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Xiu En thought for a moment, then looked out at the boundless, dark universe beyond the hall.

Then, he threw the solar ring in his hand, along with the solar central battery that floated in the core dimension of OA star, alongside the green light central battery, into deep space!

The golden sun disintegrated in the void!

It's like a golden dandelion, splitting into billions of even smaller golden specks of light.

Each point of light was enveloped by the phantom of a sun ring.

They were drawn by an unseen force, drifting in all directions of the universe, towards those dark and desperate corners.

They are searching.

Seek out those souls who, even in the deepest darkness, still "turn their hearts toward the light."

Whoever he is.

As Xiu En watched the points of light gradually disappear into the sea of ​​stars, a satisfied smile, like that of a farmer who has sown seeds and is waiting for the harvest, appeared on his face.

"Only then can my Sun Group be considered officially launched."

Inside the hall, they didn't know what this meant, but they could sense that a new, warm order was quietly sprouting in some corner of the universe.

Ganther flew to the Green Lanterns.

In his voice, there was only an old man's heartfelt guilt and promise to his children.

"I know that no words can undo the crimes committed by my compatriots, nor can they heal the wounds of your faith being trampled upon."

We were wrong.

He bowed his head to the soldiers.

"From this day forward, the era of the Guardians has ended."

"Together, we will build a new Green Lantern Corps on this ruin, a Green Lantern Corps that truly belongs to each and every one of us."

"We will re-examine the laws of the Legion, we will reveal the truth about Sector 666 to the entire universe, and we will build an eternal monument for those departed souls."

"I assure you."

"I swear by the last glimmer of hope in my soul."

"Together we will reclaim the glory that belongs to the green light."

Kirowog, the strongest warrior, slowly rose from the ground.

Behind him, all the Green Lanterns silently stood up.

They demonstrated their acceptance of this commitment through their actions.

"Alright, it seems your internal meeting was very successful."

Shuen patted Hal on the shoulder.

"Well then, Director, since there's nothing more for us to do here, we'll be leaving now."

He was preparing to draw the portal and begin the next leg of his journey.

"Please wait a moment!"

Ganser's voice came from behind them, calling out to them.

Xiu En turned his head, raised an eyebrow, and looked at the little old man with blue skin.

"Is there anything else?"

"Didn't I just leave you the instruction manual and after-sales service phone number?"

No, it's not.

Ganser flew to the two of them, his face now bearing a fervent hope.

"Lord Xiuen."

"I know you're still gathering power from other spectra. Perhaps I can offer some assistance."

"Oh?"

"When I was young."

"Before I was assimilated by the coldness of absolute rationality like my compatriots, I once had a friend."

Ganther turned to Hal.

"He's just like you, Hal Jordan. Always full of hope for the future, for life."

"His will ultimately attracted the warmest power in the spectrum, the blue of hope."

"He founded the Blue Lantern Legion. A small legion of believers, yet capable of bringing light and miracles to countless worlds on the verge of death."

Hal Jordan was hearing the term for the first time. "Blue light? Hope?"

"Yes. The power of hope is the cornerstone of the entire spectrum of emotions. In the face of the purest hope, anger is quelled, fear is dispelled, and even death retreats."

"His name is Saint Walker."

"He is also my best friend."

"But ever since we Guardians decided to abandon emotions and embrace absolute rationality, we have never been in contact with each other again."

He looked at Xiu En.

"Over the years, we, the Guardians, have brought too much disaster and lies to this universe. But he, and his Blue Lantern, have been quietly correcting the mistakes we have made."

"I know I am not entitled to ask for your forgiveness. But if I may, please allow me to guide you. To lead you to hope."

"This can be considered my first step in atoning for my sins."

Xiu En looked at the sincere-looking old man in blue and shrugged indifferently.

"It is possible."

"But let me make this clear first, I'm only responsible for coming to your home to sample the food, not for mediating any family conflicts."

"And you'll have to pay for your own travel and meals!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ganser immediately took out a green coin with some kind of star map engraved on it from his robe and presented it with both hands.

"This is my personal savings; it might be able to cover some of the expenses."

He said this with an embarrassed look on his face, as if he was afraid that Xiu En would refuse because of funding issues.

Xiu En: "..."

This was the first time someone had taken a joke so seriously; even Xiu En was stumped.

Seeing Ganse's sincere expression that said, "This is really all I have," Xiu En finally sighed and waved his hand.

