A black figure fell to the ground like a meteor.
With a boom, the impact kicked up billowing dust that swallowed and concealed his figure. Wesker had clearly done this deliberately. The clone guards pursued close behind, plunging into the rolling cloud of dust. But immediately afterward, a succession of heavy impacts rang out, and black figures shot out from the dust in every direction.
"Stop him!"
"Don't let him rush into the city!"
"Damn it!"
"Ah..."
A string of cries rose from within the dust cloud.
Suddenly, a powerful vortex of air swept up, sucking away all the dust in the sky.
The clones searched in every direction, but Wesker was nowhere to be seen.
Of course, no one noticed that one person was missing from the clone squad.
Yin Kuang had deliberately lagged behind while the clones were chasing Wesker. The moment they rushed into the dust, he immediately changed direction and slipped along the base of the wall. All the clones had been drawn away by Wesker. No one would pay attention to him.
The "inside of the city" was an extremely vast region, with forests, rivers, grasslands, hills, towns, and villages. It would not be an exaggeration to call it an entire continent enclosed by walls. As humanity's last bastion of civilization, it was naturally far from simple. This area might have seemed enormous to ordinary people, but to powerful biohumans, it was not particularly large. Traveling at high speed, Yin Kuang soon arrived outside the main city. Unlike the chaos and darkness outside, this place remained strangely peaceful and tranquil, even though the entire nation had entered a state of "red alert." Perhaps the people here firmly believed that their Chairman would protect them. In truth, that was indeed the case. For thousands of years,