American comic book: My Father is Superman, am I just an NPC?

Chapter 248 I am a new immigrant of the Speed ​​Force!
All the heroes, including Superman and Wonder Woman, were drawn to and terrified by the terrifying shriek emanating from the core of the particle accelerator, which sounded as if countless people were stacked together.

"what's the situation?"

"what happened?"

"Barry! Ian! Can you still hear me?"

They were unable to understand its meaning at first.

I was just nervous.

Only reverse lightning.

Alberd Swann, the speedster whose research into the Speed ​​Force far surpasses that of the Flash and even Batman, turned deathly pale the moment he heard that voice.

His pupils dilated wildly in extreme horror.

"No... Damn it!!!" Reverse-Flash's brain worked at lightning speed in a hundredth of a second, and his superhuman thinking speed instantly led him to a chilling conclusion—that sound just now was not made by any physical entity, but by the Speed ​​Force itself screaming!
Yes, the Speed ​​Force is calling.

The cosmic forces that form the cornerstone of the time dimension are expressing an unprecedented fear and resistance!

"Zizzizi~"

Just as he realized this, inside the particle accelerator, the pure speed force generated by Barry Allen's running had, under the guidance of the specific force field carefully set up by Reverse-Flash, wrapped around, enveloped, and woven itself like living golden threads around Ian, who had just voluntarily crawled inside.

They formed a complex and shimmering Speed ​​Force "network" on Ian's body.

"Wait, wait! I remember I collected Savita's armor!"

Ian, who was at the center of the golden energy vortex, seemed to think that the "entrance ceremony" was not grand enough, and even had the leisure to try to pull out some "equipment" from his pocket dimension to match the occasion.

However, the effects of the Speed ​​Force far exceed his reaction speed.

The next moment, the blinding golden light completely engulfed his figure, and the boy disappeared from the spot, forcibly dragged into a dimension that ordinary people could not understand and that even the fastest could not help but respect.

Speed ​​Force Space.

What is the Speed ​​Force?

The Speed ​​Force is not simply kinetic or electrical energy, nor is it merely a "source of superpowers." Rather, it is a dimensional energy field that exists outside the spacetime continuum.

The Speed ​​Force is a concept that exists outside the spacetime continuum and transcends the laws of physics.

It is the source of all speed, kinetic energy, and the flow of time, and the foundation for maintaining the stability of the entire DC universe's timeline.

When Barry Allen was struck by lightning in the lab, he not only gained superpowers, but also created the Speed ​​Force itself by reversing the timeline.

Therefore, Barry is both a user and the cornerstone of the Speed ​​Force's existence, and is known as the "Father of the Speed ​​Force." This is why he can do things that Reverse-Flash cannot.

It was through Barry Allen's special abilities that Reverse-Flash opened the door to the Speed ​​Force, and Ian, under his manipulation, successfully "smuggled" himself into the Speed ​​Force.

"Oh, the feeling of being smuggled is awful."

Ian felt as if he had been thrown into a rapidly spinning kaleidoscope, or as if he had fallen into a turbulent river made of pure energy and time itself.

There is no up, down, left, or right here; no past or future. All fragments of time—ancient battles, futuristic cities, ordinary breakfasts, heart-wrenching farewells—are like shattered glass shards, mixed with golden lightning and flowing geometric light bands, flashing, flowing, reassembling, and annihilating wildly around him.

This is what Barry Allen often describes as the interior of the Speed ​​Force.

An abstract and magnificent dimension.

"Is anyone home?" Ian wasn't dizzy from the chaos; his voice was unusually clear in the confusion, even carrying a leisurely air, like someone strolling through their own backyard. "If no one's home... according to the Wrecked Ship Act, this place will belong to me from now on. I need to make a home here and mark it."

talking.

Ian put his good character of keeping his word into practice.

What kind of illegal immigrants?

I, Ian Kent, am a new immigrant!
He certainly wouldn't use inefficient marking methods like animals.

As a "lord" with the identity of the son of Superman and an extra dimension, Ian believes that a more effective and "civilized" sign is to release the essential power of his extra dimension and engage in a deeper... "mating" with this Speed ​​Force space? No, that's not a very elegant word.

A more poetic way to put it would be "blending" a few times.

He believed.

The wondrous state of intermingling and linking dimensions will be the most solid declaration of ownership. Within Ian, the strange energy, a mixture of light and darkness, began to surge, and a trace of his personal dimension's [abstract entity] concept began to emanate, the origin of the [abstract world] attempting to permeate the surrounding pure golden speed force.

"stop!"

Ian's audacious and blasphemous act against the fundamental forces of the universe likely terrified the Speed ​​Force itself. The surrounding spacetime turbulence seemed to be paused, then contracted and solidified inward at an almost panicked speed! The chaotic fragments rapidly reassembled, finally settling into a scene that Ian knew all too well.

That was a peaceful scene at the Kent family's Kansas farm, with warm sunshine and barns standing tall.

"Stop! You reckless brat!"

Along with the sound.

Ian turned his head to look.

