Taking It Down
The poison in these poor bastards was clearly an active biological toxin, feeding on the energy of their own bodies and spreading rapidly like cancer cells.
As the owner of the Venomous Flower Vine, Alvin knew just how terrifying its poison was. He also knew that toxins like this could survive only inside a living host.
The toxins of plants and animals weren't radioactive. Once outside a living host, they would slowly break down in the environment.
There were hardly any rats in Hell's Kitchen's sewers because Alvin occasionally sent the Venomous Flower Vine out to strike. After every "cleanup," the rats in the sewers would disappear for a week or two. By now, New York's rats had mostly stopped going anywhere near Hell's Kitchen.
The Venomous Flower Vine had rooted the terror of its poison in the genes of New York's rats...
But as the old professor had said, no one would carry such a potent toxin around without a way to control it.
Alvin could control the Venomous Flower Vine, so presumably Gonggong could control the Green Snake that had sprayed the poison.
Though it was called a "Green Snake," Alvin hadn't even seen a single hair on it.
The poor bastard who'd just died had only managed to cry out once before dropping dead.
Hearing the old professor call out with such confidence, Alvin contributed another two dozen antidotes, giving the poor bastards a little more time to hang on. Then he headed for a stepladder and climbed up to see what was on the corpse's wrist.
Fully armed, Alvin cautiously approached the giant's wrist. A small patch of coral had been pried away, revealing a vivid flash of green beneath it. He carefully activated the Dragon Talisman and summoned a blade of water,