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"I didn\'t expect to see you here, Clark ..."

Barry\'s voice of surprise came to an abrupt end because the man who appeared in front of him was not one of the three giants of the Justice League.

Although the other party was wearing similar clothes, dark red cloak and metallic armour...

Moreover, they were equally tall.

That broad shoulder, strong body, was full of pressure.

But without the signature little curl in his hair, it\'s like a different soul.

The two men were quite different in temperament, and the man standing in front of him was more aggressive or giving off a sense of fear that made people palpitate.

"Do I remind you of a friend?"

After Luke demonstrated his super abilities, Batman took two steps back without a word and pressed his right hand on his belt.

Through Super Vision, he saw that the belt contained smoke bombs, gas bombs and batdarts with various functions.

Sure enough, no matter what the circumstances, Batman would always be ready in advance.

But faced with the disadvantage of the lack of time and effective information, Luke believed that even if Bruce Wayne himself came, he wouldn\'t be able to change anything.

\'If Bruce Wayne is the real big daddy of the team, wasn\'t Thomas Wayne their grandfather?\'

Luke quipped silently.

Because many people in previous lives said that Superman was the big guy that could beat any supervillain, but Batman was the big daddy that could beat Superman...

The two most popular superheroes perfectly formed a food chain.

"You are the ... Superman of this world?"

Barry asked hesitantly.

Luke wasn\'t the genuine Superman, Clark Kent, so he made other guesses.

Although there were too many different changes in the Flashpoint world, every important person still existed.

Barry didn\'t find traces of Clark in keyword searches like Superman and Metropolis.

But from another point of view, maybe he, like Batman, was modified by the fate that should have happened.

\'For example, it may be Clark\'s father, Jor-El, who came to Earth by spaceship.\'

\'Or General Zod?\'

Without waiting for Luke\'s answer, Barry himself made up a reasonable explanation in his mind.

"I\'m Superman, but not Clark Kent or Kal-El. Do you understand what I mean?"

Luke said indifferently.

He finally became a riddler, giving a response similar to \'I know everything\'.

There was a chance that a lie would leave a flaw, but if he threw the problem to someone else and let the other side brainstorm it, he could avoid a fallout to the greatest extent.

As for identity.

Luke also prepared a story.

Superman\'s older cousin.

Anyway, there was a Supergirl, Kara, in the main universe.

So, it was reasonable that there would be a Kryptonian cousin in the Flashpoint world.

"I see, I see."

Barry showed a look of understanding.

In the Batcave, only Thomas Wayne looked confused and couldn\'t understand the encrypted words of the two at all.

"I mean no harm; I\'m here to help, Barry Allen."

Luke extended an invitation to join the team, and it seemed that the Flash wasn\'t in a good position.

Batman would find it hard to believe him, let alone offer any help until he came up with strong evidence.

At this time, Barry needed a strong teammate to stand up and break the deadlock.

"Help?"

Barry looked at Thomas Wayne next to him, looking confused.

When Superman and Batman appear in front of him at the same time, which one should he choose?

"I know what\'s going on in this world."

Luke made no secret that he needed the Flash to fix the Flashpoint paradox and return to the main universe with himself.

"Barry Allen, you need Speed Force now. You need to get back your super speed that disappeared!"

Barry nodded, and a look of excitement passed over his face, which had been beaten to the point that even his mother wouldn\'t recognise him.

Finally, someone understood their situation and offered solutions!

Thinking of Thomas Wayne\'s beating, Barry decided to press the button on Luke and accept the team invitation!

"Dr Wayne, I hope you can join. If Barry Allen succeeds in correcting this mistake that has already happened, then your son, Bruce Wayne, can live."

Perhaps he was accustomed to being the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., so Luke automatically took up the role of giving orders.

But at this time, no one had stepped forward to compete with him for the right to speak.

The Flash had never been in the habit of being a leader, and Thomas Wayne was determined to bring his son back to life.

"If you can save Bruce and undo all this, then I will join you."

Batman nodded and agreed.

Although he didn\'t fully believe the Flash\'s words...

But the opportunity lied ahead, and it was worth a try.

"Good, it looks like we\'ve all reached a happy consensus."

Luke clapped his hands to express his satisfaction.

