"What?!"
"I can reverse time???"
In the ruins of Gotham, Barry Allen, leaning against an irregular stone, widened his eyes, looking at the serious robotic cat before him, his face filled with disbelief.
What kind of joke was this?! Why didn't he know he could reverse time? When did he become so awesome? This skill was invincible!
"No, to be precise, it's the Speed Force within you."
Woz waved its chubby little hand, and Barry Allen's data model appeared in its grasp. This was data Woz had collected during Barry Allen's special training, including certain characteristics of the Speed Force.
"How do I do it?"
Lothar's eyes flickered, and he slowly stood up from Darkseid's corpse.
"Run."
Woz's answer was concise and clear. This was merely a guess by Woz, a deduction based on the characteristics of the Speed Force. The existence of the Speed Force dimension ensured that Barry Allen's body wouldn't perish due to irresistible pressure when traveling through time.
"Wait, I just need to run to go back and change history?"
Barry Allen listened, utterly bewildered. He had only heard that light speed could theoretically allow for self-amusement, but he had never heard of anyone being able to go back in time just by running.
"Theoretically, yes."
Under Lothar's and Barry Allen's gaze, Woz sped up the Barry model in its hand. When the Speed Force surged to a certain degree with Barry Allen's steps, a temporal singularity would appear. Passing through this temporal singularity would allow one to go back to the past and change the history they wished to alter.
"However, from this simulated experiment, only Barry Allen, who possesses the Speed Force, can pass through this singularity."
Woz looked at Lothar with a troubled expression. What good would it do if only Barry Allen went back? He couldn't defeat Darkseid.
"I can keep up with his speed." Lothar glanced at the values displayed on the screen, feeling no pressure. As long as Barry Allen could open this singularity, he dared to pass through. Lothar, with his energy body in peak condition, was fearless.
"????"
"No, Your Highness, your body cannot—"
"Keep talking, now." Lothar glared at Woz.
"No, Your Highness Lothar, Woz absolutely forbids you to do this!"
"You will be in mortal danger, this—"
"Um, excuse me for interrupting." Woz, arguing passionately, was interrupted by Barry Allen raising his hand.
"I have something very important to say." Seeing Lothar's and Woz's gazes turn to him, Barry Allen then pointed to his paralyzed lower body.
"As you can see, in fact, I can't run anymore."
"..."
"..."
His legs had already been crippled by Darkseid. How was he supposed to run? Woz blinked. After a scan, the results indeed confirmed this. Darkseid was so annoyed by this pesky fly that he simply broke the fly's legs, the kind that couldn't be healed.
Barry Allen, destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, still seemed somewhat optimistic: "Maybe, my legs will heal themselves in a few decades?"
"In fact, my injuries heal very quickly."
"I—wait, Lothar, what are you doing?" Barry Allen, about to chatter on, saw Lothar extend his right hand towards him, a silver-white light suddenly appearing on his five fingers, startling him.
"Killing you."
Whoosh!
Before his words finished, Barry Allen, with an incredulous look, breathed his last.
"Woz, activate the Mother Box." Lothar kicked a Mother Box at his feet into Woz's hand.
"No, Your Highness Lothar!"
"You absolutely cannot do this!" Woz uncharacteristically refused Lothar's command.
"Woz!"
"No!" Woz, with its independent consciousness, raised its head, stubbornly refusing. It shouldn't have mentioned the Speed Force in the first place. At this moment, Woz was filled with regret.
"History changed by the Speed Force could very likely lead this world in another direction, Your Highness! This is an unforeseen consequence that even you cannot guarantee!"
Woz, getting anxious, directly brought up the temporal anomaly theory.
"Administrator privileges, authorized by Lothar, command: Disable autonomous mode."
Lothar was too lazy to argue with Woz and directly switched the intelligent Woz to manual mode.
Zzzzt!
After directly setting the command to [Activate Mother Box], Lothar once again placed the Mother Box in Woz's hand. Immense energy then surged forth. Lothar, quick as lightning, suddenly activated Super Saiyan mode and pressed the Mother Box onto Barry Allen's corpse...
"Ah!"
Startled, Barry Allen, who had been on the verge of death, sat up, his eyes dazed as he looked around. Lothar, with his stature as straight as a rod, then came into view.
"Lothar?!"
"You?!"
"I—" The reawakened Barry Allen felt something was amiss. His legs were nimble again?
"Don't just sit there, get up and run."
Lothar deactivated the Mother Box and kicked Barry Allen. While the Mother Box's power boost hadn't faded, he had to quickly increase Barry Allen's speed to the point where he could run into the temporal singularity. And as for the training method...
