DC Tyrant

Emperor Building.

Negative nine layers, the steel is cold, mixed with a little oily smell after fresh.

The Flash's situation was not good. He was hung in the air by a large font. Thick pipes connected his hands and legs. His legs were mechanical prosthetics. The new, smooth steel surface was glowing with a cold gelatinous light.

There are dozens of transparent tubes the size of arteries, penetrating arteries all over his body, connecting to the heart vessels, anesthesia and constant blood draws to monitor his body.

'Zizi...'

The yellow arc slashed from him, hitting the dust around his skin with a 'crackling' sound.

In the pipes on his body, a yellowish energy mixed with his blood was absorbed and sent to various places for research.

Speed ​​force!

He was restricted, controlled the frequency of the speed force, and absorbed, through the pipeline, collected the speed force for measurement and research.

"Your Majesty, his body's cell recovery ability is dozens of times that of ordinary people. In the nucleus of the cell, a strange energy is emitted from the operation. This energy moves extremely fast. In one thousandth of a second, It disappears when it appears, and it is difficult to capture and exploit.”

"We can only study this speed force by drawing his blood every time, coupled with the energy that emits frequent movements. Due to the relationship of time, our research is still in the exploratory stage."

"But there is a very strange discovery. I don't know where his source energy is, but as long as his body maintains nutrition, he can run this strange speed force."

"Looks like, Your Majesty, as long as he keeps his food and nutrition, the energy consumed and obtained is simply not proportional, he is a humanoid perpetual motion machine existence!!"

Ferdinand Swan, a gray-haired old man, looked at The Flash with bright eyes, his face flushed, and he reported excitedly.

Even though he has witnessed many advanced technologies in the underground research institute of the Emperor Building, which is enough to win any Nobel Prize in the world, he is still extremely shocked by this individual life with such a strange energy response.

This energy called Speed ​​Force, the power the Flash possessed, was too shocking to him.

For the subject of his research, the flesh-and-blood mechanical life power furnace, it is an existence that shocks the universe.

Even, he could almost imagine that once the flesh-and-blood mechanical technology of this energy was mixed into a flesh-and-blood technology spaceship, and it kept running to burst out the speed force, it would be enough to travel in the universe at superluminal speed.

Even if there is no wormhole opened, just relying on this super-light speed is enough to travel the existence of the entire solar system.

What's more, in theory, the speed of light is a point at which time can be traveled. At that time, he can even test the past of time travel, which is really shocking, sluggish, and a super event that changes the entire world.

Although there are all kinds of difficult uses, he believes that as long as it takes time, it will definitely be possible to research and use the existence of this super speed force. At that time, it is possible to travel faster than the speed of light and travel through time.

Buddy held the report researched by Ferdinand Swan and kept swiping and swiping on the tablet. His face was indifferent, and the data on the tablet was reflected in his eyes. He turned dozens of pages in a row and read after.

Buddy nodded and looked at the old man Ferdinand Swan. Originally, Buddy was only drawn in because of the surname Swan and the fact that this old man is indeed in the world and has a certain scientific and technological research authority. Owned.

Unexpectedly, this old man was unexpectedly expected. In a short period of time, based on the theory proposed by the Flash's speed force, he inferred a certain speed force application efficiency.

The earth scientists in this world are really wild and powerful.

"Well done, keep him well nourished, wake him up first, I have something to talk to him about."

Bardi stretched out the tablet and said.

The old man Ferdinand Swan's expression froze, he hesitated for a while, took the tablet from Bardi's hand, and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, once you let him recover his strength, he will use his full power to absorb the speed force that he doesn't know where it comes from. , I'm afraid I will break free..."

All along, he has remained in the daze of The Flash, slightly extracting the blood of Speed ​​Force and The Flash.

Even if there is a cooling device nearby, which can cool down the cells and the Speed ​​Force, Ferdinand Swan would not dare to completely wake the Flash, because in his detection theory, this Speed ​​Force energy, the ultimate terror The effect is definitely not limited by the cooling device, at least according to his theoretical speculation, it is difficult to control.

Badi's face was indifferent, and he gave him a cold look.

The old man Ferdinand Swan didn't dare to remind him. He lowered his head and his eyes flashed. He could only follow Bardi's instructions to deliver enough nutrients to the Flash to wake up, stop the anesthesia drugs, and let the Flash wake up. But there is not too much strength to frequently send more speed force.

But even so, the weak Flash opened his eyelids in a daze and woke up.

The first time I saw Bardi, countless yellow electric arcs burst out from his body, his veins were about to explode, he stared at Bardi angrily, and roared: "Bamulotti!!!"

The Flash struggled, his hands clenched tightly, and his large body shook in the air. Immediately, the electric arc that emerged from his body quickly dissipated, and the blood mixed with the speed force energy was absorbed again through the pipe.

His face was in pain, and the absorbed blood was eating his flesh and blood like a heart-devouring worm. When he was uncomfortable, his body weakened, the flickering of the arc whining disappeared, his head was weakly lowered, and his face was white and panting.

"I did what I promised you, and now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Badi said indifferently.

The Flash lowered his head, panted heavily, raised his pupils with difficulty, stared at Bardi, and forced a sneer: "You Bamulotti, aren't you omnipotent? There are also people who want to go back to the past and change their regrets. ?"

Bardi was silent, his eyes staring at The Flash coldly.

The air was filled with silence.

The faint cold air molecules spread in the air, quietly touching the skin, giving Badi and The Flash a cool touch.

After watching The Flash silently for a while, Bardi spoke slowly.

"I can find your relatives, all your relatives who are hostile to me."

"But all along, I haven't checked and paid no attention to where you place your relatives because I don't want to implicate your family who also love you because of your stupid behavior."

"This is my respect for you, resisting me."

"I can just deal with you."

"However, it doesn't mean that you have the right to laugh at me here and not carry out what you promised me!"

Buddy said slowly and threateningly: "The Flash, do you mean to refuse to promise me?"

The Flash's face turned grim for a moment, panting heavily, gnashing his teeth, and roaring deeply from the depths of his throat: "Ba! Miu! Luo! Emperor!!"

Buddy was silent, staring blankly at The Flash.

angry for a while.

The Flash was bitter, colic, and helplessly and painfully said: "I will help you go back to the past, but you have to promise me that you will never hurt other people's families and my parents."

Badi suddenly fell silent, and stared at The Flash with a frown, his eyes flashing strange colors.

"You mean...parent...mother? Father? Mother?"

"Your mother, when you were a child, wasn't it killed by a robber who broke into the house?"

For a long time, he actually didn't know which world this was, because the number of parallel universes in the DC world was unimaginable, there were definitely more than 52, and there was no way to know which world it was.

However, there is only one rare world where the Flash's mother did not die...

"Enough, Barmulotti, I promise you, I will obey your orders, my mother, father, please let them go!"

The Flash gritted his teeth, tears dripping from his eyes, dripping onto the icy ground, dripping teardrops, dripping through the slightly cold mist on the ground, and gently churning.

Badi's eyes narrowed in horror, his hands and feet were cold, and a huge wave suddenly erupted in his heart.