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Chapter 278 The battle for the Kingdom of Decay, face to face! (Please support!)

"The number of people infected by the spore virus is gradually increasing. Those twisted alien bodies are not under Anton's control, they just attack the surrounding life out of instinct."

Ian took the document handed over by Bruce and looked at the numbers on it, slightly surprised.

The blackness of decay has a strong influence on life. This is something he had expected for a long time, but looking at the exaggerated increase on paper, he was still shocked by Anton's ability.

Bruce wears a special bionic bat suit and is a little bloated, but the filter and oxygen bottle he carries with him can ensure that he can stay active longer in the spore-infected area and save more people.

"Are our current defenses really enough?"

Batman tilted his head slightly, and looked at Ian through his black goggles with doubtful eyes.

Ian threw all the documents aside, leaned his butt half on the table, and replied: "Let Swamp Thing and Ivy create forest isolation belts in the queen bee country, and Cyborg create metal protective nets. This is our limit. ."

Batman shook his head, and the thick armor made a buzzing sound as he moved: "Although we created an isolation zone, the premise is that the Queen Bee's citizens have the ability to escape to the protective zone. But without the Queen Bee's connection, Those people don't know how to act at all, and they are likely to turn into aliens halfway."

Ian did not answer Batman's question. He folded his hands on his chest and looked at the usually calm Batman showing signs of losing control. He looked at him quietly.

"Bruce, are you still feeling guilty about the Tower of Babel project?"

Ian's voice speaks directly to Batman's heart, revealing the tough guy's true inner thoughts.

There was a whirring sound from Batman's respirator, and then he nodded seriously and asked, "Shouldn't I feel guilty for my mistakes? Even though you solved all the troubles, Clark and the others didn't blame me. . But it doesn’t mean that the mistakes I made have been written off.”

"I didn't expect that you would think like this!"

Ian was a little surprised, he didn't expect Batman's heart to be so soft right now.

Batman opened his arms and laughed at himself: "Then what kind of person do you think I will be? A cold monster who doesn't understand people's hearts and only knows the mission?"

"Who's to say that the world's greatest detective doesn't know what's going on in people's minds?"

Ian shook his head gently and chuckled: "It's just inappropriate. What we should do now is to save people. After we kill Anton, we will have a lot of time to solve the problem between us. So you'd better not do it again." I project my own guilt onto those poor residents.”

Batman laughed self-deprecatingly, and then reached out to Ian: "You're right, when did I become such a person who can only be sad in spring and autumn. I was never like this before I met you."

"Stop blaming me for your problems!"

Ian slapped Batman's hand away, rolled his eyes and said: "As long as you are a normal person, you will have various emotions, okay?"

"You are right, Mr. Ian."

Batman made a ladylike gesture of thanks to Ian, then left the room, got into the driver's seat of the Batfighter, and rushed towards the spore-infested area.

Ian looked at Batman's active expression and felt very happy. Even people like Batman became active, proving that his changes to the Justice League were effective.

Thinking of this, Ian's mood instantly became better. He walked with ease through the unique aesthetic kingdom of the queen bee and walked to the front line to look for Abigail who was exercising her abilities.

Anton spreads spores and does not spread according to fixed areas, so the infected areas are not connected to each other.

The asylum area set up by the Justice League is inserted in the middle of these infected areas. The forests or metal towers that rise from the ground are like nails stuck in the middle of the infected areas, constantly resisting the erosion from the rotten country.

As Ian walked on the streets, he would encounter twisted alien bodies from time to time. If he was lucky, the infected people would just turn into skinless crawling monsters.

There are many unlucky people who came into contact with plants or animals when they were infected, and combined with flowers, trees, or pets, they turned into disgusting monsters that were difficult to look at.

Ian shuttled in the middle of the infected area, but he did not kill him. He used light alchemy through the Five Spirit Locks to seal these alien bodies in the elements of earth and wood, and control their actions.

The shining light of the elements is like a torch in the darkness, attracting all the monsters in the darkness.

These aliens were lying on the ground with their hands and feet. They lost their senses and only followed their instincts. When they saw the brilliance of the elements, they pounced on them.

But they are not moths flying towards the flames, but hounds biting their prey, frantically trying to bite off the brilliance, but the power of decay in them cannot have any effect on the pure elements.

Elemental creatures have an end point of death, but no process of decay.

"Anton Akane, you deserve to die!"

Ian looked at these completely unconscious alien bodies and couldn't imagine how they would face this experience even if they recovered.

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Ian sighed, his palms collided with each other, a crisp sound was heard, and the earth-yellow earth spirit power spread out in a ring.

Within the area covered by the Earth Spirit Ring, sharp crystals were produced, tearing apart the ground, like sharp swords pointing toward the sky.

The power of the earth spirit continued to reverberate among these crystals, forming a resonance and beginning to change all the materials in the ring.

Those alien bodies wrapped in the power of decay were wrapped in thick elements, and they suddenly roared uneasily. They stopped running after the elements and turned around to start running away from them.

Using his hands and feet, he flexibly shuttled between the crystals, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being wrapped in the elements.Starting from the hands and feet that were in contact with the earth, the petrification phenomenon spread along the body muscles and into the body, turning the bodies of these alien bodies into hard stones and standing in the ring.

"Hiss, I didn't expect the power of elements to be so effective against the Blackness of Decay!"

Ian raised his right hand and looked at the five-spirit lock on his wrist. He found that he had made an empiricist mistake and focused too much on the power of the DC world itself, while ignoring his own power.

He put down his wrist and slowly flew up into the sky. He glanced around and saw the aliens walking around the ring of earth spirits one after another, not daring to get close to the ring of earth spirits that wrapped countless stone statues.

Looking further into the distance, he looked at more metal towers and forest barriers, and had a new plan in mind.

