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Noah moved as fast as lightning.
Against creatures with thick hides and tough flesh that rely on brute force charges, the stopping power of firearms is far less direct and effective than pure kinetic energy.
He traced a slight arc on the slick ground, perfectly circling around to the side of the giant toad monster.
The monster's massive, lifeless eyes were still locked onto Leon S. Kennedy, its gigantic, tooth-filled maw was stretched open to its limit, and a scarlet long tongue was twitching deep in its throat, ready to pull the prey into its mouth.
It was completely unaware that the shadow of death had already descended upon its flank.
"You're looking for death!"
Leon roared, throwing his body back, sliding half a meter across the ground, narrowly avoiding the monster's foul-smelling drool.
Just as Noah rushed to the monster's side, he suddenly crouched low, and his right leg swept out horizontally across the ground like a steel whip.
This kick precisely struck the webbed foot of the monster's thick hind leg, which was supporting its body.
"Pfft!"
A muffled thud.
The massive body of the toad monster, weighing hundreds of kilograms, instantly lost its balance.
It collapsed sideways with a crash, like a poorly made statue having its base removed.
The immense impact caused its heavy body to roll twice on the concrete platform, splashing up large amounts of stagnant water mixed with moss.
This sudden turn of events stunned both Leon, who was about to shoot, and Krauser, who was firing nearby.
Seizing this gap, Noah closed in.
His body was like a phantom, instantly closing in on the monster that was still struggling on the ground trying to get up.
He shot up into the air, and the moment he reached the peak of his jump, all his strength gathered in his right leg.
From top to bottom, he viciously chopped down towards the monster's ugly head!
"BANG—!!!"
The kick landed squarely between the monster's eye sockets.
The sound was muffled, like slamming a leather sack filled with sludge with a sledgehammer.
The toad monster's head visibly caved inward, forming a deep depression.
Yellow-green bodily fluids mixed with shattered brain tissue sprayed out from its eye sockets and nostrils.
Its huge body convulsed violently once, its thick limbs kicked out randomly twice, and then it completely slumped down, utterly lifeless.
The other toad monster let out a roar, abandoning its attack on Krauser and locking its target onto Noah instead.
Its hind legs pushed off forcefully, and its massive body shot up like a cannonball, opening its bloody maw and lunging toward the newly landed Noah.
Krauser seized the opportunity, quickly lowered his muzzle, and pulled the trigger, aiming at the monster's soft abdomen exposed by the jump.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three bullets accurately pierced the monster's belly.
The monster let out a cry of pain in mid-air, but its forward momentum did not diminish.
Noah looked at the incoming bloody onslaught with a blank expression.
He stepped forward, lowered his body, and clenched his right fist, gathering strength at his waist.
Just as the monster's huge mouth was about to swallow him.
A simple, unadorned straight punch aimed directly at the monster's ugly head.
The next second.
The monster's skull violently exploded, like a watermelon detonated from the inside!
Red, white, green... countless indescribable viscous substances, mixed with fragmented skull, splattered everywhere.
The massive, headless body continued to fly forward several meters due to inertia, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Noah slowly drew back his right arm.
He shook off the sickening slime clinging to his arm.
Krauser was dumbfounded.
He stood mouth agape, staring at the bloody and shocking scene before him, unable to utter a word for a long time.
One punch... he used only one punch to literally shatter the head of a monster that bullets could barely damage effectively?
A hint of indescribably complex emotion once again appeared in Krauser's eyes.
It was shock, confusion, jealousy, and even a hint of... fear that he himself hadn't realized.
"Aah—!!!"
Just then, an extremely shrill scream pierced through the roaring clamor.
It was Manuela!
The three men whipped their heads around, only to see the girl who had been hiding by the stairwell pointing above their heads with eyes full of extreme terror.
Her face was deathly pale, and her body trembled like a leaf in the wind.
The three men instinctively looked up.
In the gloomy sky, a massive dark shape was rapidly growing larger.
The shadow, accompanied by a scalp-numbing "buzzing" sound of wing membranes rapidly rubbing against the air, plummeted quickly from the thick clouds!
