Su Ming fell to the ground with the Red Death Demon, and the hot golden sand grains rose into the sky as if they had exploded, and fell one after another like rain, and a large amount of fine sand was drilled into the cracks of the armor, and both of them spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
Su Ming's injuries were not light, the promethium armor had poor shock absorption, and the self-healing cells were now screaming like crazy, shouting for him to eat the person in front of him immediately, and a large number of memories also poured into his mind at the same time, he recalled Slade's family life, his comrades-in-arms and acquaintances.
In a rainforest, he was in a fierce battle with a group of dark-skinned people before he put on his black and yellow armor, and a large python was coiling on the branches, looking coldly In the endless swamp, he is carried by Holly with a high fever riddled with bullet holes, and in the distance a group of strangely dressed natives with automatic weapons are chasing them.
In a dimly lit and dilapidated laboratory, he was pinned to an operating table in an army-green T-shirt, and a clear liquid glowing with light was injected into his arm.
Similar images kept popping up in his mind, at first as still photographs, then they came to life and began to play like a movie, and finally, the perspective changed and became first-person.
The sights were so clear that they were his own memories, and even the headaches they brought had overpowered the bloodthirsty desires, leaving him in an eerie state of calm.
He let go of his hand and untied the noose of the mantra, watching as the Red Death's blood stained the desert and seeped into the ground as fast as it could.
"Ahem" Su Ming took off his helmet and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, although the grenade shrapnel was resisted by the subdue, the concussion caused by the explosion was really all received, and the pain in his ribs kept coming, his eyes were blood-red, and he could only pant to maintain his sanity.
But the plan succeeded, and on the Red Death's charred chest, Bat Gold pierced through his heart like a stake nailed to a vampire.
The huge impact force made the sharp bat gold ore penetrate deeper into the Red Death's chest, he was still an ordinary person after all, even if the speed force user recovered relatively quickly, but it was far from avoiding death caused by the heart being pierced.
He wasn't dead yet, but Bat Gold was channeling the dark energy out of his body, and when the energy was gone, the injury was enough to kill anyone.
Barry appeared beside him with a red light, and the Temporal Storm had been stopped by him by running in reverse, and the other auto-killing chariots had also stopped in place due to the loss of the Celestial Force.
"You made it, Slade."
He looked at the Red Death Demon lying quietly on the ground, gasped violently, and said to Su Ming in a complicated tone.
He didn't want to kill people, and he didn't want to see people die, but if the previous situation had changed for him, he couldn't think of a peaceful solution.
"You'd better stay away, I'm afraid you'll recharge him."
Su Ming struggled to sit up, reached out and peeled off the Red Death's mask, confirming that the kill was complete.
The Red Death looked very emaciated, caused by malnutrition from the overuse of the Speed Force, and he was bleeding from all his orifices and staring blankly at the dimming sun in the sky.
Red lightning flowed out of his body and sank into the ground, and the black smoke coming out of the bat gold's wound was almost invisible, and Su Ming expected him to have more than ten seconds to go.
An illusory image flashed across his face, like a soul detached from his body, his face was originally a scarred Bruce Batman, but with a twist it changed, and the red armor covered in flesh and blood on his body also changed and turned gold.
Barry was about to leave a little farther away, but he was a little stunned when he saw this.
"Wait, he looks a little like me."
Su Ming wiped the blood on the Red Death Demon's face, turned it over and looked at it, and the sky in the Red Death Demon's eyes also turned black and yellow.
"That's right, this body is you with minus 52 on the earth, you have to remember that it is not terrible to hit the shirt in the future, and whoever subdues the thin is embarrassed."
"But," Barry tilted his head and held out a hand to signal a pause, "shouldn't he be Bruce?"
” "That's right, the speed force is very capricious."
Su Ming endured the pain in his chest, sat on the sand on the side, slowly took out a cigarette, and lit it on his mouth: "The Red Death is the combination of Batman and Flash of minus 52 on Earth, you know, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to grasp the speed force, that Batman wants the speed force, and the speed force blends them together, he can be any of the two." ” Barry leaned closer, and he couldn't bear to watch the people on the ground slowly move towards death.
Su Ming gently exhaled a puff of cigarette, his chest ached hotly, and he thought for a moment: "The twisted Batman soul died with the dissipation of dark energy, you can get closer, that Barry is also a good person." ” "How long will he live?"
Barry was silent for a moment and crouched beside Su Ming.
"At this rate of blood loss, there are 10 seconds left at most."
Su Ming said an inferred number, the injury that would have been fatal immediately was offset by the speed force and dark energy, allowing the Red Death Demon to live for a little longer, but he was completely hopeless.
Crazy Bruce is gone, and his body is gradually being controlled by another Barry, who has been living in the corner of his mind, watching the Red Death use his speed force to do all kinds of evil deeds, and he can't do anything about it.
Now, despite his imminent death, he finally feels free and relieved, and when he becomes a threat, maybe suicide is what a superhero should do.
"Death Knell, thank you."
The Flash, dressed in Red Death armor, spoke, and as he spoke, a large amount of blood and pieces of internal organs poured out of his mouth.
Su Ming sighed, stood up, patted his buttocks, and turned his head towards the Vulcan Sword that fell in the desert: "Let's talk, there is not much time." ” The Red Dead looked at the other Barry, turning his head with difficulty, and he saw the familiar red tights, as well as the lightning bolt sign on Barry's chest.
A shy smile appeared on his stiffening face, exactly the same as Barry's, but the passage of the speed force made him look several times older.
"The Flash of the Overworld, I'm sorry I did something wrong."
Barry crawled forward, making two marks in the blood-stained red sand, grabbing the Red Death's hand in his own, golden lightning spreading from his body onto the shattered armor.
"We all know it's not you, you're just out of your own hands."
"The speed force is useless, I'm like a leaky barrel now, and your power is overflowing in vain."
The Red Death calmly said that he had accepted all of this, that all of his relatives and friends, who had died long before Earth minus 52 was destroyed by the Speed Force, were now on his way to apologize to them.
"No, you're just like me, I'm sure you're a good guy, and that's all to blame on that crazy Batman."
Barry shook his head, the lightning on his body was even denser, but he could feel the speed force poured into the Red Death's body like a stone sinking into the sea.
"Bruce is a good friend of mine, he's just," the Red Dead said with difficulty, closing his eyes, "he's been deceived, but I'm too stupid to convince him." ” "You've done your best."
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Barry gasped for breath, he first traveled through the dimension, then raced with the Red Dead, and then stopped the Temporate Storm by running in the opposite direction, his physical strength was severely overdrawn, and the lightning of the Divine Tempora was intermittent on him.
"I haven't done enough, I'm sorry, another me, we damaged your Midtown."
The Red Death Demon coughed, he had seen it, and saw his relatives beckoning to him in the speed force: "Ahem be careful of Barbatos, he's too strong." ” Barry's speed force finally disconnected, and he couldn't support it, so he grabbed the Red Death's hand and clenched it hard to show his determination.
The Red Death opened his eyes and looked at Midtown in the distance, the city had been partially destroyed in the previous battle, but there were still many intact buildings, and in the dim sunlight, it was like the setting sun, and the glass on the tall buildings reflected a colorful halo, just like Midtown's nickname, Gem City.
He smiled, not knowing what he was describing: "It's so beautiful that I'm home" The palm covered in ceramic armor slipped from Barry's hand, and Barry's physical strength was too much to even hold that hand.
The Red Death lay silently in the desert outside Midtown.
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