Transformers In Marvel

The world lost its voice.

Countless pictures seem to flow at the speed of light, like flowers in a mirror and moon in water, appearing in an instant, then disappearing in an instant, and finally disappear in an unknown place.

These crazily gathered information sets are constantly impacting the brains of the speedsters. This is the situation that every speedster must face when traveling through time.

The speed force endows the speedsters with super self-healing and super brains, allowing the speedsters to struggle like chicken blood, but the speed force cannot endow the speedsters with a firm will.

Those who are not determined have long been entangled by countless pictures, either died while running and became a member of the death black flash controlled by the speed force, or they were completely lost in countless eras and died alone .

Barry persisted, his eyes focused on the front where he couldn't see the end, those flashing images at the speed of light were consciously ignored by Barry, he stared at the front, feeling countless time points.

Nourish!

Suddenly, Barry's figure disappeared in the time tunnel, disappeared in any era, he was dragged away by an inexplicable force, and went to an unknown direction.

Something unknown has intervened.

...

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a second, or it may be countless years, time has long lost its meaning.

When Barry opened his eyes again, he came to a slightly strange world.

Blue sky, green grass, tidy cobblestone paths, clean benches...

Some strange, but some deja vu.

However, there is no one.

Barry looked around solemnly, he could be sure that this was not the place he wanted to come.

Absolutely not.

The last time he traveled through the timeline, Steppenwolf was still beating the superheroes on Earth. When the Flash ran to Donnie for help, Barry knew the feeling of time travel very well.

But this time, before he could run to the place, he was suddenly hit by something with a sap, and he grabbed it here.

Barry tried to speed up, but was horrified to find that the speed force in his body had disappeared, and there was no trace of it.

This is something that has never happened before.

"Swann knows something that I don't have access to..."

Barry's face was ashen, walking on the cobblestone path, walking forward slowly.

The sun was mild, shining on Barry, but it made him feel chills.

I don't know how long I walked, but it is still the same scenery, blue sky, grass, paths, benches.

Finally, Barry saw a person sitting on the bench in front of him.

It was... himself.

"Who are you?" Barry asked cautiously, frowning.

The man closed the book in his hand, put it aside casually, glanced at Barry, and then slowly got up.

"I should have told you a long time ago." The man said indifferently, his smiling face was full of calmness, but for some reason, Barry clearly felt a great sense of indifference.

"What?" Barry asked.

"cost."

The man replied, breaking a wicker and handing it to Barry.

Just when Barry was about to reach out his hand, the wicker suddenly withered, the emerald green leaves on it turned yellow and fell to the ground, time seemed to speed up suddenly.

An ominous premonition arose in Barry's heart, and he desperately urged the strength in his body, but there was still only muscle strength no different from ordinary people, and the Speed ​​Force completely disappeared from him.

"Everyone who plays with time will be played by time. I should have told you last time, but there was a guy I hated that time, so I didn't stop you."

The man handed the scorched willow branch to Barry, and said calmly: "No speedster is qualified to modify the timeline, what awaits them will be the severe punishment of time, even you, Barry."

"You want to stop me? No, who are you? Are you me? The future me?" Barry frowned, maintaining a high level of vigilance.

This place is too weird, and the person in front of him who looks exactly like him is even more weird.

"...I am not you, but I am you.

"The man said something casually, and began to walk on the winding path.

Barry looked bewildered, hesitated for a moment, and chose to follow, he could only do so.

"It doesn't matter if you are me or whoever you are, let me get out of here. I have very important things to do." Barry said in a deep voice.

"You will regret this."

"I'll regret it if I don't! Whoever you are, give me back my Speed ​​Force and get me out of here!"

The man paused, just as he was about to say something. Suddenly, his face changed slightly. The next second, the whole world began to collapse, and Barry was thrown back into the time tunnel by him.

The pan-consciousness of speed and power will not take the initiative to kill the Flash. This is a programmed program when it was created.

Barry's body was filled with speed force again, and seeing the scene suddenly returning to normal, a trace of confusion and confusion flashed in his eyes. Just now...was it fake? Or is it true? Am I affected by a time warp?

Shaking his head, Barry stared at the front and continued to run.

...

Barry is gone, looking at the speed and power of pan-consciousness having some trouble.

An uninvited guest broke into here roughly.

The white arc oscillates in this time and space, and a very sci-fi battle armor appears. The arc is so thick that it is as thick as water, and the arc is flowing on the surface of the battle armor. The white light is extremely dazzling, illuminating the darkness that does not exist.

At least in the eyes of the armor owner, this ghostly place is full of boundless darkness.

"Savitar..." Speedy Force pan-consciously looked at the visitor expressionlessly.

Savitar, the Barry Allen who went to extremes and blackened completely, the Barry Allen who killed all his friends and relatives, the man who simply abandoned the name Flash.

A man who calls himself the God of Speed.

"You touched something you shouldn't..."

With a low sound like sandpaper rubbing, white light flickered under Savitar's flat helmet, and while the figure was shaking, Savitar had already appeared in front of this pan-consciousness, smashing it into pieces with one punch .

"Sooner or later, I will regain control of you and completely wipe out this damn program of yours..."

Savitar's gloomy tone exuded a murderous intent.

A new body of consciousness was formed. This time, the pan-consciousness of super speed and force chose the image of Savitar to appear.

It was an image of Barry Allen with half of his face burned, evil, ferocious, and bloodthirsty.

"I will stop you again. If you become a god, it will be a disaster for the multiverse." Pan-consciousness said indifferently.

"Then try it out. If I lose once, I will never lose again. I only need one time to destroy you, but you will never be able to destroy me... I have been to the end of the concept of time, and I know that even many gods I don’t even know the information, I will become a god!!!”