"By the way, Dr Wayne, I forgot to remind you that if Barry Allen corrects the world, then you will no longer exist. I mean, you and Mrs Wayne will die in that alley."

Thomas Wayne\'s tone was still low, but his raspy voice didn\'t waver.

Looking at the family photo, he whispered, "This is exactly what I want to see. Let this terrible world collapse in the torrent of time and space."

Luke smiled. He thought Bruce Wayne would be moved to tears if he saw this scene.

...

...

"What would it take to replicate the accident?"

After confirming the mutual desire to work together and their respective goals, Thomas Wayne moved on to the implementation phase.

He wasn\'t someone who liked to procrastinate and keeping it in Batman\'s style; he did have to do it quickly.

"Lightning rod, electric chair, ninhydrin ..."

Barry made a long list. Fortunately, he remembered the chemical he used in the lab.

As Luke said, it was imperative for the Flash to get the Speed Force again.

The simplest and most effective way....

Was naturally...

Allowing Barry Allen to get struck by lightning.

"Splashing chemicals on yourself and attaching a lightning rod will make you \'the fastest man in the world\'?"

Thomas Wayne couldn\'t resist his inner urge to spit out the question.

In his view, this was no different from suicide.

"That\'s how I first became the Flash."

Barry placed the prepared things on the roof of Wayne mansion.

There was no shortage of rainy weather in Gotham.

Thunder and lightning were common.

This saved him a lot of time.

Otherwise, he didn\'t know how long he would have to waste, just waiting for that lightning bolt to descend.

"Barry, have you ever heard the phrase \'Lightning never strikes twice.\'? "

Luke looked up at the leaden clouds of muffled thunder, and to be honest; he wasn\'t quite sure if the Flash could pull it off.

In his memory, Barry seemed to have experienced a failure before he was lucky enough to regain his strength.

"Many people have told me that the lightning bolt picked me."

Barry sat on an iron chair, wearing a helmet with a lightning rod. His hands and feet were tied with restraining straps, just like a prisoner being sent to the electric chair for execution.

"Now is the time to prove who fate really favours!"

Rumble!

Silver lightning tore through the clouds!

"I\'m here! Come on! Come here!"

Barry, like a madman, shouted at the rolling thunder.

The cold raindrops were hitting his face, adding a chill.

"... I\'m here, come and strike me!"

Ten minutes later, his throat was hoarse, and there was no lightning bolt.

This made the Flash\'s courageous move look a little silly.

"I suddenly feel very foolish to actually accompany you on the rooftop, in the rain, and then wait for this guy to get struck by lightning ..."

Batman said quietly.

The lightning rod stood upright, but no lightning was attracted.

He didn\'t even know whether Barry was lucky or unlucky.

"Maybe, we should come back another time? "

Barry, who was shivering in the cold rain, seemed to think that waiting for lightning to strike him was an unreliable plan.

Maybe he should go somewhere else, like under a tree, or tie himself to a kite.

"Wait, don\'t give up yet. I may have an idea."

Luke frowned, thought for a while, then pulled out a golden trident from the underworld.

When he fought Namor earlier, he took his opponent\'s weapon, the \'Sacred Trident of Neptune\'.

Later, it was handed in to S.H.I.E.L.D, and it was kept in the warehouse of the secret base and hadn\'t been put to use.

After depriving Set of the right to use the Underworld...

He threw all those miscellaneous things into it.

After all, the security level of S.H.I.E.L.D wasn\'t as high as that of Superman himself.

"Are you ... imitating Arthur?"

Barry looked at Luke, who had raised his trident in confusion.

With Superman\'s image, doing the movements of Aquaman, it looked a little off.

"I wish you success, Barry."

Luke glanced at the Flash, who was waiting for lightning to strike and held the golden trident in both hands, triggering a change in the sky.

Crack!

Boom!

An electric flash, like a spear from the gods, was thrown straight down and hit Barry Allen, who was sitting in a chair, dead centre.

Zi zi zi!

An electric current ran all over his body, and within a few breaths, the rooftop was filled with the smell of burnt meat.

\'The Flash teppanyaki ... is too appetizing. Oh no, too cruel. \'

Luke narrowed his eyes and stared at Barry, who was about to turn into charcoal.

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