After who knew how long.
The once orderly Cloning Hall had become a complete wreck. It looked as if it had been struck by a powerful earthquake, with Cloning Chambers toppled all over the floor.
The viscous nutrient fluid had spilled from every chamber, but Wesker's clones had all disappeared.
They had all become nourishment for the Blacklight Virus!
Xia Tianming now stood before the last intact Cloning Chamber, watching the final Wesker body inside gradually "come back to life."
The Wesker submerged in the chamber slowly opened his eyes. There was no anger or fear left in them, only a vacant, lifeless stare.
Xia Tianming had already "killed" him 107 times. The physical and mental torment of each death was automatically transferred to the next clone, leaving him completely numb.
At first, Xia Tianming hadn't planned to wait for him to revive. He'd wanted to devour the clones before their consciousnesses were transferred into them.
But he'd discovered that devouring these soulless husks yielded only about a third of the viral energy, and they were as flavorless as wax.
So he'd had no choice but to inconvenience Wesker, putting him through 107 cycles of death—and killing him in a different way each time.
Devouring 107 of Wesker's bodies had earned Xia Tianming nearly 300,000 points of viral energy. He'd broken through the Blacklight Threshold five times in a row and evolved!
He'd unlocked Blade Form, Armor Form, Whip-fist Form, Shield Form, and several other viral abilities!
He'd practically unlocked every viral ability that had appeared in the game!
Even the mysterious force that had brought him to this world probably couldn't have imagined he'd grind his way to max level here.
No, the Blacklight Virus had no limit to its evolution.
And every time he broke through the threshold, all of Xia Tianming's abilities—his perception, explosive power, muscular strength, and more—were enhanced!
His overall strength had increased exponentially!
Just standing still, his body was dense enough to leave a crater in the ground beneath his feet!
When Xia Tianming had first started "eating" Wesker, the little bread roll had still fought back desperately, struggling to resist.
But as Xia Tianming grew stronger, Wesker's struggles became increasingly futile.
To test his current strength, Xia Tianming had even stood still and let him attack.
When Wesker's prized whip kick slammed into Xia Tianming's head, Xia Tianming hadn't budged. Wesker's knee, on the other hand, had bent backward and snapped...
By now, Wesker had given up resisting completely. He only hoped his tormentor would hurry up and put him out of his misery. He deeply regretted creating so many clones—making himself suffer through a hundred more rounds of agony worse than death...
But this was his last clone. Wesker stared vacantly at the man standing before the Cloning Chamber—the man he'd brought into the base.
No...
He wasn't a man. He was a demon!
The demon was still staring at him with that greedy, flesh-hungry look. He'd eaten him 107 times. Wasn't that enough?!
The Blacklight Virus wasn't sick of him at all.
Wesker had modified his clones to be so "appetizing" that they were the most delicious food the Blacklight Virus had tasted since arriving in this world!
Seeing that he'd revived, Xia Tianming easily ripped open the metal Cloning Chamber as if tearing a sheet of paper, then lifted Wesker out by the scruff like a chick.
Wesker, who had died 107 times, weakly raised his head and muttered in a mechanical, dejected voice, "I don't have any more clones for you to enjoy. Just kill me already..."
Xia Tianming simply looked at him calmly. He didn't snap his neck like he'd done before, and he said nothing.
Wesker was suddenly seized by a chilling sense of dread. What else was he planning to do???
Suddenly!
Xia Tianming raised his right hand and extended one finger.
A mass of Blacklight Tentacles rapidly unfurled from the fingertip, gathering together until they formed a dark red, tumor-like sphere with tentacles writhing frantically across its surface.
At the sight of the nauseating ball of writhing tentacles, Wesker's eyes widened in terror once more. He seemed to realize what the demon intended to do.
"No... I won't let you put that thing—"
The moment Wesker opened his mouth, Xia Tianming shoved the viral tumor into it with lightning speed. Then he casually tossed him to the floor and watched for a reaction!
Wesker had never imagined that he would become someone else's test subject. He'd always used living people for virus experiments, finding their screams delightful.
And now he'd become someone else's lab rat. Was this karma...?
He instinctively tried to spit it out, but the moment the ball of tentacles was shoved into his mouth, its tendrils wriggled and burrowed down his throat!
As the Blacklight mass slid down Wesker's throat and into his stomach, the dark red tendrils on its surface began growing wildly. Like bamboo shoots after rain, they pierced through his stomach lining and burrowed into every organ, taking root and sprouting!
In less than three seconds, dense Blacklight Tentacles like the roots of a banyan tree had spread throughout Wesker's body. As for the T-Virus, it had inevitably become nourishment for the virus!
"AAAH!!!!"
Wesker rolled frantically across the floor. Darkness devoured his pupils, dense black veins bulged beneath his skin, and he let out a bloodcurdling scream of agony—one that sounded even more painful than the death he'd suffered for the 107th time!
But Xia Tianming wasn't torturing him on purpose. This was his first attempt at "purifying" someone.
Purification meant driving out those inferior bio-viruses and letting the Blacklight Virus "cleanse" Wesker's body and soul!
After breaking through five stages of evolution in a row, Xia Tianming had awakened the Blacklight Virus's Wolf Pack ability.
In other words, he could implant the Blacklight Virus into other organisms and control them with commands. He was the so-called pack leader!
His only creed, for now, was to bring all things under heaven into the glorious evolution of the Blacklight Virus!
Looking at Wesker, the first "lucky one" to be implanted with the Blacklight Virus, Xia Tianming wondered if a perfect fusion between his genes and the virus might make him the next Alex Mercer.
Of course, he'd never reach Xia Tianming's current level of strength. And even if Wesker successfully fused with Blacklight, Xia Tianming would still kill and devour him.
He wouldn't leave behind a ticking time bomb that hated him with every fiber of its being.
Just like James Heller, whom Alex Mercer had raised in Prototype 2.
Though, in the end, Alex Mercer had wanted to die himself and held back during their final battle...
So, from beginning to end, Xia Tianming had treated Wesker as a lab rat. He would never let him live.
However, judging by Wesker's contorted body writhing in agony on the floor, it seemed the Blacklight Virus hadn't chosen him after all.
Wesker, who had fused perfectly with the T-Virus, had been rejected by the Blacklight Virus.
And the fate of those rejected was to become mindless monsters!
Viral tentacles tore through his flesh and burst through his skin. His cervical vertebrae protruded from his back, sprouting sharp bone spurs. Even his skin began to split and peel away, exposing the bloody tissue beneath!
Wesker's once handsome, cold face split open at the corners of his mouth all the way to his ears. His teeth fell out, quickly replaced by sharp fangs!
His fingernails hardened and became razor-sharp, gouging furrows and scratches into the concrete floor!
At last, he—no, it—crawled on all fours. In less than five seconds, he had become an ugly, savage monster, foul-smelling drool continuously dripping from its mouth...
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