“But before that, we need to get Abigail back.”

Abigail stood in the metal tower, with patients infected by the spores lying in front of her.

These people escaped into the shelter area too late, and were exposed to too many spores on the way out. When they entered the tower, festering malignant sores appeared on their skin.

After they lay on the hospital bed, the sores exploded one by one like punctured balloons. Yellow pus flew everywhere in the isolation room, slapped on the plastic sheet, and slid down along the lines. .

Ordinary doctors simply cannot handle such a situation. If they come into contact with such a severely infected person, the only result will be infection.

Abigail, who wanted to confront Anton, saw the painful appearance of these patients, stopped her hurried steps, came and went several times, and finally came to the doctor.

"Let me save them!"

The doctors who didn't know Abigail's identity looked at the girl with admiration in their eyes.After all, for ordinary people, this is taking the initiative to die. Almost no one has such courage.

Abigail allowed the doctors to put protective clothing on herself, and was stared at with admiration by the people around her. She couldn't help but turn her head away, feeling a little happy in her heart.

Although she became an agent, in order to avoid Anton, she actually didn't communicate much with others.

This was the first time Abigail was recognized and looked at with respect.

Subconsciously, she did not explain her abilities to everyone. After putting on her helmet, she strode in with a clean injection.

As soon as Abigail walked into the isolation room, she saw that the skin on those patients had almost disappeared.

After the sore exploded, large areas of muscle tissue were exposed, and blood flowed out from it, mixing with pus and dyeing the white cloth on the hospital bed orange.

"Uh"

The patients in the isolation room didn't even have the strength to scream. They just lay on the hospital bed, slowly waiting for the final process of transformation to end.

"what?"

Abigail felt a small insect floating in front of her eyes, thought she was dazzled, and blinked quickly.

Then, I saw more bugs, running out of the patients in pieces, hitting the silver metal wall, unable to cling to it, and quickly turned into smoke and disappeared.

"Is this the spore created by Anton?"

Abigail felt the power of the blackness of decay from these tadpole-like things, and immediately had the idea of ​​​​showing off one another.

Recalling Ian's power over the Blackness of Decay, she closed her eyes and began to search for that sense of serenity leading to death.

She heard that the noisy sounds around her were getting away, and the tiny dust-like spores were getting bigger and closer, and countless spores gathered together, shrouding him like a black cloud.

Silently, Abigail and these spores were connected.

She subconsciously hummed a lullaby that her mother had only hummed to herself once. The spores modified by Anton rose and fell with the lullaby, and finally moved towards the tranquility of death in the quiet and comfortable tune.

Although she did not open her eyes, Abigail felt that the vitality of the patients in front of her was stabilizing.

"You're making great progress!"

Darkness suddenly struck, and Abigail heard Anton's voice.

Through the connection of the blackness of decay, she saw Anton's pale face and the heart made of plants and bones in his chest.

Although the heart was beating all the time, there was no breath of life, and the black water flowing out was even more disgusting.

“I had a great leader who taught me more.”

Abigail did not cut off the connection. She faced the man who had tortured her throughout her childhood, and there was no fluctuation in her heart at this moment.

"Looking at you now, I suddenly realize that you are actually not that tall."

Abigail carefully looked at the man who was related to her by blood, and said to his pale face: "The person who has been chasing me for so many years is not you, but my own nightmare. But I have grown up Now that we are old, it’s time to say goodbye to the past and move past the trauma.”

"This is your choice?"

Anton crossed his arms on his chest, surrounding the black heart, and his pale face looked like he was sleeping: "The only thing you learned from that Ian is how to betray your family and your mission?"

"What is the mission of the State of Decay? Isn't it your own imagination?"

Abigail said coldly: "Before you, our family has never had a member who tried to actively expand the Kingdom of Decay. The so-called mission is something that suddenly appeared after you killed the family members."

She was surrounded by black air currents, and half of her feet had stepped into the border of the Kingdom of Decay. She was exposed to more things in the past, and the face she stared at Anton became colder and colder.

"I did it out of necessity."

More black air flowed around Anton's body, and he looked like he was lying on a big black bed, like the legendary Sleeping Beauty.

"They cannot understand the beauty of decay, and they refuse to understand the beauty of decay. They also say that I am crazy, and even want to cut off the invasion of the kingdom of decay."

"How could I let this happen?"

Anton spoke very softly, raising his head slightly, no longer facing Abigail, but more like talking to himself.

"So, I can only send them away from this world. Everything is a necessary sacrifice. When this world accepts the state of decay, people will revel in the paradise of decay forever."

Abigail felt a layer of goosebumps appear on her body as she listened to Anton talking to himself, and a deep chill surged from her heart, making her want to vomit.

"If you want to take away my qualifications, then do it!"

Abigail took a deep breath, looked at Anton firmly with her eyes, and shouted: "But I will never give up this qualification to you. The Kingdom of Decay will never belong to you."

"You look too high on yourself!"

Anton opened his eyes, and under his eyelids were a pair of empty black holes, like black holes in the universe, which began to absorb the power of decay around them.

In the blink of an eye, the black airflow formed a huge vortex, swallowing everything around him into his body.

Abigail tried to calm everything around her, but the area she could control was only a small part.

Although her connection with the Kingdom of Decay is deeper, Anton used his own power. He stood on the dividing line between the Kingdom of Decay and reality, extracted the power of those alien bodies, and created two black holes of decay, swallowing everything up. Almost exhausted.

Abigail's body kept shaking in the chaotic airflow, but she still refused to give up.

She tried to create a calm area in the black airflow, and then based on this, expanded her control area.

But Anton shook his head gently, and the constantly rotating black airflow easily destroyed the calm zone created by Abigail. While constantly destroying her confidence, it also sucked her in front of him little by little.

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