The smoke and yellow sand kicked up by the Batmobile mixed together, obscuring all the view behind.
At this moment, the vehicle finally slowly burst from the underground, allowing a view of the distant Midtown and the gradually darkening sky.
It was daytime, but Barbatos' dark power was invading this world, starting from the United States, the entire sky was gradually sinking into darkness, until it was eternally dark.
"We only have one chance, if we fail, our best outcome is to become batteries." Su Ming looked at the rearview mirror at the stream of cars pursuing them relentlessly, and calmly said to Barry. Over the roar of the engine, his voice, altered by the helmet, sounded very distant.
"Become batteries?" Barry was puzzled, was his electricity that coveted?
Su Ming didn't explain in detail, the treatment of turning into batteries had only been experienced by Superman and Batman: "If I remember correctly, two things containing Speed Force colliding, the Speed Force as an energy would cancel each other out, right?"
Barry nodded, sweat trickling down under his hood: "Yes, I've fought many speedsters, when we fight with Speed Force enhancement, it can only speed up our reaction time, but won't give us the extra impact force of increased speed."
"Objects containing Speed Force from different individuals can't penetrate each other, right?" Su Ming asked again.
"Correct." Barry gave a definite answer.
"Hmm, that's the situation now, pedal to the metal." Su Ming pressed a series of buttons on the console, rows of small lights lit up, accompanied by a voice announcing 'auto-pilot activated, radar connected, route planning complete'.
"What do you mean, at least make it clear." Barry reluctantly lowered his head, his stamina drained by the Speed Force like a leaky faucet, leaving him even unable to make snide remarks. But lowering his head showed him the planned route on the control panel: "Wait, you're going to..."
Su Ming squeezed past Barry, climbed through the previously cut canopy of the cockpit, and with a tug of his hand, rolled onto the roof, lying atop it and speaking to Barry.
"That's right, I'm going to play bumper cars."
"Wait, even if the two Speed Force-wrapped cars indeed stop immediately upon collision, if you don't have Speed Force, you'll instantly receive an acceleration exceeding 3000 kilometers per second, even if you're a Super Soldier, you'd be turned into mush." Barry was shocked and tried to stop Su Ming's crazy idea.
Su Ming indifferently extended a hand to him: "The smoke screen lasts for another three seconds, so grab my hand and keep distributing some Speed Force to me. As long as I can crash into him in the car, I can neutralize the speed."
Barry glanced at the scene in the rear-view mirror, where the blood-red Batmobile loomed in the smoke and sand.
The cockpit of the crimson Batmobile was small, wanting to break through the cockpit in the moment of the two cars colliding and being thrown out, and hit Red Death Demon, was undoubtedly unimaginable to ordinary people.
Although Barry wasn't very optimistic about this plan, the die was cast, and the countdown on the smoke screen had only two seconds left.
He gritted his teeth, reached out, and grasped Su Ming's hand, golden electric light once again spread across Su Ming's body.
"You are really crazy." Barry sighed helplessly, but then smiled, because despite the slim chance, it was undoubtedly scientifically feasible.
Su Ming let go of Barry's hand while lying on the roof, golden lightning spreading across his armor.
Gazing at the vast yellow sand ahead, he pulled the pin on the grenade attached to his chest, raised the Fire God Sword with both hands above his head, bracing for what was coming: "Isn't this the meaning of a warrior's existence? In a moment, grab onto him, and you tie us with the Lasso of Truth, then quickly go to resolve the black hole caused by the Speed Force storm."
Barry intended to say something, but the autopilot settings Su Ming had previously established took effect, Briss's black Batmobile completed an in-situ drift in the smoke, turning 180 degrees.
The two cars faced each other and began driving, separated by a wall of yellow sand and smoke, and in the blink of an eye, they collided, both coming to an immediate halt.
And Su Ming, going from high speed to stationary, instantly received terrifying acceleration, like being fired from a cannon, flung out. Thankfully, the Speed Force's protection kept him from blacking out due to the immense acceleration.
It was too fast to react.
