban.

Now that Loki is no longer in the Hogwarts world, he naturally has no worries about being imprisoned in Azkaban.

Just as the merciless iron fist's giant axe was about to strike, Loki cast the Imperius Curse into the opponent's heart, which was consumed by rage.

At the same time, he himself transformed into dozens of indistinguishable phantoms, scattering in all directions.

Struck by the Soul-Stealing Curse, the merciless iron fist's momentum abruptly froze.

Although the Imperishable Curse couldn't make the magic-resistant Iron Fist completely obey, it did cause problems for his mind.

In the perception of the merciless iron fist, Loki suddenly transformed into Diana, whom he knew all too well, clad in Amazonian armor.

Diana was looking at him with that same longing yet resentment, pity and disappointment in her eyes.

No, there's more than one!
All the phantoms around him transformed into Diana, silently watching him and condemning his failure and depravity.

"No...no...it's me...!"

The merciless iron fist wildly swung its giant axe, hacking at the phantom.

But his axe only cleaved the air.

The pain, regret, and anger in the heart of the merciless and ruthless man were amplified to the extreme, making him increasingly insane.

"Sorry, it's over."

As soon as those words were spoken, the next second, Loki's true form appeared like a ghost in the gap on the back of Ironfist, which was exposed due to his mental breakdown.

A sharp dagger, wielded by Loki, silently pierced the weakest gap in the armor, finding the heart of the merciless iron fist.

Loki channeled the chill emanating from him into the dagger.

A chill erupted, freezing together the boiling blood and frenzied consciousness of the merciless iron fist.

"clang!"

The merciless iron fist froze completely, and the giant axe slipped from his powerless hand, crashing heavily to the ground.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Loki, his eyes beneath the mask filled with exhaustion and relief.

"Perhaps...perhaps...you're right..."

The merciless iron fist of liberation uttered half a sentence to Loki before closing its eyes.

The next second, solid blue ice rapidly spread from the body of the merciless iron fist, sealing him and his heavy dark armor inside.

Loki drew his dagger and looked at the ice sculpture before him.

He exhaled and gently brushed away the ice crystals that had fallen on his shoulder.

"A pathetic soul."

Although he had defeated the enemy, Loki did not show any joy.

With a complicated expression, he muttered something to himself and then looked at the others.

Martian Manhunter and Mr. Excellence lay on the ground, injured from the previous melee. Hal, his shoulder pierced, leaned against the wall, panting, his eyes wide with shock as he watched Loki defeat the merciless Iron Fist.

Meanwhile, Azu and Horus, having defeated the Destroyer and the Dawn Lantern, were approaching him.

(End of this chapter)