"Excessive obsession and needless hatred will only trap you in endless blindness. I locked you in the Speed Force Prison partly so you could atone for the innocents you killed, and partly because I hoped you would understand this."
"Unfortunately, you disappointed me."
Fine golden currents of electricity continued to crackle, adorning the Flash in dazzling splendor. Behind that brilliance was an indescribable sense of oppression.
At least in Savitar's eyes, the Flash was more terrifying now than he had ever been before.
His efforts had been utterly futile.
His obsession was especially laughable.
Even after scheming his way into the war among eighth-level gods and seizing the Anti-Life Equation, he was still suppressed before the Flash.
Unless... he completely relinquished his restraints over the Anti-Life Equation and allowed it to fully control him, turning him into a mad beast like the Anti-Monitor.
But how was that possible? How could proud Savitar allow himself to be controlled by a mere tool?
Savitar stared blankly at the Flash. He still could not understand how he had lost.
"There's something wrong with your power!!"
Savitar glared darkly at the Flash. His torn-off hands rapidly regrew and quickly healed. At the same time, he used his own white Speed Force to destroy the golden arcs that were wreaking havoc inside his body.
In that instant of contact just now, Savitar had not only fallen behind in speed. Even his powerful body, forged by countless washes of the Speed Force, his terrifying defense, and the formidable barrier built from the Speed Force had all been pierced through by a single punch from the Flash.
It had been as fragile as paper.
The terrifying power infused with the Speed Force had directly caused Savitar's complete defeat.
"What exactly is this? Negative Speed Force? Turtle Force?