Thunder's Believers

Umbrella's underground base in the middle of the desert.

After hearing White Queen's report, Doctor Isaacs immediately gave the order. "Use triangulation to determine whether this was Alice's doing, or someone else's."

Desert hotel.

Yake patted the black ash off his body, instantly restoring his clothes to pristine condition. Squinting into the distance, he spotted someone watching him from afar. If he remembered correctly, it should have been Alice, the protagonist of this world.

Claire and the others gradually gathered around Yake, staring at the surroundings in disbelief. Quite a few of them had fanatical looks in their eyes. If they possessed such power, why would they need to fear a bunch of zombies?

"What exactly is your goal?"

Keeping her distance from Yake, Claire cautiously voiced her question.

"This world needs salvation. Most intelligent life has already turned into the living dead, while the living struggle desperately to survive. Do you want to change this world?"

Yake smiled. Whether they agreed or not, he had already claimed this place as his territory.

"Not saying anything? That's fine. Thunder will tell you everything. Become believers of Thunder!"

Yake raised his right hand and summoned a Plane Projection. A corner of the Thunder Nebula seeped into this world, and tens of thousands of Thunder Sprites clustered around him. Even the blazing sun could not outshine the lightning surrounding Yake.

"Have faith in Thunder! I shall grant you the power of destruction!"

"Cleanse this world, and let the faith of Thunder resound across heaven and earth!"

After Yake finished speaking, Claire and the others all fell to their knees, expressing their highest reverence for him.

"Go forth, children. This world needs you!"

Seeing the kneeling crowd, Yake pointed at them. The Thunder Sprites around him streamed into their bodies. The more reverence