Chapter 83: death

Su Ming took the Red Death Demon and fell to the ground. The hot golden sand rose into the sky like an explosion, and fell like rain. A large amount of fine sand penetrated into the gap in the armor. Both spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
Su Ming's injury is not light, the promethium armor is less shock-absorbing, and the self-healing cells are now screaming like crazy, shouting that he will immediately eat the person in front of him, and a lot of memories have also poured into his mind. , He recalled Slade's family life, his comrades-in-arms and acquaintances.
　　 In a rain forest, he was fighting fiercely with a group of dark-skinned people, who had not put on his black and yellow armor, and there was a large python coiling on the branch, looking coldly at the humans below.
　　 In the endless swamp, he was covered with bullet holes and had a high fever. He was carried by Holly and ran to pick up the helicopter. In the distance, a group of weirdly dressed indigenous people were chasing them with automatic weapons.
　　 In a dimly old laboratory, wearing a military green T-shirt, he was fixed on an operating table, and a transparent liquid radiating bright light was injected into his arm.
　　Similar images kept appearing in his mind. At first they were just like still photos. Then they came alive and started playing like a movie. Finally, the perspective changed and became the first person.
　　 These sights in front of him are too clear, this is his own memory, and even the headache it brings has overwhelmed his bloodthirsty desire, leaving him in a strange state of calm.
　　 He released his hand, unlocked the mantra noose, and watched the blood of the Red Dead Demon dye a desert red, and quickly seep into the ground.
"Cough cough... Bah." Su Ming took off his helmet and spit out a mouthful of blood. Although the grenade shrapnel was resisted by the uniform, the shock caused by the explosion was literally retracted, and the ribs kept coming. Feeling painful, his eyes were red, and he could only breathe hard to maintain his sanity.
　　 But the plan was successful. On the red and black chest, bat gold penetrated his heart like a wooden stake that nailed a vampire.
　　 The huge impact force made the sharp bat gold ore penetrate deeper into the chest of the Red Dead Devil. After all, he is still an ordinary person. Even if the speed force user recovers faster, he can't avoid the death caused by the piercing of the heart.
　　 He is not dead yet, but Batkin is guiding the dark energy in his body out of his body. When the energy is exhausted, this kind of injury is enough to kill anyone.
　　 Barry appeared next to him with a red light, the speed of the storm had been stopped by him by running backwards, and the other automatic killing tanks also stopped in place because of the loss of the speed of the drive.
　　 "You succeeded, Slade." He looked at the Red Dead Demon lying quietly on the ground, panting violently, and said to Su Ming in a complicated tone.
　　 He didn't want to kill people, nor did he want to see people die, but if the previous situation changed him, he could not think of a peaceful solution.
　　 "You'd better stay away, I'm worried you will charge him." Su Ming struggled to sit up, stretched out his hand to remove the mask of the Red Death, and confirmed that the kill was completed.
　　 The Red Dead Demon looked very thin, which was caused by the excessive use of super power and malnutrition. At this time, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his eyes were dull looking at the fading sun in the sky.
　　 The red lightning flowed out of his body and sank into the ground, and the black smoke emerging from the bat gold's wound was almost invisible. Su Ming expected him to have more than ten seconds.
An illusory image flashed across his face, as if a soul had left his body. His face was originally a Bruce Batman with scars, but it changed with a twist, and he was covered with The fleshy red armor also changed, turning into gold.
　　 Barry was about to leave a little further, but after seeing the sight, he was a little stunned.
　　 "Wait... he seems a little like me."
　　 Su Ming wiped the blood stains on the face of the Red Death Demon, turned around and looked at it. The sky in the Red Death Demon's eyes also turned black and yellow.
　　 "That's right, this body is you with a negative 52 on the earth. You must remember that ‘jumping shirt’ is not terrible, and whoever has a thin uniform is embarrassed."
　　 "But..." Barry tilted his head and stretched out a hand to indicate a pause: "Should he be Bruce?"
