"You... are you human or ghost?"
Chris and Leon's group first witnessed Lady Dimitrescu, who had thrown Jill, their strongest combatant, then saw the nearly three-meter-tall female tyrant bound to the ground by the man in just a few moves.
Then, a portal, only seen in sci-fi and fantasy movies, opened, sending Lady Dimitrescu and three fly-women, who were confined into human form by some power, into the Federal Bureau of Investigation Headquarters laboratory.
"Me? Just an ordinary Federal Bureau of Investigation agent."
Dante shook his short hair, which he couldn't shake at all, and smiled at his teammates, the killer and the Vehicle Killer.
Successfully giving them goosebumps.
The Resident Evil protagonists, unaware of the truth, showed awe toward the mysterious Dante.
Meanwhile, Coulson and the others were already trying to suppress their laughter.
Especially Wade Wilson, who had to think about the saddest things in his life three times to barely keep his mouth from curving upward.
This isn't humble-bragging.
This is showing off.
Dante was also exceptionally pleased to see the Resident Evil protagonists awestruck by his even aura.
However, this was just an interlude. Dante was mostly serious during his missions.
At this moment, although his mind was already filled with the large truck that was Lady Dimitrescu, he still reserved a part for thought.
In the underground waterway, the Molded creatures they encountered all had obvious Love Violet Light within the mold residing in them.
Although still weak, they were definitely much stronger than simple E-Mold Molded creatures.
But the recent Lady Dimitrescu had no trace of Love Violet Light on her, only pure, original E-Mold.
The three fly-women were the same.
This also indicated that this special situation was not always present, but had only recently appeared.
This... is interesting.
Dante twitched his lips.
Of course, this is just a preliminary deduction. Aren't there four great noble families in total? Just eliminate the other three nobles and see if they are all like Lady Dimitrescu.
"Alright, we should continue forward," Dante said, then walked deeper into the police station. "I can feel that there are still a few bugs in the darkness that need to be cleared out."
"Bugs?" Chris and the others quickly followed Dante. "You mean there are still B.O.W.s present?"
"Although they are essentially B.O.W.s, their ability classification is closer to superpowers."
"Look at other B.O.W.s. They are nothing more than evolutions for higher, faster, and stronger."
"But the parasites, Gifts, created with E-Mold as a base give the infected abilities related to what they desire in their hearts or what they are good at."
"This is no longer simple genetic mutation, but rather the highly intelligent Mold Master reading their thoughts and perfecting their flaws."
Dante spoke eloquently, combining the Resident Evil knowledge from Spencer with his understanding of the game's settings, making it easy to fool these protagonists.
Ethan had also already stood up with the help of Coulson and the others.
Dante's peripheral vision glanced at Ethan's wrist, which had a large gash but wasn't bleeding much.
Coulson and the other Federal Bureau of Investigation agents had already noticed the unusual condition of the wound, but seeing Dante subtly shake his head, they all chose not to speak out.
Dante sighed inwardly.
Ethan... what a hard-luck man.
If Resident Evil 0 to 6 were epic adventures of heroes, then 7 and 8 were the desperate chapters of a husband and a father.
He saved his wife, saved his daughter.
But he couldn't save himself.
Ethan Winters, throughout his life, walked the path of giving everything for his family.
Fortunately, in this Universe, Ethan met him, Dante.
He will soon be able to continue being a good husband and a good father.
"Alright, next, it's hunting time!"
...
"Teacher! Look! The Mold Master is starting to show abnormal reactions!"
"What!?"
"Violent fluctuations that have never appeared before!" Spencer immediately looked at the screen displaying energy readings. "My goodness! This energy... how immense! How violent!"
"But the Mold Master has never had such an anomaly..."
Mother Miranda was completely lost in confusion.
They had smuggled themselves into the U.S. and laid low in Raccoon City for over half a month.
During this period, the Mold Master had always been normal.
But since a week ago, on a night when an aurora swept across the surface, the Mold Master turned purple overnight and its form became more and more like a cocoon.
It was from that time that she temporarily lost her link with the Mold Master.
A hundred years of stability, a sudden anomaly, left Mother Miranda with no choice but to take things one step at a time.
The result was that the Mold Master, which had turned into a purple cocoon, could still produce E-Mold, and both its infectivity and mutability were greatly enhanced. Even the fully mutated Molded creatures were stronger than the previous E-Mold.
But she never thought it would possess such immense energy.
This...
It was already beyond her and Spencer's control.
(To be continued.)