Seeing Ganse's sincere expression that said, "This is really all I have," Xiu En finally sighed and waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, considering you're so old and still thinking about supporting yourself, I'll give you a friendly price this time."

As he spoke, he raised his hand again, preparing to draw a portal.

Give me the coordinates.

Ganser quickly transmitted the coordinates of hope, which belonged only to him in his memory, to Xiu En through telepathy.

Xiu En drew a golden circle in the air with his fingertips. This time, on the other side of the door was a calming blue expanse.

"Let's go, you two."

Ganser gestured for Shuen and Hal to enter, then stepped through the blue door first.

Shuen and Hal exchanged a glance and followed them inside.

The moment Hal passed through the portal, he felt as if he were soaking in the warmest hot spring.

My spirit, which had been exhausted from carrying countless grievances, found great relief and healing in this pure blue halo.

He looked around in surprise.

They were traveling through a tunnel made of blue light, with countless blurry images, full of kindness and beauty, flowing on the surrounding light walls.

A child takes his first unsteady steps, a farmer harvests a full barn of grain, a couple kisses under the stars...

"It is hope."

Ganser's voice rang out from the side, and a genuine smile began to appear on his face because of this familiar aura.

"In the universe, there are always some forces that exist to protect and perpetuate their existence."

He looked at Hal.

"Your will, Hal Jordan, has touched the essence of protection after being baptized in blood and fire. That's why you feel so comfortable here."

"So, this is what hope tastes like?"

Xiu En took a deep breath, a somewhat subtle expression on his face.

Hal and Ganther both looked at him curiously.

"Um……"

Xiu En pondered for a moment, seemingly searching for a suitable adjective.

"It's warm, comforting, and feels healthy. Like a freshly baked, steaming hot butter cookie from Afu."

This is a very high compliment for Xiu En.

Hal knew that anything that Shuen compared to Afu's craftsmanship was definitely not ordinary.

"But it seems to only taste sweet. It's a bit monotonous. The sweetness lacks any surprise. It might get a bit cloying if you eat too much."

Hal: "..."

Ganser: "..."

Ganser shook his head with a wry smile and explained.

"Hope is indeed singular. But it is precisely because of its purity that it can become the most solid foundation. The Holy Spirit once told me that when a person has nothing but hope, he has everything."

"What kind of person was the Holy Walker?"

Hal asked curiously.

"He was a seeker of truth, a believer."

"His home planet was a dying planet. Their sun had run out of fuel and was about to go out. Everyone had given up and prepared to face the end of the world in darkness and cold."

"Only he didn't give up."

"Alone, he embarked on a journey to seek salvation. He traversed countless galaxies and witnessed countless civilizations. In the end, he did not find any god who could save his homeland, but he found the true meaning of hope."

"His determination, his prayers, his unquenchable, purest hope, finally answered him."

A blue ring appeared before him.

"He put on the ring and returned to his hometown. Then, alone, he faced the dead sun and prayed for a hundred years."

"His light of hope finally rekindled that dead star."

"His world was given a new lease on life."

Alone, through prayer, he rekindled a sun?

This sounds even more outrageous than Xiu En!

How much hope would that require?!

"So, Blue Lantern fights by praying?"

Hal felt that his worldview had been refreshed once again.

"Not entirely. Prayer is just one way for them to accumulate and express hope. The power of the blue light comes from faith—the most stubborn belief that everything will be alright. Its power may not be the strongest, but it is the most resilient. As long as there is a glimmer of hope in your heart, the light of the blue light will never go out."

"Furthermore, the power of the Blue Lantern has a very special function. It can amplify the power of all other spectra to their limits."

As they were talking, a bright exit appeared at the end of the tunnel of light.

When they passed through the exit, they found themselves above a planet completely covered in vegetation.

This planet has only rolling mountains, vast forests, and rivers that meander like blue ribbons.

The air was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers and the scent of earth.

In the sky, floating islands made of vines and crystals.

Countless blue lights, like fireflies, flitted and flew between forests and islands.

The whole world was immersed in a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, free from strife.

"This is the planet Odim."

"The headquarters of the Blue Lantern Corps, or rather, their pilgrimage site."

He pointed to the horizon of the planet, to the tallest crystal mountain floating above the sea of ​​clouds.

"The Holy One should be there."

Xiu En squinted, savoring the scent of this planet.

"Yes, it's all sweet. But there are quite a few varieties. There's the sweetness of nectar, the sweetness of fruit, and the sweetness of spring water. It's like a self-service dessert station."