His "father," Clark Kent, wearing the classic Superman suit, is pushing open the door of the farmhouse, his face contorted with extreme rage.

“Illiterate boy, I think the rule you were talking about should be the ‘first-occupancy principle,’ which only applies to unclaimed territory and medieval pirates…” The Speed ​​Force-manimated “Superman Clark” spoke, his voice filled with suppressed anger, trying to arm himself with knowledge and logic.

“If you want me to fear you… you should speak more calmly,” Ian interrupted him, tilting his head and speaking with a hint of reproach.

"Because my dad would never be so mean to me."

to be frank.

Ian felt that the other person was somewhat affecting his immersion in the story. He knew, of course, that the person in front of him was not the real Clark, but an image created by the Speed ​​Force.

He'd seen the Speed ​​Force use this method before when he watched "The Flash," it's so outdated.

The reason the other party would choose Clark over Louise might be because the Speed ​​Force wouldn't dare to appear in front of them without that image.

"Are you trying to cover something up with anger?" Ian probed. He took a few steps forward, and the Superman formed by the Speed ​​Force took a few steps back.

They were as if Ian were some kind of deadly plague, and were afraid of being touched by Ian.

"Oh, so it seems that you are the one who is afraid of me?" Ian seemed to have discovered something new, his eyes flashing with surprise and understanding.

He stared thoughtfully at the Speed ​​Force avatar, who looked wary.

The super-intelligent system is spinning at high speed.

With an IQ in the triple digits, their thinking is truly fast.

"Don't come near me!" The Speed ​​Force's warning sounded fierce but lacked any real deterrent power. It did indeed seem somewhat timid. To be honest, it wouldn't experience such strong emotional fluctuations when facing the vast majority of life forms in the universe, even the top-tier gods, after all, it was the very rule of the universe.

It is an unbreakable supreme state.

Even the Infinite Family has to give it some face.

however.

The boy in front of it, by sheer coincidence, was an exception, belonging to those two hands—perhaps one that could be counted on one hand. There was something about him that made it feel...uncomfortable.

"Is it true that if I touch you, I will gain the right to use the Speed ​​Force and become a speedster?" Ian voiced his thoughts, his steps toward the other not stopping.

He could even run incredibly fast.

My feet were practically sparking from scraping the ground.

"No! You're wrong!" Superman, the embodiment of the Speed ​​Force, almost screamed. He dared not admit it, for he clearly foresaw what would happen after that touch—not a simple grant of power, but a deeper, irreversible "contamination" or "binding."

The boy in front of her would definitely not stop just because she refused!
As the source and symbol of time, it clearly understands that it can actively reject and exclude most people's attempts to control the Speed ​​Force, but Superman's youngest son is the only exception. This son seems to be labeled with a unique tag, one that even it cannot fully comprehend.

That was the terror of "God's permission".

"Oh? Is that so? I'm not good at guessing what other people are thinking." Ian gave a pure and innocent smile, but suddenly accelerated and got even closer.

The Speed ​​Force was also retreating.

Its form resembles a frightened rabbit.

They are moving backwards in sync at a rapid pace.

"I already told you! You can't touch me! You'll be torn apart! You'll be thrown away! If you keep doing this... I'll become your real nightmare!" The Speed ​​Force weakly denied, issuing a feeble threat. Its denial precisely exposed its inability to lie.

"Alright! Let's all stand still, one, two, three, freeze!"

Seeing that Ian was completely devoid of martial ethics, and charging forward like a wild dog as he spoke, the Speed ​​Force avatar could no longer maintain the Superman image and transformed into a golden streak of light.

They fled in disarray!
This was a genuine escape.

"Damn it! You'll mess with me if I don't come out! You'll do the same if I do come out!"

It felt very wronged.

"Do you even know what a new immigrant is? This is a classic example of America's open conspiracy. It's obvious you don't pay much attention to our American history!"

"We have a tradition in this regard!"

Ian's answer was impeccable.

Don't come over here!"

The Speed ​​Force yelled as it fled, "You have no idea what you're doing!"

"Huh? This is the third time you've questioned my wisdom! That's despicable! How utterly despicable!" Ian retorted righteously as he chased after him.

His tone was even more aggrieved than that of the Speed ​​Force.

"Of course I know what I'm going to do! I have to become the fastest and save the world! The Justice League can vouch for me! I'm a superhero!"

"You're the bad guy who's stopping the superheroes!"

"It's rotten and oozing pus!"

Ian's tone was righteous and awe-inspiring.

"It's all because of you!" The Speed ​​Force roared in fury, his voice trembling. "You bunch of fools! You're destroying the balance of the entire universe!"

This statement clearly wasn't just directed at Ian, but also included the entire Justice League. Of course, ninety percent of the anger was probably directed at the Flash and Reverse-Flash, those two incredibly fast traitors.

In the sacred dimension that sustains the passage of time, an astonishingly absurd drama of running and chasing is unfolding, and Ian is not entirely deaf to reason.

“Stop, and I’ll listen to your excuses. I’m not the kind of person who causes a disaster without understanding anything. I’m a superhero of the new era who knows what rigorous interrogation is.”

just.

