Demon Squad Descends! Who Was the Real Veteran Hunter?

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Thirteen beams of black light cleaved down from the Sky Manipulation, forming a protective shield, and the stench of rotten asphalt filled everyone's nostrils.

Robert Drake crushed a mutated Nezumi, the dark red keratin of the Abyss Vampire gleaming in the moonlight.

The Demon Squad descended on the outskirts of Umbrella Corporation's Seventh Experimental Zone, where the collapsed steel bars of the overpass testified to the area's former prosperity.

"The city map is now complete." Li William's Psionic Barrier filtered the T-Virus aerosols, and Holographic Projection unfolded in front of everyone. "The Central Continent Team has taken control of three subway hubs and the Hive Main Entrance."

Fu Ming's Azure Nether Sword hung beside him, its blade reflecting the horde of zombies roaming the street. "The Central Continent Team must be at the bottom of the Hive. Zhang Jie, confirm the range of the Mental Shielding."

"With a radius of 800 meters, the opponent's Mental Controller is not strong. It should still be Zhan Lan with First Order Genetic Lock." Zhang Jie's clone wiped the magazine of the revolver, his gaze behind the sunglasses sweeping over the Newcomer Light Pillar. "The India Continent Team has set up a barrier in the museum as their territory."

Among the three newlyweds, a Glasses Guy was measuring the cracks in the asphalt road with his fingers.

He suddenly squatted down, pulled half of a zombie arm out of the concrete rubble, and precisely gouged out the ganglia with his fingernails. "The T-Virus has iterated more times than the version provided by the Main God. It has been improved at least three times, and the zombie has mutated."

"Shut up, newbie!" Victor pressed his Entropy Blades against the back of the Glasses Guy's neck, but they were repelled by Telekinetic Barrier before they could touch his skin.

Zhang Jie's clone raised his hand. "This person is a clone of Chu Xuan." His Telekinetic Tentacles wove a protective net around Chu Xuan Clone. "The three members of the Demon Team combined are no match for his Tactical Deduction Chain. He is an absolute Top Strategist."

Ignoring the bloodstains on his neck, Chu Xuan Clone extracted a fluorescent green liquid from the zombie's arm. "I think my original body must have done a lot of work, at least mutating the zombie." He looked up at Fu Ming, "I have two pieces of news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Since being nearly killed by Meng Yao's Parasite Beast Alien Queen, half of Fu Ming Dao Heart was shattered, and his personality also changed. He patiently said, "Whatever."

Chu Xuan Clone smiled and said, "My furthest memory is of the Central Continent Team when the previous ' Scream ' movie ended and we returned to the Reincarnation Space. There was a 'virus' in that team."

"What is a virus?" Zhang Jie's clone asked curiously. "In my Central Continent Team, there's only one old man. He's been bred into many Horror Film. The fact that the Main God didn't copy him means his potential is average."

"No, no, no." The Chu Xuan Clone its hand, "You're wrong. The Main God didn't copy him, definitely not because his potential is average, but because..."

Chu Xuan said mysteriously, "The level of the hand behind him is even higher than that of the Main God."

Everyone was completely bewildered, not knowing what the Chu Xuan Clone was saying.

Chu Xuan Clone didn't care whether these people understood him or not. He continued, "The virus evolution speed of the Central Continent Team far exceeds my original body's imagination. It can even be enhanced within the instance. And based on a preliminary estimate, the time it takes for a Horror Film to end is enough for that virus to evolve several stages."

Robert said expressionlessly, "What are you trying to say? The Central Continent Team has an extremely strong member? Do you know my power, Yellow-skinned Four-eyes?"

The Chu Xuan Clone waved his hand without any emotion, "Please go ahead, it's obvious we're not on the same side."

Robert was about to erupt in anger when his roar was interrupted by a tremor coming from underground.

Fifty Tyrant Experiment Subject burst through the road!

Robert's expression was absolutely insane. "Hahahaha! A moron has come to control the tyrant and give away points! Babies! Swipe!"

As he spoke, his hand transformed into a three-meter-long Thorn Chain, binding the five wandering Tyrant Experiment Subject into Metal Zongzi!

Abyss Vortex condensed in his palm, and the tyrant, Binding Vow by chains, was like a doll that had fallen into a black hole, his armor plates and bones twisted into spiral fragments.

As the monitoring inside the Tyrant's body was interrupted, Chu Xuan, who was in the operations room, adjusted his glasses. "Preliminary assessment: peak of the third tier to early fourth tier. More test results are needed for a more accurate assessment."

"So strong!?"

Zhang Jie, who was also watching the screen, was dumbfounded. "What happened to the Demon Squad? When we last encountered the Alien, this white guy wasn't even here!"

