Just as Barry-Alan wished, the lightning fell and hit his body.
Zizzi! Sizzle!
Batman tilted Cloak, blocked it in front of him, and then jumped out for a distance to avoid being affected by the current.
Luke stood still. He even walked through the core of the sun. It would be a problem to break through the defense with this little damage.
Relying on Golden Trident, the current was induced and concentrated on Barry's body.
Sizzle!
The iron chair firmly restrained the struggling Flash.
The glass bottle of chemical reagents exploded, and various potions were poured on the body, mixed with electric current, and suddenly a raging fire broke out.
Just like what Luke described, Barry tied to the chair is like the ingredients being grilled on a teppanyaki.
"Hurry up and save people!"
Seeing that Barry was about to burn into coke, Batman rushed forward, preparing to put out the flames with Cloak.
"Wait a little longer."
Luke stopped Thomas-Wayne's move. With Golden Trident in hand, controlling the intensity of the current, he could ensure that Barry-Allen's life was not in danger.
Although, Flash is currently severely burned and is on the verge of death.
But according to Luke's estimate, the opponent can probably last four or five seconds.
Superheroes are usually tough-minded, so he thought he could take another look at the situation.
"You're crazy! He's dying..."
Boom!
Another bolt of lightning fell.
It penetrated Barry like a spear, and strands of blazing electric light enveloped it.
"It's done!"
Luke nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that there was no need to wait again.
"This..."
Thomas-Wayne looked at the clumps of chemical liquids floating upwards in violation of the laws of physics with shocked eyes.
The lightning that struck down seemed to form some kind of force field, covering Barry-Allen.
"My Speed Force... is back!"
The person who feels it most directly is Barry himself.
He felt like time had slowed down and everything had slowed down.
The stimulating energy rushing like lightning surged through the body again.
It's like blood, water and milk blend together, innate.
"I am Flash."
Barry broke free from the shackles of the chair through high-speed vibration in just a moment.
Then, he quickly ran around the Wayne Manor, regaining the long-lost feeling of pleasure.
That kind of wind sound and air flow are all assimilated by Speed Force, and the whole person turns into a wonderful experience of lightning.
"Dr. Wayne, I told you, I am the fastest man in the world."
Barry ran into Batcave, found the uniform of Reverse-Flash, and used high-speed vibration to change the fibrous tissue, turning the yellow uniform into the red of Flash.
Putting on a brand new uniform, he appeared in front of Thomas-Wayne, waiting for the other's incredibly shocked look.
"Well, for a man, being too fast is not something worth showing off."
In the eyes of Thomas-Wayne, all that Barry did took less than a second.
But he didn't show too obvious emotions. Instead, he casually said an adult's dirty talk.
This calm look made Barry a little embarrassed, and he could only turn his eyes to Luke.
However, the latter is also very calm.
Luke hit the Snap and said softly, "Congratulations on getting back your own Speed Force, then it's time to reverse everything."
"But, I have a question. Barry, at your current speed, can you open a passage through time and space?"
He was asking knowingly.
Flash Currently, it is definitely not possible.
On the one hand, the existence of Reverse-Flash prevents him from exerting his full strength.
Every time Barry takes a step, the Speed Force generated will be absorbed by him and Reverse-Flash.
Unless Reverse-Flash is willing to cooperate, it will be difficult for him to open the space-time wormhole again.
On the other hand, he had just regained his super speed and was in a weakened state.
"It's hard."
Barry is also self-aware.
When he was running around the Wayne Manor just now, he noticed that his speed had slowed down.
"Then is there any way to get you back to your original speed?"
Luke continues to guide Barry. He actually has several methods.
The simplest thing is to kill Reverse-Flash and let Flash absorb the complete Speed Force.
It's just that the guy Albert-Thawne is probably hiding in a corner at this time, and it's not easy to find him.
"Cosmic Treadmill."
Barry seems to be remembering something.
Flash has a treadmill specially used by speedsters. If there is a situation where he has to travel through time and space, he will run with all his strength and use the resonance between himself and the universe to determine where to go.
This sounds like it has no scientific basis, but Speed Force itself is a thing that applies the laws of physics to the ground and rubs it.
"Well, I've heard about this amazing... treadmill."
Luke nodded, this is currently a relatively feasible method.
"However, I need a helper who can perform professional data analysis and model calculations, and preferably a supercomputer."
Barry requested.
He had just seen it. There was only one desktop computer in the Wayne Manor with an Internet speed slower than a snail, and there was no qualified scientific research equipment.
No matter how top-notch scientists are, it is impossible for them to make materials out of thin air.
"Dr. Wayne should be able to handle it. These are all problems that can be solved with money."
Luke looked at Batman, but unexpectedly the latter shook his head.
Wayne Family, who has never lost in wealth, actually expressed his powerlessness?
Now even Barry was shocked!
You must know that Bruce-Wayne has always appeared in front of everyone as a rich man with a lot of money and a lot of money.
In fact, a large part of Justice League's financial expenditures and scientific research funds come from the sponsorship of Batman.
In addition to his role as a think tank and leader, he is also the father of a financial sponsor.
"I'm sorry, Wayne Group is not under my control, and I haven't been a doctor for many years. I'm afraid I can't help with super computers, purchasing materials, etc."
Thomas-Wayne said calmly without any embarrassment.
"Then what do you do for a living?"
Barry asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Being a superhero is actually a relatively expensive profession.
The purchase of various outfits and the creation of a secret base all require a certain amount of economic strength.
Flash himself relies on funding from the laboratory and sponsorship from investors.
Superman has the legacy of Krypton, and Fortress of Solitude located in Antarctica is enough to solve all problems.
Batman, Green Arrow, there is no need to say more about such rich people.
Even Wonder Woman has the rich accumulation of Paradise Island to rely on.
All in all, superheroing is not a mass occupation that anyone can get into.
"I open a casino."
Thomas-Wayne coughed twice and said unnaturally.
That's right, Batman and Penguin from Flashpoint World are partners and contracted one-third of Gotham's underground casino business.
Compared to the group boss, this is indeed not very decent and not honorable enough to say.
"Well, I thought no matter which world, Batman would always be the richest person."
Barry complained.
"Then we have to find another way."
Cosmic Treadmill is not something that can be done with a small amount of money, it is quite expensive.
"There is someone who should be able to help with this."
Thomas-Wayne looked at Blink, and he remembered Cyborg who worked for the government, that is, one of the Main Universe Justice League members, Cyborg.
In the Flashpoint world, he did not get the Mother Box technology, but transformed himself into a half-biological, half-human being.
"This guy is the spokesperson of the government. He is responsible for supervising 'unstable elements' like me. He can handle the scientific research team and funding issues."
Thomas-Wayne added.
Cyborg approached him many times and wanted Batman to join the government.
But neither Thomas nor Bruce like to get involved in politics and are very resistant to the officialdom.
"Government..."
Luke was thoughtful, but he had not forgotten that Superman in the Flashpoint world fell into the hands of the government.
The Kryptonian Spaceship, which was supposed to fly to the Kansas farm, changed its direction and fell directly into the Metropolis city center.
This also caused Superman, as an alien from the beginning, to become the private property of the military.
"I think this is a good plan."
Luke The corners of his mouth curled up.
Finally got a chance to meet my little cousin.