In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

The Bite of Death is the latest scientific research product of Combat Laboratory No. 59.

As the researchers named this tactical potion, it gave the Empire's enemies the devouring power of "death."

The concentrated liquid was extracted from the death grass, supplemented by various mutated plant materials, and then a large amount of zombie spiritual power was poured into it, and a bottle of "Death Bite" was born.

When the black-purple liquid was exposed to the air of the War Garden, a chemical reaction occurred instantly.

The liquid in the upper layer turned into a viscous carpet, which continued to evaporate into zombie aura and began to dissolve the plant aura in the backyard battlefield.

The liquid in the lower layer penetrates into the soil, directly contaminating the area and continuously spreading to the surrounding areas.

The green lawn became withered and yellow, and the clear water became filthy and turbid.

Looking at the area in front of them covered by black and purple fungi, several spiritual plant warriors suddenly felt fear.

Their feet moved involuntarily, which was their body's instinctive reaction, urging them to stay away from the source of pollution as quickly as possible.

A cold feeling crept up the backs of the spiritual warriors, and a terrifying whisper came from their ears.

The sound was low and harsh, it was both the wail of a dying person and the groan of a person in pain.

"What kind of weird thing is this? It actually affects the environment of the backyard battlefield..."

Mo Chen, who was on the high platform preparing for the battle, murmured to himself, his expression solemn, and his hands tightly holding the guardrail in front of him.

Wendy's expression also changed from relaxed to serious, which seemed familiar to the well-traveled Clover.

This environment is very similar to the empire's large cemetery dedicated to mass-producing low-level undead, but it is more creepy than the large cemetery.

The spirit-planting warriors swallowed their saliva and continued fighting with determination.

But these carpets expanded very quickly, and soon spread to the area where the prototype plants were placed.

The ground under a prototype dual-shooter was covered by a carpet, and the rich zombie aura evaporated. The prototype dual-shooter immediately became lifeless, and then withered and turned into nourishment for the fungus carpet.

For the plant warriors who are exposed to this environment without any special protective equipment, the bite of death is like a slow poison.

Even if the spiritual power is activated for protection, the spiritual power in the body will be quickly dissolved under the erosion of a large amount of zombie spiritual energy.

Either the physical strength will be exhausted first, or the spiritual power will be exhausted first, choose one of the two.

The front row of tree stump defenses had collapsed, and groups of corpses were marching in from the gap on the left and right sides.

When the low-level undead stepped onto the land covered by creep, it was obvious that they had been enhanced.

The eyes become scarier, the claws become sharper, and the muscles become stronger...

"Block the gap and protect yourself!"

Mo Chen threw out a card again and summoned the Prototype Nut to try to block the gap in the stump's defense line.

But in front of the strengthened corpses, the small prototype nuts seemed useless, and they were quickly eaten and wiped clean.

Steven and Kang Hong rushed forward immediately, waving their blades and shields to forcefully block the gap.

The fangs and claws fell on their body armor and protective gear, leaving many dents.

But the two spirit-planting warriors did not retreat. They desperately used the spirit-planting power in their bodies to protect themselves, and did not allow a low-level undead to break through the defense line.

Owen and Zhao Tong, who had just returned from the community, also joined the operation to plug the gap under Mo Chen's command.

Double-barreled shotguns and broadswords are indeed much more efficient at cleaning up low-level undead than shields, but the physical strength of the spiritual warriors is constantly declining.

"Have you ever felt anything moving underground?"

A flaming fist hit the head of the approaching ordinary zombie. Torch Stump gasped for air and turned to ask his comrades beside him.

"Yes, but not just underground, but also in the water!"

Chun Bamboo swung his sword to kill a low-level undead. As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

Blue-gray sharp claws suddenly broke out of the ground and directly grabbed the legs of the two-shooter.

"Fake, let me go quickly."

Owen uttered a metropolitan curse word, picked up the butt of the gun and slammed it against the paw that grabbed him.

What emerged from the soil immediately after was a ferocious-looking head. The enemy attacking the dual-shooter turned out to be an ordinary zombie that had just been born.

The spirit-planting warriors were in a hurry to deal with these sudden uninvited guests, and their physical strength and spirit-planting power were consumed faster.

But more and more low-level undead emerged from the ground and merged into the corpses on the ground, putting the pressure on the spiritual warriors to a new level.

The lawn in the backyard wasn't even, and the pool wasn't any better.

The patrol boat driven by Ye He suddenly hit something, causing the engine to stall directly.

Fortunately, the weed soldiers on the boat and Rhine grabbed the armrests of the seats in time and were not thrown away in the impact just now.

Several low-level undead, covered in algae and mud, roared and emerged from the swimming pool like water ghosts.

They kept pulling at the hull of the patrol boat, trying to overturn the ship.

Water Lily and Little Peashooter looked at each other and each drew their weapons.

The sharp sailor swords and fighting daggers greeted several "water ghosts", completely making them sleep peacefully.

But several low-level undead emerged from the water, and the patrol boat began to shake.

brush!brush!brush!

Turquoise wind blades flew from the air and hit the "water ghosts" surrounding the patrol boat.

The wind blade directly cut open their heads, causing the low-level undead to let go and sink to the bottom of the pool.

Wendy closed her eyes in mid-air and guided the invisible wind beside her, turning it into a tangible blade to help the spiritual warriors escape from the predicament.

The patrol boat's engine was restarted and it returned to the port smoothly.

Ye He picked up the tool box and jumped directly into the water to start the fire line maintenance.

Rhine and two weed soldiers stood vigilantly on the ship, protecting the water lilies from being disturbed.

"The War Garden is being polluted! It needs to be purified immediately!"

Xiaoda's voice rang in Mo Chen's ears, and the Wisdom Tree, which had never participated in the battle, suddenly appeared next to Mo Chen.

Her expression was serious at the moment, and she pointed at the source of the Death Bite pollution on the battlefield in the backyard.

As a liaison officer, Xiaoda needs to observe and deal with abnormal situations in the War Garden at all times.

This is her job and her mission.

"Tell me, what to do?"

Mo Chen didn't say much nonsense and asked Xiaoda categorically how to solve the problem.

"Escort me there and let me purify the land. Of course, please protect me."

Wisdom Tree's voice was calm, she was ready.

Xiaoda knew very well that if she was weak and careless on the chaotic battlefield, her consciousness might return to the World Tree.

"I understand, Wendy, the command will be left to you for now, Rosemary, come with me."

Mo Chen nodded, handed the tablet to the landing Clover, then picked up the Wisdom Tree and took a leap of faith from the battle preparation platform.

A huge scythe appeared in Rosemary's hand. She clenched the weapon and quickly followed Mo Chen, who was running the spiritual plant power and landed smoothly, and ran towards the source of the Death Bite pollution.

Fighting for time is fighting for life, racing against time, success or failure depends on this.