Chapter 1739 S Apocalypse Event (VII)

"It's all your fault, you damn parasite! Now we are completely trapped here and can't get out!!!" Barry gritted his teeth and said in his mind in the most vicious tone he could.

At this time, he was in a dark passage, with some broken patterns on the wall, and the ground was very wet. Every step he took would make a clattering sound, which echoed in the quiet maze, making people even more frightened.

Barry hugged his arms and walked forward slowly, saying, "I said I should take advantage of the opportunity just now to find a place to climb up. Now the road above is blocked. Where should we go?"

"Why are you so timid?!" Doctor Strange said coldly in his mind, "How can you get power without paying a price?"

"I'm not here to get power." Barry said righteously, "There is a very dangerous energy core under Gotham City. I suspect that the darkness of Gotham is inseparable from this. If someone really wants to do something, I must know what they are going to do."

"Got it, righteous boy, turn left now. I can feel that the traces of energy are becoming more intense at the intersection on the left. I think we are almost there."

After parting with Harley and Bruce Jr., Barry was not idle. He wanted to find the Batman of this universe and let Batman find a way to send him back. It would be best to expel the strange voice in his mind. Barry was almost driven crazy by the evil plans he talked about every day.

But at this moment, Doctor Strange showed Barry the flow of magic from his perspective. For some reason, Doctor Strange, who possessed the Dark Book, was particularly sensitive to the power of concepts such as darkness. Even if he changed the universe, he was like a hound with a keen sense of smell and immediately sniffed out the unusual traces of power in Gotham City.

However, his thinking was different from that of others. Others went to study the dark power in metal and decided to gather a little to make a lot, but Doctor Strange, who had devoured countless of his kind, wanted to get the largest source of darkness directly, so he told Barry that there was a very dangerous source of energy hidden underground in Gotham.

He was not lying. Barry also knew that what he saw through his perspective was true. He had no intention of risking his life. He just wanted to tell Batman the news, but he couldn't find Batman after searching for a long time in the city. More importantly, the dark energy under the ground began to fluctuate.

Barry didn't know when this huge magic energy bomb would explode, nor did he know whether Batman, who came back late, would have time to dismantle the bomb, so he felt that he needed to take a look. Even if he couldn't dismantle it, he could provide Batman with enough information in time.

So, under the guidance of Doctor Strange, Barry found one of the entrances to the Owl Maze in the Gotham cemetery and successfully entered the maze.

This maze can trap Batman, and it is even easier to trap a Flash who has not yet fully awakened. Barry got lost while walking, and then the ceiling of the maze was lifted. He wanted to seize the opportunity to climb up, but the wall was too slippery and he was not tall enough. After missing the opportunity, the maze was capped again and he was trapped here again.

After experiencing this series of hardships, Barry is no longer the ordinary boy who can only shout and scream. In the extreme practice of Kamar-Taj School of Magic, he has touched the threshold of the speed force, but he was unable to continue to develop because there is no speed force in that universe.

Now back in the DC universe, when Barry concentrates, he can feel that everything around him seems to slow down. This symptom is getting worse and worse. At first, it only lasted for one or two seconds. Later, as long as he concentrates a little, the sound of dripping water in the maze slows down to a few minutes, even though it was one drop per second before.

And Barry found that in this state, the strange sound in his head could not disturb him. He was stunned there for more than ten minutes, and only a few seconds passed in the outside world. Barry had more time to think.

"It should be this way. Keep going forward. I think I see a door ahead." Doctor Strange's voice continued to ring in Barry's mind, but as usual, he did not get a response. He had to start shouting again: "Barry! Barry! Wake up! Boy, don't be distracted!"

Barry came back to his senses and walked forward again. Doctor Strange said in his mind in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Why are you distracted for longer and longer?"

"Nothing, maybe the environment here makes me a little uncomfortable." Barry rubbed his arms with his hands, exhaled a breath of cold air, and walked towards the door at the end of the dark maze corridor.

It was a very magnificent and huge wooden door, which looked like a castle hanging door. Two huge door knockers were held in the mouth of the dragon head, and the eyes flashed with strange brilliance.

"I can feel the huge dark power inside. Go in. Success or failure depends on this."

Barry slowly pushed open the door. He thought it would be heavy, but this was obviously not the door of an ancient tomb that had not been opened for centuries. It was the door of a room where people often moved around. So although Barry tried a little, the door was still pushed open to a small gap that he could squeeze in.

The moment he squeezed in, Barry felt that he was wrapped in a thick darkness. It was not the darkness of the room without lights, but a solid darkness like hot spring water.

As the door was pushed open, the darkness also poured out like water. Seeing this, Barry hurriedly floated back and closed the door. The door seemed to be some kind of sealing device. When the door was closed, the darkness would no longer leak out.

Barry was like a fish floating in the endless sea of ​​darkness. He did not feel uncomfortable or swallowed, but felt a warm feeling like returning to his mother's amniotic fluid.

Barry did not forget what he came here for. He looked carefully and found that there was a hole in the center of the endless darkness. It was like a portal, and the thick darkness was pouring out from there.

