Battle

Xia Tianming watched the horrifying changes overtaking Wesker with a calm expression.

Wesker had completely transformed into something resembling a Hunter from Prototype!

His claws and fangs were every bit as sharp as a Licker's, and he was much larger, his body packed with explosive muscle without sacrificing speed!

A single Hunter from the game could destroy an M1 Abrams!

It seemed the Blacklight Virus hadn't completely abandoned Wesker after all. It had turned him into an elite Blacklight Creature instead of one of the countless Blacklight Zombies.

Wesker's Hunter form no longer looked human. He crouched on the ground, his broad nostrils constantly exhaling foul, steaming breath as he fidgeted like a beast.

Xia Tianming stepped closer. The Hunter immediately shrank back, as if startled, its massive body recoiling. It sensed a predator far stronger than itself approaching!

But soon, the feeling seemed strangely familiar, as though its mother were drawing near.

After all, the Blacklight Virus inside it had come from Xia Tianming.

Before long, the Hunter had grown completely accustomed to his scent. It curled up at Xia Tianming's feet like a kitten, seemingly trying to ingratiate itself with him.

This was the Blacklight Virus's Wolf Pack ability: it made infected Blacklight Creatures submit to Xia Tianming!

Wesker, once arrogant and contemptuous of everyone, had now become someone else's cutesy "pet." The irony was palpable...

Xia Tianming glanced around the Cloning Hall, which had been swept clean. No clones of Wesker remained. It seemed he was well and truly dead.

What a pity. The Blacklight Virus inside Xia Tianming still wasn't full, and he wondered whether this Hunter transformed from Wesker was just as nutritious.

The Hunter seemed to sense that its master was thinking of eating it. Its enormous body trembled in fear, but it didn't try to escape.

If the parent wanted to feed, these Blacklight Creatures had to obediently offer themselves up to be devoured.

Seeing nothing worth lingering over, Xia Tianming continued on, heading to find the Umbrella Corporation's biggest boss, the man behind the scenes who had so enthusiastically invited him—Oswell E. Spencer!

To be honest, Xia Tianming wasn't sure whether this Resident Evil world came from the games, the movies, or some altered version.

He distinctly remembered that in the games, Umbrella Corporation had been crushed by the government and forced into bankruptcy and dissolution long ago. It shouldn't have had the power to create such a vast doomsday base, let alone nearly wipe out humanity.

The Umbrella Corporation in the movies did have that kind of power, but here he'd encountered characters and monsters that weren't in the films, such as the Tyrant T-103 and the company's owner, Spencer.

Could the mysterious force that sent him to this world have decided that the Resident Evil universe was too easy, and simply mashed the movies and games together to create this bizarre, stitched-together world?

Putting those scattered thoughts aside, Xia Tianming made his way to another rear exit of the Cloning Hall. From the memories he'd devoured from Wesker, he knew this passage led to the main base.

Seeing his master leave, the Hunter transformed from Wesker trotted after him like a pet dog. Sour, green-black saliva dripped from the corner of its mouth, scorching the floor until wisps of black smoke rose from it.

But just as Xia Tianming was about to push open the door, his outstretched hand suddenly stopped.

His keen Blacklight senses told him there were nearly a thousand people breathing beyond the door, all of them watching the only rear entrance leading to the main base!

If he charged out recklessly, who knew what kind of attack he'd face?

They'd rebuilt and redeployed their forces this quickly?

No wonder the company had made its name in security.

But faced with all those unknown enemies outside, Xia Tianming didn't retreat. He raised one foot and kicked the heavy iron door clean off its hinges!

Boom!

The door flew out, then exploded violently in midair. The flames from the blast instantly lit up the darkness beyond it!

Behind the door was a hundred-meter-high spiral staircase descending deep underground.

The Umbrella Corporation's main base lay at the very bottom.

At that moment, soldiers stood fully armed on the staircase, spaced one meter apart. There wasn't a single gap from the front of the formation to the back. At a glance, there were at least several thousand of them!

Umbrella Corporation had a cloning facility, but it was still astonishing that they could gather such an enormous force again in so little time.

Every soldier raised a gun and aimed at the place Xia Tianming was likely to appear. They had also planted a bomb on the door.

They'd received a single order: the moment the target appeared, fire at will and destroy him completely!

But Xia Tianming seemed to have anticipated the powerful sticky bomb on the other side. If he opened the door by hand, he'd be caught in the blast.

So he'd simply kicked the bomb-laden door away with all his strength. It had moved so fast that the bomb's sensor hadn't reacted in time; it only exploded once the door was already airborne!

The sudden explosion caught the soldiers off guard. None of them had expected their opponent to make such a violent entrance!

The shock wave from the blast at the center of the spiral staircase hurled nearby soldiers away. They slammed into the walls or tumbled a hundred meters down the stairs, their screams ending with sickening smacks!

Some of the unlucky ones were impaled by metal shards from the blasted door or had their throats sliced open!

The moment the target appeared, nearly a hundred soldiers were already dead or wounded!

The soldiers who'd escaped the blast hurriedly pulled the triggers and opened fire on the target!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!

A dense volley of gunfire instantly echoed through the spiral staircase. Thousands of bullets converged from every direction into a single stream, all striking the spot where Xia Tianming stood!

Nearly a thousand guns fired at once, creating a spectacular, dazzling scene. The constant flashes of gunfire lit the gloomy space until it was as bright as day!

Along with submachine guns and rifles, RPGs were fired from time to time, exploding at Xia Tianming's position!

In an instant, smoke and shell casings filled the spiral staircase, along with gunfire and roses!

They took turns firing for a full three minutes. Metal shell casings littered the stairs, tumbling down step by step with a bright clatter.

The gun barrels had turned red-hot, hissing in the air.

As for the target they'd been firing at, it was now engulfed in billowing black smoke. The walls within five meters were riddled with bullet holes, pockmarked like a honeycomb. The center of their target's position was surely even worse!

With firepower this dense, the barrage was already no weaker than a Rod of God strike!

"How did it go? Was the enemy eliminated?"

"What kind of target is this, that they needed to send in so many troops?"

"Could Alice have shown up?"

"How could that be? If she showed up, the higher-ups would be thrilled. Why would they turn their perfect test subject into a pincushion?"

After the ceasefire, everything fell quiet. Only the soldiers' curious whispers remained.

The squad leaders ordered their men to shut up. The commander in charge picked up a night-vision binocular and looked toward the target they'd concentrated their fire on.

Against such dense, inescapable firepower, the enemy was probably nothing but scraps by now.

The commander was none other than Kromi, the commander Xia Tianming had killed and devoured earlier. He'd been cloned and brought back to life!

But his terrifying memories had been erased. If he'd known the target was that man again, he'd never have taken part in the operation, even at gunpoint.

As the black smoke obscuring the firing zone gradually cleared,

Commander Kromi saw a roughly two-meter-tall mass of black material standing at the center of the target area.

"What is that?" he muttered in confusion.

Its surface was studded with countless bullets—at least a thousand—but not one had pierced through.

It almost looked like a shield made of biological chitin...