With a loud bang, startled birds in the jungle flew into the sky, and two heavy doors collapsed into the building.

Twenty highly trained members of the joint forces entered the mansion in batches and maintained contact via radio.

"Group A is normal."

"Group B is normal."

"Team C has discovered an underground entrance passage and is preparing for a directional blast."

The mission is progressing smoothly and has not encountered any resistance so far.

But the smoother the process went, the stranger it seemed to Leon and Chris.

"Detonation permitted. All other teams, remain on high alert," Chris said over the radio, before heading towards Group C's location with Leon.

Once the two were in position, the demolition expert set the explosives, and with another 'bang,' the basement entrance was blown open, and smoke and dust poured out through the blasted hole, revealing a deep, downward-extending passage.

"That's really typical of these crazy biochemical researchers." Leon looked into the depths of the passage.

Just as the team members were about to explore further, a low, hoarse roar suddenly came from the end of the passage. The sound echoed back along the stone wall, causing dust to fall from the top of the passage.

Leon immediately drew the black and white pistols from his thighs and shouted sharply:

"Everyone retreat and execute the contingency plan for encountering biological weapons."

Chapter 160 Wesker, Your Days of Hiding Are Over

In an instant, the three-headed tyrant burst out from the depths of the tunnel and launched an attack on the combined forces of the DSO and BSAA.

"Spread out!" Chris shouted, and the soldiers spread out according to the drill, then released their weapons.

In order to deal with the possibility of biological and chemical weapons, all the soldiers were equipped with large-caliber assault rifles that fire specially made depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds, and two of them were also equipped with rocket launchers.

"Fire!"

With a command, a dense hail of bullets pinned the three-headed tyrants down, preventing them from raising their heads. They were supposed to transform into super tyrants after taking massive damage.

But Leon didn't give them a chance to break free of their restraints. He held the black and white pistols level, his mental energy constantly surging into the barrels, finally transforming into two bullets that shot out.

bang——

One of the tyrants' heads exploded like a watermelon, and its massive body crashed to the ground. Leon immediately turned his gun around and fired his black and white pistols in quick succession, killing all three tyrants.

"Cease fire and inspect weapons."

Chris gestured for a ceasefire to the crowd, then looked at Leon, who had holstered his black gun in his thigh and held his white gun guardingly, and said:

"Lyon, you'll lead the team to conduct an in-depth investigation. I'll check for potential hazards in the surrounding area and then bring reinforcements to support you."

“Okay.” Lyon nodded in response, then led half of the group into the underground area of ​​the mansion.

The air, thick with the smell of formaldehyde, hit them. Leon gestured for his team to check their gas masks, and then they searched each room one by one.

Scattered zombies and mutated dogs occasionally rushed out along the way, but the team members dealt with them cleanly and efficiently.

Upon reaching the third-floor laboratory, several Lickers swooped down from the ceiling. Leon raised his hand and fired two shots, the bullets from his black and white pistols precisely piercing the brains of two Lickers. The rest of the team immediately followed up with additional shots, not giving them a chance to get close.

"Sir, footage from the tactical vehicle shows three people heading towards the underground dock," the scout in the front row reported.

Lyon gave a 'yes' sign, signaling his teammates to flank from the left and right, while he himself moved quickly forward along the wall.

There is a natural cave beneath the island, which can be transformed into a hidden underground dock with a little modification.

Inside the massive underground dock, seawater lapped against the concrete embankment, and a small submarine hovered on the surface.

A woman in a white suit, with blonde hair falling naturally down her chest and an arrogant expression, was preparing to enter the submarine via the gangway.

She is Leon and Chris's target on this trip: Alex Wesker.

"Madam, we need to hurry," the bodyguard urged in a low voice. "Those bio-weapons might not buy us enough time..."

“What’s the panic?” Alex slowly adjusted her gloves, then said dismissively, “Chris Redfield and those DSO agents?”

"Don't move!" Leon stepped forward slowly, carrying two pistols. His teammates quickly took up advantageous positions, all pointing their guns at the three men, and shouted sternly:

“Alex Wesker, you are suspected of illegally researching biological weapons and plotting terrorist attacks. I am now formally arresting you on behalf of the DSO.”

"Arrest me?" Alex scoffed. "Take care of them."

Seeing this, Lyon knew that this woman would not surrender easily, so he took a step forward and charged directly at the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards were menacing; they had killed more than a dozen people on the battlefield and were top-tier soldiers, but their opponent today was Lyon.