"What the hell is that?!" Krauser instinctively raised his gun.
Soon, they saw the full appearance of the thing.
It was a... Scythe Monster-like creature.
A creature over three meters long, covered entirely in dark green carapace.
Its massive compound eyes gleamed with inhuman, cold murderous intent.
Two slender antennae on its head were rapidly twitching with the airflow.
And its two iconic forelimbs, like colossal scythes, reflected a chilling metallic glint under the gloomy light.
"Scatter!" Leon roared, being the first to roll away to the side.
"CRASH!!"
The Giant Scythe Monster landed heavily exactly where they had been standing moments before.
The hard concrete platform was slammed into a huge crater by its impact, and countless cracks spread outwards like a spiderweb.
Manuela let out a desperate whimper, no longer caring about anything else, scrambling back into the shadows of the stairwell, clutching her head tightly and curling into a ball.
Leon dropped to one knee, his gun already spitting fire.
Krauser and Noah simultaneously opened fire on the monster from two different directions.
A dense barrage of bullets poured onto the Giant Scythe Monster.
The bullets struck its dark green carapace, sparking a rapid succession of sparks and making a "clanging" sound, but only leaving shallow white marks.
"Damn it! This thing's shell is too hard!" Krauser cursed while changing his magazine.
The Giant Scythe Monster seemed enraged by the ineffective attack.
It let out a sharp, piercing shriek and suddenly raised its two massive scythe forelimbs.
"Watch out!" Noah's voice sounded calmly.
Before he finished speaking, the two scythes of death swept out horizontally, one left and one right, towards Leon and Krauser, accompanied by a fierce shriek that tore through the air!
Both men's expressions changed drastically, and they threw themselves backward with all their might.
"Swish!"
The cold blades swept past, almost grazing their noses.
The heavy reinforced concrete railing behind them was as fragile as two crackers before the Scythe Monster's massive blades.
Accompanied by a grating snap, two sections of the massive railing were cleanly sliced off, tumbling down into the bottomless, roaring torrent below.
Leon and Krauser fell to the ground, looking at the mirror-smooth cuts, their backs instantly soaked in cold sweat.
If they had reacted even one-tenth of a second slower, they would likely have been sliced in half by now.
The instant the Giant Scythe Monster attacked Leon and Krauser.
Noah flickered, darting to the monster's rear flank like a leopard.
His gaze locked onto the vulnerable joint connecting the monster's wing and body.
The muzzle of the desert eagle suddenly spat fire at extremely close range.
"Bang!"
The large-caliber magnum bullet, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, accurately blasted the joint.
"Pfft!"
Green fluid burst out.
One of the Giant Scythe Monster's wings was violently torn off at the root.
"Hiss—!!!"
The monster let out a shriek of extreme pain.
It spun around abruptly, its huge compound eyes fixed intensely on Noah, the tiny human who had inflicted such severe damage.
It abandoned Leon and Krauser, its segmented legs moving rapidly across the ground, its massive body turning into a green afterimage as it charged madly towards Noah.
The two scythes of death crisscrossed and swung in the air, creating a suffocating blur of blades.
"Noah!" Leon shouted anxiously.
But Noah remained calm, moving backward while continuously pulling the trigger.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Every bullet accurately struck the Scythe Monster's enormous head.
Although unable to penetrate, the tremendous impact successfully disrupted its vision, causing a slight delay in its storm-like attack.
Leon and Krauser seized this fleeting opportunity created by Noah.
They scrambled up from the ground, pointing their guns from two directions at the wound at the base of the Scythe Monster's wing, which it couldn't close due to the injury.
"Shoot there!" Leon roared.
Both men fired simultaneously.
The bullets, like two angry vipers, accurately burrowed into the bloody, mangled wound.
"Screeeech—!!!"
The Giant Scythe Monster's body suddenly froze.
Its shriek became incredibly mournful and desperate.
Its wildly swinging scythes also froze in mid-air.
The next second.
Its massive body crashed heavily to the ground, like a puppet that had lost all its strings.
Green blood spurted from its wound like a fountain, quickly pooling into a foul-smelling puddle on the ground.
