The world has lost its voice.

Countless pictures seem to be circulating at the speed of light, like mirror flowers, appearing instantly, then disappearing instantly, and finally disappearing in an unknown place.

These crazy collections of information constantly impact the brains of the speedy people. This is a situation that every speedy person has to face when they travel through time.

The speed force gives the speed people super self-healing and super brain, which can make the speed people fight non-stop like a chicken blood, but the speed force cannot give the speed people a firm will.

Those who are not determined have long been entangled by countless pictures, either died on the run and became a member of the black flash of death controlled by the speed of the force, or they were completely lost in countless times and died alone. .

Barry persevered hard, focusing his eyes on the front of the invisible end. The pictures flashed by the speed of light were consciously ignored by Barry. He stared at the front, feeling countless points in time.

Nourish!

Suddenly, Barry's figure disappeared in the time tunnel, disappearing in any era, he was dragged away by an inexplicable force and went in an unknown direction.

Something unknown got involved.

...

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a second, or it may be countless years, time has long lost its meaning.

When Barry opened his eyes again, he came to a slightly strange world.

Blue sky, green grass, neat cobblestone paths, clean benches...

Some are strange, but some are familiar.

But no one was lonely.

Barry looked around with solemn expression, and he could be sure that this was not where he wanted to come.

Absolutely not.

The last time we crossed the timeline, Steppenwolf slammed the superheroes on Earth. When the Flash ran over to find Downey for help, Barry knew the feeling of crossing very well.

But this time, he hadn't even gotten to the place, so he was suddenly knocked sap by something and caught it here.

Barry tried to speed up, but was horrified to find that the superpower in his body had disappeared, and he could not find a trace.

This is something that has never happened before.

"Swann knows something I can't reach..."

Barry was pale, walking on the cobblestone path, walking slowly forward.

The sun was gentle, shining on Barry, but it made him feel chills.

I don't know how long I have been walking, but the same scenery is still there, blue sky, grass, paths, benches.

Finally, Barry saw a person sitting on the bench in front of him.

That was... himself.

"Who are you?" Barry frowned and asked cautiously.

The man closed the book in his hand, put it aside, glanced at Barry, and then slowly got up.

"I should have told you a long time ago." The man said lightly, his smiling face was full of calmness, but I don't know why, Barry clearly felt a huge sense of indifference.

"What?" Barry asked.

"cost."

The man replied, breaking a wicker and handing it to Barry.

Just as Barry was about to reach out his hand, the wicker suddenly withered, and the emerald green leaves on it turned yellow, falling to the ground, and time seemed to accelerate suddenly.

An ominous premonition rose in Barry's heart, desperately urging the power in his body, but there was still only muscle power that was no different from ordinary people, and the superpower completely disappeared from him.

"Everyone who plays with time has to be played with by time. I should have told you last time, but there was a guy who hated me that time, and I didn't stop you."

The man handed the scorched willow branch to Barry and said indifferently: "No speed person is qualified to modify the timeline. What awaits them will be the severe punishment of time, even you, Barry."

"You want to stop me? No, who are you? Are you me? The future me?" Barry frowned, maintaining a high degree of vigilance.

This place is too weird, and the person in front of me who looks exactly like me is even more weird.

"...I'm not you, but I am you." The man said casually, and began to stroll along the winding road.

Barry looked dazed, hesitated, and chose to follow, he could only do so.

"No matter if you are me or who, let me leave here, I have very important things to do." Barry said solemnly.

"You will regret this."

"I will regret it if I don't do it! No matter who you are, return my superpower to me, and then let me get out of here!"

The man moved for a while and was about to say something. Suddenly, his face changed slightly. The next second, the whole world began to collapse, and Barry was thrown back into the time tunnel by him.

The speed of the pan-consciousness will not take the initiative to kill the Flash, this is the program that has been set when it was created.

Barry's body was filled with superb power again, and seeing the scene that suddenly returned to normal, a trace of dazedness and confusion flashed through his eyes. Just now... was it fake? Or is it true? Was I affected by the time tunnel?

Shaking his head~lightnovelpub.net~ Barry stared at the front and continued to run.

...

Barry is gone, seeing the speed of the pan-consciousness has some trouble.

An uninvited guest broke into here roughly.

A white arc oscillated this space and a sci-fi armor appeared. The arc that was so rich as a current was circulating on the surface of the armor. The white light was extremely dazzling, illuminating the non-existent darkness.

At least in the eyes of the owner of the battle armor, this ghost place is full of boundless darkness.

"Savita..." The speedy force pan-consciously looked at the visitor blankly.

Savita, the Barry Allen who has gone to extremes and darkening, the Barry Allen who killed all his friends and relatives, the man who simply abandoned the name of the Flash.

A man who claims to be the **** of speed.

"You touched something you shouldn't touch..."

A deep voice sounded like a sandpaper rubbing, and under Savita’s flat helmet, white light shone and flickered. As the figure swayed, Savita had appeared in front of this pan-consciousness, blasting it to pieces with a punch. .

"Sooner or later, I will regain control of you and completely annihilate this **** program of yours..."

Savita's gloomy tone exudes a violent killing intent.

A new body of consciousness is formed. This time, the speed of pan-consciousness has chosen the image of Savita to appear.

It was an image of Barry Allen with one half of his face burnt, evil, hideous, and bloodthirsty.

"I will stop you again. If you become a god, it will be a disaster for the multiverse." Pan-consciousness said indifferently.

"Then give it a try. If I lose once, I will never lose a second time. I only need to destroy you once, but you will never be able to destroy me... I have been to the end of the concept of time and know that there are even many gods. Without knowing the information, I will—become a god!!!"