Barry's Adam's apple moved slightly, and Doctor Strange's excited voice sounded in his mind: "Quick! Quick! It's there, I feel the endless dark power there, go in quickly, if you devour all the power there, you will be on par with gods!"

"No, I..."

But Barry still felt an inexplicable attraction coming from the door. He continued to open his eyes and try to observe the situation around the portal. Then, in the darkness, he vaguely saw a huge magic circle carved on the ground below the portal. It was a regular hexagonal magic circle with a circle on each corner, and there were some wet footprints in the middle of the circle. Judging from the clarity of the footprints, the person who performed the ritual had just left not long ago.

"Someone opened a portal under Gotham, sent this solidified darkness to the underground of Gotham, and then used this darkness to pollute Gotham." Barry felt that he had deduced the whole truth, so he turned around and said, "I have to go back and tell Batman. Maybe knowing this truth, Batman can save Gotham."

"Hey, wait!" Doctor Strange shouted in his mind, "Are you crazy? You have gone through a lot of hardships to get here, this power belongs to you!"

"I don't need any power." Barry pushed the door hard and said, "I'm just an ordinary person. I sympathize with the people of Gotham who live in chaos. I think they should live a better life. Batman is the one who tries the hardest to save them. As long as he knows the truth, he will definitely find a way to close the portal."

"You, you are hopelessly stupid!!" Doctor Strange cursed, but there was a universe between them, and he had no other way but to watch, but he really couldn't bear to give up such a rich energy.

In short, this Doctor Strange was not very rich in his original universe. He chose to devour his younger self in other universes, just because these Stranges have not been Supreme Sorcerers for long and are easier to deal with.

But at the same time, a young Supreme Sorcerer means not much power. What this Doctor Strange is doing is a bit like a beggar licking a CD or a thief stealing from a poor person. Now such a large ball of energy is in front of him, but he can't eat it. How can he not be anxious?

"Hey! Hey! Barry, don't be so hasty to make a decision." Doctor Strange slowed down his tone and persuaded with the patience of coaxing a child: "Maybe you can help Batman better with these energies. He will definitely need your help, right? The people of Gotham also need you to save them personally."

"Listen, power is not a sin. As long as you can control this power, you can use it to do what you want, but the premise is that you have to get it first. What's the harm of taking this energy? You..."

"As long as there is a one in ten thousand chance that someone like you can get the energy, I won't take any more energy." Barry said firmly: "It's not that I don't want to take it, I just don't want you to take it!"

After that, he shut up completely. Let's put it this way, paranoids are like birds of a feather, and stubborn people are like groups. The Flash has a good relationship with Batman in the original work. Who can expect a stubborn friend to not be a stubborn person?

When Batman gets stubborn, he is criticized for not knowing how to communicate. But when the Flash gets stubborn, he can destroy the universe in a minute.

Barry pushed the door and was about to leave without saying a word, but suddenly, he heard a commotion at the other end of the corridor. Through the small gap of the door that had just been opened, Barry saw a group of monsters with bared fangs and claws rushing over from the end of the corridor.

When the roar came, Barry showed a somewhat terrified expression, and he muttered to himself: "What what death? Who is Darkseid? These monsters are..."

"Oh, Barry, it seems that you are really the chosen one. God wants you to absorb these powers here, because if you don't absorb them, the monsters rushing over will kill you."

Barry pushed the door with all his strength, pressed his back tightly against the door, and said with wide eyes: "What's the matter with those monsters with mechanical armor? Where did they rush out from?"

Then, he gritted his teeth and inhaled with a little fear, but soon, the situation he was most worried about happened. The monsters rushed to the door and smelled the breath of living people inside, and they began to desperately want to rush in.

Barry turned sideways and used one arm to block the door tightly. Originally, his strength could not resist so many monsters, but this door seemed to be a kind of seal itself. Creatures that did not meet the conditions would not be released. It was almost entirely the strength of the door itself that resisted the monsters' attacks.

But there were too many monsters rushing into this corridor. At first, they just stood on the ground and scratched the door, but as the number increased, they began to ride one by one. Finally, the tall door was all attached to the monsters from bottom to top, and they were all constantly roaring and scratching, trying to tear the door apart with their terrifying power.

With a barely perceptible "squeak", Barry was horrified to find that the seal of the door was shaky.

He used his shoulder to hold the door tightly, but he felt that his meager strength could not even resist the monster for half a second. Anxiety and fear filled his heart.

Is it really necessary to absorb the dark power?

No! Barry bit his lips hard until he tasted blood. The monster in his mind killed many people. If he got so much power, more people would die. This must not be the case!

The door was squeezed open a crack, and countless arms with spikes squeezed in. One of the arms almost pierced Barry's head.

In great anxiety and fear, Barry had no other choice but to keep moving and push the door forward.

One step, two steps, three steps, continue to exert force, continue to accelerate, continue to concentrate, faster speed, greater strength, more firm belief -

Suddenly, the light through the crack of the door changed color, and the whole world was shrouded in lightning-like golden light.