As we all know, the Speed Force plane is like a circular runway, with a flat surface as the 'ground'.
No matter what kind of speedster, even Black Lightning, who is the god of death with the speed force, must follow one rule here - that is, he can only run on the track, and the direction can only be clockwise.
The man surrounded by a group of red-haired little monsters was currently floating on the 'plane', performing movements like synchronized swimming.
He probably knew Jie Yin. When Barry looked over, the other person was waving to them.
"Who is this guy? The new speedster? His pet doesn't give me a good feeling."
Barry talked about his feelings, obviously quite keen.
"An unfriendly creature who claims to be a god is the instigator of the Justice League's current troubles in the outside world."
Jieyin was out of breath. He originally left the town to find Barry.
But he soon discovered that after he started to move, he entered the speed force plane uncontrollably, even though he didn't want to go so fast.
Then the evil god Amo appeared and said that this was a cage prepared for the speedsters, just like a fish basket placed in a stream.
Next, this crazy god began to hunt down Jie Yin, seeming to enjoy it.
There is something wrong with the old man's health. Not only does Jie Yin know it, but his enemies also know it, so it's more like a cat playing with the mouse he's about to get.
But now, Barry is also trapped in, which is what Jieyin doesn't want to see.
"Should we try to knock him down?" Barry looked around and indeed noticed the difference here.
There are no exits from space-time nodes near the runway, such as picture or window-type passages.
Although there are still dense spots of light all around, like the scenery left on the retina while running at high speed, they are just simple paintings and have no meaning.
So Barry had a conjecture. He believed that this was actually a space that looked like the plane of the Speed Force. It might be infinitely extendable, but it didn't have to abide by the laws of the plane of the Speed Force.
In other words, the two can stop and then turn around to fight the bad guy?
"No, we can't stop." Jie Yin pulled Barry, and the old man shook his head repeatedly: "I've tried it before, you see."
He lifted up his cuffs and showed Flash a few scorch marks on his forearms, like scratches from burnt charcoal.
Barry is familiar with this kind of scar. He himself has seen many speedsters killed by Black Lightning. The injury unfolded like this the moment the two parties came into contact.
The entire killing process may only last a few milliseconds, but Barry can see the appearance of the initial wound.
"So in this dimension, he is the God of Speedy Death?" The Flash frowned, realizing that the simple method might not work.
"His name is Amo, at least that's what he said." Old Lightning nodded and ran as hard as he could: "Child, although I don't know how he trapped us, your guess is right. We can't let him touch us.
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"This is a bit troublesome. Alas, it would be great if Deathstroke was here. He has dealt with Black Lightning before, so he should have a way."
Xiao Shen couldn't help but think of someone trustworthy.
But he could only think about it, so he decided to run first, avoid the swimming monsters, and then see if there was any chance.
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"Ah sneeze!"
Deadpool rubbed his nose, sat on the sofa and looked around, as if he was looking for something, and pursed his lips:
"Who wants to make me handsome? Good or bad, you have to say it out loud if you love me. Why do you have a secret crush on me? It makes my nose itchy and water is flowing out."
"The thing you are talking about is actually called snot."
Edmund, who was opposite the slut, corrected him because Batman and Hercules had just entered the room, and he didn't want to cause any misunderstandings because of the harlequin's weird statement.
"Oh, of course, I'm talking about snot, haha."
Deadpool, whose mask couldn't block his vulgar aura, rubbed his hands and stood up. He looked at his sponsor, Bat, flatteringly, not wanting to be regarded as that kind of vulgar mercenary with no quality.
But in fact, Batman doesn't care about this at all. He won't take action because of what others say, he will look at what others do.
For example, on Gotham's Internet City Forum, you can scold Batman as much as you want, because this is the freedom of speech he ensures for everyone.
Without any nonsense, the dark man walked up to Deadpool and took out a test tube filled with liquid from the Bat's belt.
"Drink it."
The knight of Gotham said this, his voice was like a drowned ghost.
"This doesn't seem to be wine? It doesn't taste like alcohol, so I won't drink it. I just drank Edmund's black tea and I feel a little full now, unless..."
"I'll add money."
Batman, who knew the mercenary business, was well prepared, and his other hand conjured up a wad of green bills.
In a swish, the money was in Deadpool's hands. He drank the liquid in the test tube and then began to count the money with his saliva.
As expected of Batman, the rich man in the DC universe always spends money generously. Every time my cousin adds money, he only gives 500, but this tycoon actually gives 1,000?!
Beautiful.
"How are you feeling now?"
Diana, who valued her family, looked at Deadpool nervously. The medicinal effects of something like Speed 9 should appear immediately, and there would also be serious side effects.
After all, it is a drug that gives people super speed, and it works very quickly on its own.
"Feeling? It feels a bit sweet, but it doesn't have much flavor as a drink. Maybe it would be better with peanuts, or add some carbon dioxide into it. Have you been to India? The soda machines on the streets there are pretty good, clean and hygienic.
That’s it!”
Deadpool, who was counting the money, was in a good mood. He seemed to be drooling a lot today. The movement of counting money was also smoothed a lot and the speed became faster.
After receiving such an answer, Wonder Woman didn't know whether the current Deadpool was normal or not. She could only look at the bat beside her to see his judgment.
Batman confirmed that Wade was fine. Although the symptoms of drooling appeared, his hands that counted money turned out to have afterimages, which showed the success of the plan.
So he ignored Diana's gaze, but looked at Edmund and said:
"We'll take our leave now."
"Are we leaving now? But what were those we encountered underground before? Don't we need to deal with them? As soon as daybreak, the workers will go to work."
He signed the contract for the sewer project in Gotham Town and left it there with a completion deadline.
Although he also knew that asking a circus trapeze artist for advice would be a bit comical and that he would seek medical treatment in a hurry, but he had a vague feeling that the Batman must have a solution.
"Don't worry, those monsters are coming for us. After we leave, they will never bother you again." With that said, Batman grabbed Deadpool on the sofa and motioned with his eyes to Diana to grab him too.
, and then said: "Run, Deadpool, imagine yourself as the Flash."