"Spencer, when you brought the Umbrella Corporation to seek refuge with me, I was a bit puzzled," Mother Miranda stood beside the disciple she had once meticulously taught. "Although the Progenitor Virus you researched is a completely different evolutionary path from the Mold Master, I am very pleased that you could develop to this extent on your own."
Although Mother Miranda had gained the memories and abilities of thousands of people within the Mold Master, and was somewhat influenced, overall, her own personality as Miranda was still dominant.
And Spencer, as her former student, though it was never explicitly stated, Mother Miranda also regarded him as her own child.
Because during her initial research into the Mold Master, the young Spencer filled the void of children, giving an outlet to her surging and pathological motherly love.
In contrast, the Four Lords, who received gifts and called her Mother, were nothing more than defective products and slaves in her eyes.
This is also why Mother Miranda directly granted Spencer Mold Master authority second only to her own.
"But I failed at first, and could only be a dog for the organization called HYDRA," Spencer shook his head. "Then I thought I could make a comeback through HYDRA, but HYDRA was completely crippled. I had no other choice but to transfer all remaining forces to Romania."
"Human power has its limits. Not everyone is like that ruler of Latveria."
"...Let's not talk about that, teacher," Spencer shook his head. "Regarding the resurrection of Eva, is there anything you need me to do?"
"The vessel has been acquired. Once the Four Lords deal with the intruders, the baby named can undergo the crystallization surgery."
When the topic of Eva's resurrection was brought up, even Mother Miranda, who had not shown emotional fluctuations for a long time, couldn't help but show joy.
"But can the Four Lords really do it?" Spencer raised a critical question. "Multiple mutated versions of the Progenitor Virus were destroyed by those people."
Especially Chris and Leon. The two most important nodes for the Umbrella Corporation, the mansion and Raccoon City, and the T-virus and G-virus, were all dealt with by the two of them.
If he were to speak of hatred, he definitely hated those two the most.
But what he was most worried about now was not those two scoundrels, Chris and Leon.
It was the General Bureau, which was currently on a roll. Even an organization as large and ancient as HYDRA was dismembered by them, leaving only remnants.
He wondered if the America General Bureau had noticed their current actions.
Spencer's old heart couldn't help but beat a little faster at this thought.
...
"You are the legendary Eight Feet Tall... Lady Dimitrescu?"
"Hmph! Man! Do as you please, kill or flay. But I am a noble countess of Romania, and I have the right to demand a dignified death."
Lady Dimitrescu was bound in a tortoise-shell shape by a rope formed from Will Green Light, but the shame of this posture had already been suppressed by the shock in her heart.
Her physical strength, after being enhanced by the gift, was definitely the strongest among the Four Lords.
But the man in front of her still easily caught her attack.
The claws that grew from her hands, which were capable of cutting through rock, could not harm this man in the slightest.
Instead, he seemingly just casually threw a punch and sent her body flying.
What terrifying strength.
She was actually unable to resist.
If Dante knew what this beautiful, giant mature woman was thinking, he would definitely mock her without hesitation.
A noble of Romania?
Isn't that just a country bumpkin from an Eastern European village?
Don't let her height and bust size be so intimidating. The Federal Bureau of Investigation Academy could find a basketful of people who could easily surpass her in strength.
And this is just talking about strength.
If the conditions were relaxed to defeat her or even kill her, then the number would increase significantly.
Biological viruses, after all, are still inferior.
"My dear Lady Dimitrescu, while you and your three daughters are beautiful in appearance, in reality, you are nothing more than a foul-smelling lump of flesh and flies that think they are human," Dante looked up at Lady Dimitrescu kneeling on the ground, his smile more villainous than a villain. "Ever since you accepted the E-Mold transformation, I no longer consider you humans."
"And since you are not human, then human rights, naturally cease to exist."
Lady Dimitrescu looked at Dante's villainous smile and, remembering his powerful strength, couldn't help but shiver.
Even her clothes were soaked.
Dante was naturally not trying to scare her.
Although he wasn't some perverted man, he indeed didn't see Lady Dimitrescu as a human.
"Next, I will send you and your daughters to the Federal Bureau of Investigation's research facility to develop a vaccine against E-Mold using your blood and E-Mold."
"Blood draws and biopsies are probably unavoidable, but don't worry, we won't taste your saltiness."
"So, welcome to America."
"My precious old baby."
(To be continued.)
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