American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 286 Running in the Speed ​​Force

"boom!"

Just like the plot of most stories.

When Batman is fully prepared, few can rival him.

Barry's last three seconds of memory were when Batman ambushed him and injected him with a low-temperature, constant-pressure formula developed by Victor Fritz.

Normally, given the Flash's metabolic rate, it would only take 3 seconds to metabolize the drug that would freeze someone.

But Batman doesn't need 3 seconds.

The whistling iron fist slammed into Barry's chin, the precise force causing him to lose consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself bound by iron chains.

"You're awake." Batman's voice came from behind him.

Bali looked around and was surprised to find himself bound hand and foot with chains at the very front of the Batmobile.

"Buzz!"

The engine roared.

"What are you planning to do?" Barry asked in a panic.

"It's simple. Since you're unwilling to help me, I'll do it myself." Batman, gripping the steering wheel, looked at Barry, who was strapped to the front of the car, and said, "I've studied the design of your cosmic treadmill and modified the engine so I can control the connection between you and the Speed ​​Force. I'm going to charge into the Speed ​​Force and steal it from you."

Listening to Batman's outrageous plan, Barry shook his head rapidly: "No, this is a Batman plan that won't work!"

But to some extent, Batman is also stubborn.

He stepped on the gas, and the Batmobile roared, transforming into a red streak of light as it hurtled toward the Speed ​​Force portal that shimmered with golden light.

The raging chariots collided with the mysterious Speed ​​Force, and strange energies intertwined.

Barry screamed as his body began to crumble, revealing muscle fibers and then the white bone beneath.

"Don't do that!"

Barry said this in his last second before losing consciousness.

"The rest of the story is simple: the Flash, who was strapped to the vehicle, turned to dust the moment he crashed into the tunnel of the Super Speed.

"However, the Speed ​​Force has always been shrouded in mystery."

"Under the influence of some strange energy, Barry's body perished, but his consciousness merged into Batman's body."

"Then Batman gained the Speed ​​Force, but at the same time, another soul appeared within him."

High in the sky, not far from the city center, Gino recounted the events to Clark.

"After that, the Red Death Bat was born."

"A monster with the abilities of the Flash and the intelligence of Batman."

Listening to Gino's account, Clark swallowed hard. "Honestly, that's insane."

"Yes, but we'll have to get used to madmen sooner or later."

The boy shook his head slightly, and the cold wind lifted the bright silver cloak.

"Let's go!"

Gino descended from the sky with Clark.

They passed through the clouds, over tall buildings, and suddenly crashed down into the Speed ​​Force storm.

"Scatter!" Gino clenched his fist and slammed it down at the Speed ​​Force storm swirling around the city!

With a flash of golden speed force, the originally massive storm seemed to be obstructed and quietly stopped before dissipating.

At the same time the storm disappeared, the Red Death Bats in the Central City Laboratory also sensed all of this.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of excitement flashing in them: "I sensed the power of the Speed ​​Force!"

"Perhaps the other party is Barry from this universe!"

He strode forward, his movements swift and powerful, like a streak of red and black lightning.

"Whoosh!"

Appearing on the ground in an instant, batarang in hand, Red Death Bat's gaze fell on Gino beside Clark, his expression slightly taken aback: "How come it's him?"

Despite his doubts, he still gripped the batarang and thrust it towards the boy's neck.

He knew his opponent had a body of steel and superhuman speed, but he was confident he was faster.

Just as the sharp blade was about to pierce the boy's neck, Gino suddenly raised two fingers, gently pinched the sharp blade, and crushed it with a little force.

"How is this possible? How can you keep up with my speed!?"

Red Death Bat glanced around, suspecting that the guy with the lightning-fast green was hiding nearby.

But there was no one there.

He saw Gino tilt his head, and the familiar golden lightning flashed across his body, causing Red Death Bat to gasp.

"I have the Speed ​​Force you're talking about."

Gino took a slow step forward and instantly arrived beside Red Death Bat.

Under the other person's horrified gaze, Gino smiled and said, "To be fair, I'll let you run the first kilometer."

His expression was so casual, his words so relaxed, yet the sense of oppression he exerted on Red Death Bat was unparalleled.

It even made him want to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Whoosh!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the Red Death Bat transformed into a blur and instantly entered the Speed ​​Force channel to escape.

Not only does he possess superhuman strength and speed, but he also has the Speed ​​Force, making it impossible for him to imagine what kind of monster he will face.

But he knew he didn't want to die, so escaping was the only way out.

"Whoosh!"

Hurry up, run even faster!

The surrounding scenery changed like flowing light.

Barry's voice echoed in his mind again: "You can't outrun him."

The other person's voice carried a more relaxed tone: "He has Clark's speed, and also the Speed ​​Force."

"It's like a tortoise race, and the other side is clearly not an arrogant person."

"Maybe it's all time to end this." Barry's voice carried a hint of relief; the feeling of witnessing the other party's evil deeds while being powerless to stop them had been absolutely awful.

Fortunately, the Red Death Bat's death arrived.

Just as Barry had guessed, a dazzling golden light flashed, closing the distance to the Red Death Bat at an alarming speed.

"No, I won't collapse in a place like this!"

The Red Death Bat gritted its teeth and frantically swung its arms to increase its speed.

But no matter how hard you run, no matter how hard you try.

Just as Barry had said, the footsteps behind them were getting closer and closer.

But it's like a seasoned prey, or a skilled angler fishing.

The other party was unhurried, seemingly waiting for him to exhaust himself before striking.

Batman's wisdom told him he couldn't do this; he had to rebel.

But fear prevented him from even having the will to resist!

The flow of time within the Speed ​​Force is clearly different from that outside.

The Red Death Bat ate the last chocolate bar in its pocket to replenish its energy.

After running for an unknown amount of time, a feeling of weakness and powerlessness overwhelmed him.

"Thump!"

Unable to withstand the Speed ​​Force, Red Death Bat's eyes were filled with resentment.

He felt his hair being roughly grabbed, and a mocking voice sounded from behind him: "How long can you run away from your destiny?"

(End of this chapter)