It twitched a few times, then went completely still... Temporary peace finally returned to the top of the dam.
Only the howling wind and the deafening sound of water remained.
The three men found a relatively clean and safe corner, leaning against the wall of the Control Tower, taking the time to rest and replenish their strength.
Leon twisted open his canteen, took a large gulp, and then looked at the girl still hiding and trembling in the stairwell.
He walked over, breathing heavily, trying to make his voice sound gentle.
"Manuela, come out, it's safe now."
It took a while before the girl cautiously peeked out.
When she saw the gigantic, terrifying monster corpses outside, she couldn't help but gag again.
Leon sighed and walked back to sit down in his original spot.
He looked at the girl's pale face, remained silent for a moment, and finally asked the most crucial question.
"Manuela, Javier... why did he inject you with the veronica virus? What exactly was he asking you to endure?"
This question pierced the small psychological defense Manuela had managed to build up.
Her body began to tremble uncontrollably again.
Her lips trembled, and her voice was barely a whisper.
"For... for treatment..."
Her eyes were filled with endless fear and struggle.
"If... if it continues... I... I'm afraid I'll turn into... turn into a monster just like them..."
As she spoke, she seemed to steel herself with some resolve.
She raised her slightly trembling left hand and slowly unwrapped the circle of already darkened bandage wound around her right arm.
As the bandage fell away layer by layer, revealing the skin beneath, even Leon, who was accustomed to all manner of horrific sights, couldn't help but contract his pupils.
That was absolutely not human skin.
It was yellowish, shriveled, covered in strange blue veins and keratinized growth... inhuman tissue.
It looked like a piece of deadwood, decayed for countless years, forcibly grafted onto a young girl's slender arm.
"Treatment? Treatment for what!?"
Krauser's voice suddenly rang out, rough and direct, carrying a sense of oppression.
His sharp eyes were fixed intently on the horrifying arm segment.
Manuela shivered from the fright, and tears immediately welled up.
She choked back a sob and spoke haltingly.
"When... when I was fifteen... my mother and I... we got the same disease..."
"The doctors said... said there was no way to cure it... We couldn't find any information, the only thing we knew... was that only residents living in this rainforest get this specific disease..."
Her voice was filled with despair.
"Later... Mother died... Father, Father somehow... got that... that virus... He said that thing could cure my illness."
"So... so I injected that virus... He said, as long as I could endure it, I would live..."
Leon frowned.
"How did your father get hold of something like that?"
Noah, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up at this moment.
His voice was calm.
"I'm afraid Wesker gave it to him."
Wesker!
That name, like a black bolt of lightning, instantly cut through all the fog in Leon's mind.
All the key points were connected at this moment.
Javier's daughter contracted an incurable terminal illness.
A desperate Javier, through some channel, contacted that ghost-like man—Albert Wesker.
Wesker sold him the veronica virus, calling it "treatment," which allowed him both to obtain enormous funds from this South American drug lord and to use his daughter as a perfect test subject to acquire the most direct and valuable clinical data on the veronica virus in a living host.
This was indeed something Wesker would do.
That man never cared about anyone's life or death to achieve his goals.
"But..." a new question popped into Leon's mind, "The veronica virus is known to completely destroy the host's brain cells, turning the host into a monster. Why is she..."
He looked at Manuela, realizing the girl still retained clear self-awareness and sanity.
This was completely different from Steve, whom he had seen infected with the virus on Rockfort Island.
Leon's words seemed to touch upon an incredibly terrifying forbidden zone deep within Manuela's heart.
Her emotions instantly collapsed.
She desperately covered her ears with both hands, shaking her head vigorously, tears streaming down like broken strings of pearls.
"No... please don't ask anymore... Please, can you stop asking..."
She curled up on the ground, whimpering like a wounded small animal; her pain and despair moved everyone present.
Seeing Manuela completely lose control of her emotions, Leon could only close his mouth and sigh helplessly.
Krauser stood nearby, arms crossed, watching everything with indifference.
There was no sympathy on his face; in his deep eyes surged complex and dark emotions that no one could understand.