Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 243 Curse on the Body
By the time Zatanna had finished treating Constantine's injuries, and with the help of Alan, he had restrained the spread of blood, Zha Kang himself was already pale with pain, and he sat down on the sofa with sweat on his forehead. Roll your eyes.

"Strange, this guy is not so manly in my impression, isn't he?"

Looking at Constantine who remained silent the whole time, Alan rubbed his chin and clicked his tongue twice.

The latter gritted his teeth and raised his middle finger with his other good arm.

Zatanna, who was holding a pot of freshly prepared potion, heard Alan's words and seemed to finally remember something. She blushed and lifted the reverse spell that had blocked Constantine's ability to speak.

Suddenly, an extremely exaggerated sound of air-conditioning came from Constantine's mouth.

"Mom! Why does it hurt so much!"

A few tears squeezed out of the corners of Constantine's eyes, and his lips kept trembling. It seemed that after he was able to speak, he felt pain more clearly.

"In so many years of exorcism, I have been bitten by one or two strange demon species, some of which are even poisonous, but I dare to swear on my dick that this time today is the most painful! "

Alan, who had no sympathy for Constantine, grabbed the other man's wrist, carefully looked at the blood color spreading through the ferocious blood vessel-like lines on his skin, and shook his head repeatedly with emotion.

Terry picked up a spider leg and shook it.

The scarlet infection was more powerful than he expected. Logically speaking, with only a little bit of soil, a few bottles of scarlet grass could not be considered an environment at all.

Terry's mind flashed back to the records about blood reptiles he had read when he was bored and looking through the Monster Manual.

'Most spiders will act alone, but those affected by the Crimson Nest will work together to eat away at life. '

Terry on the side was wearing the protective gloves provided by Zatanna, grabbing the blood reptile taken off the sword and turning it over and over.

But for Kang, as a spell-reciting magician, with his mouth sealed and no time to take out any props, he was actually no different from a mortal.

"But then again, it doesn't matter if a girl raises spiders. You already raise spiders. Why are you so frightened by this thing?"

Jason, who had been following Terry before, finally escaped this time. He seemed to be repulsed by this terrifying creature and squatted alone in the corner of the living room in a daze.

Zatanna retorted unconvinced.

Frankly speaking, with such a little thing, even Jason, as long as he is cruel, can easily kill it with the help of some tools.

But when the house fell into darkness, through some method that even Alan, who could regard the darkness as his hometown, couldn't detect, the spider Zatanna kept in the house was infected into another kind of flesh and blood life.

"The spider I raised is not a spider! It is a crystal spider given to me by my father! A crystal clear magical creature that looks much prettier than this ugly thing!"

After casually looking at the glass bottle that Alan was still holding in his hand, Terry packed the blood reptiles on a tray and placed it on the coffee table.

Just a few coincidences came together, causing a little monster, one of the weakest in the scarlet terrain, to bite a magician in front of a room of powerful people, and also injected some kind of forceful infection into it. transformed substance.

But Zatanna, as a female magician, was frightened by her terrifying appearance, and only Constantine, whose mouth was sealed, reacted.

"It's weird if it doesn't hurt. Looking at the bite marks of this thing, it can't be called poisonous at all. It seems to be rapidly transforming you into another flesh and blood creature. Your own human genes have been violently tampered with. It can be said that it is... It disintegrates your body from the root, and the pain caused by the toxicity of ordinary injuries is simply incomparable."

No one present would take this thing seriously.

This thing is different from the one he saw in the underground maze. Although they are both called blood reptiles, this one was transformed from the magic pet raised by Zatanna. Strictly speaking, it looks better than the underground one. After seeing too much, Terry guessed that this thing was actually the so-called crystal spider dyed the color of blood.

Women, women, you won’t recognize them if they change their color. This range of preferences is too strict.

"Brother, instead of studying that ugly thing, you might as well study my arm!" Constantine shouted in pain towards Terry.

"I feel like the thing it left in my arm is still digging in! Can you help me solve this situation first?"

Seeing Terry's indifference, Constantine cast his pitiful eyes on Zatanna, who was bandaging him.

Zatanna's attitude was finally a bit gentler than before. Although she still looked a little annoyed, her tone was actually a bit arrogant.

"Look at what I do, it's good that I can find a bandage to bandage you - I'm not good at healing magic, not to mention the condition of your arm is probably far beyond what healing magic can solve."

Constantine looked at the bartender again.

The latter waved his hands to express his helplessness.

"I'm trying my best if I can help you suppress the infection. It's not poisonous, it's more like a curse. You are an experienced expert in curses. You should know best in this regard."

After turning around, Constantine's eyes fell on Jason.

Jason was stunned for a moment and stood up from the corner: "Do you need me to cut off your arm?"

"Oh no, thank you. Sit down and rest, kid."

Seeing that the bandaging was completed, Zatanna swayed her slender waist to deal with the discarded potions used to wipe the wounds. Constantine stared at his arm for a few seconds.

"If it's a curse, I do have a solution, but I'm afraid I have to go out and deal with it. I don't want to continue to ruin my image in Xiao Zha's heart."

"Brother, you know you don't have much of an image at all, right? Miss Zatanna is probably just remembering some old friendships because you saved her."

The bartender Alan complained mercilessly.

It's just that Constantine didn't care about it, but laughed twice.

"It's not me. If it weren't for tonight's inconvenience, with this move, I could climb back into Xiao Zha's bed."

"Exchanging wounds for guns, it's really yours."

"In fact, it's okay if you keep the curse, it will make it easier for us to continue to conduct more in-depth research."

"Oh no no no, you can't stay with me."

Constantine looked at Terry: "I am indeed an expert in dealing with curses. The best way is to find an unlucky person and transfer the curse."

Terry glanced at him coldly.

"Do you think I'm the unlucky guy?"

"Of course - no, don't you have a follower? Can you lend it to me for a while and return it to you immediately?"

Constantine refers to the psychic pirate Roger who was forced to take him on the journey with the threat of force. I originally thought that guy was honest, but unexpectedly when he came all the way, he used Constantine to cast a spell to smuggle Zatanna out. Trying to escape when the warning magic is on the outside of the residence.

As a result, he was knocked unconscious by several people and left outside.

Of course, you can't run away. Terry released the guard slime and integrated it into Roger's body. Even after the guy woke up, he couldn't move a single muscle in his body.

(End of this chapter)