The Death Knell

Su Ming took the Red Death and fell to the ground. The hot golden sand shot up into the sky like an explosion, and then fell like rain. A large amount of fine sand got into the gaps in the armor, and the two of them came together again. They all spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Su Ming's injuries were serious. The shock absorption of the promethium armor was poor. The self-healing cells were screaming like crazy, shouting that he should eat the person in front of him immediately. A large number of memories were also poured into his mind. , he recalled Slade's family life, his comrades and acquaintances.

In a rain forest, he, who had not yet put on the black and yellow armor, was having a fierce exchange of fire with a group of dark-skinned people. There was a large python coiling on the branch, looking coldly at the humans below.

In the endless swamp, with bullet holes all over his body and a high fever, he was carried by Holly and ran towards the helicopter that came to rescue him. In the distance, a group of strangely dressed indigenous people armed with automatic weapons were chasing them.

In a dark and shabby laboratory, he was fixed on an operating table wearing a military green T-shirt, and a bright transparent liquid was injected into his arm.

Similar images kept appearing in his mind. At first they were just like still photos, then they came to life and started playing like a movie. Finally, the perspective changed and became the first person.

The sights in front of him were too clear, they were his own memories, and even the headache it caused had overwhelmed his bloodthirsty desire, leaving him in a strange state of calm.

He let go of his hand, untied the mantra lasso, and watched as the blood of the Red Death dyed a desert red and quickly seeped into the ground.

"Ahem... Bah." Su Ming took off his helmet and spat out a mouthful of blood. Although the grenade shrapnel was blocked by his uniform, the shock caused by the explosion was completely absorbed, and it kept coming to his ribs. His eyes were bloodshot from the pain, and he could only breathe heavily to maintain his sanity.

But the plan succeeded. On the Red Death's charred chest, the bat gold penetrated his heart like a stake nailing a vampire.

The huge impact caused the sharp bat gold ore to penetrate deeper into the chest of the Red Death. In the final analysis, he is still an ordinary person. Even if the speed force user recovers faster, it is far from being able to avoid death caused by the puncture of the heart.

He is not dead yet, but Batjin is guiding the dark energy in his body to be discharged from the body. When the energy is exhausted, this kind of injury is enough to kill anyone.

Barry appeared next to him with a red light. The Speed ​​Force storm had been stopped by him running in the opposite direction. The other automatic killing tanks also stopped in place because they lost the Speed ​​Force drive.

"You succeeded, Slade." He looked at the Red Death lying quietly on the ground, panting violently, and said to Su Ming in a complicated tone.

He didn't want to kill anyone, nor did he want to see anyone die, but if he were in the same situation, he wouldn't be able to think of a peaceful solution.

"You'd better stay away, I'm worried you'll charge him." Su Ming struggled to sit up, reached out and took off the Red Death's mask, confirming that the kill was completed.

The Red Death looked very thin, which was caused by malnutrition due to excessive use of the Speed ​​Force. He was bleeding from all his orifices, and his eyes were dully looking at the fading sun in the sky.

Red lightning flowed out of his body and sank into the ground, and the black smoke coming out of Batjin's wound was almost invisible. Su Ming estimated that he still had ten seconds left.

An illusory image flashed across his face, like a soul leaving the body. His face originally looked like Bruce Batman covered with scars, but it changed with a twist, and his body was covered with scars. The red armor of flesh and blood also changed, turning into gold.

Barry was about to leave far away, but after seeing this scene, he was a little stunned.

"Wait...he looks a bit like me."

Su Ming wiped the blood on the Red Death Demon's face, turned around and looked at it. The sky in the Red Death Demon's eyes also turned black and yellow.

"That's right, this body is yours at Earth Minus 52. From now on, you should remember that it's not scary to wear a uniform. Whoever has a thin uniform will be embarrassed."

"But..." Barry tilted his head and stretched out a hand to signal a pause: "Shouldn't he be Bruce?"

