Chapter 120 (edited)

Kara didn't use the original Green Lantern ring but instead relied on her own immense personal power to defeat the Green Lanterns, including Hal Jordan, who is often considered the strongest and most exceptional member of the Green Lantern Corps.

Even Sinestro lay unconscious nearby, and the supposed sacred site of the Green Lantern Corps had partially collapsed, with a significant corner sinking into a deep pit.

Standing tall amidst the chaos, Kara looked up at the thousands of Green Lanterns hovering in the sky. Despite their overwhelming numbers, her defiance was unshakable. Pointing to the heavens, she declared, "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, no one leaves this place alive—not even your planet. We settle this with blood if necessary."

Hal Jordan was stunned. How had things escalated to such an extreme?

He had overheard bits and pieces of Kara's confrontation with the Guardians of the Universe regarding the Asgardians' alleged involvement in the destruction of Krypton. But this—this was something he hadn't anticipated.

Still, not everyone was cowed by Kara's threats.

"She's Kryptonian!" someone shouted. "Everyone, transform your constructs into kryptonite weapons!"

"You dare?!" Kara's fury flared as her heat vision ignited, her blazing red eyes locking onto the one who spoke.

While kryptonite was indeed a potent weakness, it required precise manipulation through the power of a Green Lantern ring. Without proper focus and preparation, it was an empty threat. Kara decided to strike first, channeling her anger into an overwhelming attack.

However, just as her heat vision was about to unleash its destructive force, two rings—one black and one red—descended from the sky. Their arrival was eerie, as they seemed to resist Kara's attack while positioning themselves directly before her.

"Daughter of Krypton, your heart burns with rage. You belong to the Red Lantern Corps," an ancient and terrifying roar echoed, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Before anyone could react, another voice followed—a deep, hoarse tone that seemed to crawl into the depths of the soul. "Daughter of Krypton, your very existence heralds death. You belong to the Black Lantern Corps."

The air grew tense as panic swept through the gathered Green Lanterns and Guardians alike.

"The Red Light of Rage and the Black Light of Death? How can they appear now?!" one Guardian exclaimed, unable to hide his alarm.

"And these are the original Red and Black Rings!" another chimed in. "If she wears them, the consequences will be catastrophic."

Kara, however, laughed—a sound sharp and defiant. Her time on Oa had made one thing clear: the destruction of Krypton was no accident. The Guardians' panic only strengthened her suspicions of their complicity.

"Unless you can calm my anger," Kara said coldly, reaching for the rings. She slipped the Black Lantern Ring onto her right thumb and the Red Lantern Ring onto her right index finger, their ominous glows contrasting starkly with the Green Lantern Ring on her left index finger.

Though she donned the rings, Kara did not recite their oaths, ensuring that their full power remained dormant—for now.

She turned her burning gaze toward the Guardians. Their next words would determine her actions.

The Guardians exchanged uneasy glances. They hadn't anticipated this turn of events but quickly regained their composure, relying on their natural emotional detachment.

In an even tone, one Guardian began to explain the events of 100,000 years ago.

Kara interrupted. "Why did Krypton abruptly end its colonization efforts? They had the technology, the strength—and they must have realized the power a yellow sun could grant them. What happened?"

The Guardian's response was unexpected. "Doomsday," he said, his tone grim.

Kara's breath hitched. She knew the name well—a monstrous, unstoppable force.

"Doomsday was a bioweapon created by Krypton's scientists using their advanced technology. It was powerful enough to annihilate even the New Gods of Apokolips. But, like the Red Light of Rage, it was uncontrollable.

"The colonization initiative wasn't halted by us. It was destroyed by your own creation. Doomsday wiped out every Kryptonian colony, leaving untold devastation in its wake.

"To contain the chaos, Krypton's leaders forbade any further research on Doomsday and instead focused on developing the Codex—a genetic blueprint that reshaped Kryptonian society.

"With the Codex, Kryptonians prioritized stability and loyalty to their homeworld above all else. But this came at a cost: their genetic programming made them unwilling to abandon Krypton, even in the face of destruction."

The Guardian's words pierced through Kara's anger, forcing her to confront an unsettling truth.

"Krypton's leaders knew the risks," he continued, "and we issued warnings. But Kryptonians, including you, Daughter of Krypton, are bound by the Codex. Your loyalty and emotional connection to Krypton are not entirely your own. They are ingrained in your very DNA."

Kara faltered. As much as she hated to admit it, the Guardians' explanation resonated with her memories and feelings.

At that moment, a Green Lantern broke ranks and approached Kara. His appearance was alien, with bird-like features and a fish-like tail. He introduced himself with a gentle smile.

"Greetings, Daughter of Krypton. My name is Tomar-Re. I am the Green Lantern responsible for your sector of the galaxy. I was there when Krypton fell. If you have questions, I am here to help."