What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 953: Sergeant Gwen: The bolter is still there, so it’s not a big problem.

"You are more like a human being than I thought."

Second sister Death followed behind Shangchuangjiang and whispered.

"Second sister, you sound like you're cursing me." Shangcengchan turned around with a bit of annoyance. "Is it possible that we, the upper-level narrators, are just normal humans in the upper-level narrative?"

"When you say this, do you believe it yourself?"

"hehe."

"If you can't answer a question, just laugh it off... Haki, you bastard."

"...Where did you learn all this crap?!"

"I learned it from Li Chengfeng."

The second sister's words left the upper layer speechless.

Learned from Li Chengfeng...

That's pretty much what I learned from him.

However, the second sister obviously didn't want to keep squeezing out the upper class in front of her.

Although the second sister doesn't care, she still has the most basic respect for the upper-level narrator.

After all, the abstract entities of the entire Endless Family are the products of the upper-level narrators.

In a sense...he is their father.

In the maze of the Garden of Fate, there stands a statue whose face cannot be seen clearly.

The fate of the deceased predecessor once expressed that this statue was his remembrance of the creator.

Of course, now that he has become the second generation of destiny, Lachesus has no respect for this statue...

She used the statue as a clothes drying rack.

Seeing that Shangcengjiang did not respond, the second sister did not continue the topic.

After all, she is not the type to like small talk.

These conversations now are just the product of boredom.

She had already followed Shangcengjiang and had walked an unknown distance.

At this moment, the two of them were walking in a place called "subspace" that Li Chengfeng brought back from other universes.

"Although this is a place where conception outweighs reality, is the other upper-level narrator you mentioned really here?"

"Ah? When did I say he was here?" Shangcengchan was a little confused. "This is just a passage..."

"aisle?"

"Well, to be honest, I really don't want to tell you anything beyond this narrative..." Shangcengchan sighed and continued, "You know, this subspace was brought back by Li Chengfeng from another universe. It's not my creation... Although it has now completely established a connection with the multiverse and achieved symbiosis, no matter how you look at it, this place is still forcibly connected to the Great Omniverse."

"What does this have to do with the passage?"

"Because we're forcibly connecting, this is the place closest to the surface of the narrative layer." Upper Layer pointed to the bottomless depths of the subspace. "If other upper-layer narratives want to come here, they can only do so through places like this."

"...Are you serious?" Second Sister Death wiped her nose, somewhat surprised. "The Supreme Beings from other universes outside the Great Omnipotent Universe need to sneak through the cracks in the cosmic barrier... and so the other upper-level narrators have to use a similar method?"

"Do you think I'm really a vegetarian?!" Shangcengjiang was shocked.

The second sister thought about it, then nodded decisively.

"Alright, alright, I guess I have to show you how many eyes the Horse King has!" Shangcengjiang's eyes revealed a determination and murderous intent. "Death... you will be the first person in this great almighty universe to witness a death battle between upper-level narrators."

……

"Hey! There's really no one here! I have to go out now!"

Gwen pressed her face against the only small window of the heavy door and howled for a long time, but no one appeared outside this gloomy-looking but brand-new and high-end prison cell to help her solve her doubts...

Even if it's just to make her quiet down.

She touched her back, and the two swords that she had carried on her back all year round disappeared.

After all, it's just ordinary stuff.

When his hand touched his waist and felt the familiar bolter was still there, he felt relieved.

It seems that only the creations made by Huangpizi are reliable.

After all, in the worldview of the Great Omnipotent Universe, there is no such thing as a bolt gun.

So when reality changes, this thing will just remain intact.

Gwen pulled out the bolter hanging on his waist and showed an excited expression.

"Prison break or something...it's really my first time!"

"Oh!"

With a gunshot, a hole big enough for Gwen to escape was blasted out in the heavy alloy door.

"This thing is pretty strong... I thought the wall next to it would be blown away too."

Gwen grumbled and went out.

The corridor was exceptionally bright.

High-brightness white lights illuminate every corner of the corridor...

Of course, it’s still that two-dimensional scene.

To be honest, Gwen has begun to get used to it and enjoy it.

This was her first time experiencing this.

Holding a grenade launcher in his hand, he randomly chose a direction and walked forward aimlessly.

Along the way, she saw many of the same cells.

And in the cell, there is a group of third-rate villains imprisoned.

The most famous of them is probably Killer Croc.

His abilities aren't that strong; he's just a blank slate with a weird crocodile appearance.

But in the original work, he is a supporting character who appears quite frequently.

He has appeared dozens of times in various DC animations and animated films, and is considered one of the best third-rate villains.

However, Gwen has no interest in Killer Croc.

She continued walking forward.

After about five minutes, she reached the end.

She looked at the cell at the end and raised an eyebrow.

This place... you can tell at a glance that it is not the place where those third-rate things were before.

If she wasn't mistaken, the gate and the walls should be made of vibranium.

Although it is not the hardest metal in the entire universe, it is definitely among the best.

At least in a place like this where all kinds of third-rate villains are imprisoned, this is definitely an excessive treatment.

This also means...

The people in here are very dangerous.

At this moment, a whistling sound suddenly came from behind her head.

She subconsciously dodged to the side, and then several black darts embedded in the wall beside her...

Black, bat shape.

"Who are you and why are you in Arkham Asylum..."

A low, hoarse voice came.

But to Gwen, it sounded like heavenly music.

She turned around and gave the guy in the classic Batsuit a hug.

Then, before the other person can react, let go.

"It's great to run into someone I know here, Bruce Wayne."

"Bruce Wayne?"

The bat in front of him was stunned, and after hesitating for a second, he actually chose to take off his mask.

A young and handsome face appeared in front of Gwen.

"My name is Damian Wayne."

"Although I don't know who you are..."

"But how did you know my father?"