"Wait, Lothar, let's discuss this again, let's change—Ah!"
"Faster, run!"
Lothar, with his black hair flowing, opened his golden eyes, his arms crossed over his chest, and countless energy blasts appeared behind him.
Dead? No problem.
The Mother Box resurrection awaited him.
In front of Lothar, who held three Mother Boxes, Barry Allen truly found it difficult even to die.
The inhumane torture, the merciless training, eventually led Barry Allen to lose count of how many times he had died. The only thing he remembered in his mind was Lothar's expressionless face and that nightmarish single word: "Run!"
Run!
Run!
Run!
Day after day of running at lightning speed on the temporary track set up by the manual Woz, Barry Allen, who had gradually entered a state of selflessness, finally stirred up a temporal hurricane!
"It's here." Lothar's spirits lifted, a golden flash in his eyes. An incredibly powerful pressure directly bore down on him. Even with a body as strong as Super Saiyan 4, it was difficult to bear.
"Tsk..." Lothar gritted his teeth and endured, blood slowly seeping from his tearing muscles.
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!"
Roaring fiercely, Lothar's eyes were incredibly resolute! And just as he approached the singularity, the pressure suddenly intensified. A powerful repulsive force suddenly struck, and even someone as strong as Lothar was inevitably sent flying!
Bang!!!
Lothar, panting, rolled dozens of times on the ground, then suddenly looked up.
"What?!"
The temporal singularity flashed and disappeared. Barry Allen, in his selfless state, vanished without a trace. Lothar, with black hair and golden eyes, stood up. Around him, he was alone.
"Who?!"
"Who?!"
"Come out!!!"
Lothar's heart was unusually anxious. Changing history—
Hmm?
Drifting ashes swept past Lothar's eyes. Gotham City, which should have been ruins, slowly rebuilt itself before Lothar, who held the Mother Boxes.
"This is?!"
The blinding white light made Lothar instinctively close his eyes. When he opened them again, it was already a brand new world.
...
United States, Kansas, State Library.
Mera, who had secretly slipped out of the underwater world, sat reading. A strange figure then sat down in front of her.
"Excuse me, this seat is taken... someone is sitting here..." Mera, looking up at the expressionless man before her, murmured.
"I know."
"But, you dropped your money."
The man in a floral shirt and board shorts pulled out a 100-dollar bill from his pocket, placed it under a book on Norse mythology, and pushed it towards Mera.
"My, money?"
Mera was puzzled. She pulled out her wallet from her Prada bag and began counting her exchanged assets.
"No, did you mistake—hey, wait a minute!"
Mera, after confirming she hadn't miscounted, looked up to find that the man in the floral shirt and board shorts had already reached the library entrance. She hurriedly stood up, clutched the hundred dollars that had been under the Norse Mythology: Ragnarok book, and rushed after him.
"Hey! Wait! You're mistaken, this isn't my money!"
"Wait! Can you hear me?! Hey!"
Mera, chasing him onto the street, scratched her head. She found it hard to believe that with her physique, she couldn't catch up to a human.
"What a strange person." Mera looked at the hundred-dollar bill in her hand, shook her head in confusion, and returned to her seat.
"Norse Mythology: Ragnarok?"
Puzzled and curious, Mera opened the book to its front page.
"Hmm?"
"What is this?"
A chip with a strong technological feel was clipped in the book. Mera picked it up, examining it closely, but couldn't make heads or tails of it.
RUMBLE!!!!
As she wondered, a sudden loud noise echoed from the sky. A terrifying pressure then spread through Mera's heart!
"Time to go back, Woz."
"Yes, Your Highness Lothar."
Woz, the robotic cat, watching Lothar change back into his loose black combat suit, responded formally, fearing the man before him would see its guilt.
"Odin, get your neck ready and wait."
Lothar, his eyes glinting fiercely, twisted his neck, and instantly detonated the three Mother Boxes!!!
BOOM!!!!!
The terrifying energy immediately alerted all the powerhouses in this world.
Metropolis, Clark, lying in the farm with Diana, looked at his girlfriend, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes;
Gotham City, Bruce Wayne, who had just begun his extravagant life, had just slipped into a crowd of women, only to see Rachel, the woman he truly loved, looking at him with disappointment;
Star City, Oliver Queen, the son of a wealthy Star City magnate and a notorious playboy, who had disappeared for several years after a tidal wave accident, had just openly declared his return...
...
Marvel Universe, Asgard.
Odin, who should have been in slumber, suddenly opened his eyes, looking towards a certain point in the universe, and sighed with melancholy.
"Frigga."
"He's back."
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