The World Turned Upside Down, All to Pay Back a Debt (End of Volume)
"What?!"
"I can reverse time???"
In the ruins of Gotham, Barry Allen, leaning against an irregular rock, stared wide-eyed at the serious-looking robot cat in front of him, his face filled with disbelief.
Are you kidding me!
Why didn't he know he could reverse time?
When did he become so awesome?
This skill is unbeatable!
"No, to be precise, it's the Speed Force within you."
With a wave of its chubby little hand, Woz conjured up Barry Allen's data model.
This is data that Woz collected when he helped Barry Allen with his training, including some information about the Speed Force.
"How do we do it?"
Beckett's eyes flickered as he slowly rose from Darkseid's corpse.
"Run."
Woz's answer was concise and clear.
This is just a guess by Woz, a conjecture based on the characteristics of the Speed Force.
The existence of the Speed Force ensures that Barry Allen's body will not perish due to the irresistible pressure during time travel.
"Wait, I can just run back in time and change history?"
Barry Allen looked completely bewildered.
He had only heard that the speed of light could theoretically allow one to amuse oneself, but he had never heard of anyone being able to travel back in time simply by running.
"Theoretically speaking, that's true."
Under the watchful eyes of Beckett and Barry Allen, Woz sped up the Barry model in his hands.
Once the Speed Force agitates to a certain extent with Barry Allen's movements, a time singularity will occur.
By crossing this singularity of time, one can travel back in time and change the history one desires.
"However, judging from this simulation, only Barry Allen, who possesses the Speed Force, can pass through this singularity."
Woz glanced at Beckett with a troubled expression.
What's the point of having only Barry Allen go back?
He couldn't beat Darkseid.
"I can keep up with his speed." Beckett glanced at the numbers displayed on the screen, feeling no pressure whatsoever.
He'd dare go through if Barry Allen could open the singularity.
With his energy and body at their peak, Beckett was fearless.
"???"
"No, Your His Highness Beckett, your health makes it impossible—"
"Go on, now." Beckett glanced at Woz.
"No, Your His Highness Beckett, Woz absolutely forbids you from doing this."
"Your life is in danger, this—"
"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt." Woz was interrupted by Barry Allen raising his hand as he argued his case.
"I have something very important to say." Seeing Beckett and Woz's eyes both turn to him, Barry Allen then pointed to his paralyzed lower body.
"As you can see, I can no longer run."
"..."
"..."
His legs have been ruined by Darkseid, what's the point of him running?
Woz blinked. After the scan, the results showed that this was indeed the case.
Darkseid was so annoyed by this annoying fly that he broke its legs—the kind that are beyond repair.
Barry Allen, who is destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, still seems somewhat optimistic. "Maybe my legs will heal themselves in a few decades?"
"In fact, my injuries heal very quickly."
"I—wait, Beckett, what are you doing?" Barry Allen, who was about to startle, was startled when he saw Beckett extend his right hand toward him, and a silvery-white light flashed on his five fingers.
"I'll kill you."
Call out!
Before he could finish speaking, Barry Allen breathed his last with an incredulous look in his eyes.
"Woz, activate the Mother Box." Beckett kicked one of the Mother Box at his feet into Woz's hands.
"No, Your His Highness Beckett!"
"You absolutely cannot do that!" Woz refused Beckett's order, a rare occurrence for him.
"Woz!"
"No way!" Woz, who had his own consciousness, raised his head and refused to agree no matter what.
It shouldn't have talked about the Speed Force.
At that moment, Woz felt immense regret.
"The history altered by the Speed Force could very well lead to a completely different trajectory for this world, Your His Highness Beckett. This is an unforeseen event that even you cannot guarantee!"
In a fit of anger, Woz immediately resorted to the theory of time accidents.
"Administrator privileges, authorized by Beckett, issue the command: Disable autonomous mode."
Beckett was too lazy to argue with Woz, so he simply switched the intelligent Woz to manual mode.
Sizzle!
After directly setting the command to "Activate Mother Box", Beckett sent the Mother Box back to Woz.
A surge of immense energy erupted, and with lightning-fast reflexes, Beckett activated Super Saiyan mode, slamming the Mother Box onto Barry Allen's corpse...
"Ah!"
Barry Allen, who had been on his deathbed, sat up with a start and was successfully resurrected. He looked around in a daze and then came into view Beckett, who had his hands behind his back.
"Beckett?!"
"You?!"
"I—" Barry Allen, who had just woken up, felt that something was wrong.
Are you more agile now?
"Don't just sit there, stand up and run."
Beckett closed the Mother Box and kicked Barry Allen.