Su Ming had calculated a lot, and he had already posed on the roof, as if he were a human cannonball being fired in a circus.
The opponent's Batmobile was slightly higher, a height difference giving him the opportunity.
The next moment, he immediately felt himself press against something, and upon looking up, found himself sitting in Red Death Demon's lap.
Red Death Demon didn't react, even with the Speed Force, he had a momentary mental blank, clearly he was having fun chasing people down, how suddenly did someone end up sitting in his lap?
The Fire God Sword split open the opponent's cockpit and cleaved through Red Death Demon's chest armor, but for something not of 'metal', it couldn't harm the Dark Knight.
But that was enough.
Su Ming managed to get close to Red Death Demon, and they were both inside a narrow space, both with Speed Force, Su Ming firmly hugging him.
He could even smell the blood and entrails on Red Death Demon, remnants of his past victims.
"Damn, you're not The Flash, you're Deathstroke?!"
Red Death Demon locked eyes with him, realizing the one facing him wasn't the Main World Barry he had been chasing, but someone in black and yellow armor.
Originally, he wasn't bothered by Barry suddenly acquiring another car. In the realm of Speed Force, anything could happen, but an extra person was totally unexpected.
Not to mention, the one appearing beside him under the cover of smoke was the tactical master Deathstroke.
Su Ming didn't answer his question. Fighting against a Speed Force version of Batman, time is the most crucial factor. He tightly hugged Red Death Demon with his arms, their armor grinding noisily under immense pressure.
Red Death Demon realized something was off, but in terms of strength, he stood no chance against this modified human Deathstroke. With Barry's timely assist, he was tightly bound to Deathstroke with the Lasso of Truth during the run to the Speed Force storm.
He could not comprehend, clearly Deathstroke had been defeated by the Knight Order and tied to the Dark Tower, how could another Deathstroke have emerged?
The man in black and yellow mask embraced him, even pinning down his arms, with the grenade trapped between their chests. Staring into his soul were the crimson lenses on the mask, and he heard a hoarse voice.
"Taking you to the sky."
"No! Damn it!"
He struggled frantically, striking Su Ming's sides, but trapped by the Lasso of Truth, punches driven purely by forearm strength packed little power, and Su Ming's Promethium-made armor could easily withstand these blows.
Su Ming could feel in just a brief moment, he'd taken tens of thousands of punches to his side, his bones and innards damaged, with a bloodlust and numerous fragmented memories flooding his mind.
He may have prepared to deal with Barry, but not with Deathstroke. The Holy Statue Armor's toughness was very high, extracting Su Ming's innards was a distant goal.
Even if Promethium wasn't DC Universe's hardest metal, it surely ranked among the toughest, competing against the neighboring Adamantium, and even better resisting magical attacks. Countless Multiverse level big shots use it to craft tools or spaceships.
If it were Darkseid instead of Red Death Demon, Su Ming wouldn't dare such close contact, but Red Death's body is merely another Barry, and in terms of strength, among the weakest in the Dark Knight Order.
He simply hugged Red Death Demon tightly, waiting for the bell to ring.
"Boom!!!"
A massive air current exploded between the two, Su Ming using the Lasso of Truth refused to let go, so the explosive airflow could only vent downward, launching them into the sky like a rocket.
The Promethium armor wasn't damaged, but the force of the repeated explosions close-up left him quite injured, feeling internal damage, darkness closing in around him, but simultaneously gravity began acting on him, the two had reached the highest point, beginning their descent.
The dual hues of lightning started fading from their bodies.
Su Ming extracted a Bat Gold Ore from a small pouch behind him, the coppery metallic crystal glistening faintly, clutching the metal cluster, twisting his forearm to wedge it between them, pressing firmly with his damaged chest forward.
Red Death Demon's chest armor was completely shattered in the explosion, leaving him totally unprotected. In an instant, sharp metal clusters pierced through his chest, a mouthful of blood sprayed onto Su Ming's mask.
Deathstroke's immense power, combined with the metal that countered dark energy, immediately obliterated his heart.
Su Ming used him as a cushion to crash down into the desert.