Barry felt like he had never been this fast in his life.

Extreme speed, now he feels that he can easily step beyond the limits of what he once had. He left the farm, the country, and rushed into a new time zone in a matter of steps.

The neon lights of the city flickered behind him, like a river of stars flowing on the picture scroll of the night sky. The silhouette of the high-rise building recedes rapidly in the field of vision, and the windows are like a static square, reflecting the lights of thousands of homes. He galloped in the blood of the city, feeling the pulse and breath of the city.

Leaving the city, you will find a series of mountains, the silhouettes of which loom in the hazy night. The hardness of the rocks, the raw power of nature, the wind whistling through the mountains, carrying the freshness of the grass and the smell of moist soil.

At 0.01 second, the afterimage of the Flash galloped out of the mountains. He stepped on the water, and the electric light made a golden trail in the endless blue waves. The churning waves seem to tell the legend of Atlantis, and he can feel the saltiness of the sea breeze and the temperature of the sea up close. They are like a poem that speaks of the vastness and depth of the world.

He was obsessed with the feeling, the extreme speed of the world, the feeling of being part of a whirlwind, part of something greater. At this moment, he is a dancer of time and a traveler of space.

Ordinary people simply can't imagine what it's like to master such a powerful power.

But if having these means that someone else will suffer misfortune, that someone will be hurt by it, then he will not hesitate to abandon it.

Because that's who he is, Barry Allen, that's who he is. He was born to think about others, and he could never accept that someone would be hurt because of himself.

The landscape that seemed to be the whole earth receded from his vision almost instantaneously, and he ran from day to night in a second, through the torrential rain into the scorching sun, and over the snow-capped mountains and the polar regions.

Until all the scenes disappeared from the eyes, the blurred light and shadow stretched infinitely around him, until it seemed to turn into pure light and shadow.

It was as if he had run into an infinite kaleidoscope, stepping from the ground into the void. He ran at full speed, violent lightning rushing in his blood. The muscles of the thighs tensed, and the scorching electricity rushed through the spine, and the flesh was converted into electrons, and even the body was turned into pure light and electricity.

yes, that's what it feels like.

Become the speed itself, rush into the speed force, and become part of the space-time cornerstone of the multi-world.

When he finally came to his senses, when he had the answers to his unanswerable questions, when the universe in his eyes became an ant farm, he understood that the loss of identity was the price of this answer. He will eventually need to lose his existence.

He disturbed the vibrational frequencies of the universe that had been able to sustain it, and time was shattered around him. He began to see the reversal of his life and see his past

Some of them he had experienced, and some of them he had not.

He saw all sorts of possibilities. In some timelines, he and Iris are married. In some timelines, his best friend Hal is reduced to a villain due to the destruction of Seaside City. In other timelines, the entire league was destroyed by Batman. In other timelines, even the best of them should have been corrupted and corrupted.

And all of these horrible timelines, versions of horrible things that didn't happen to them, have one thing in common with the time Barry knows now.

There was no Ultraman in those days.

What does this mean? Ultraman is a special being in this universe?

Was it his arrival that prevented the nightmares that could have befallen them?

"No, focus on Barry." He gritted his teeth and forced himself to keep picking up the speed while muttering to himself, "You have to concentrate, you have to uh."

His muscles were starting to reach the limit, and he didn't know what speed he had reached, but he was sure that he had never been so fast before. It's so fast that even time is left behind, so fast that even the memories of the past seem to be about to catch up with him, and he is lost in the endless flow of time.

At this time, images began to appear in front of his eyes. That red, pretty bow tie.

Then there was Iris, who had given out the bow tie, smiling softly at her with a delicate filter on her smiling face.

Barry felt a little lighter, his muscles lightened, and he became lighter with each step.

The thought of Iris made him feel better.

He continued to try to reminisce, to remember their acquaintance, to remember their kiss, and for the first time in his life he took the initiative to tell a girl, The Flash, the biggest secret of his life.

Just think of Iris.

Just remember

Don't wait, what's her name?

Barry was starting to feel a little panicked. He began to resist, to resist the plane of speed that had almost assimilated him.

"No, wait, take me, but don't take away my memory"

He shook his head desperately, but his body could not stop running. His steps moved mechanically, his body repeating the action of running as if stylized, as if bound by the electric light on his body.

"No, I don't want to forget, I don't want to"

The body felt elongated, and Barry felt like it was about to disintegrate. The bow tie vanished from his memory, his face blurred, his body, his presence

"Her name is Iris West."

An ethereal voice rang in his ears.

"And your name is Barry Allen. But you have to say it yourself. ”

Barry woke up suddenly.

"Yes, I'm Barry Allen"

"I'm the Flash!"

In an instant, the devouring process was lifted. Barry woke up, as if the consciousness that had vanished in the force of the god returned to his body.

He took over his body again and regained consciousness. He thought of what he had just experienced, and thought of the familiar voice just now, and couldn't help but look around in surprise.

"Mr. Shen?"

But there was no response.

Barry was convinced that it wasn't an auditory hallucination, and he was sure he had heard it correctly. That was Shen You's voice, right here out of nowhere, and at the moment before he was about to disappear, he didn't know how to pull him.

But as far as the eye could see, there was only an endless dark red void all around, and tyrannical electricity filled the entire space, and there was not half a human figure.

Also.

He rushed into the Speed Force, and reached the speed of no one before or since. Although Mr. Shen is very strong, even if he is far from being able to reach such a fast speed, it is impossible for him to appear here.

In fact, there's no way anyone would be here. No one can keep up with that pace

Wait, no.

Barry's pupils shrank, and he was stunned to see a golden shadow flash in the red void.

The strange afterimage, at an astonishing speed, rushed straight towards him!

When he realized it, the other party was already too close to him, and although it was a bit strange to say this, even Barry didn't react for a while, and took a solid punch in the face.

Blood spurted from his mouth, and he staggered back, looking back in astonishment, only to see that the afterimage had passed by his side and flashed behind him.

But how is this possible?

He had reached a speed that could not be described by physics, and he had rushed into a realm of speed that ordinary creatures could not enter. How could something still be able to get in here, even fast enough to launch a surprise attack on him?

"It's too slow, Barry."

When he turned around, he saw a golden figure standing behind him, his figure blurred by high-speed shocks, and his whole body was wrapped with dark red electric light.

The man seemed to have a cruel smile.

"It's because you've been so slow that you've never been able to save anyone."

(End of chapter)