In an instant, the towering, hundred-meter tree was smashed clean in two, sending dust and fallen leaves flying.
Large amounts of purple-black energy fluctuations lingered in the air for hundreds of meters around, giving off an aura of decay and ruin.
Wherever those energy fluctuations remained, all living things rotted at an astonishing rate, their vitality rapidly draining away.
In an instant, the surrounding vegetation withered, insects shriveled from dehydration, and even the air grew deathly still.
This was the effect of the mutated Rat Poison!
Wherever the Rat Poison spread, not a blade of grass survived!
In the shadows.
Deacon He saw the energy pulse spreading toward him but thought nothing of it. He did not even bother dodging.
Could an attack from a mere sewer rat possibly hurt a Night Court deacon?
Even dodging would undermine my dignity as a deacon!
That was what Deacon He confidently thought.
But the next second, the instant that wave of energy struck him head-on, his expression abruptly changed. Poisonous sores so purple they were almost black sprouted all over him, unleashing an itch that clawed at his heart and bones.
"Fuck, that itches!"
"This Ratman's Rat Poison is way too corrosive!"
"Even I'm not immune to it!"
"Fucking hell!"
Deacon He was in unbearable discomfort, scratching his body like a madman.
Although the Blue-Suited Man's Rat Poison neither inflicted fatal damage on this Night Court deacon nor reduced his combat strength, it left his entire body unbearably itchy and oozing pus. He looked utterly bedraggled.
Just as Deacon He was baring his teeth from the itching and frantically scratching his body.
Something suddenly occurred to him, and his expression changed again.
"Wait!"
"If this Rat Poison is so potent that even I can barely withstand it, wouldn't that kid Gu