Containment Breach

"W... Wesker, d-don't leave me..."

A blood-soaked shareholder crawled to the security door and stretched out his trembling right hand, desperately begging Wesker for help.

He was lying beneath the sensor, and the object it detected was preventing the security door from closing any farther.

Seeing the man about to charge at him, Wesker didn't hesitate. He raised his foot and kicked him in the jaw!

There was a sharp crack!

The shareholder's neck snapped instantly, his head twisting at a grotesque angle. The kick killed him on the spot...

With the "obstacle" gone, the heavy security door finally continued to descend.

When it was only a fist's width above the ground, bloodcurdling screams came from outside. The man had probably reached the door and was mercilessly reaping the lives of the shareholders out there!

Finally, with a heavy bang, the security door shut!

From the moment he discovered the Safe House to the moment he forced them into a dead end, it had taken him less than half a minute!

Wesker's eye twitched as he watched blood seep through the gap beneath the door. He knew the shareholders outside had all died beneath the other man's claws.

Still, a few shareholders had managed to make it inside.

They panted for a while before recovering from the terror of their narrow escape. Then they glared furiously at Wesker and cursed him. "You son of a bitch! You bastard orphan! You must have planned—"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four gunshots cut off the shareholders' unfinished curses.

A fist-sized bloody hole had appeared in each of their left chests, right where their hearts were. Through the holes, you could see the other side.

The shareholders lowered their heads and stared in disbelief at the holes in their chests. Then their eyes rolled back, and they fell to the ground, their corpses still twitching faintly with reflexive spasms.

Wesker expressionlessly lowered his smoking Magnum Revolver and stepped over the shareholders' bodies, preparing to organize a plan to surround and kill the man trapped in the passageway.

Suddenly!!

Having perfectly merged with the T-Virus and gained a similarly heightened sense of danger, Wesker felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end!

A shrill metallic screech rang out behind him!

He whipped around.

A large amount of black liquid was seeping through the incredibly narrow gap between the closed security door and the floor!

It seemed to possess a will of its own. It swelled and writhed, forcing the several-dozen-ton security door up like a hydraulic jack?!

Wesker snapped out of it and immediately drew his revolver, firing at the pool of black liquid trying to force the security door open!

The powerful Hollow-point Bullets struck the liquid, but it was like throwing stones into the sea. They had no effect whatsoever—not even a ripple!

After two rounds of shots, the heavy security door had been forced open by a fist's width!

Then a pair of imposing black claws reached through, braced against the door, and began to force it upward!

At last, Xia Tianming's oppressive figure appeared before Wesker!

He knelt on one knee, his pitch-black eyes utterly calm. His clawed arms held the security door up, while black liquid streamed from his body into the room like melting wax!

The shareholders who had been trapped outside earlier had all vanished. Not even a scrap of clothing remained.

Containment had completely failed...

Seeing his opponent break through the last line of defense, Wesker gritted his teeth, turned, and tried to flee as fast as he could.

Boom!!

The security door slammed back down with a heavy crash. There was no doubt—the man had made it inside!

Wesker had barely taken a couple of steps when a powerful sense of danger surged up behind him again!

He couldn't keep dodging anymore. He had no choice but to fight!

Xia Tianming swung his claws and leaped at the man in the trench coat, bringing them down with a force that seemed to split the heavens. He meant to slice him vertically into noodles!

But his opponent seemed to teleport, his figure appearing in an instant off to the side. He moved so fast that Xia Tianming could see only a blur, and his attack missed!

After dodging the claw, Wesker fluidly followed up with a sweeping kick. He moved so fast that the air itself cracked as his leg shot toward Xia Tianming's head.

That kick could cave in an armored car!

But Xia Tianming's reflexes were just as quick. He immediately raised both claws and crossed them in front of himself to block.

If the kick connected, Wesker would be sliced into several pieces in an instant!

Seeing the claws gleaming with cold light, Wesker hesitated. But once his leg was in motion, he couldn't take it back. He could only force the sweeping kick higher, making the full-strength blow miss.

The momentum sent him spinning through the air before he fell over and knocked himself to the ground. It was a rather comical sight...

Wesker had no time to feel embarrassed. He was just about to get back up when Xia Tianming's Blacklight Claws came slashing at him again!

Their rapid-fire attacks unfolded in the blink of an eye, so fast they were a blur!

The fallen Wesker had no time to dodge, so he could only raise his left arm to block.

Squelch!

The incredibly sharp Blacklight Claws pierced straight through his arm, their tips stopping less than a few centimeters from his face!

Wesker furrowed his brow. There was no time to cry out in pain. The moment his opponent's attack stalled, he hurriedly put some distance between them and rolled aside.

He looked at the three horrifying claw wounds that had pierced his left arm. Without a moment's hesitation, he grabbed his left shoulder with his right hand and wrenched hard!

Rip!

He tore off his entire left arm and threw it to the ground!

Less than a second later, countless red-and-black tendrils burst through the skin of the severed arm on the ground, shredding it into a black-and-red ball of blood!

If Wesker had hesitated for even a second, the Blacklight Virus infecting his left arm would have consumed his entire body in an instant!

Seeing that Wesker had survived by severing his arm, Xia Tianming's expression remained unchanged. Whether he ate him now or a second later made no difference.

He walked over, planted a foot on the ball of viral blood formed from Wesker's dissolved arm, and devoured it.

Virus Energy +300

A single arm had given him 300 points of energy. It seemed Wesker was even more "nutritious" than the Tyrant!

Xia Tianming rarely wore a greedy look. He stared at Wesker like a ravenous tiger eyeing a delicious lamb, then walked toward him.

Wesker's face twisted as he gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain of his missing arm. "Is killing the only thing you can think about?! Why can't you work with the Umbrella Corporation so we can both benefit, and create a whole new world for all of humanity! What's the difference between you and a beast?!"

He was all too happy to throw punches at the weak, but cowered before the strong—a perfect display of Wesker's true nature at that moment.

He used to be the sort of man who spoke little and showed no mercy, killing resistance fighters and civilians as easily as stepping on ants, without so much as blinking. His subordinates had called him the Cold-Faced Killing God.

But now, faced with Xia Tianming, he had turned into a long-winded preacher, trying to persuade others to be good. Since he couldn't beat his opponent, all he could do was run his mouth...