When I returned to the yard, I saw Ivy squatting by the flower bed, holding the leaves of the cherry tomato vine in her hands and mumbling something.
Gentle green light rose from her palm and flowed into the vines. A half-green and half-ripe cherry tomato, like a small lantern, flickered, emitting red and green light.
Dr. Woodrue and the silver-haired woman both looked at her expectantly.
"What is this?" Harley looked confused.
"Communicate with the sleeping green of all things to open the green plant transmission channel." Woodrud said.
"You learned it so quickly?" Harley looked at the bald professor suspiciously, "You can probably cast such a simple spell yourself, so why did you come to Ivy?"
Woodrue had been in Gotham for several months and knew the terrible name of the girl in front of him.
During the battle at the United Hospital, more than 300 people died, including the GCPD, Red Room Bar assassin, Copot Maroni and Fish's younger brother. The hospital became a slaughterhouse and blood flowed like a river.
It is said that on the day after that battle, more than 70% of the hospital's doctors and nurses chose to resign.
Half of them had mental problems while handling the corpses and needed to see a psychiatrist.
Therefore, Woodrue, who was neither a good person nor an honest person, looked at Harley's cold face and felt inexplicably scared.
"Give me enough time, I can barely communicate with the sleeping green of all things, but the hunter is chasing after me.
My talent is not very good. Not only does it take a long time to cast spells, but the success rate is also very low.
I tried it in Central Park on the way and tried it more than ten times without success.
Then Anton came and we drove away again." He said cautiously.
At this time, the younger brother ran up again and sent a message, saying: "Boss, there is a Professor Anton Akane looking for you below. He is also from Gotham University."
"Ah, he's here, Ivy." The silver-haired woman looked at Ivy anxiously.
Ivy sweated on her forehead and said with difficulty: "The green of all things is too huge. When I faced it for the first time, I was like a fish in the sea. Although I can do it with ease, it is too difficult to leverage its power."
Opening the green plant transmission channel certainly does not rely on Ivy's own magic power.
In fact, the source of power for all those who awaken to the power of nature are the green of all things, the red of all living beings, and the black of decay.
Connect with the green of all things and borrow its power to cast plant magic.
"I'll go down and stop Anton to buy time for Ivy." The silver-haired woman said decisively.
"Are you also an awakener of the power of nature?" Harley asked.
The woman hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said bitterly: "My name is Abidal Akane, and I am the representative of the blackness of decay in this generation, but I don't want to become the incarnation of the god of death and decay."
Harley frowned and said, "Okay, let's go down together to meet your relatives and subordinates."
The three natural gods of plants, animals, and decay exist in three closed elemental spaces and cannot manifest into the human world alone.
Therefore, each generation has a spokesperson who becomes their incarnation.
Swamp Monster is the incarnation of green in all things and the god of plants.
Ivy and Woodrue are its priests.
If Abby was the chosen incarnation of the Black Corruption, she should have easily tortured Anton Akane.
But now she is being chased like a dog
"What magic do you know?" Harley asked when they were going downstairs.
Abby said in surprise: "Can you give me a rifle?"
Harry paused, looked at her in surprise, and said, "You are the incarnation of the blackness of decay in this generation, and you don't even know a death spell?"
Abby said bitterly: "I dare not communicate with the blackness of decay, just like Alec does not dare to communicate with the greenness of all things.
We are the chosen incarnations. Once connected to the corresponding natural force, the transformation process will immediately begin and cannot be reversed.
But we have no ambition to become gods, we just want to be ordinary people."
Harley also doesn't know the consequences of becoming the incarnation of the spirit of nature, so it's hard to comment on the two people's thoughts.
After a moment of silence, she asked: "Will Anton kill you?"
Abby shook her head and said: "No, he has always wanted to replace me and become the god of death and decay.
And to complete the ritual of the black incarnation of decay is to embrace death.
In other words, if you kill me, my soul will immediately merge into the blackness of decay and become the master of decay."
Hearing what she said, Harley wanted to blow her head off on the spot and make her the Lord of Death.
But if she really did that, Anton's trouble would be solved easily, but she would be hated by a death-type god.
"Since you can't help me much, just cooperate with me in a play later." She sighed.
"What play? I can't act." Abby said blankly.
"It doesn't matter, just stare and scream. It's easier than cutting out a picture."
"Wow, dear Abby, you came down to see me in person. It seems that Alec's situation is not good!"
Anton Akane is wearing a tuxedo, a bow tie, small round glasses, and a stick in his hand. He has an elegant and gentle temperament and looks very gentlemanly.
Then, he turned to Harley and smiled: "Miss Quinn, I'm sorry to disturb you.
Although Alec was poisoned by decay, he was theoretically certain to die.
But I still hope to see him die with my own eyes, I wonder if you can fulfill my little wish?"
Harley struggled for a moment and said, "I don't know these people at all. If I let you kill them, will I gain your friendship?"
"Harley Quinn, you" Abby's expression changed drastically, she stared hard and screamed.
But before she could make a move, seven or eight boys around her rushed over and held her down, pointing guns at her head and covering her mouth and face with their hands.
Anton Akane looked at Harley in surprise, "This is your home, but I am alone.
I thought you were young and successful, young and energetic, so at least for the sake of face, you said a few words."
The bright colors faded away, leaving only pale and dead gray.
The rooftop and city in front of Anton quickly turned into ruins before his eyes.
He was pulled into the shadow realm.
The fierce power of hell enveloped his whole body, cutting off his connection with the blackness of decay.
The effect of the power of decay looks like undead magic, but it is the most standard power of nature.
The power of all things, the redness of all living beings, and the blackness of decay are all forces of nature.
Everyone is trapped in the shadow realm. Naturally, he cannot use the poisonous bones to attack Ivy in the upper world.
"You set a trap for me?!"
Looking at Harley who had also entered the shadow realm, Anton was not only angry but also confused.
"Those three people are just strangers to you, and you have said it yourself. They are causing trouble to others, and you hate being used."
"But Ivy is not a stranger!" Harley sighed.
"I didn't say I wanted to kill her at first." Anton said.
Harry smiled bitterly. Madam Xanadu and Woodrue both said that Ivy was very talented.
First of all, Death Slayer Anton killed the previous swamp monster and eradicated it, even the babies who had awakened the power of nature.
Can he let go of Ivy, who is more talented?
Secondly, Harley doesn't care about Alec Holland, but after his death, the chance of becoming the next Swamp Thing will most likely fall on Ivy.
Anton knew this and would not let her go.
And Harley doesn't want Ivy to become the incarnation of the plant god.
Therefore, she has too many reasons to kill Anton.
"You think you can kill me like this?"
Anton sneered, the fangs in his palms and mouth disappeared, replaced by a ball of dark green corrosive light.
"You didn't expect that I'm still a dark wizard!"
Harley took out a grenade and threw it, "OOM!"
The melon exploded into a ball of pale light on Anton's chest.
"Ouch!" Anton howled miserably, but he didn't die.
The hand-tailored tuxedo was in tatters, and the flesh was charred, revealing the dead white fascia and black and red rotting muscles inside.
The stench of rotting corpses emanated from his body.
"Naive, you think you can get hurt like this"
"Hey, if I had known you were a monster, I would have given you a stick!"
Harley just used the grenade to interrupt his spellcasting, which also affected his vision, hearing and perception. Then Snakeskin ran to his side, jumped up high, raised the Penitence Stick high above his head, and slammed it on the top of his head.