What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 820 Leon and the Red Trench Coat

"What Taimanin? I advise you not to talk nonsense!" Gemma glanced at Max, "Although I don't know what this thing you are talking about is, but your expression tells me... this thing is definitely obscene."

"Ahem, you know me well."

Max forced himself to shift his attention away from the eight-foot-tall man.

Although this Taimanin-like outfit is extremely eye-catching, he himself does not feel ashamed at all.

"It has nothing to do with understanding or not... Let's get back to the point!" Gemma pointed to the parallel universe information receiving device beside her, "Now that the BSAA team has set off, how can I send Lady Hachisha to them?"

"It's simple. Just find a guide..."

Max pressed a button at random.

Then a few seconds later, there was a flash of blue light.

The tall two-headed birdman gradually appeared in front of everyone.

"Mortal, why do you summon the great Fate Weaver?"

"Carlos Fateweaver, one of the Lords of Change, also known as Tzeentch..." Max looked at the information in his hand, then raised his head to look at the huge two-headed birdman and smiled calmly, "You should know about the cooperative relationship between our FBI and the subspace, right?"

"Yes." "No!"

The two heads came up with different answers at the same time.

"No? This two-headed bird is here, and the left brain is attacking the right brain?" Lady Hachisha, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up, "What's going on?"

"The Lord of Change has two heads, one speaks the truth and the other speaks lies... and we can't use some simple questions to determine which head is honest, because it is possible that the functions will be swapped after each speech." Max smiled. She has been dealing with these things in the subspace for a long time, so she knows everything about them. "My suggestion is to correct this habit, otherwise the FBI will cut off the subsidies to the big demons..."

"Ahem, I'm just a little used to it. Endless years in the warp will more or less develop some bad habits, right?"

Upon hearing that the subsidy was cut, Carlos Weaver instantly returned to normal.

Sure enough, even the great demon Tzeentch would speak immediately when he heard that the supply was going to be cut off.

"It's good to be normal... Now your mission is to take this lady and follow the trail left by your master in the subspace to the ninth parallel universe."

"Oh, just lead the way, no problem." Carlos Fate Weaver's two heads nodded repeatedly, "It's not a difficult task... Just follow behind the master, right?"

"That's right, you don't need to do anything extra."

"That's easy. Mission accomplished!" Carlos Fateweaver said as he opened the entrance to the warp. He also said, "This is our Tzeentch Daemon... If it were a group of Khorne Daemon who only know how to run rampant in the warp, it would be difficult to deal with."

"Enough of your subspace-specific praising and trampling."

And Mr. Hachisha lowered his head and looked at Zhenma.

"Jemma, do you think the Great Savior...would approve of me?"

"As long as you complete your mission, he will definitely acknowledge your identity." Zhenma nodded to Master Bashi. "After all, in terms of your life nature, you are now Agent Li Chengfeng's dependent, there is no doubt about that... and Agent Li Chengfeng is also a man who knows how to be flexible."

"Then... is that kind of thing okay?"

The body of Hachishaku-sama, which was filled with the charm of a mature European aristocratic lady, trembled slightly.

"Well, I still advise you to be more open-minded." Gemma sighed, "Although you have told me for the thousandth time that you want to sacrifice your life and body for the great savior, I still hope you don't do it... First of all, this thing can't be broadcast, and secondly..."

"You don't want to be killed by Hela, the Goddess of Death, do you?"

……

"Well, the private goods of superheroes are really powerful... My pistol can't even penetrate it completely! This is a fine magic tool made by combining uru metal and vibranium!"

Leon couldn't help but exclaim in amazement as he looked at the bat suit that was destroyed after being shot several times with his two guns.

There are at least dozens of equally sturdy battle suits on display here...

Even the screen of the 3D printer next to it shows the amount of remaining material.

After testing the quality of the armor, Leon went to the 3D printer without hesitation.

Looking for armor doesn't mean he wants to cosplay Batman...

This will definitely be targeted in advance by some so-called super-powered zombies.

It was a negative factor for him to carry out the mission.

"Okay, okay, let me see..."

“Wow, this template of a long red trench coat looks pretty cool…Does the Batman in this universe have this kind of aesthetic?”

"Black lining...pants...boots...done!"

Leon hummed a little tune as he operated back and forth on the screen of the 3D printer, and finally determined the specific image of the armor.

All in all, it has nothing to do with Batman standing out.

"Om..."

The 3D printer started working, and soon, protective gear that looked like ordinary clothes but actually had extremely strong defense appeared in front of Leon.

After feeling the touch which was no different from ordinary clothes, Leon took off his bathrobe without caring about anything else and put on a show of handsome guy changing clothes with a side-parted hair.

Bats are dead anyway...it's okay to change clothes naked in his bat cave.

You can't make him angry and bring him back to life, right?

"Um, Leon..."

"What's wrong Cyborg? Did you see that my biceps are a bit out of control?"

"no……"

"What's that for? My pecs or my abs? To be honest, Claire has always thought that my pecs have gotten bigger again... and she always calls me a male Bodhisattva."

“Listen to me, Leon! There’s a living being behind you!”

Leon, who was putting on his pants, was startled by Cyborg's voice, then he instantly grabbed Ebony and Ivory with both hands and pointed them behind him.

The reaction of a living being...means it's not a zombie.

"Who's there? Get out!"

"Hey! You'd better be polite as a man who invaded someone else's house... If I hadn't let you in, even if you found the mechanism to enter here, I could make it ineffective and seal off the entire Batcave."

A woman's voice sounded from the shadows, and a pair of emerald green eyes reflected a little light.

"Come out of there... I'm a reinforcement from a parallel universe, and I need to know your name."

"Parallel universe...?"

The woman was stunned, then took two steps forward and left the shadow.

"My name is Barbara Gordon."

"You can also call me Batgirl."