The Hunter and the Hunted

"There's no need. I need to finish the Part 7 before the first one even starts... Let's get going. The virus has already spread throughout the city through the sewer leak. You'd better leave this ruined city before Raccoon City gets bombed."

After saying that, she left. The vehicle then started moving.

She neither gave nor intended to give these characters a chance to speak. Because from the beginning, she felt something was off.

Very strange.

"I always feel like I'm allergic to the name Alice... I think I've had this happen to me a lot before." She shook her head, ignoring her little inner monologue.

She decided to get down to business first.

The real task is to eliminate the main storyline of Resident Evil 7 in Resident Evil 1.

First, there was the Hive's sealed door, which could only be opened by brute force. So she brought a welding torch.

Then came the legendary 100-story staircase, where it was said that anyone who couldn't reach the bottom within ten minutes would be blown up by a bomb. Unfortunately, she didn't find the hidden bomb and only took two minutes to get down the stairs.

Next was the infamous Restaurant B, where dozens of frozen Lickers lay dormant. It was here that the gun she carried came in handy—one shot, one kill, all through the freezers' heads. After all, these things were ultimately just low-level biological weapons; even in hand-to-hand combat, she had the upper hand.

Finally, in the holy land of Resident Evil, a triple-kill laser tunnel appeared before her.

Good stuff. But it can be broken by going through the ceiling.

The girl didn't even intend to walk along the ceiling; she simply raised the welding torch that she used to open the door to the laser channel.

Absolutely no aesthetic appeal—she admitted. But she was simply better at using sheer force than doing gymnastics under a laser net.

Finally, the Hive's mastermind, the Red Queen's terminal, appeared before her.

"You're out of options," she said to the Red Queen, raising her welding torch. "And I know your secret."

"What do you want, outsider?"

"Open the elevator to the hibernation pods in the upper echelons of the Umbrella Corporation, or I'll solder your motherboard and then manually open the elevator to the secret room myself."

"My procedures do not allow me to compromise with outsiders."

"Then you'll have to say goodbye to your motherboard." The girl reached out and tore off the steel control panel. "I know your core is somewhere else. But I can still find my way down, and then I'll solder your core motherboard into carbon."

"Stop, outsider."

"Changed your mind?" The girl tilted her head, but her hands didn't stop.

"The company's chairman wants to see you."

The elevator roared to life, and a ray of light gradually emerged behind the girl.

"But you must first pass the test of meeting him."

The elevator doors opened, and a cool-looking man in a black suit and sunglasses appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

Ah... Wesker. Whether in the movies or the games, this guy is a formidable opponent who gives the protagonist a real headache. Although he gets utterly thrashed by Alexia in the game and dies from being fired in the movie, there are probably very few humanoid intelligent beings stronger than him.

"Madam." He nodded to the girl. "It is regrettable, but your journey ends here."

However, the girl simply tilted her head.

"You know what? I can let you see your own brains."

Fifteen seconds passed.

The girl stepped into the elevator, and Wesker saw his brain.

"Weakling." The unharmed girl clapped her hands. "Even a razor blade is better than you."

"It's a pity I don't need a razor."

She took the elevator to the deepest part of the Hive. There lay the final scene of the Resident Evil movie.

She spoke into the speaker in the elevator.

"So, even if we get another ten thousand blades like these—"

"—You can't beat me either."

Chapter 156 The Hunter and the Huntsman

This is a trap.

—A trap used to kill me.

Dark green blood splattered out, cold and devoid of warmth. As it fell to the ground, layers of frost formed on the earth.

They are numerous and powerful.

Skadi gripped the crudely made greatsword tightly—the hilt was soaked with thick blood and sweat. She didn't know how much of the blood in it was her own, but she knew her enemy had an inexhaustible supply of blood.

They look like fish, fish pieced together with humans. They have flat, large mouths, bulging gills, and muscular arms covered with fins and scales, and their entire bodies are covered with eyes of all sizes.

Every eyeball is alive; it can move, close, and its gaze has power.

Power, the power of the merfolk is a curse upon the hunter.

Every limb encased in an eyeball possesses power—the power to destroy rock, tear through steel, and make the air tremble. And such immense power naturally resides within sufficiently resilient limbs.

'GEEEEE——!'

The strongest Hundred-Eyed Merman has four arms, each gripping a steel fork or anchor infested with parasitic eyes. An ominous aura of the black sea permeates its movements. And when it swings the anchor down, the force of its attack is like the collapse of a mountain.

That might actually be able to shake a mountain.

But the Skadi Mountains are even more resilient.

The crudely crafted greatsword blocked the falling anchor, causing the air to explode and radiate pale waves in all directions. The merman staggered back half a step, losing his balance. The hunter remained unmoved, his sword continuing to spin after the force was dissipated.

The force, generated from the tips of his toes, traveled through his waist and abdomen before converging in his arms, creating a spinning slash that was even faster than the fishman could adjust his position. This strike tore open the fishman's abdomen.

Take a breather, but never relax even a little because of this small victory. Because this is a trap, and a trap means that the enemy is armed or has a large number of troops.

Both of them have it.

'Thud—' The air was torn apart, and the only chance for pursuit was lost due to the hunter's brief retreat. Because if she had dared to take another step forward, a black javelin capable of piercing even iron would have pierced her internal organs!

No, that's not a gun. That's a harpoon.

It is said that in the distant ancient times, before the rise of ancient humans, they used this weapon to hunt whales in the sea.