What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 1034 Upper Level Sauce: I feel good

"You're really cruel to your own people. I'm afraid Li Chengfeng will really have some psychological trauma after this incident."

"Haha, isn't this just to help him?" Shangcengjiang sneered. "Besides, I clearly wrote 'Cannot leave without ascending', and you, BYD, changed the word ascend to XX. And Li Chengfeng is such a jerk. Otherwise, how could we have ended up like this?"

In some unknown space, Shangcengchan crossed his arms and looked impatiently at the person sitting across from the table...?

To be precise, it is a human figure woven from some kind of flame.

But there is no temperature and nothing will burn.

"But don't you think this is...interesting?"

"Interesting! Can you go to the other upper-level narratives and cause trouble? I'd definitely find that very amusing." Shang Ceng Jiang curled his lips. "Jiang Mo, don't think I can't kill you just because you're the embodiment of all the evil in the upper-level narratives... At least I can still beat you back to your original form."

"Although I've transcended, I don't stand much chance against you, the highest-level narrators... But if you want to control me, you'll also have to pay a heavy price." The Crimson Demon's Warlock Flame incarnation smiled a very human smile, a smile that resembled both the Laughing Bat and Lex Luthor. "Are you really willing to go this far? Just to return me to my original form, are you going to give up control and protection of your creations? I don't believe you, the upper-level narrators, are so reckless."

"...Hmph." Shangcengchan was speechless.

All transcendent beings are no match for the top-level narrator in terms of power level and narrative height.

But, transcendence itself is their best protective color...

In a sense, maybe it’s “balance”?

Not to mention, Jiang Mo is the only one whose power comes from the transcendence of the top narrative.

Just as Jiang Mo said...

The cost of dealing with him is simply too high.

So big that even the top narrators have to consider carefully and make great sacrifices.

Shangcengchan had to admit... he couldn't accept this price.

This is also why he is sitting here calmly with Jiang Mo at this moment.

"So what do you want? I don't believe you just want the DC Universe to return to its original trajectory."

"Returning the DC Universe to its original trajectory... is just a side dish." Seeing Shangcengjiang's attitude change, Jiang Mo smiled even more, "I want... Li Chengfeng."

"impossible!"

"How do you know it's impossible? Why can't Li Chengfeng take the initiative to throw himself into my arms and become my agent in this endless narrative?"

"I don't allow it."

"Yes, yes... Of course you wouldn't allow it, because Li Chengfeng is the successor you chose. How could you possibly allow this to happen?"

The Crimson Demon placed his hands on the table, and the fire rushed towards the white paper on the table.

Shangcengjiang only needed to give a glance, and Jiang Mo's hands were completely cut off, and then disappeared into thin air.

He glanced down.

The white paper was still intact, but in the middle, two black spots, so small that they were almost invisible but indeed existed, were moving back and forth and left and right at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

These two black spots are Li Chengfeng and Bruce Wayne.

And this piece of white paper is the "void" that surrounds everything outside the DC universe where they are.

"You really don't want me to get even a little bit of Li Chengfeng..." Jiang Mo was not surprised at all. "You know clearly that there is no need for me to be angry about my contamination of him... Because this is the DC Universe, not the almighty universe you created, so here, we are equal. Unless the top storytellers in charge of the DC Universe come, otherwise we can only hold our ground here, waiting for Li Chengfeng to be completely infected by me..."

"No wonder you deliberately kidnapped Bruce Wayne to the DC Universe..." Shangcengjiang glared at Jiang Mo coldly, "We all know that the top storytellers in places like the DC Universe and the Marvel Universe are impossible to descend upon."

"Bingo!" Although the Crimson Demon's Delusion Fire Incarnation had lost both hands, Shangcangjiang still saw the feeling of "dancing with joy" from him. "So no matter what, as long as you don't sacrifice some of your authority, then I will definitely win."

Jiang Mo's attitude can be described as arrogant.

But at this moment, Shangcengchan's originally tense body relaxed and the expression on her face softened a lot.

Jiang Mo...do you really think so?

Then... he will definitely suffer a huge loss at the hands of Li Chengfeng.

Just like he had just cut off the hands of the incarnation of the Crimson Demon's Delusion of Fire, and pretended not to see the two hands that almost turned into nothingness and drilled into the void.

Li Chengfeng, ah, Li Chengfeng.

I led him away.

Next...it's your turn.

After saying that, Shangcengjiang raised his head and without any warning, slapped Jiangmo in the face.

"...No, why did you slap me?"

"I didn't slap you?"

"Are you taking me for a fool?"

"Nonsense, I can't stop your corruption, but I can beat you up!"

"...This doesn't help anything." Jiang Mo was stunned, and suddenly seemed to think of something. He leaned back slightly, as if preparing to escape.

"Yes, I know."

Shangcengchan grinned, revealing a malicious smile.

"But I'll be very happy."

……

"I'll count to three, two, one! Let's both let go of our hands! I think we need to trust each other!"

"I think so too. We've been through so much together... We should have a little trust."

Li Chengfeng and the bat sat in this room for an unknown amount of time, and finally calmed down to some extent.

As people who have all seen the top-level sauce, they know very well that although this top-level narrator seems a bit unreliable, in fact, every move he makes is based on far-reaching considerations.

They can trust him completely.

And this XX might not mean letting them fencing...

Thinking of this, Li Chengfeng and Bruce Wayne's tense bodies and nerves slowly relaxed.

The previous wave of trust crisis was a bit funny.

The two people let go of each other's hands and took away their hands covering their private parts.

"What do you think XX refers to?"

"I don't know. Now we can only guess based on the context."

Li Chengfeng touched his chin, and just as he was about to speak...

The next moment, the entire house, which was made of blank space, turned crimson.