Chapter 108: Will

The bald man tore off the coarse cloth cloak, and he was only wearing a sleeveless leather vest underneath, his muscular arms were exposed, and his skin was covered with that dark red unknown substance. He stared round his eyes, and the dark aura lingered around him loomingly, and he kept making a slight "hissing" sound like a serpent's message.

Mike swallowed: "Well, I take back my previous views. I believe you are not a juggler now."

The bald man has both palms, and the massive undercurrents are drawn in a spiral toward his palm, like a tornado model held in his palm. He bent his knees and took a step forward, the endless dark glow seemed to be dancing with the huge amplitude of his arms with electric current, and the air current was violently stirred. He swiped forward through the air with his palm, and the stream of dark red light roared out like a roaring dragon.

Mike subconsciously raised his arm to protect his body, and the green light ring activated itself at the first thought, condensing an arc-shaped shield on his arm. The dark glow was like a torrent that hit the reef being washed away on the shield, and the energy jumped around, exploding the ground around Mike one after another.

The impact and corrosive force carried by this light stream should not be underestimated. Even with the buffer of the shield and force field, Mike was still shocked to withdraw seven or eight steps, and the green light condensed shield was quickly covered up. Crack, it is estimated that there is no way to carry the next round of shock. At the end of the opponent's wave of offensive, he regained his breath and prepared to shoot the next wave of waves. He closed the shield and threw back.

But this time his incomparable green light ring didn't seem to work anymore. The bald man wrapped his left palm in the light ball with a volley, and the green light fell apart the moment it hit the dark red trail left in the air. , Turned into countless green light spots and dissipated.

Uh, well, maybe he should add a new one to the Green Light Operation Manual-the light ring is not omnipotent, it doesn't work all the time.

But now the question is-what should I do when the lamp ring does not work?

A more violent stream of dark red light hit the head and covered his face, with a low roar that tore the air. As soon as Mike closed his pupils, the conditioned reflex fell into his body, and corrosive energy whizzed past the green light force field covering him, and exploded suddenly on the building behind him. A thick smoke screen diffused from the hole, mixed with a choking smell like something being lit.

The bald man was about to look closer, but suddenly felt that a huge black shadow was approaching quickly in the thick smoke. When he was just alert, the black smoke had been torn from it, and a hatchback wrapped in green light emerged from behind the dense smoke and fell down.

The bald man's complexion was blank, his right palm was hollow, and the energy flow was excited from his forearm, like a rotating air blade slicing the body into two from the center. Two sections of the body whizzed past him, one on the left and the other on the right, violently crashing into two balls of scrap iron on the sidewalk a few steps away.

As the bald man rolled his eyes, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Mike who had unknowingly moved to the side to launch a sneak attack. At this time, he was holding a submachine gun that turned green light. Although the shape and appearance were still very rough, it was still a lot more upgradeable than a fly swatter as a weapon.

"Suddenly~!"

The dazzling green bullets burst out at a rate of more than a thousand rounds, and the dense masses almost turned into a light curtain to push toward the enemy. But the bald man only tilted his head and took another shot in the air. The energy flow immediately blew away the rain of bullets, and he was forced to face the door and knock him upside down. The submachine gun in his hand also flew out in a whirl. After several laps, it quickly turned into a light spot and dissipated.

Mike shook his head and sat up: "This is the trick again? Can't you be creative?"

The bald man didn't say a word, and continued to slap in the air, a stream of dark red light blasting down like mountains.

Mike rolled over and fought back again. As a Green Lantern who just started on the road, his comprehension is really incredible. Of course, this has something to do with his worship of Green Lantern for so many years. He has basically mastered the manifestation of energy in the short time of this battle, and at this time he has used his imagination to the fullest. He tried his best to project his imagination through the ring in his hand. The imagination gradually upgraded from knives, guns, and individual rocket launchers to tank missiles, and then quickly upgraded again to something that did not exist in reality. From the particle cannon to a mobile suit, almost all the movie and animation weapons he could think of were also used, but they still had little effect.

When a mobile suit figured out by Mike was also smashed into pieces, the dark red energy condensed into a whip-like shape and pierced into the cabin, wrapped around his limbs and waist, and yanked him out, hanging in the air. In mid-air, he couldn't break free no matter how much he struggled.

More and more dark red energy climbed onto his body like a cane, hooping him tightly in circles, almost unable to move a finger.

"I said, Green Lantern." The man was expressionless, and the five fingers of his right hand made a squeezing gesture in the air, as if it really affected the energy condensing around Mike, "Your light will soon go out."

More and more energy canes climbed onto the body, and Mike could barely breathe. The gradual suffocation made his vision blurred, and the terrible face of the man in front of him seemed to be abstracted into a tall demon, impossible to defeat at all.

So is it just giving up like this?

This thought only flashed for such a short moment, because the word "give up" was hardly in his dictionary.

But what should I do next? He has exhausted his imagination and created almost every weapon he can think of, but even his Gundam was easily dismantled by the opponent, what else can he change next? Star cruiser?

How can it be...

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something.

He was still a child at that time, and the city's greatest Green Lantern had not been lost. He was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to ask questions when the Green Lantern participated in charity activities and interacted with the children. At that time, he asked: "I heard that you can create anything you imagine, is it true?"

The lantern man smiled and looked directly into the child's innocent eyes, and replied, "Yes, almost, most things."

"Wow, that's so cool." The child admired, "It must be impossible for a bad guy to win you."

Green Lantern turned his head and thought for a while: "In fact, it may be a little different from what you imagined. Look, I am actually not fighting the enemy with imagination, but relying on something more pure."

"what is that?"

"Willpower." The Green Lantern smiled and touched the child's head with his white gloved hand. "It exists in my heart and it is also in your heart. Everyone has this powerful power. Maybe one day in the future, when you have enough will and courage, you will also have your own green light ring."

Willpower.

At the last moment when his sight was completely blocked and his chest could no longer breathe, Mike finally remembered-Green Lantern never relies on imagination to fight, only the will determines how strong you are.

He clenched his teeth, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he showed a smile at this moment of life and death.

He closed his eyes and began to mutter softly: "The day is bright, the night is vast. There is nowhere to hide."

The bald man frowned and began to feel wrong.

"...The aliens chaotic the party, fearing my divine light."

"What are you mumbling about?" He finally couldn't help but ask.

Ignoring, Mike clenched his fists, his eyes suddenly opened, and the green light beamed out through the eyepieces.

"The green light is always bright, and the light will shine forever!"

Just like the explosion of a green supernova, the green light burst out from the densely entangled dark red energy in an instant, tearing the cane to pieces. The bald man was stunned, and the new Green Lantern clenched his fists tightly and landed lightly on the ground, like a sacred green flame burning all over his body.

Mike grinned and slapped his palm with his fist: "Those are not counted just now, now the game officially begins!"