Gotham City.

Wayne Manor.

There was no one in the huge castle, and the whole castle was filled with loneliness and darkness.

The excitement and love of the past ceased to exist with the sound of a gunshot. Only the old man with white hair hid himself in his cloak and filled his heart with revenge and judgment.

Of course, every night late at night, the wild laughter coming from deep underground also adds a bit of eerieness to this manor.

Barry Allen stood at the door of the manor, looking at this familiar but now very unfamiliar place, and couldn't help but frown.

Since I woke up today, the whole world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Some heroes have disappeared, disappearing in ways that have never been heard of.

Some heroes have changed, from the inside out.

Even himself, the famous Flash, no longer exists, neither his reputation nor his abilities.

Barry Allen at this moment is just an ordinary person.

Even his mother, who was originally dead, is still alive and well.

How can this make him not excited or happy?

But when he saw the fallen London on TV, he finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

The King of Atlantis, Arthur Curry, a hero who originally loved life and commanded the Seven Seas, is now trying to destroy the world, and has launched a fierce battle with the Amazons, led by Diana Prince.

Both sides are life-or-death enemies, and they have sacrificed thousands of lives, oh, tens of thousands of lives, for a ridiculous and ridiculous reason.

Barry Allen knew that this was his responsibility, so he immediately thought of his old friend.

An awe-inspiring and reassuring nightwalker.

Batman, Bruce Wayne!

But standing in front of Wayne Manor, looking at the completely different environment, he felt worried.

What if even Batman has changed? What should I do?!

Thinking of this, he shook his head and shook off the chaotic thoughts. He took one last look at the overgrown Wayne Manor, then turned and walked towards the dense forest on the side.

Compared to Wayne Manor, he was more familiar with that damp cave.

……

It was night, the moon was dark, the wind was high, and there was lightning and thunder.

A high-pitched voice sounded from the balcony on the roof.

"The key point is to completely reproduce the conditions at the time of the accident!"

The voice was old but loud.

"Then we can put out the fire faster, okay?"

This is the voice of a young man, and his tone is full of confidence.

On the terrace at the top of the castle, Batman, dressed in black, was seen sitting on a chair, staring at a man sitting on an electric chair not far away and covered with bandages.

From the gaps in the bandages, you can see patches of burnt black skin. It's not even skin, it's just mushy flesh.

There is a slender metal pole standing on the electric chair he is sitting on. In this weather environment, this long metal pole standing here is undoubtedly a lightning rod.

Thomas Wayne frowned, worried about Barry Allen.

Since he came to the door two days ago and said that he was the Flash from another universe, he began to ask himself to help him recover his lost super powers.

But the result of the first experiment was to turn him from a handsome young man into a charred man covered in bandages.

But even so, he still refused to give up and successfully convinced himself again to conduct a second experiment.

Originally, he was too lazy to deal with this kind of thing, but the scene in another universe that the other party described to him was too tempting for him, so he agreed to help him.

If this experiment fails again, this young man will die.

But, what does this have to do with him?

If it fails, just go and deal with one more corpse.

But if it succeeds, Bruce can be "resurrected"!

That's enough!

Barry Allen stared at the sky, waiting for the arrival of the lightning.

The next moment, lightning struck as expected, striking the lightning rod hard, and the electric current penetrated Barry Allen's body almost instantly.

"Ah!" Barry's whole body suddenly tensed up, and the severe pain almost made him faint, but he had an experience and knew that as long as he could resist this wave, things would be fine.

Electricity continued to shuttle through Barry Allen's body, and soon integrated with his cells. The bright blue lightning gradually changed color, and golden-red arcs began to rotate around him.

Barry smiled.

Because he found that everything around him began to become soft and slow. He raised his arm, and the golden-red arc surrounding it kept flashing.

Cheers!

Excited!

"Perfect!" He knew that he succeeded.

However, before cheering and celebrating, there is one more important thing to do!