Chu Xuan analyzed expressionlessly. "There are many possibilities, such as the number of Horror Film the Main God gave them skyrocketing, using some kind of world's props to revive their original powerful teammates, or this white man named Robert having a good foundation when copying the past, and dozens of other possibilities."

"But no matter which one it is, we can't escape it now."

On the street, Li William's Psionic Barrier shrank into a pentagon the instant the Tyrant charged, cutting the street into a precise slaughter grid.

His pupils reflected coordinate data like a star map. "The left side is yours, Jack."

"Just what I wanted!" The bandages of the Flesh Priest tore open, and the putrid-smelling tumor rolled onto the asphalt road.

Three wandering zombie corpses suddenly convulsed and stood up, their chest cavities splitting into man-eating flower-like mouthparts, lunging at the ten tyrants pouring out of the subway entrance.

As the Self-detonating Abomination clung to the Tyrant's Titanium Alloy knees, Jack snapped his the Snap — Cthulhu Whispers transformed into Infrasound that swept across the battlefield, and the five Tyrant heads exploded like eggs in a microwave.

"Shut up!" Robert Drake's Sacred Relic Hand pierced through the chests of two tyrants, and the Abyss Vortex condensed into a black hole in his palm.

The tyrant's armor plates, Binding Vow by chains, twisted into a pretzel shape and were sucked into the void along with the control chip in his electronic brain.

"The seventh one." He licked the blood that had splattered on the corner of his mouth; the Thorn Chain had already wrapped around the eighth tyrant.

Justin's Wailing Chariot rolled over the ruins of a convenience store, its wheels leaving icy tracks on the road as frozen tears of despair streamed down its sides.

The Dead Man's Tongue Chain marked the tallest tyrant, who suddenly froze in place. As the chariot crushed him into a metal pancake, a blood-stained crystal appeared on Justin's pendant. "Yo-ho! I love the gift from the Central Continent Team!"

"Don't go too far!" Colvin's Plague Injector plunged into the Tyrant's elbow joint, and the Rust Mother Virus spread along the hydraulic hose.

The Bio-Weapon, worth tens of millions of dollars, turned into reddish-brown Iron Filings filings in ten seconds, which were then scattered into smoke by Victor's Entropy Blades. The assassin was dancing to a strange rhythm, weakening the target by one-tenth each time the blade pierced the tyrant's spine.

When the tenth slash, like raindrops, pierced through the enemy lines, the tyrant died instantly, his Shadowstep already moving behind his next prey.

The Chu Xuan Clone stood behind the burning newsstand, silently observing the battle.

The Mechanical Plague Doctor Colvin laughed as he turned on all the potion valves, and mercury vapor mixed with the virus to form a yellow-green cloud.

Jack's Flesh Vines seized the opportunity to entangle the tyrant's ankles, and Justin's chariot completed its final crushing spree.

As the smoke cleared, Fu Ming's sword energy was pinning the last tyrant's remains into the ground. Amidst the hum of the Azure Nether Sword, Chu Xuan Clone silently nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

He walked up to the nearest tyrant, squatted down, picked up half of a surviving Pinhead Camera, and his pupils flashed with intelligence. "Original body, you really were watching this place."

Through the camera, the original Chu Xuan and the Cloned Chu Xuan locked eyes. In the control room, Chu Xuan wore a smile uncharacteristic of an artificial intelligence, and muttered softly, "Cloner, you have a troop of wild boars; that's enough for you to utilize your intelligence."

Chu Xuan's smile continued, "Unfortunately, I have a Mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rex."

An hour later, Fu Ming's team, which had separated from the white team, arrived at the Umbrella Corporation.

The golden flying sword hovered three inches in front of the Hive Alloy Gate, its blade humming like a dragon's roar.

The Chu Xuan Clone stood behind the flying sword, holding a laptop, with data streaming across its lens, indicating the hacking of the security system.

A hundred meters away, Zhao Yingkong's Cookin Purple Blade Dagger lay upside down in the ground, the blade reflecting a cold light.

Zheng Zha's true form Cookin Dual Blades at his sides, his First Order Genetic Lock's perception spreading out like Silk.

Zhang Heng's Cookin Bow was half-drawn, the arrowhead pointing vaguely at the shadow beneath Chu Xuan Clone's feet, sweat dripping from the novice archer's chin.

Suddenly! The hairs on the back of Zhang Heng's neck stood on end!

The Telekinetic Tentacles of Zhang Jie's clone silently swept past his eyes, and the cold light of the Cloned Zhang Jie's hand flashed across the edge of the Rooftop.

Looking at the positions of the three members of the Central Continent Team, Fu Ming muttered, "The sword of Mount Shu can never sever the Karma."

Let alone the three members of the Central Continent Team who had never dealt with Fu Ming before, even if you include Zang Ting and Dio Brook, who had been teammates with Fu Ming in seven Horror Film, they still couldn't understand what Fu Ming was saying.

