Bang! A corpse fell in front of Robin King. He looked up and saw the silhouette of a pig-headed figure in a lit window above, raising a cleaver high.
Long, narrow objects hung one after another from his back. When one turned around, Robin King clearly saw that it was a human arm.
Robin King narrowed his eyes. He was very young, and in the era when he had become Robin King, he had never heard of such a criminal in Gotham.
Robin King decided to go up and take a look. That guy wanted any intelligence he could get, so all Robin King had to do was bring back some information on a seemingly vicious criminal to fool him. The Batman who looked like a monster had already been enough to report back with. Add this one, and he could call the mission a perfect success.
Robin King wanted to find the entrance to the building and sneak inside, but suddenly, a golden bolt of lightning flashed past him, too fast to leave even the faintest trace.
"The Flash?" Robin King muttered quietly. Then he reached for his belt and quickly pulled out a small bottle—Robin King called it "Anti-Speed Force Toxin."
This poison could dissolve the Speed Force and poison any Speed Force user within it. It had been specifically developed to deal with Speed Force users.
Of course, Robin King had another measure prepared for Barry Allen, the creator of the Speed Force. Before coming to this universe, he had gone to another universe to retrieve the remains of The Flash's mother and soaked them in the poison. As long as The Flash rushed over and embraced his mother, he would inevitably be poisoned.
The thought of his advance preparations proving useful sent a thrill of excitement