In front of him at this moment, Batman Thomas is frozen in mid-air. Under him is a layer of fence. The tip of the fence is not very sharp, but a flesh and blood body will still be pierced if it falls on it.

In order to save himself just now, Thomas was rushed out of the terrace by the explosion shock wave caused by lightning.

However, in Barry's eyes, Thomas' movements were slower than that of a turtle. Not to mention that he hadn't fallen yet, even if he had had close contact with the railing, Barry would have had enough time to save him.

He suddenly stood up, the bandages on his body had been burnt to ashes by lightning, and drifted away in the wind as he moved, revealing the charred and twisted muscles underneath.

But at this moment, the bloody body, surrounded by golden-red arcs, gradually began to scab, then shed its skin, and finally revealed its tender red muscles.

At this time, Thomas had fallen below the terrace floor, but Barry closed his eyes, trying to enjoy the powerful feeling throughout his body.

The skin on his body also transformed faster and faster, and soon it completely faded away from the blackness and returned to normal skin. However, there was no hair on his body, which looked a bit strange.

The surrounding raindrops are suspended in the air, like a fake background.

At this time, Batman Thomas had completely disappeared in front of him.

At the same time, Barry's body grew hair at an extremely fast speed. He only felt his scalp itching. He reached out and scratched his scalp to feel the toughness of the hair, and couldn't help but reveal an awkward smile.

That handsome young man is back again.

I, The Flash, am back!

The next moment, Barry's whole body sank slightly, assuming a rather handsome posture.

"Ode!"

Barry's entire body disappeared in an instant, leaving only flashes of golden-red arcs in the air, exploding in the air, forming small sparks.

At the same time, his figure appeared next to Thomas. He was standing on the top of a railing, his slender body in the electric light, like a god descending.

At this moment, Thomas was still falling slowly downward, and the distance from the top of the railing was gradually shortening.

Barry could even see half of Thomas' face exposed under the mask, frozen in shock. What made him most curious was that Thomas' eyes were looking in his direction with difficulty.

What does this mean?

This shows that Thomas' thinking can keep up with his own speed, but is limited by the reaction speed of his body.

"Are all Batmans like this?" He couldn't help but said to himself, and at the same time reached out to support Thomas's back, supporting him to walk nimbly on the top of the slender railing, his steps brisk and elegant, not at all affected by Thomas's weight and the weight under his feet.

"The road is rough" and any burden arises.

Arriving under the tree in the courtyard in an instant, Barry gently placed Thomas on the ground. It was not that he liked to be so gentle, but in a world of extreme speed, he had to be gentle.

The next moment, he broke away from the world of extreme speed.

Thomas felt as if all his internal organs had been displaced, and his back hurt so much, as if he had been hit by Optimus Prime.

He involuntarily straightened his back, looked at the naked Barry Allen, and looked at the intact skin all over his body, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Have all your injuries healed? You should have died!"

"I told you, I'm fast!" Barry looked proud, "But I think I need some equipment now!"

Thomas threw him a ring, Barry reached out to catch it, rubbed the ring, and a yellow tights popped out.

Looking at this dress, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"What's wrong?"

Barry said: "The color is too fancy, I like something a little more low-key."

As he spoke, his whole body began to vibrate at high speed, forming afterimages on the spot, just like some kind of massage device.

When he reappeared, he was already wearing a red tights.

Just like Batman Thomas, his entire face is usually covered by a mask, with only the lower half of his face exposed, making him unrecognizable.

The golden lightning on the chest is brilliant and full of majestic energy.

"Next, we have to stop the war between Atlantis and the Amazons and restore peace to the world!"

"I do know someone who has the same idea as you!" Thomas said, "But he seems to be short of manpower."

"It doesn't matter, it's me. Besides, we have a powerful helper!"

"Who?"

"Super Man!"

"Never heard of it!"
Chapter completed!