The Speed Force Fury of Thunder Roar

Constantine turned around calmly and composedly. With a flick of his left hand, a gale surged forth like a tangible river, the air currents crashing against the two intersecting Bat Dart, crackling with electric arcs.

At the same time, he raised his right hand over his shoulder, turned it over, and held the cigarette between his fingers. Cleanly and elegantly, he held the cigarette between his lips and squinted at the sky.

The wind howled, tousling his golden hair and lifting the hem of his trench coat. Vast, boundless dark clouds loomed overhead, making him appear like a tiny ant proudly facing the sky. Within the clouds, lightning flickered restlessly.

"No problem!"

Constantine's lips curled slightly, calm and composed, showing no surprise what was about to happen.

He has experienced thousands of simulated battles, averaging 60 battles a day against superhumans with different abilities: mind, speed, fire, ice, rock, physical combat, magic, and all sorts of strange and powerful abilities.

Constantine's combat experience had been honed through countless realistic simulations, allowing him to face any battle with composure and calmness, no matter the time or situation.

This kind of battle is child's play for him.

In that instant, Constantine released his hold on Bruce. His trench coat shimmered with blue Yagalas runes, interspersed with Greek Secret Text, and together with the Ω on the back of the coat, emitted a soft blue light, forming a protective magic circle.

A deep blue Magic Shield instantly enveloped him.

And at this moment.

The thunder in the sky had begun to unleash its fury, and a thick bolt of lightning hurtled directly toward the Bat Dart.

The impact of the airflow was instantly dispersed, and dazzling silver lightning struck the crisscrossing, arcing Bat Dart.

'Bang'

The extreme heat of lightning causes the air along its path to expand violently, moving rapidly, forming waves, and producing sound.

The Bat Dart explodes and Destruction the moment it comes into contact with lightning.

The immense impact slammed into Constantine head-on, causing the Magic Shield to ripple with huge waves. Due to the close proximity and the violent air explosion, Constantine was knocked back.

Constantine's knees are slightly bent, his spine is leaning forward, his body is tilted to the right, and his hand is horizontal in front of him.

His leather shoes dug two long ruts in the ground, and his trench coat clung to his heels. At thirteen meters, he paused slightly, and the back of his trench coat billowed up for a moment from the impact of the airflow.

As the Magic Shield retreated, it reflected continuous ripples, which eventually disappeared as Constantine stopped walking.

Constantine stood upright, remaining calm and composed, his expression unchanged. The Magic Shield had shielded him from most of the sonic and physical impacts, though it had wasted some of his magic power.

Conversely, Bruce, who was not far away, was less fortunate.

Already immobilized by Constantine's air-weighting magic, he was now experiencing a lightning strike at close range. His body was thrown and rolled thirty meters away. Helpless, his muscles ached all over, and he couldn't get up. His eardrums were buzzing, and the air was filled with a buzzing sound. He was temporarily deafened. The sound of the air exploding was too strong, and his eyes were bloodshot and bulging. He almost fell into a coma.

"Barry ..."

Bruce gritted his teeth and groaned, his unwavering will supporting his aching body and the agonizing, deafening tinnitus. His eyelids were bloodshot, and through his red retina, he looked at Barry.

Unexpectedly, Barry's gaze remained fixed on Bruce, and the two exchanged a glance.

Bruce was taken aback, then forced a smile, his eyes bloodshot, as if conveying an unyielding will.

Never give up!

Barry looked at Bruce, his eyes filled with pain.

The two could only gaze at each other from afar, struggling internally with the inability to alleviate each other's pain.

Upon seeing Bruce, Barry felt as if his heart was being torn apart. His eyes welled with tears, and he gritted his teeth in pain and anger.

Barry wailed, heartbroken and furious at the culprit behind it all.

The person who caused his brother, Bruce, to be in this dying situation.

Give me speed!

Speed Force!

"Let me save Bruce!" Barry roared in anguish. He needed power, he needed speed!

I need to become the Flash!

At this time.

The lightning, triggered by the Bat Dart, went completely berserk.

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky surged, and thunder roared.

Constantine suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and a tingling, frantic sensation emanating from his body served as a stark warning of danger.

The amount of charge accumulated by Barry's lightning rod is enormous.

The electric arcs crackled haphazardly in the vicinity, causing fine dust particles to float up weightlessly, and the blades of grass to stand upright, as if trying to uproot themselves.

The whole scene was like Barry undergoing a tribulation. The dark clouds in the sky were surging and rolling endlessly, slightly tilting down towards Barry like a funnel.

A terrifying apocalyptic scene unfolds, with thunderous, raging lightning that threatens to destroy the sun!

Constantine's breath hitched. The heavens and earth seemed to roar in anger at this moment. Lightning bolts emerged from the dark clouds, and electric snakes and pythons writhed incessantly, crackling with violent fury.

Constantine was secretly alarmed. He cast another magic circle on himself, then lifted his feet off the ground and floated away quickly, not daring to linger in the vicinity.

The next moment, as expected, happened.

The dark clouds, slightly sloping like a hole, gathered violent lightning bolts, like a thunderous roar from the dark sky, surging towards the ground.

It was like a sudden, silvery-white light appearing from the dark distance of deep space, an expected yet astonishing thunderbolt that pierced through the world.

In an instant, the air expanded and exploded due to the thunder, forming a huge wave that crashed outwards, causing trees to tilt and be uprooted, and grass to be knocked flat on the ground.

An extremely intense, silvery-white lightning bolt seemed to connect the boundless dark clouds in the sky with the earth, and it crashed down violently.

Barry was instantly engulfed, his body seemingly floating inside. He roared in agony, his face, skin, muscles, and bones cracking as the silvery lightning disappeared without a trace.

The instant the lightning flash appeared, Bruce's eyes were blinded by the lightning. The extremely intense and dazzling silver light pierced his eyes with needle-like pain. Even with his eyelids closed, he could still see the endless flash of silver light.

Then, the violent shockwave once again tore his mangled body away, along with the grass and trees.

He remained clenched in his teeth, lost consciousness in mid-air, and fell into the ruins of trees, his fate unknown.

The thunder appeared in an instant, and the next instant, this astonishing thunder disappeared.

When the furious thunder subsided, everything seemed to fall silent.

Barry was in the sky, his entire body charred and slowly falling down.

Constantine stood at a distance, his feet planted on a huge, uprooted tree that had fallen to the side. His spine was straight, his trench coat billowing slightly behind him. He looked up, his eyes narrowed, as he watched Barry's charred corpse fall to the ground.

Just as it was about to hit the ground, the charred corpse suddenly flipped over nimbly, clenched its fists, and knelt on one knee with its head down. The charred pieces on its body cracked open and fell to the ground, revealing Barry's fair body underneath.

Yellow arcs of electricity instantly spread and rose from beneath Barry's feet, with dust rising from the ground as the arcs lost their weight.

Yellow arcs of electricity ripped across every inch of Barry's skin and hair, like an enraged lion, rising wildly and crackling violently against the dust, accompanied by a suffocating roar of fury.

Barry looked up, his hair flying wildly and wildly, his face contorted with rage, his eyes blazing with red veins, roaring as intense yellow arcs of electricity flashed across them. In an instant, his fury exploded.

"John, you dare hurt Bruce!!! I'll kill you!!"

'Peng'