Before the power boost from the Mother Box fades, he must quickly increase Barry Allen's speed to a level sufficient to escape the time singularity.
As for the training method...
"Wait, Beckett, let's discuss this again, let's change it—ah!"
"Hurry, run!"
With his flowing black hair, Beckett opened his golden eyes, crossed his arms over his chest, and countless energy orbs appeared behind him.
Dead?
It's alright.
The Mother Box is back in action, waiting for you.
With Beckett holding three Mother Box, Barry Allen would have a hard time even dying.
The inhuman torture and cruel training meant that Barry Allen himself couldn't remember how many times he had died.
The only thing he could remember was Beckett's expressionless face and that one nightmarish word. "Run!"
Run!
Run!
Run!
Barry Allen, who had been running briskly day after day on the makeshift track built by the manual version of Woz, gradually reached a state of selflessness and finally stirred up a hurricane of time!
"They're here." Beckett's spirits lifted, and a golden glint flashed in his eyes.
An incredibly powerful pressure acted directly on him, a pressure that even someone as strong as Super Four could hardly withstand.
"Tsk..." Beckett gritted his teeth and endured it, blood seeping from the torn muscles on his body.
"Aaaaaaahh..."
With a fierce roar, Beckett's eyes were incredibly determined!
But just as he approached the singularity, the pressure suddenly increased.
A powerful repulsive force suddenly came, and even someone as strong as Beckett was inevitably knocked away!
Bang!!!
Panting heavily, Beckett rolled dozens of times on the ground before suddenly looking up.
"What?!"
The singularity of time flashed by, and Barry Allen, in his state of egolessness, vanished without a trace.
With his dark hair and golden eyes, Beckett stood up, all alone in his surroundings.
"Who?!"
"Who is it?!"
"Come out!!!"
Beckett was extremely anxious; history was about to change—
Um?
As the swirling ashes swept past Beckett's eyes, Gotham City, which should have been in ruins, was slowly rebuilt before Beckett, who held the Mother Box in his hand.
"This is?!"
The blinding white light made Beckett instinctively close his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was a completely new world.
Kansas State Library, USA.
Mera, who had sneaked out of the underwater world, sat down to read a book when a strange figure sat down in front of her.
"Excuse me, this seat is taken..." Mera murmured as she looked up at the expressionless man in front of her.
"I know."
"But you lost your money."
The man in the floral shirt and beach shorts took out a 100-dollar bill from his pocket, weighed it down with a book of Norse Mythology, and pushed it in front of Mera.
"My money?"
Mera looked puzzled, took out her wallet from her Prada bag, and buried her head in counting the assets she had acquired through the exchange.
"No, are you mistaken? Hey, wait a minute!"
Mera after confirming that she hadn't miscounted, only to find that the man in the floral shirt and beach shorts had already reached the library entrance.
He hurriedly got up, grabbed the hundred dollars that was under the book "Norse Mythology: Twilight of the Gods," and rushed after them.
"Hey! Wait a minute! You've got the wrong money, this isn't mine!"
"Wait a minute! Can you hear me?! Hello!"
Mera, who had caught up with Mera on the road, scratched her head, finding it hard to believe that someone of her physique couldn't keep up with a human.
"What a strange person." Mera looked at the hundred-dollar bill in her hand, shook her head in confusion, and returned to her seat.
"Norse Mythology: Twilight of the Gods?"
Confused and curious, Mera opened the book's title page.
"Um?"
"What's this?"
A high-tech chip was tucked inside the book. Mera picked it up and examined it closely, but couldn't make heads or tails of it.
Boom!
Just as they were wondering what was going on, a loud bang suddenly came from the sky.
A terrifying pressure immediately spread through Mera's heart!
"It's time to go back, Woz."
"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett."
As Beckett changed back into his loose black Battle Suit, the robot cat Woz responded with a serious expression, as if afraid that the man in front of him would see his guilty conscience.
"Odin, wash my neck and wait."
With a fierce glint in his eyes, Beckett twisted his neck and instantly detonated three Mother Box!
Boom!!!!!
The terrifying energy immediately alarmed all the powerful beings in the world.
In Metropolis, Clark and his girlfriend, who were lying on the farm with Diana, exchanged a glance and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.
In Gotham City, Bruce Wayne, who had just begun his absurd life, had just wandered into a group of women when he saw Rachel, the woman he truly loved, looking at him with a disappointed expression.
In Star City, Oliver Quinn, the notorious playboy and son of a Star City tycoon, who disappeared several years after a shipwreck, has just made a grand and public announcement of his return...
Marvel Universe, Asgard.
Odin, who should have been asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at a certain place in the universe, and sighed with melancholy.
"Frigga."
"He's back."