Londor… a planet where life has perished, leaving behind nothing but death and ruin.
Remnants of an ancient history—of a once-great civilization that stood for countless years among the dominant powers of the world.
Today… it had become a graveyard.
A graveyard destined to host the final act of a conspiracy that had endured for thousands of years.
Gehrman was the first to arrive ... the first to set foot upon the abandoned, ancient world. But his pursuers followed almost instantly, clinging to him like shadows.
Maskith came first… then Wesker in Vayne's body, and finally Vex.
The situation was far from favorable for Gehrman. All three of them were clearly stronger than him in his current state.
Yet the blue-eyed engineer didn't even bother to look back.
He surged forward at full speed—crossing an unimaginable distance in the blink of an eye.
Despite his weakened body, he was still fast enough to make the three struggle to keep up.
