Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

Beckett with fluttering black hair opened his golden eyes, crossed his arms around his chest, and dense energy light bullets appeared behind him.

died?

It doesn't matter.

Mother box resurrection is waiting for you.

In front of Beckett who was holding three mother boxes, Barry Allen was really hard to even die.

Inhumane torture, inhumane training, in the end Barry Allen didn't even remember how many times he had died.

The only thing he remembers in his mind is Beckett's expressionless face, and that word that can be called a nightmare: "Run!"

run!

run!

run!

Day after day, Barry Allen, who was walking like flying, gradually ran out of selflessness on the temporary runway built by the manual version of Woz, finally rolled up a hurricane of time!

"Here we come." Beckett was shocked, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

An incomparably powerful pressure directly acted on his body, even with a body as strong as Super Four, it was unbearable.

"Tsk..." Beckett gritted his teeth and tried his best, blood gradually oozing from the torn muscles on his body surface.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

Roaring loudly, Beckett's eyes were extremely determined!

And the moment he approached the singularity, the pressure suddenly increased.

A powerful repulsion came suddenly, even if it was as strong as Beckett, it was inevitable to be knocked into the air!

boom! ! !

Out of breath, Beckett rolled dozens of times on the ground and raised his head suddenly.

"what?!"

The singularity of time flickered away, and Barry Allen in the state of no-self disappeared without a trace.

Beckett with black hair and blond eyes stood up, and he was the only one around.

"Who?!"

"who is it?!"

"come out!!!"

Beckett was extremely restless, the one who changed history——

Ok?

Flying ashes passed Beckett's eyes, and Gotham City, which should have been in ruins, was slowly rebuilt in front of Beckett holding the mother box.

"This is?!"

The blinding white light made Beckett close his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, it was already a brand new world.

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United States, Kansas, State Library.

Meera, who sneaked out of the underwater world, sat reading a book, and a strange figure sat in front of her.

"I'm sorry, there are people here...someone is sitting..." Meera raised her eyes and looked at the expressionless man in front of her, and murmured.

"I know."

"But you lost your money."

The man in the floral shirt and beach shorts took out a 100 bill from his pocket, pressed it with a book of Norse mythology, and pushed it in front of Meera.

"my money?"

Mera was puzzled, and took out the wallet in Prada's bag with one hand, and buried her head in counting the assets she had exchanged.

"No, are you admitting your mistake—hey, wait a minute!"

Meera, who repeatedly confirmed that she counted correctly, raised her eyes, only to find that the man in a floral shirt and beach shorts had already walked to the door of the library.

He hurriedly got up and held the one hundred dollars under the book "Norse Mythology: Ragnarok" in his hand, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Hey! Wait a minute! You read wrong, this is not my money!"

"Wait! Can you hear me?! Hey!"

Meera scratched her head after chasing to the road. It was hard for her to imagine that she couldn't catch up with a human being with her physique.

"What a strange person." Meera looked at the hundred-dollar bill in her hand, shook her head in confusion and returned to her seat.

""Norse Mythology Ragnarok"?"

Puzzled and curious, Mera opened the title page of the book.

"Ok?"