How Could Sinners Raise Weapons Against Me?

At the entrance of Raccoon City Hall, a row of prisoners knelt beside the helicopter. The weak trio looked dejected, while the fighting trio of Carlos, Nikolai, and Jill, though also with their heads down, had shifty eyes, clearly not having given up yet.

Dr. Ashford held his daughter Angela tightly in his arms. He knew that a cruel scene was about to unfold, and he was powerless to stop it. He only hoped that his own worth could save his daughter's life.

Kane, the person in charge, saw all of this. His narrowed eyes flashed with a cold light as he smiled at Alice beside him and said, "I've been waiting for you. I even delayed the nuclear launch for this moment."

"What's the meaning?"

Director Kane did not reply, but pressed his earpiece to order the pursuers to reach the city hall and to put down the Rocket and multi-barrel rotary cannons.

"You two have shown unparalleled potential, possessing equally extraordinary speed, strength, and agility. You are groundbreaking and excellent weapons..." Director Kane sneered, with a hint of malice. "But the company's research funding is limited. One of you is destined to become obsolete. Now give me an answer: who is better?"

That being said, Umbrella Corporation executives valued Alice more, as her integration with the T-Virus was more perfect, proving that humanity could continue to evolve.

And the pursuers...

The Umbrella Corporation needs to make a profit, and the Pursuer, because of its ugly appearance, does not conform to popular aesthetics and can only be used as a biological weapon, unlike Alice, which can be accepted by high society.

It can't fetch an astronomical price, so its value is naturally incomparable!

Tonight's duel will turn into a set of cold, hard data, completely dispelling the doubts of Umbrella Corporation's top management and solidifying their decision to speculate on Alice's stock.

Even in a zombie-infested apocalypse, the most terrifying creature is still humanity itself. May the Lord forgive this wretched world.

A dissenting voice came from among the prisoners. Supervisor Kane glanced over coldly and said disdainfully, "Pretending to be a priest. You're not a priest at all. According to the records, you're just a vagrant."

Russell was taken aback. "The America homeless man, so I'm already this powerful..."

Director Kane, not wanting to waste words with Russell, directly told Alice, "Go! Fight him and prove who's stronger between the two of you!"

"Impossible!" Alice coldly refused.

"Go and duel, or I'll kill these prisoners!" Kane shook his head slightly, as if to prove his point, picked up his pistol, aimed it at the kneeling crowd, and pulled the trigger with a bang.

(一`一)

Russell: Huh? I've been shot?

"Ah! Ahhhhhhhh!"

Russell froze for a second, then let out a loud scream, howled, and collapsed to the ground, motionless.

"You bastard, you bastard!"

Everyone's eyes were bloodshot. Payton was so angry that he jumped up, but was hit in the back of the knee by the soldier behind him and staggered to his knees.

Kane looked at Alice arrogantly. "Go and duel the pursuers, or there will be another one."

He originally intended to shoot and kill others, such as Jill or Carlos, but the Starlight Sapphire Cross Necklace was too conspicuous, so he couldn't help but change his target.

Alice trembled with rage, staring intently at Kane, before clenching her fists and stepping onto the battlefield.

"Roar!!"

The pursuer let out a powerful and bestial roar, and strode towards Alice with a sweeping motion, the ground trembling slightly with each step.

Compared to Alice, he was three sizes bigger, a true heavyweight.

A huge fist came swinging down, Alice dodged to the side, landing a punch on the pursuer's ribs. The latter took two steps back, roared, and charged forward again.

Dodging another punch, Alice stepped on the pursuer's knee, then bent her other leg and slammed it into his chin. After landing, she charged forward, delivering a whip kick to the pursuer's head.

The pursuer leaned to one side, bracing himself with his arms on the ground to maintain his balance and avoid falling.

In a contest of agility and strength, Alice delivered a full-force attack, leaving the pursuer unharmed. However, having withstood the pursuer's punch, she would likely need a while to recover. Nevertheless, it was not easy for the pursuer to hit her either.

As the fight went on, Alice sensed something was wrong. Because of the T-Virus, every time she hit the pursuer's body, her superpowers would capture a trace of the pursuer's memory.

She was stunned and frozen in place. "Matt! You're Matt!"

"Roar roar roar!"

The pursuer roared, but Alice remained motionless. He showed no mercy, delivering a powerful punch to Alice's cheek, sending her flying sideways.

The spectators all looked tense, sweating bullets for Alice. Only Manager Kane frowned in dissatisfaction; this was neither the battle he wanted nor the outcome the higher-ups desired.

The pursuer strode forward, kicked Alice away, then grabbed her by the neck and lifted her into the air.

"Matt! Matt..."

Alice seemed to have given up resisting. Looking at her only surviving companion in the Hive, who was also a man she had some affection for, two lines of tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the pursuer's arm.

The Chaser's mechanical version's cold pupils narrowed slightly, and it froze in place, releasing Alice with a swift movement.

The obsession of a simp is powerful. Matt Alice, is transformed into a bio-weapon but still can't forget her. When he hears Alice call his name and sees those two lines of tears, he immediately shuts down and restarts.

"What are you doing? Start the duel now!"

Kane was furious. His chances of rising to the top depended on tonight, but neither of the two gladiators he was supposed to fight showed any desire to attack.

Realizing the situation was out of control, Kane suppressed his anger, pressed his earpiece to order the nuclear missile to arrive in Raccoon City in five minutes, and waved for the prisoners to be killed and Alice and the Pursuers to be retrieved.

A squad of heavily armed Umbrella soldiers stepped forward, and the pursuers... no, Matt stood in front of them, roaring at the soldiers.

"Fire! Open fire!!"

Upon seeing this, Director Kane was furious. The pursuers were out of control and had no value in being spared.

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap—

Clusters of blood splattered as Matt stood firmly in front of Alice, his tall figure incredibly imposing.

On the other side, two rows of soldiers stood behind the prisoners, their automatic rifles aimed. Jill and the others were pale; the battle had ended too quickly. Before they could even begin their own schemes, they were already killing prisoners.

"May God bless us..."

Payton closed his eyes tightly, feeling both fear and relief; at least before he died, he was still a human, not a zombie.

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap—

After half a magazine was emptied, the soldiers in charge of the executions retreated in fear, only to see an inverted hemispherical water curtain unfold, protecting all the prisoners in the middle.

Jill and the others stared in disbelief as the golden-tipped Negasonic Teenage Warhead embedded themselves in the water, hovering in front of them, their kinetic energy vanished without a trace.

Magic? Superpower?

"What the fcuk!"

Manager Kane was dumbfounded; the scene before him was beyond his comprehension.

Even in a zombie-infested apocalypse, the most terrifying creature is still humanity itself. May the Lord forgive this wretched world...

As the water splashed down, to everyone's astonishment, Russell slowly stood up from the ground, and with a slight effort, broke free of the plastic handcuffs.

The same statement can have drastically different effects in different contexts. When Russell was a prisoner, no one took it seriously, but now...

"Who are you? Who exactly are you?" Manager Kane stammered.

Russell reached into his chest and casually tossed the flattened bullet to the ground. "According to the data, I am a homeless man, and I believe the data is accurate."

"How is this possible..."

Commander Kane took two steps back, and the startled soldiers finally reacted, raising their rifles and aiming them all at Russell. Alice's soldiers did the same; with such a formidable-looking guy appearing, no one cared about the pursuers anymore.

"How dare you, a wicked person, raise a weapon against me?"

Russell closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had turned golden, and a pair of incomparably holy Wings of Light slowly unfurled behind him.