In Lyon's eyes, the two bodyguards were as slow as snails. He elbowed one of the bodyguards in the chest, the sound of breaking ribs echoing, and then with a spinning side kick, he sent the second bodyguard flying, crashing heavily onto the concrete ground.

Within two seconds, the two bodyguards collapsed to the ground, completely incapacitated.

Alex's expression froze. She instinctively took a step back and reached for the pistol at her waist, only to find that Leon's gun was already pressed against her forehead.

"I said, stop resisting," Leon said coldly, showing no kindness whatsoever to these madmen who were carrying out biological attacks.

Just then, a slow applause came from deep within the dock.

A tall figure in a black trench coat emerged from the shadows. He had a meticulously slicked-back hairstyle, sunglasses that obscured his eyes, a long, black-sheathed sword at his waist, and an aura of coldness that kept strangers at bay.

“That was quite a display of skill, DSO’s Leon S. Kennedy.” The man scrutinized Leon, his gaze seemingly piercing right through him.

“Albert Wesker, a remnant of Umbrella, the BSAA’s most wanted man.” Leon’s pupils contracted, and his grip on the gun tightened abruptly.

Lyon had heard of Wesker's name and knew how dangerous he was, but he hadn't faced the man before today.

"You are indeed somewhat interesting." Behind his sunglasses were a pair of deep red, snake-like eyes. He swept his gaze over the crowd behind Leon and said disdainfully:

"But they are not qualified."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leon felt a gust of wind, and his teammates who were on the arrest mission with him fell to the ground one after another, with large holes in their bodies, blood soaking the ground, their fates uncertain.

This speed... Leon was surprised that Wesker's speed might be second only to Li Ai's. At the same time, he had already entered the white-haired transformation state, and alloy armor plates quickly attached to his body, emitting a faint mechanical clicking sound.

The steel short stick popped out from inside the wrist armor, landed in Leon's palm, and transformed into a lightning greatsword, with arcs of electricity crackling and popping across its blade.

Lyon pointed his sword at Albert Wesker and said sharply:

“Wesker, your days of hiding are over. I’m going to arrest you.”

“Leon S. Kennedy, if you want something, you have to do it yourself.” Wesker drew his long, black-handled sword from his waist, responding sharply.

"You should understand this most basic principle."

"Have you been hiding all these years just memorizing poetry?" Leon retorted without backing down, activating all the armor thrusters and spewing out scorching air currents, propelling him toward Wesker.

Clang——

The greatsword and the longsword clashed, producing a melodious metallic clang and sparks flying.

“Interesting, you’ve even mixed vibranium into your weapon.” Wesker twirled his blade, the tip slicing through the air.

“There’s something missing in this sword.” Leon felt his right hand go numb and his thumb throb with pain, but he still gritted his teeth and launched a series of attacks on Wesker.

The greatsword and vibranium longsword clashed against each other, and the two men would occasionally exchange blows with their fists and feet. The resulting shockwaves made the entire underground dock shake precariously, and pebbles kept falling from the dome, splashing into the seawater.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps approached; it was Chris leading the others to support Leon.

Chapter 161 This is the power of God

Lyon caught sight of the figure rushing in, and his heart sank. He was about to warn his teammates to be careful when Wesker, who was in front of him, made a move first.

The force of the vibranium sword suddenly increased, and Leon was forced to retreat. Wesker twisted his wrist and suddenly pulled the sword away, kicking Leon in the chest like a cannonball.

A dull, metallic sound exploded, and Leon slid back several meters, his boots carving two deep furrows in the rough cement ground before he barely managed to regain his balance. Even his breastplate was dented.

Wesker's crimson snake eyes pierced through Leon and landed on Chris, who was rushing over, as he said mockingly:

"Long time no see, Chris Redfield. You're still as weak as ever."

"Wesker!"

Chris gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury. He thought of Raccoon City's betrayal and Jill Valentine, his comrade who had disappeared because of Wesker. He picked up his rifle, gripped the trigger tightly, and the depleted uranium armor-piercing round hurtled straight at Wesker's face with a sharp whistling sound.

These depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds were specifically designed for biological and chemical weapons. Even a tyrant couldn't withstand them for long, but Wesker stood still, showing no intention of dodging.

A microsecond before the bullet made contact, a red glow appeared on Wesker's body, and his flesh and the black trench coat merged together, turning into a metallic black-red skin.

When the high-speed spinning warhead hit him, it felt like a piece of cotton. The hard metal shell deformed right before everyone's eyes and made a few soft sounds when it hit the ground.