"That's right, the Speed ​​Force is very capricious." Su Ming endured the pain in his chest, sat on the sand on the side, slowly took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth and lit it: "The Red Death is the Earth Minus 52 The fusion of Batman and The Flash. You know, the Speed ​​Force is almost impossible for ordinary people to master. The Batman wants the Speed ​​Force, and the Speed ​​Force blends them together. He can be either one of the two. people."

"..." Barry moved closer and couldn't bear to watch the people on the ground slowly dying.

Su Ming blew out a puff of smoke, his chest aching. He thought for a moment: "The twisted Batman soul died as the dark energy dissipated. You can get closer. That Barry is also a good person."

"...How long can he live?" Barry was silent for a moment and squatted next to Su Ming.

"Based on this blood loss rate, there are still 10 seconds at most." Su Ming gave an inferred number. The injury that would have been fatal immediately was offset by the speed force and dark energy, allowing the Red Death to live a little longer. Yes, but he is completely hopeless.

Crazy Bruce left, and his body was gradually controlled by another Barry. He could only live in a corner of his mind, watching the Red Death use the Speed ​​Force to do all kinds of evil, but he was powerless.

Now, although he is about to die, he finally feels free and relieved. When he becomes a threat, perhaps suicide is what a superhero should do.

"Deathstroke...thank you." The Flash wearing the Red Death armor spoke, and as he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood and internal organs poured out of his mouth.

Su Ming sighed, stood up, patted his butt, turned and walked towards the Vulcan Sword that fell in the desert: "Let's talk, we don't have much time."

The Red Death looked at the other Barry and turned his head with difficulty. He saw the familiar red tights and the lightning logo on Barry's chest.

A shy smile appeared on his gradually stiffening face, exactly the same as Barry's, but the loss of the Speed ​​Force made him look several times older.

"The Flash of the main world, I'm sorry, I did something wrong."

Barry crawled forward, carved two traces in the blood-stained red sand, and held the Red Death's hand in his own. Golden lightning spread from his body to the broken armor.

"We all know it wasn't you, you just... couldn't help it."

"The Speed ​​Force...is no longer useful. I'm like a leaky barrel now. Your power is leaking out in vain."

The Red Death said calmly that he had accepted all this. All his relatives and friends had died when Earth Minus 52 was destroyed by the Speed ​​Force, and he was now on his way to apologize to them.

"No, you are like me. I believe you are a good person. This is all the fault of that crazy Batman." Barry shook his head. The Speed ​​Force lightning on his body became more dense, but he could feel the Speed ​​Force poured into the Red Death. Like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Bruce is my good friend, he just..." The Red Death closed his eyes and said with difficulty: "He was deceived. Unfortunately, I am too stupid to convince him."

"You've done your best." Barry gasped. He first traveled across dimensions, raced against the Red Death, and later stopped the Speed ​​Force storm by running in the opposite direction. His physical strength was severely exhausted, and the Speed ​​Force lightning was intermittent on him. .

"I didn't do enough. I'm sorry, my other self, we damaged your middle city." The Red Death coughed. He had already seen it and saw his relatives waving to him in the Speed ​​Force: "Ahem .....Be careful with Barbatos, he is too strong."

The Speed ​​Force in Barry's body was finally disconnected, and he could no longer support it. He could only grab the Red Death's hand and squeeze it hard to express his determination.

The Red Death opened his eyes and looked at the middle city in the distance. Part of the city was damaged in the previous battle, but there were still many intact buildings. In the dim sunlight, it was like the sunset, the glass on the tall buildings. It reflects the colorful light, just like the Gem City in Midtown.

He smiled, not knowing what he was describing: "It's so beautiful...I'm going home..."

The palm covered with ceramic armor slipped from Barry's hand. Barry was so exhausted that he couldn't even hold the hand tightly.

The Red Death lay quietly in the desert outside Central City.