Somewhere on a rooftop a thousand meters away.
Seated in chairs, the four Ten Rings leaders began offering their comments.
"Not bad. It looks like Albert Wesker prepared quite thoroughly. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s methods still aren't enough to deal with him."
Looking at the data displayed on the device in his hand, M. Bison, dressed in a red military coat, folded his arms and gave a faint assessment.
Judging from the current situation, unless they used nuclear weapons, the United States would have little chance of winning.
Bzz~
The device vibrated, and M. Bison received a text message.
After reading its contents, his eyes narrowed, and with a hidden curl of his lips, he sent a message back.
[Ada Wong, make your move!]
[Received.]
Tap.
"Those severed blue lines are beginning to recover. If S.H.I.E.L.D. has no other means of countering this, then their strength amounts to no more than this."
Rising to his feet, Obito Uchiha saw the blue lines in his eyes with perfect clarity. The blue lines wrapped around the Giant Baby snapped, then reconnected. It was quite interesting.
"Tsk, tsk."
After taking a sip of red wine, Emperor Shitian, wearing an ice mask, said with a smile, "No matter who wins or loses in the end, tonight has let me witness quite a show. Heh, the new era a thousand years later is truly insane!"
The two Dragon Pearls in his pocket flashed faintly. As long as he could successfully slay the dragon, surpassing Wesker's power would be nothing surprising.
Click.
Sitting alone to M. Bison's right, Valmont flipped open his phone. One message on it was extremely eye-catching.
The profile picture seemed to be a freak wearing a green mask. He had sent a comical moving picture of the Giant Baby's head crashing into a skyscraper, as