"What the hell is this thing?" Chris's pupils shrank, his finger instinctively tightened on the trigger, his face full of disbelief.

Leon frowned, the dent in his breastplate still throbbing with pain. He stared at Wesker, who was still changing, and said in a deep voice:

"He turned himself into a monster."

“A frog in a well, this is the power of a god.” Wesker’s fingertips lightly brushed the blade of the vibranium sword, the cold edge reflecting his completely mutated head.

Wesker's head was completely covered in black and red scales, with a pair of long horns like those of a hammerhead shark growing on the left and right sides, and a small eye growing on either side of his eyes, which was somewhat unsettling.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wesker swung his longsword. Where the blade sliced ​​through, space seemed to be torn open, and a deep red crack appeared out of thin air. Countless tiny pupils were embedded in the crack, staring unblinkingly at everyone present, making their scalps tingle.

"Damn it, everyone retreat!"

Leon instinctively sensed the strength of his opponent. He turned around and shouted to his teammates, holding his lightning greatsword horizontally in front of him, using all his energy for defense, ready to take the hit head-on.

"Too late." Wesker's calm voice reached everyone's ears.

The next second, the red blade exploded, and a violent energy shockwave swept outwards. The dome of the underground dock was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and large rocks crashed into the sea, creating waves several meters high.

Without a second thought, Lyon leaped in front of his teammates, using his greatsword as a shield.

But Wesker's power far exceeded Lyon's expectations. The composite armor of vibranium and Goodnight steel groaned under the strain, the armor plates shattered inch by inch, and the greatsword and armor exploded, revealing the blood-stained basic combat uniform underneath.

Destroying vibranium is considered a sign of strength in the universe, and Wesker didn't even think about killing Leon and Chris; his nonchalant attitude was like crushing an ant with his foot.

Wesker glanced at Leon, who was barely managing to keep his balance while kneeling, then at Chris, who was thrown to the ground by the shockwave and covered in dust, and said disdainfully:

"Chris, Leon, you are not worth killing now."

Wesker stopped looking at the crowd whose fates were unknown, turned around and walked to Alex, who was still in a daze, and gently swiped his hand in the air.

Another deep red crack appeared, revealing a blurry scene of light and shadow on the other side. Wesker, holding Alex's wrist, left a message before stepping into the crack.

"Remember to find me a more suitable opponent next time."

The moment the words left his mouth, the spatial rift closed completely, as if the Wesker siblings had never existed.

But the collapse of the underground dock continued, and Chris struggled to crawl out of the rubble, looking at the mess before him, at a loss.

"Leon, we need to get out of here quickly." Chris looked at the others. Although it was heartbreaking, given the speed at which the underground dock was collapsing, they couldn't evacuate all the wounded.

“Don’t worry, we have backup.” Leon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at the greatsword that was now reduced to just a hilt, and said worriedly:

"It's just a pity about the gift he gave me."

After saying that, Leon's vision went black, and just as he was about to fall to the ground, a hand caught him.

"Who did this!" A voice rang out in the underground dock, and Chris, the only one who was still conscious, could hear the intense killing intent in it.

In addition to their own performance, the two sets of Enhanced Armor 2.0 also have the function of sending emergency distress messages to Li Ai.

The moment the armor shattered, a distress signal was sent out, and Li Ai immediately teleported over as soon as she received the message.

“Let’s go somewhere else,” Lyon said, barely managing to stay awake. “And the other people here… they all have families too.”

After saying that, Leon fainted.

Barrier!

Li Ai's gaze swept across the chaotic scene. He took out a barrier capsule, creating a safe space, and then used a recovery capsule on everyone.

【Recovery!】

The soldiers who had been beaten to the point of death by Wesker began to breathe steadily, but the effect of the green light on Leon was not very good.

A deep red aura surged from Leon's wound, clashing sharply with the green light emitted by the recovery capsule, preventing Leon's wound from healing.

This was the first time Li Ai had encountered such a situation. He frowned, took out the elimination capsule, and exclaimed in surprise:

"The crimson power... Could it be Cyttorak, the ruler of the Crimson Universe?"

Erase!

A silver-gray light appeared and collided head-on with the crimson aura. Fortunately, the crimson aura remaining in Leon's body was just a rootless thing. With Li Ai's full output, the crimson aura finally left Leon's body and dissipated into the air.

But before it disappeared, the crimson aura formed a pupil in the air, as if trying to remember who had dispelled it.

Only after this deep red aura disappears can the recovery capsule begin to treat Leon.

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