"Zheng Zha!!!"

Upon seeing the original, the Clone Zheng Zha could no longer contain his emotions and took a step forward, ready to fight the original to the death!

"Calm down." Fu Ming casually tossed out a burning Talismans, which flew and stuck to the back of the Clone Zheng Zha, instantly freezing him in place.

"Fine! Stop me! Stop me! I want to torture this damn selfish bastard! I want him to see his entire team die!"

Zheng Zha stared blankly at the person who looked exactly like him, completely bewildered.

But he knew it couldn't be a skill like Transformation Magic, because the other party had no reason to demonstrate it in front of him.

Thinking of the information Fang Yu had mentioned about clones and the like, Zheng Zha frowned. "What grudge do we have?"

The Clone Zheng Zha's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, as if fire was about to spit out. His body trembled violently with rage, and he was frozen in place by the Talismans, unable to move forward. He could only stare at the original Zheng Zha with eyes full of hatred and roar, "You ask me what grudge I have? You selfish beast! When you were not strong enough, you actually created Lori and put her in danger!"

"All for your own selfish desires! You know how terrifying this space is, yet you still created it. Don't spout any grand principles; you're just doing it for your own bestial lust! You beast!"

His voice was hoarse with extreme anger, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth. "Those damned white pigs, they insulted and tortured Lori, trampling on her like a plaything! And I, because I wasn't strong enough, didn't even have the ability to protect her, and was severely injured by them. Now that I'm alive, I have to act entirely at the mercy of others! I live like a dog!"

At this point, the Clone Zheng Zha's face was filled with pain and resentment, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, mingling with the hideous centipede scars on his face, making him look particularly terrifying. "You are the culprit behind all of this! I have seen Lori's desperate eyes and heard her pitiful cries for help countless times in my nightmares, while you are here enjoying yourself! Under Fang Yu's protection, you are enjoying the thrill of becoming stronger in this Infinite World!"

His chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath, continuing to roar, "I'll make you taste what it's like to lose everything! Today, you'll just stand here and watch your troops get slaughtered, just like I watched Lori die in front of me!"

Zheng Zha was dumbfounded.

Holding the twin swords of the Cookyin weapon, he took a step back. "I... I didn't think that much about it."

"It's too late to say anything now." The Clone Zheng Zha suppressed his emotions and turned to look at Fu Ming: "Give me my original body."

Fu Ming didn't respond, as if the suffering of his temporary teammates couldn't affect him in the slightest. Fu Ming spoke towards the door, "The orphan of the Central Continent Team, how have you been since we parted ways with the Alien?"

As Fu Ming finished speaking, the V50 mark on Zhao Yingkong's shoulder suddenly flashed, and the next second, a handsome man in a black tracksuit appeared in the center of the battlefield!

Zang Ting's eyes widened. "So fast!"

"No! It's not that he's fast! He..." The Mental Controller, Dio Brook, didn't quite understand.

He didn't sense even a trace of Fang Yu's Mental Power. It was as if Fang Yu had appeared out of nowhere, arriving instantly without warning!

The Cloned Zhang Jie warned, "This is the Flying Thunder God created by Tobirama Senju in Naruto. Be careful of the V50 mark. He can instantly reach any place marked with that mark. Be careful that guy doesn't ambush us from behind."

"Oh ho." Fang Yu looked at the Cloned Zhang Jie and found it quite strange. "It feels a bit like looking at a traitor, I don't know why."

The clone of Cloned Zhang Jie expression of a soldier, said, "We each serve our own masters, sorry."

Fu Ming interjected at this moment. "I really didn't expect that the kid who played Mind's Eye on the Central Continent Team back then has grown to such a level now. Flying Thunder God, huh? Killing you would be a bit difficult, but if all your teammates die, you probably can't afford the team's penalty points, right?"

Fang Yu nodded. "That's right."

Zang Ting, the Cross-dresser had been staring at Fang Yu with hatred in her eyes, suddenly erupted. "You damned bastard, you made me lose a precious Resurrection Cross! You dare to come and fight me one-on-one this time! I'll kill you and remove your Inner Demon!"

"Zang Ting, don't be foolish," the Cloned Zhang Jie warned. "Since he's learned the Flying Thunder God, he must have other powerful attack methods!"

"What are you afraid of! I'm not the same person I used to be! Now I can Elementalization! No matter how fast his Flying Thunder God is, can he catch up with me?"

With that, Zang Ting flew away on the wind, shouting, "Kid! If you've got the guts, come and fight me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a feather marked with "v50" flew towards Zang Ting.

Zang Ting initially didn't take it seriously.

Until you see the dark metallic sheen on the feathers.

She suddenly realized a terrifying problem.

Could this be Armament Haki?