"He still hasn't come back... Looks like he really died. Tsk, tsk."
Donnie sighed.
He saw "the Flash" return to Central City. The guy had even deliberately slowed down, displaying yellow Speed Force lightning.
But Reverse-Flash was nowhere to be seen.
Who could have expected such a dramatic outcome?
Reverse-Flash had incited the Flash to travel into the past through schemes and tricks, causing him to touch the timeline and be reduced to ashes. He had unprecedentedly killed his archenemy, the Flash.
Yet he ultimately had not won, because a more terrifying Barry Allen had arrived. Naturally taking the place of the main universe's Barry, he had effortlessly crushed Reverse-Flash to death.
What a tragedy.
Reverse-Flash still had not won. Evil had killed justice, only to be killed by an even more terrifying evil. If some editor turned that kind of unpopular ending into a comic, it would probably drive away a whole crowd of readers.
"Let me see how long you can keep up this disguise..." Donnie sneered.
Batman, that old schemer who guarded against everyone, could devise complete countermeasures even for the wife and son beside his pillow. Against a superpowered being like the Flash, he probably had thousands of countermeasure plans ready—whether they were useful or not was another matter.
Savitar would definitely be exposed. It was only a question of how long he could keep pretending in front of the other Justice League veterans.
Besides, if Donnie had guessed correctly, the death of the main universe's Flash had absolutely exceeded Savitar's expectations. The main universe's Flash was originally supposed to be part of Savitar's plan.
But that had nothing to do with Donnie. All he had to do now was observe quietly and see how he could make a ruthless profit when the time came.
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