Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 242 Super Infection
A bloody seed lay quietly in the palm of Zatanna's hand. The originally charming female magician seemed to become holy at this moment, holding her hands in the shape of a bouquet and chanting a spell in her mouth.

"Grow forever."

The scarlet seed floated up, and then a bloody germ swayed through the seed coat. In the absence of soil, it actually took root in the air and turned into a swaying scarlet grass in just a few seconds.

Everyone stared at the seemingly fragile piece of grass, looking attentively like a scientific researcher observing a slide with a microscope.

"Are you sure this is also a part of the 'aboriginal people'?"

Constantine rubbed his arms and shivered coldly.

"Why do I feel like the surroundings are getting colder? This grass looks so evil."

The bartender Alan looked at it for a while, seemed to have no feeling, and shook his head at Zatanna.

"Would you like to try farming on the ground?"

Terry's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Not only that, at this moment, the soil surface that was the same color as the grass blades actually began to swell slightly. Not long after, another slightly shorter scarlet grass emerged from the soil layer.

As the grass was transferred to Alan's palm, the bartender who had been lazy suddenly sat upright. He didn't make any move to recite a spell. He just changed a few gestures and released a large amount of dark matter to wrap the scarlet grass. stand up.

"But it seems that your undead soil is gone."

Noticing the slightly curious looks from a few people, Alan introduced him triumphantly.

Several people watched Alan's operation carefully, but Constantine kept making noises.

Zatanna was too lazy to talk to Constantine, and quickly recited a reverse spell to seal up Zha Kang's vocal cords.

This guy whose cerebellum controls the brain is now full of words about demons from hell. In his words, it seems that a 'pure' girl like Zatanna should not have contact with those disgusting demons.

Terry asked with a strange expression.

Alan's boastful words suddenly got stuck in his throat, and when he looked down, his eyes immediately widened.

"I have a feeling that once this grass is planted, something serious will happen. It will make me feel worse than some demon in hell."

Zatanna was right, it was these people who brought the scarlet seed.

"you sure?"

Just as he was thinking about what words to use to stop him, Zatanna shook her head and denied Alan's opinion.

The calyx-shaped hands moved slowly, and a circle of dark red bubbles rippled around the grass, pushing the strange grass in Alan's direction.

"This is undead soil. It can suppress all foreign plants except undead plants. At the same time, it will slowly corrode and transform them. In this process, combined with some rituals, we can analyze the magic of this grass. Nature."

A bottle of undead soil was silently converted into dark red soil by the scarlet grass.

"Of course, maybe you don't know, but I once served as a biology teacher at a magic school that accepted both the children of heaven and hell, and I have a lot of research on magical animals and plants."

Alan stretched out a hand, and the surface of his skin was quietly smeared with a layer of darkness that was so rich that it could not be dissolved.

Constantine was stunned: "Where did you know the devil, male or female? No, those guys can freely switch between genders - so where did you know the devil?"

"Is it so evil? Can you show it to me?"

The room suddenly became much quieter, and Alan took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained some gray soil, and carefully planted the scarlet grass into the bottle.

The bottle, which was originally only the size of a thumb, suddenly seemed crowded.

"What kind of evil thing is this? Is it so contagious?"

While he was talking, the second scarlet grass had grown to the same height as the first one, and everyone watched helplessly as the soil shook twice, and a third scarlet grass grew.

"What a domineering plant... No, not just plants."

Alan's voice sounded a little excited. "Did you hear anything?"

Terry and Zatanna looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Tsk, the perception of light creatures is just not good enough."

Alan seemed quite dissatisfied with their slowness. With a wave of his hand, the lights in the room flickered twice and then were extinguished by Alan's magic, and the whole room suddenly fell into darkness.

Terry clearly felt that after the surroundings turned dark, Jason shivered unconsciously, and suddenly became a little funny. He reached out and pressed Jason's shoulder to calm him down.

"Afraid of the dark?"

"How can it be!"

This guy is as tough-talking as ever.

"Quiet! Listen carefully to the sounds coming along the darkness."

Following Alan's words, the room finally fell into complete silence, and even Constantine, who was hesitating, fell silent.

After a while, Terry's ears finally caught some traces of a vaguely weird sound.

It felt like a mosquito that had hit a spider web. After struggling feebly, it finally felt that some huge danger in the darkness was approaching everyone bit by bit along the strands of rope.

After a few more minutes, the weirdness that was quieter than a whisper finally became a little clearer.

Terry's brows gradually furrowed.

The weirdness was more like a feeling than a sound.

Whispering.

Like those predators in the desert that crawl out of the scorching soil at night.

The more Terry listened, the more he felt something was wrong, and suddenly asked in the darkness.

"Miss Zatanna, do you have any pets in the house?"

"Um, there's a crystal spider that my dad gave me before?"

"Turn on the lights!"

Snapped!
As the room lit up again, Constantine, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly pointed at the ceiling and shouted hesitantly.

The huge blood reptile appeared out of nowhere and was crawling upside down on the ceiling. The sudden light seemed to stimulate it. After a neighing sound, it immediately pounced towards Zatanna below.

"what!"

An unexpected scene appeared.

Since everyone thought that Zatanna, as a powerful magician, would not be messed up by such a little bug, they all watched quietly.

But he didn't expect that the moment Zatanna saw the blood reptile, she didn't use any magic, but covered her eyes and screamed.

Just when the reptile was about to come into close contact with Zatanna's snow-white face, an arm was firmly placed between the two, and the blood reptile, whose beard was cut off halfway, was not polite and bit him. Go up.

Constantine, who could not speak, turned pale with pain, but because he could not speak, he could only groan in pain.

Terry thrust out a long sword and pierced the blood reptile that appeared out of nowhere.

Alan glanced at the 'Starscream' picked up by the sword in surprise, and shook the glass bottle in his hand in disbelief.

"How are you doing?"

The frightened Zatanna finally no longer ignored Constantine's existence. She rushed forward and rolled up Constantine's sleeves with a worried look on her face. She saw two oozing blood holes suddenly appeared on Constantine's arms. , and the surrounding skin is slowly stained with a strange blood color.

(End of this chapter)