What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

"You! You! You've gone too far!" Barbatos blushed slightly at Lee John's arrogant face. "Don't think that just because I'm not at my peak, you can insult me ​​at will..."

“So what if I insulted you? Huh?” John Lee looked at Barbatos’s massive body with disdain. “Tell me, how do you have the nerve to come up with such a bunch of titles when one of your biggest hobbies is hanging around Wayne Manor spying on my second father?”

“I…” Barbatos opened his mouth, then suddenly realized he couldn’t refute it at all. His mouth opened and closed, but he could only manage to stammer out one sentence, “I was just observing Batman… not spying. How can you call it spying when it comes to the Bat God’s affairs?”

Then came comments like "Just following Bruce Wayne" and "I'm definitely not a Batman fanatic," and for a moment, the Batcave was filled with long-lost joyful laughter.

To be honest, Barbatos's words might fool a child... but don't fool yourself.

after all……

He's essentially a dragon!

A dragon that assists the world's forgers in destroying the defective world!

An immortal dragon, representing darkness and destruction!

The fact that YitiaolongTM calls itself the God of Bats every day, doesn't that prove something?

He's just a morbidly twisted bat fetishist.

It has to be ranked after the bat mite.

Although John Lee made a few sarcastic remarks, it was mainly because Barbatos had tried to show off in front of his brothers and sisters right from the start.

In fact, when he looked at Barbatos, his eyes were still full of surprise.

Although Barbatos may seem a bit low-class, it is actually an existence that can be described as "immortal," and it is also the pet of the World Forger...

At his peak, he could be considered a supreme being.

"Moha moha! We're all brothers! I was just joking with you." John Lee stepped forward and patted Barbatos's calf. "...Why are you so tall?"

"How can you blame me for this?" Barbatos was both amused and exasperated by John Lee's ability to change his expression so quickly, just like Li Chengfeng. "Can we talk about something serious?"

"Serious business? What's there to talk about with you here? As one of the supreme beings in the multiverse, why don't you just give this damn Outer God a Leo kick and end the fight?!" John Lee gestured with his hands. "Don't tell me you can't even handle a supreme deity that hasn't fully descended!"

John Lee finished speaking confidently and waited for Barbatos's reply.

After waiting for ages, this guy didn't even utter a sound.

Instantly, a bad feeling crept into my heart.

"You don't... really can't handle that thing, do you?"

"What are you talking about! How could I not be able to handle this thing in my prime!" Barbatos slapped his chest twice, followed by a series of coughs.

Just listening to the sound...

It's almost a fistula!

"But the problem is... you're not at your peak right now, are you?"

"...Don't be so blunt."

"I actually believed your nonsense!" John Lee kicked Barbatos in the knee.

Barbatos cried out in pain after being struck hard on the knee, and then rolled on the ground.

The air of superiority they had when they first appeared has been completely shattered into dust.

Even his friends from the Republic looked at Barbatos with disdain...

As the saying goes, a true hero doesn't dwell on past glories...

At your peak, you were the God of Darkness and Bats, but now you're just a Black Bat.

What good is it?

"Hey! Aren't you guys being a bit too harsh with your eyes?!" Barbatos retorted, on the verge of tears. "You're all young people in the prime of your lives! Where did you get such malicious looks from?!"

“You need to understand, you have to be useful first before we can look at you like a normal god.” Damian curled his lip. “But unfortunately… right now you look no better than a stray dog ​​on the street. John was right, you really are a little rascal.”

“…No, although my strength hasn’t recovered yet, I have a way!” Barbatos sat up, clutching his calf, and looked at the young people in front of him. “Your thinking… is a bit rigid.”

"Straightforward thinking? A bat that ate a defective universe and became brain-damaged has the nerve to talk about us!?"

"Look! You're in a hurry again!" Barbatos, finally feeling like he had captured the intellectual high ground, said with his hands behind his back and a smile, "When you're considering the power to break the deadlock... why are you only focusing on six-dimensional beings? Didn't you see these huge angels and demons?"

As he spoke, Barbatos stretched out his hand and pointed to Lori, Raven, and... Tracy.

Lori is an angel, there's no problem with that.

As the only daughter of the Demon King Sangu, Raven could easily be considered a demon.

But Tracy... that's just outrageous, isn't it?

Although Lucifer was indeed her stepfather... in the end, they were not related by blood.

So, apart from John Lee, in the eyes of others, this was definitely Barbatos suffering from dementia.

But John Lee's eyes lit up.

Others might not notice, but as Tracy's inseparable best friend, he had long since noticed the changes that were constantly taking place in her.

In fact, most of the angels, including Lori, were unaware that Lucifer's lineage had long since transcended the limitations of "genes" and "bloodlines."

Instead, it rose to the level of "concept".

In other words... even if Lucifer is her stepfather, Trish will still inherit some of Lucifer's traits.

And its most remarkable characteristic is that its body begins to become invulnerable to weapons...

Only John Lee and Raven knew this; even Tracy herself was unaware…or rather, she hoped she was unaware.

Just like Lucifer would turn into a mortal body within a certain distance of Chloe, anyone with even a little fighting ability could beat him to a pulp.

But in reality, it wasn't Chloe who influenced Lucifer.

Rather, it was Lucifer himself who wanted to be influenced by Chloe.

This is the state Tracy is in right now... She subconsciously wishes she were an ordinary person.

So, unnoticed, she was an invulnerable angel in the process of awakening...

But when she subjectively observes her own state, she reverts to being a little brat who can cry for a week if she's punched.

This principle, in essence, can be traced back to the supreme God, our grandfather.

Who made Lucifer one of the "preparatory gods"?

This near-"wish fulfillment" ability doesn't affect the essence of the universe...

No, it's less about ability and more about a mark.

This signifies that Tracy has the potential to become the third generation of the Supreme God.