One against a thousand sounded mighty and imposing—great visual impact, strong imagery. However, unless strength differences reached heaven and earth apart, best not try it.
History had countless examples of powerhouses—Darkseid, Thanos, and the like—all self-assured in their prowess, getting forcibly defeated by forty justice-side companions and ground into the dirt.
The precedent wasn't far. Though Thea looked down on those Yellow Lantern rabble, if hundreds or thousands sward her, she genuinely might not win.
Unity is strength! This phrase applied in ninety-nine point nine percent of situations.
Frontal assault was sowhat unrealistic. Korugar's civilization level wasn't low. Though not matching Krypton's Level 8 civilization, it could reach Level 6 or above.
Unlike Earth—like a marketplace where various aliens ca and went as they pleased—Korugar had defensive systems. Grudd's place had decent population but civilization level only slightly above indigenous. Space warships were out of the question.
Fiora had previously gathered so neutral rcenaries across the universe. She had several warships on hand. However, rcenaries' character was unpredictable. They might work for favorable battles, but with such enemy-friendly nurical disparity, direct defection was possible.
Enemy had numbers and intact defensive facilities. Allies had few people and needed to attack.
Only one choice lay before Thea—the routine shown countless tis in movies: organize a small team for assault.
She ordered Fiora to bring those Earth people over. They couldn't fight in space, but ground combat abilities were off the charts.
She began contacting Sinestro supporters inside Korugar. The more collaborators, the better.
First she sought Lyssa Drak, who supposedly had so precognitive ability. Unfortunately, ring communication never connected.
Another person Sinestro ntioned, Arkillo—she knew him too. A tall, burly blue-skinned alien, the Yellow Lantern Corps' recruit trainer. Arkillo had once visited Earth alone to gain Thea's recognition.
Loyal, simple—though a savage fellow, Thea's impression of him was decent.
Regrettably, she couldn't contact him either.
No need to elaborate. Certainly after Sinestro's disappearance, his ambitious subordinates had defeated those loyal to him.
Unable to contact ring mbers—fortunately she had other ans of contacting people.
"Arsona, can you hear ?" Far-sight spell, combined with super-vision, imaging spell, plus the ring's light refraction and projection functions. Spell, tahuman ability, and ring—three capabilities integrated together, beginning cross-light-year communication.
"Who?" The purple alien woman on screen looked sowhat surprised, staring at the water curtain that suddenly appeared, asking tentatively.
"Thank heavens you're alive. I'm Thea, rember? I'm Sinestro's..." Thea thought for ages about her relationship with Sinestro. Almost none!
"I'm Sinestro's... colleague. We t once." Really couldn't think of a good term. Thea could only gloss over it vaguely.
The purple alien woman nodded calmly. "I have a deep impression of you. Sinestro complained many tis you split away his supre authority."
Thea nearly coughed up blood. Just knew Sinestro said nothing good about her behind her back. Though this woman wasn't a ring mber, she was Korugar Defense Force's supre commander. Also Sinestro's new red—no, purple—confidante after his wife's death.
The two had definitely discussed her after doing indescribable things. That's why this woman had such a deep impression.
Any impression beat no impression. "How's Korugar's current situation? Sinestro left a ssage... Is there anywhere you need my help?"
Purple-skinned Arsona spoke stiffly. "Korugar doesn't need another dictatorial tyrant! Sinestro betrayed his people, betrayed . Korugar needs no Lanterns—Green or Yellow! We need none!"
Finishing, she threw sothing weapon-like at the water curtain. However, this was completely useless. The water curtain Thea made was formless and incorporeal. Unless she unilaterally canceled it, others had no thod.
Arsona threw things for a while, vented anger for a bit, then looked at the curtain with grave expression.
"What do you actually want?"
"I want to fulfill a promise. Or rather, help Sinestro resolve his Yellow Lantern Corps issue and liberate Korugar."
"And afterward?"
"Afterward?" Thea thought. "Unqualified ring mbers get rings stripped, go back where they ca from. I take the rest away." Future Earth was the universe's center. Planets like Korugar—except for Sinestro treating it like treasure—nobody cared about.
This answer exceeded Arsona's expectations. She was a decisive woman. "What do you need to do?"
"Help find a hidden room. I need to bring my team and teleport directly to Korugar."
Assault tactics, decapitation strategy—as the planet's highest military commander, Arsona imdiately thought of several terms. She didn't know Thea's numbers were few and power thin, unilaterally assuming the other side didn't plan large-scale raids. This suited her perfectly.
"Agreed!" She answered readily.
Before ending communication, Thea instructed her, "Collect current Corps intelligence. We'll et soon."
Finishing, she began arranging long-distance teleportation arrays. The ring's foundation had greatly increased—no need to abandon it. She also worried Arsona might be detrintal to her side. The teleportation array reinforced simultaneously with magical power and emotion energy. Long duration, stable channel—without specific counterasures, even nuclear bombs couldn't destroy it.
Earth's group arrived quickly. The sowhat awkward Livewire still wore her imitation ring. Suggestion spells continuously influenced her.
Deathstroke and Poison Ivy were fine. Papa Midnite—this was his first ti on an alien planet. Especially seeing many primitive natives carrying round Grudd to et with them, he was even more surprised. This guy was also a companion?
Fiora stood alone at Thea's side, watching her create the teleportation array.
Deathstroke and Papa Midnite—both n were half-black, half-white origins, had common ground. Later Grudd also joined their conversation.
On another side, Deadman was boasting to Poison Ivy and Livewire.
Behind them, each brought so personnel. Fiora's recruited alien subordinates. Grudd's mind-controlled native warriors.
Deathstroke also brought over a hundred elite soldiers and his daughter Rose Wilson, an equally skilled fighter. Another person who caught Thea's attention was a tahuman Deathstroke recruited who could control soil and rock—Terra—though too young to be used as main force.
For her subordinates' subordinates, she had no excessive thoughts. Those she valued were capable strongn. Having ideas to develop power was normal. Like she told Ganthet—having hope gave motivation.
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