Poison Ivy saw Bain looking down at the green vines tightly wrapped around him with his gray-white eyes.
"None of this is of any use to me."
A voice that made one's teeth feel sour came from the vines, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from Poison Ivy's forehead. She stretched out her hands, and dozens or hundreds of roots and other plants grew out of the ground, strengthening each one one by one.
On the zombie Bane's body that had been tied into a rice dumpling.
But this doesn't stop Zombie Bane from moving.
The plants turned black and withered under the corrosion of the black of decay, and then the zombie Bane exerted a slight force...
Click.
The huge monster walked slowly:
"Poison Ivy. Right? Can I call you Ivy? I heard they called you that."
Bah!
A gunshot.
Several layers of shields made of trees rose up from Ivy's side in just a few seconds. The current blasted out by the surge effect gun only barely penetrated the first shield and was unable to do anything after that.
Plant master Jason Wood was lying next to them, barely protected by Poison Ivy. His eyes were closed, just like a real dead tree.
Poison Ivy and Killer Croc stood back to back, their eyes fixed on Deadshot standing next to the zombie Bane.
His face that could still be considered handsome in the past has now been replaced by complete rot and maggots.
Staggered canines grew out of his lower jaw, and strands of dark red rotten flesh hung on his lower jaw. Compared to these horrific sights, his gray-white eyes had become the only thing left visible on his face. The Cheshire Cat is still wearing her own mask at this point. This may be a sign that she still has a little self-awareness. Poison Ivy is not sure. But such a weak self cannot shake the blackness of decay, so this is of no significance.
Function.
The sharp fangs growing in concave and convex pierced her jaw, broke her swan-white neck, and left a black stain on her small collarbone.
The ventriloquist has lost his glasses, he is holding a Thompson submachine gun, and the Batman doll he cherished most in the past has been thrown to the ground.
Insect limbs protruded from his mouth.
They were all infected by the Black Corruption, as was the guy named Bane. Poison Ivy had heard of him, the man behind the release of herself and the other inmates from Arkham Asylum, and now they were
Servants of the Blackness of Decay.
Without the protection of the Red of All Living Things and the Green of All Things, they are vulnerable to the more powerful Black of Decay in this area.
The next thing to the end...is what she least wants to meet:
Harley Quinn.
"No..."
Poison Ivy lowered her hands.
Harley Quinn's red and blue twin-tail hair had spread out, and black blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, which was particularly glaring on her skin that had been bleached by chemicals.
And the set of dark green plant armor that Poison Ivy carefully weaved for Xiao Ha...
It has also been completely dyed black.
"In the end...you still can't protect anyone. Ivy. But you still have a chance to save something."
She saw the monster covered in disgusting muscles reaching out to her: "We can make a deal."
"All we need is you, the representative of all things green. This woman has nothing to do with your companions. You call her Harley Quinn, right?"
"You care about her."
"And we happen to not need such an ordinary mortal."
Two voices sounded from Zombie Bane at the same time, and the two hunters from the Black of Decay said together:
"Let's make a deal, one for more.
You know very well that whether it is the parasite of the blackness of decay or the infusion of the green of all things, it is by no means an irreversible transformation. We only want you. This woman named Harley Quinn will open her eyes in a few hours, intact.
Return to her home intact."
"And you need to come to our side...join the Blackness of Decay...Believe me, don't be afraid. The process of purification is very wonderful."
Killer Croc whispered to Poison Ivy: "Damn it, Ivy, you don't really want to do something stupid like that, do you?"
The big green lizard lowered his head and opened his mouth, desperately trying to say something to convince Ivy. He had never resented his weak eloquence as he did today.
He hasn't used his brain for a long time, so that when he needs to use it, his mind goes blank and he can't say a word.
So he finally said dullly: "You shouldn't join the Black of Decay, this is not the right way."
Killer Croc wanted to break his own teeth after he finished speaking.
Poison Ivy reluctantly smiled at him:
"I know what you want to say is, 'Even if I sacrifice myself, they won't let Harley go.'"
Or what you want to say is: "Death is the nature of the Black Decay, how could they defy their instinct?"
It turns out you know everything!
Killer Crocodile nodded like a woodpecker: "Yes, that's what I want to say!"
"If that's what you're worried about, then maybe we can change the transaction."
Zombie Bane pointed at the plant master Jason Wood, who was lying on the ground defenseless.
"We can understand that you don't want to come to us, but you still don't understand the Blackness of Decay."
"Then how about someone else?"
"The guy lying on the ground, his name is Plant Master, right?"
"You have betrayed him once before, so why bother a second time?"
"What does that sentence say? Either don't do it, or do it to the end."
"You are already enemies anyway, aren't you? There is no better deal than exchanging the lives of your enemies and companions for the lives of your enemies."
Even though Killer Croc feels that his IQ has never been high, he also feels that something is wrong with the current situation.
Ivy looked as if she was about to be persuaded.
"Ivy, you must not..."
"I've decided."
Then Killer Croc heard Poison Ivy say: "This is the last resort."
"I'll trade Harley with you."
Killer Croc feels like he's going crazy.
He understood, he understood what Poison Ivy was thinking. She could neither give up Harley nor convince herself to betray the Plant Master, so that damn desire for self-sacrifice came to her heart, making her act like a fool.
Go and send yourself into the mouth of the beast!
He opened his mouth, and then felt his tongue was tied.
"Damn it."
He said.
He saw Poison Ivy scattering the green plants around her, opening her hands, slowly leaving him and walking towards the Blackness of Decay.
"Wait...wait!"
Killer Croc called out to Poison Ivy, his brain spinning rapidly.
"It's not that there is no chance! We still have the last chance! Batman! Ivy! Batman is on our side this time, he is not the enemy, he..."
Killer Croc felt at a loss for words. He hesitated for a long time and finally said:
"Batman always solves everything - Batman always wins!"
Even though Zombie Bane was unable to show a face due to facial nerve necrosis, Killer Croc was still convinced that the other party was angry.
His gray-white eyes flashed with evil light.
"Huh? Is this your hope? Pinning it on others?"
"I'm so disappointed."
"Even if Batman comes - what can he do? He's just a coward who runs away."
He said: "Batman can't change anything..."
But the next second, he was bitten on the back by a huge dragon's mouth.