As Barry Allen wished, the lightning fell and hit his body.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Batman tilted his cloak, blocked him, and jumped out for a distance to avoid being affected by electric current.

Luke stood still, and he even walked through the core of the Suns. This damage is probably a problem to break the defense.

Relying on the golden trident, it triggered the current and concentrated on Barry's body.

Sizzle!

The iron chair firmly locked the struggling Flash.

The glass bottle of chemical reagent exploded, and various potions poured on the body, mixed with current, and suddenly a raging fire rose.

As Luke described it, the Barry tied to a chair, like the ingredients on teppanyaki, are being fryed.

"Save people quickly!"

Seeing that Barry was about to burn to charcoal, Batman rushed forward and prepared to extinguish the flames with his cloak.

“Wait a little longer.”

Luke stopped Thomas Wayne's move, with the golden trident in his hand, controlling the power of the current, and he can ensure that Barry Allen is not in danger of his life.

Although the Flash is currently in severe burns and is in a state of dying.

But according to Luke's prediction, the opponent can last about four or five seconds.

Superheroes are usually more destined, and he thinks he can check the situation again.

"You're crazy! He's dying..."

boom!

Another lightning bolt fell.

It was like a spear running through Barry, and strands of hot light wrapped around the other.

"It's done!"

Luke nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that he would not have to wait again.

"this……"

Thomas Wayne looked at the clusters of chemical liquids that violated the laws of physics and floated upwards with shocked eyes.

The lightning that bombarded down seemed to form a certain force field, covering Barry Allen.

"My speed power... is back!"

The one who feels the most direct is Barry himself.

He felt that time had slowed down and everything had slowed down.

The stimulating energy that was rushing like lightning surged again in the body.

It is like blood, blending in water and milk, and it is innate.

"I'm the Flash."

Barry broke free from the constraints of the chair through high-speed vibration in just one moment.

Then, he quickly ran around Wayne's mansion and regained the long-lost feeling of pleasure.

The wonderful experience of the sound of wind and air flow being assimilated by the divine speed force, and the whole person turned into a ray of lightning.

"Doctor Wayne, I said, I am the fastest person in the world."

Barry ran to the bat cave and found the uniform of the counter-lightning. He used high-speed vibration to change the fiber tissue, turning the yellow suit into the red of the Flash.

Put on a brand new uniform, he appeared in front of Thomas Wayne, waiting for the other party to shake his eyes in disbelief.

"Well, for men, being too fast is not something to show off."

All Barry did, in Thomas Wayne's eyes, only less than a second passed.

But he did not show too obvious emotions, but instead said something dirty to adults casually.

This calm look made Barry a little embarrassed, and he could only turn his eyes to Luke.

However, the latter is also calm.

Luke snapped his fingers and whispered: "Congratulations on getting back your own speed power, so next, it's time to turn it around."

"But I have a question. Barry, can you open the channel through time and space at your current speed?"

He asked knowingly.

The Flash is definitely not able to do it at the moment.

On the one hand, the existence of counter-lightning made it impossible for him to exert all his strength.

Every time Barry takes a step, the speed force generated will be absorbed by him and the counter-lightning.

Unless the counter-lightning is willing to cooperate, it will be difficult for him to open the space-time wormhole again.

On the other hand, he got his super speed back and was in a weak state.

“It’s hard.”

Barry also has self-knowledge.

When he was running around Wayne's mansion just now, he noticed that his speed had slowed down.

"Then is there any way to get you back to your original speed?"

Luke continued to guide Barry, and he actually had several ways.

The simplest thing is to kill the counter-lightning and let the Flash absorb complete speed power.

But that guy Alberd Swan was probably hiding in a corner at this time, and it was not easy to find him.

“Cosmic treadmill.”

Barry seemed to remember something.

The Flash has a treadmill specially used by the Speeders. If there is a situation where he has to travel through time and space, he will run with all his might, using his resonance with the universe to determine the place he is heading.

This sounds like no scientific basis, but the speed force itself is a thing that rubs the laws of physics on the ground.

"Well, I've heard of this amazing...treadmill."

Luke nodded. This is the most feasible method at present.

"But I need a helper who can perform professional data analysis and model calculations, and preferably has a supercomputer."

Barry made a request.

He had just seen that there was only a desktop computer with slower internet speed than snails in Wayne's mansion, and there was no scientific research equipment that met the criteria.

No matter how top scientists are, they cannot rub the materials out of thin air.

"Doctor Wayne should be able to handle it, these are all problems that can be solved by spending money."

Luke looked at Batman, but unexpectedly the latter shook his head.

The Wayne family, who had never lost money, actually said they were powerless?

Even Barry was shocked now!

You should know that Bruce Wayne has always appeared in front of everyone with his image as a rich man who is rich and spends money like earth.

In fact, a large part of the Justice League's fiscal expenditures and scientific research funds all come from Batman's sponsorship.

In addition to acting as a think tank and leader, he is also a financial supporter's father.

"I'm sorry, Wayne Group is not under my jurisdiction, and I have not been a doctor for many years. I'm afraid I can't help with buying materials or something."

Thomas Wayne said calmly without any embarrassment.

"Then how do you live on?"

Barry asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Being a superhero is actually a relatively expensive profession.

The purchase of various outfits and the creation of secret bases all require certain economic strength.

The Flash himself relies on lab grants and sponsorship from investors.

Superman has a Krypton heritage, a lone fortress located in the Antarctic, enough to solve all problems.

There is no need to say much about Batman, Green Arrow, such rich people.

Even Wonder Woman has rich accumulation of Paradise Island as a supporter.

In short, superheroes are not a mass profession, and anyone can play.

“I open a casino.”

Thomas Wayne coughed twice and said unnaturally.

That's right, Batman of the Flashpoint World and Penguin Man jointly contracted one-third of Gotham's underground casino business.
To be continued...