"That's right, Shen Su Li is very willful." Su Ming endured the pain in his chest, sat on the sand on one side, slowly took out a cigarette, and lighted it on his mouth: "The Red Death is the negative 52 of the earth. The combination of Batman and the Flash, you know, it’s almost impossible for ordinary people to master the speed force. The Batman wants the speed force, and the speed force combines them together. He can be either of the two. people."
　　 "..." Barry got closer, watching the people on the ground slowly walking towards death, he felt a little unbearable.
　　 Su Ming let out a puff of cigarette, his chest hurts fiercely, he thought for a moment: "The twisted Batman soul died with the dissipation of the dark energy. You can get closer. That Barry is also a good man."
　　 "...How long can he live?" Barry was silent for a while, and squatted beside Su Ming.
"Judging from this blood loss rate, there are still 10 seconds at most." Su Ming said an inferred number. The injury that would have been fatal at once was offset by the speed and darkness energy, allowing the Red Dead Devil to live a little longer. Yes, but he is completely hopeless.
　　The crazy Bruce left, and his body was gradually controlled by another Barry. He could only live in the corner of his mind all the time, watching the Red Death use his superpower to do all kinds of evil deeds, and he could do nothing.
　　 Now, although he is about to die, he finally feels freedom and relief. When he becomes a threat, maybe suicide is what a superhero should do.
　　 "Death knell...thank you." The Flash in the armor of the Red Death spoke, and as he spoke, a large amount of blood and visceral fragments poured out from his mouth.
　　 Su Ming sighed, stood up, patted his butt, and turned to walk towards the Vulcan Sword that fell in the desert: "Let's talk, there is not much time."
　　 The Red Dead Demon looked at the other Barry and turned his head with difficulty. He saw the familiar red tights and the lightning bolt on Barry's chest.
　　 There was a shy smile on his gradually stiff face, exactly the same as Barry's, but the rapid passing of power made him look several times old.
　　 "The Flash of the main world, I'm sorry, I did something wrong."
　　 Barry crawled forward and made two marks in the blood-stained red sand. He grabbed the hand of the Red Dead Demon in his own hand, and the golden lightning spread from his body to the broken armor.
　　 "We all know that it's not you, you just...can't help yourself."
　　 "The super power... is no longer useful. I am like a leaking wooden barrel. Your power is overflowing in vain."
The Red Death said calmly. He has accepted all this. All his relatives and friends died as long as the earth minus 52 was destroyed by the swift force~EbookFREE.me~ He is now going to apologize to them. On the way.
"No, you are the same as me. I believe you are a good person. These are all blames on that crazy Batman." Barry shook his head. The lightning speed on his body was denser, but he could feel the speed that poured into the Red Dead Demon. Like sinking into the sea.
　　 "Bruce is my good friend, he is just..." The Red Death closed his eyes and said with difficulty: "He was deceived, but my mouth is too stupid to convince him."
"You have done your best." Barry gasped. He first traversed the dimension and raced with the Red Death. Later, he stopped the swift storm by running backwards. His physical strength was severely overdrawn, and the swift lightning flashed on him intermittently. .
"I haven't done enough, I'm sorry, the other me, we have damaged your Midtown." The Red Death devil coughed, he had already seen it, and saw his relatives beckoning to him in superb power: "Ahem. ..... Be careful of Barbatos, he is too strong."
　　 Barry’s superpower was finally broken, and he couldn’t support it. He could only hold the Red Death Demon’s hand and clenched it firmly to express his determination.
The Red Dead opened his eyes and looked at the Midtown in the distance. Part of the city was destroyed in the previous battle, but there are still many intact buildings. At this time, in the dim sunlight, it is like the setting sun and the glass on the tall buildings. The colorful halo is reflected, just like the gem city of Zhongcheng.
　　 He smiled, wondering what he was describing: "It's so beautiful...I'm home..."
　　 The palm covered with ceramic armor slipped from Barry's hand. Barry's physical exhaustion was so severe that he could not even hold that hand tightly.
　　 The Red Dead Demon lay quietly in the desert outside of Zhongcheng.