"His body might not be able to withstand such a high speed, he'll die." Caitlin reminded with some concern.
"I have to try!" Barry Allen glanced at Joe West not far away, took a deep breath, and quickly ran around the tornado.
"Whoosh—Whoosh—Whoosh—"
Golden lightning flashed rapidly around the tornado, and Barry Allen's speed gradually increased.
Three hundred miles per hour.
Four hundred miles per hour.
Five hundred miles per hour.
Barry Allen ran faster and faster, and then... was blasted away by Clyde Mardon from within the tornado.
"Ding!"
"Combat detected, reward dropped: Speed Force (Barry Allen)"
Hearing the drop reward notification in his mind, Samuel's mouth curved slightly.
That's it!
Sitting at home, rewards fall from the sky!
As long as his combat detection range was far enough, he could let Barry Allen fight to the Death in the city to farm drop rewards for himself, just like now.
Barry Allen, who was blasted away, was starting to lose confidence.
"He's too powerful."
Samuel recalled his battle with Weather Wizard. He was too powerful? Barry Allen, are you serious?
Caitlin and Cisco were helpless, Barry Allen lost confidence. Building up before the climax, the build-up part was enough, now it was time for the climax.
Samuel had already noticed that Dr. Harrison Wells, who had been secretly observing the whole situation, was ready to make his appearance.
His wheelchair had already arrived in front of the microphone, a confident look was already on his face, he was ready to show off!
Dr. Harrison Wells took a deep breath, adjusted his tone, and was just about to speak.
"You can do it, Barry!"
His open mouth was as if someone had held it shut, no sound came out. Dr. Harrison Wells' expression froze, and he looked at Samuel, whose expression was equally deep and serious, with a look of shock.
"I'm also a shareholder of Star Labs, and I provided the funding for the particle accelerator research. Barry, you're right, I'm also responsible for all of this. So many people have been hurt, all because of me!"
"That's right, I single-handedly caused these crazy consequences!"
"But you, Barry, you can stop all of this, you can do it."
"Run, Barry, run faster!"
Samuel's resonant and powerful voice seemed to contain magic, as if it contained a power that made people believe firmly!
As the voice fell, Barry Allen on the farm side, already motivated by this hearty bowl of chicken soup, had a determined look in his eyes and ran around the tornado again.
Samuel sighed with a touch of melancholy. Caitlin, who was beside him, held his hand tightly and said comfortingly.
"This isn't your fault. No one knew it would turn out like this, and—and you only have twenty percent of the shares."
Dr. Harrison Wells's eyes widened. You, Caitlin, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, are comforting Samuel, but what do you mean by saying he only has twenty percent of the shares?
I have eighty percent of the shares, which means the main responsibility is mine!
That's the situation, but I can say it's my responsibility; You can't say that.
Also, Samuel, what do you mean by stealing my lines? Let me be the bad guy, but you get to be the good guy? How am I supposed to be Barry Allen's mentor and teach him to run faster like this?!
Dr. Harrison Wells was furious, but at the moment, he couldn't say anything. He could only hold the microphone and speak with some dejection.
"Samuel is right, it's our responsibility, it was my arrogance that led to all of this."
"So, run, Barry, run fast!"
Cisco and Caitlin heard the voice and looked over in surprise, but the more Dr. Harrison Wells thought about it, the worse he felt.
They were clearly my lines, but saying them after Samuel felt like picking up scraps and was depressing.
Moreover, because Samuel had gone first, his emotions were affected, and his voice became less full, less convincing, feeling as if he had to follow along just because Samuel had spoken.
What, what the hell is this!
For someone like Barry Allen, who was a bit insecure due to his family and life, the inspirational words had a full effect.
He ran faster and faster.
Five hundred miles per hour.
Six hundred miles per hour.
Seven hundred miles per hour!
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion.
Like a bomb had exploded, the huge tornado instantly dissipated.
Barry Allen, succeeded!
Samuel watched the tornado data on the screen disappear, secretly created a lifelike illusionary clone to replace himself, and then, invisible, directly teleported near the farm.
An exhausted Barry Allen took off his mask and knelt on the ground, panting heavily. In front of him, the Weather Wizard, Clyde Mardon, held a pistol and pointed it at him triumphantly.
"He was talking about You, right? Hmph, too bad, You can't kill me, the one who dies is You!"
Clyde Mardon pulled the trigger…
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Several gunshots rang out.
It wasn't Barry Allen who was shot, but Clyde Mardon.
Clyde Mardon, hit by several bullets, screamed and fell to the ground. Joe West, who had fired the shots from a distance, frowned slightly.
"I clearly aimed for his head and heart, how—never mind, Barry's safety is more important."
Just now, when Barry Allen took off his mask, Joe West was stunned.
He never expected that the fast-running You-Know-Who, the You-Know-Who who stopped Clyde Mardon, the You-Know-Who who saved the city from a catastrophe, would actually be his own appearance, Barry Allen!
Joe West and Barry Allen faced each other, silent, their emotions complex.
"I saved You!"
The voice of that mysterious man suddenly rang out in the mind of Clyde Mardon, who had been shot and fallen to the ground.
"You, when did You save me?" Clyde Mardon endured the pain and struggled to ask.
"One bullet was supposed to hit your head."
As the voice fell, Clyde Mardon strangely found that a bullet actually floated up from the ground by itself and landed on his body.
It was him!
He really did save me!
Clyde Mardon's expression lit up, and he quickly said, "Save me, I can make a wish to You!"
Shot as he was, it was impossible for him to deal with that fast-running guy, not to mention there was also a Police officer who had almost killed him.
He didn't want to go to jail!
Now, only this You-Know-Who could save him.
"Hmm?"
Clyde Mardon felt an invisible hand placed on his body. Immediately after, the voice of the You-Know-Who sounded.
"You can make a wish now."
"My, my wish is—"
Leave here?
No, that's too embarrassing!
I was injured, so I wished to run and then come back again. What if I wasn't injured? What if I was prepared?
The Police officer's gun is useless junk, and that fast-running guy, he must be out of strength, right?
Why should I run? Why should I come back again?
Now, I can deal with them!
"My wish is to heal my injuries and restore my strength!" Clyde Mardon shouted loudly and wildly.
"..."
"As You wish!"
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