Chapter 801

Ordinary people could not see the cult-like scene before them. It only manifested in the eyes of someone like Evenson, whose Mental Power far surpassed that of normal people.

But the ability to create something resembling a pocket dimension and make the scene so tragic could only come from an extraordinary dark magic item. Yet although the place was filled with the aura of Hell magic, Evenson could not sense the source of that magic. Moreover, the magical aura lingering here was gradually dissipating like water without a source. That could only mean the item was no longer here.

So Evenson rummaged through everything, trying to find some clue that might reveal what the item was, or at least what it looked like. But nearly everything at the scene had been destroyed by the explosion. Even the particle collider believed to be the source of the accident had shattered into several pieces. There was nothing of value left.

Evenson therefore gave up on searching any further. He activated the Demon Array and returned to the plane, hoping Fitz's crime-scene reconstruction techniques might uncover something new.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?" Evenson was genuinely startled. The moment she emerged from the magic array and returned to the plane, someone in a fully enclosed hazmat suit came straight at her.

The orange-red protective suit had a huge oxygen tank on its back, with a breathing tube extending directly into the transparent visor. Heavy breathing echoed from inside it.

Melinda? Evenson recognized the person in the hazmat suit through the clear sealed faceplate. She was completely baffled. Had Resident Evil broken out or something? No, that couldn't be right. Umbrella Corporation was under my control. How had I not gotten any news?

But Melinda did not speak. She simply looked at