"Go, go, go, play… First, settle Ada."
Dante didn't heed Harley's threat, his eyes fixed intently on the two people before him.
One was a disciple in the twilight of his life, on the verge of death.
The other was a teacher who, at one hundred and twenty years old, still maintained a youthful appearance.
And these two individuals respectively represented the Mold Master and the Progenitor Virus.
To be honest, these two were the pinnacle of the Resident Evil series' bio-tech tree.
What Wesker, what Excella, they were still too green compared to this teacher and disciple pair.
At least the viruses handled by this teacher and disciple would not have such major flaws as the Uroboros virus.
"Oswell Spencer, Mother Miranda, you two are, in my eyes, the terrorists who pose the greatest threat to civilians."
Although Dante spoke of their great harm, a benevolent smile still hung on his face, as if he were chatting with his neighbor.
But those who knew Dante, understood that at times like this, the other party's life or death was truly uncertain.
"I think your understanding of me and my teacher is a bit off. I want to obtain longer life and a stronger body, and my teacher only wants to resurrect Eva… There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"
"To save your own life, you would let all the civilians in the world be shrouded in terror? To resurrect your own daughter, you would use other people's daughters as vessels?" Dante's smile gradually turned cold. "In my opinion, you are even more heinous than those HYDRA wastes. At least some of them truly believed HYDRA could reshape the world's order and make the world a better place. But you Umbrella Corporation… each harbor your own sinister motives, putting profit above all else."
Dante's anger was not fake.
HYDRA's goal was to rule the world. Although they did not value human lives highly, they tried their best not to affect civilians.
After all, if there were no people, who would they rule?
Insects and microorganisms?
So HYDRA was dangerous, relative to various government agencies and the Federal Bureau of Investigation, as they usually targeted the upper echelons.
But Umbrella Corporation, they spared no one.
If they wanted to conduct an experiment, they would directly choose a city to deploy it. In their eyes, there were no humans, only experimental data.
And the most common supernatural events in the world were Resident Evil incidents.
"Compared to HYDRA, I actually think you are more like HYDRA, cut off one head, and two more grow… After all, those who pursue profit always exist, don't they?"
As Dante spoke, his rage surged.
His green combat uniform gradually turned red, dyed by the Rage Red Light.
"Hmm, the more I talk, the angrier I get…"
"I retract what I said in the previous chapter, go to The Fridge? No."
"Now, are you ready to embrace death?"
After saying that, Dante opened his mouth, and surging blood fire erupted.
But it was blocked about two meters away from Spencer and Mother Miranda.
Dante then realized that an energy deflection barrier enveloped the two people in front of him.
Looking closely, within the technologically crafted barrier, there were even several protective magic circles interspersed.
This composite product of magic and technology clearly bore the mark of Doctor Doom.
"Mother Miranda seems to get along well with her neighbors, to be able to get Doom's toy."
"Agent Dante, you jest. Of course, we wouldn't invite the Federal Bureau of Investigation's most dangerous man to be our guest without any preparations."
"If you could invite Doom himself, I might look at you a bit more, but…" Dante paced to the front of the barrier. "This much isn't enough."
As he spoke, Dante's hands, imbued with blood fire and Rage Red Light, fiercely plunged into the barrier.
This deflection barrier, which was strong enough to withstand an intercontinental missile explosion, was torn in half by Dante as if he were tearing a piece of bread.
Watching the barrier begin to burn, Spencer's eyes suddenly widened.
Thanks to Fury's information blockade, people outside the Federal Bureau of Investigation did not know much about Dante.
For example, Spencer only knew that Dante had a Green Lantern, and this was because the Green Lantern was taken from Wesker's hands.
In his opinion, no matter how strong Dante was, could he be stronger than Doctor Doom, who was almost indistinguishable from a god?
But now it seemed…
He seemed to have really fished out a great white shark while slacking off.
And there was no shark net in front of him.
Spencer and Miranda were both starting to despair.
Miranda, due to the Mold Master's mutation, had lost her link to the Mold Master, so she naturally could not merge with the Mold Master and become the Black God like in the game.
And Mother Miranda in her normal state was not even as strong as Heisenberg.
But coincidences often happen at this very moment.
An unprecedentedly powerful pulsation emanated from the cocoon. This time, even the Agents and special Agents who were clearing Mold Beasts in the Hive felt it.
What followed was a complete eruption.
Spencer instantly showed a look of ecstasy.
"Hahaha! It succeeded! The God who descended into the Mold Master has finally awakened!"
After saying that, he did not even care about his frail body and manually wheeled his wheelchair to the observation window.
Then he crawled off the wheelchair and knelt on the ground with extreme reverence.
Dante frowned, conjuring a spherical prison of Rage Red Light to imprison Mother Miranda, before he approached Spencer.
"You actually think that what was born from that cocoon is a God?"
"If not a God, how could it possess such powerful energy!" Spencer's voice carried a hint of fanaticism. "He must have brought Apocalypse to me!"
Pursing his lips, Dante did not expect this old doctor who had studied viruses and science his entire life to become a fanatical believer within a week.
It seemed that facing the fear of nearing the end of life, even a rational scientist could be broken by fear.
At this moment, Dante actually started to feel a little pity for this old doctor.
You were so afraid of death.
If you had said so earlier, I would have kindly helped you find release.
With an indescribable, sharp insect cry.
The Violet Lantern Beast within the cocoon finally revealed its true form before Dante.
As expected, it was an energy creature entirely composed of Love Violet Light.
Its body was about ten meters long, and its wingspan was nearly forty meters. If it were any larger, this space would not be enough for it to spread its wings.
Spencer, with fanaticism and worship, humbly bowed his head, muttering:
"Oh, Violet God, please grant me eternal life and an immortal body."
Dante naturally would not pay attention to Spencer's crazy talk.
Besides, the Violet Lantern could not do such an outrageous feat as creation.
And why did this completely new and different Violet Lantern Beast look so familiar?
A name suddenly flashed through Dante's mind, and he slapped his head.
Damn it. This cute big head.
Isn't this Mothra?
(To be continued.)
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