His earnest advice was heartfelt.

The Speed ​​Force may not have been experienced.

It also conjured hundreds of large trucks in an attempt to induce Ian's mental illness.

It has some effect.

However, Ian, despite his stress, was not truly deterred.

"Damn it!! You're trying to scare me with the Great Fortune Celestial Venerable!! You're finished! I'm telling you! Even if Jesus came, he'd be finished with you!"

He simply transformed himself into a massive, angry giant within the Speed ​​Force space, capable of crushing several large trucks with a single foot and running at incredible speed.

……

Although the Speed ​​Force was thrown into chaos by Ian's intrusion, as if it had been through a long chase, in the real world, the passage of time was so short as to be almost negligible.

In the superhuman dynamic visuals of Wonder Woman Diana and Aquaman Arthur.

Ian's figure seemed to have disappeared into the golden vortex of the particle accelerator just a moment ago; they hadn't even fully captured or confirmed the "disappearance" of him.

Just now.

"Wrong! All wrong!"

Reverse Flash's roar and Ian's disappearance occurred almost simultaneously within the same nanosecond!

He unleashed an unprecedented crimson speed boost, like a beast struggling for its life, and charged recklessly toward the spot where Ian had disappeared.

Clearly, Reverse-Flash was trying to seize that fleeting window of time and use the properties of the Anti-Speed ​​Force to forcibly drag the "jinx" that triggered the Speed ​​Force's scream back into reality from the flow of time!
Did he succeed?
Of course, it didn't work.

After all, if he had succeeded, what was happening in the Speed ​​Force wouldn't have happened. His attempt was doomed to fail, not just because he might not be fast enough.

I saw.

"Oh!"

Reverse Lightning had only taken a few steps.

They didn't even get close to the entrance of the particle accelerator.

A hand that seemed to be made of steel, with a speed he could not comprehend at all, struck first and grabbed his entire cheek with precision and ferocity!
"boom!!!"

A very dull, loud noise.

Reverse Flash felt an irresistible force come over him, and in a dizzying moment, he was grabbed by the head by Superman Clark Kent and slammed into the concrete wall next to him!
The bricks shattered and caved in like fragile biscuits, spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards. A searing pain instantly engulfed his entire body; Reverse Flash felt as if his skull itself was groaning.

"Don't!"

He didn't even care about his own injuries, because Superman's dangerous red eyes were almost within reach, and the chilling killing intent was almost freezing his blood.

"What do you want to do?" Superman's voice was unusually calm, but the calmer it was, the more Reverse-Flash felt a chill run down his spine.

“I wasn’t trying to play any tricks! Clark! Look around you! Look around!” Reverse-Flash didn’t try to resist. He knew that any resistance would be futile in the face of that absolute power. He just shouted with all his might, his voice distorted by the pressure on his face.

Superman turns his head.

"What do you mean?"

Wonder Woman and Aquaman immediately looked around alertly, and Cyborg activated his full-body scanning system.

Barry Allen, the Flash, who had just stopped running and appeared from the particle accelerator tunnel, immediately answered everyone's questions with his actions.

"Swann! You said this method would work! You're lying to us again!" The Flash questioned angrily, his perception more direct than anyone else's.

As a speedster.

He sensed that the stability of the surrounding spacetime was collapsing at an unprecedented speed, which is why his expression changed drastically and he instantly rushed to Reverse Lightning, who was pinned against the wall.

The Flash grabbed Reverse-Flash by the neck!

For a moment, Reverse-Flash's head and neck were each gripped by Superman and the Flash, respectively, putting him in a desperate situation. However, he seemed unconcerned about it.

The expression is very complicated.

"Ian has been sent in! But why! The changes in the world haven't stopped! Instead, they're accelerating!" Barry asked anxiously, pointing out the laboratory window where the buildings were distorting and flickering at a significantly faster pace, even beginning to show bizarre and grotesque outlines that were completely unlike anything on Earth!
“You know why, Barry, you know, you just don’t dare to think about it.” Reverse-Flash’s expression was blank, his eyes filled with regret, resentment, and a kind of despair after realizing the terrible truth.

“It’s…we…” Reverse-Flash’s voice became weak and ethereal. He struggled to turn his eyes to look at the Flash who was choking him, his eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

"Batman might be wrong too. Our... our actions just now were the real reason why the world began to change not long ago..."

A classic time-related problem has arisen.

Damian, Jordan, and Jonathan were not the culprits behind everything.

Their actions.

The plan is to send Ian back to the past.

That is the true cause of all changes.

now.

The origin has been anchored.

Just like toppling the first domino, it triggered a chain reaction, accelerating the collapse of the entire time structure and also hastening Reverse-Flash's own demise.

"Time... isn't it?"

Reverse Lightning gave a wry smile.

Everything was spiraling irreversibly towards the worst possible outcome. His body began to become somewhat translucent, and the tips of his fingers looked as if they had been erased by an eraser.

It is disappearing little by little.

The erasure from the timeline has caught up with him, the speedster.

(End of this chapter)