"Alexia was just him in disguise. Don't say anymore… Let's hurry and catch up. We absolutely cannot let him escape!"
After Javier replied cleanly and crisply, he once again raised the M82A1 anti-materiel sniper rifle on his back and fired a few shots at the hidden compartment secret passage in front of him. Violent forced entry was always the best solution for unlocking, and in a short while, the hidden compartment secret passage was completely blown to smithereens. With a casual kick, the group quickly gave chase.
Sure enough,
This hidden compartment secret passage led to Alfred's room. Similar to his sister Alexia's boudoir, Javier didn't believe for a second that Alfred wasn't a perverted, sis-con brother.
And as expected,
When Javier and the others arrived at Alfred's room, they saw the purple female evening dress and a blonde wig scattered on his bed. At this moment, Alfred was busy using a first aid kit to bandage the wound on his arm, completely unaware of Javier and the others behind him.
On his face,
There was a large amount of foundation, eyeshadow, and red lipstick. If it weren't for the short blonde hair, he would probably be a very beautiful woman. After all, he inherited the genes of his first ancestor, Veronica, so even as a male, he had a neutral appearance…
"You're under arrest, Mr. Alfred!"
Without any hesitation,
Javier pressed the Desert Eagle against Alfred's forehead and said in a flat tone. At this moment, Alfred's body trembled, and he turned around in terror. Claire and Steve and the others indeed saw the face covered in foundation, eyeshadow, and red lipstick, which was even heavier than Claire's usual makeup, although she usually didn't like to wear much makeup.
Now, seeing this cross-dressing master in front of them, Claire finally understood the meaning of "there's always someone better." She felt utterly inferior!
However,
Just at this moment,
When Javier and the others thought Alfred was about to surrender instantly, they didn't expect this guy's resistance to be several times more intense than imagined.
Before Javier and the others could react,
"Click—!"
Alfred rolled to the side and immediately came to the bedside cabinet, activated the switch, and another hidden compartment secret passage appeared. Without any hesitation, Alfred instantly Drill into it, moving very fast, like a sewer rat.
"…"
"Damn it, that guy got away again!"
Seeing this, even Claire, who was nearby, couldn't help but curse, but Alfred's extremely arrogant voice came from inside the secret passage:
"You will regret letting me go! I will have you all completely annihilated here, making you bury yourselves in this Prison Island and go to hell, while I will leave safely. Just wait, I've already activated the castle's self-destruct system! For the glory of the Ashford Family, let's work together!"
Alfred's voice echoed in the room.
And after he arrived at the underground secret base, he immediately pressed a red button. Only then did a series of loud noises emanate throughout the castle, as if a fierce beast was about to be unleashed. In a corner that Javier and the others didn't notice,
A colossal, bound Tyrant was unsealed with a roar. Its muscles were incredibly grotesque and robust, standing over three meters tall, more than a meter taller than the original T-103 Tyrant, making its body even more massive.
And this was the new type of Tyrant, the T-078 Type Tyrant, first improved by Rockfort Island Prison. Its entire body lacked the black leather coat and power limiter, instead exhibiting its full power from the outset. Frankly, this type of Tyrant wasn't much stronger than the traditional T-103 Tyrant.
Without a large number of defensive weapons,
Although powerful and robust,
It would instantly lose combat effectiveness if its weak point was attacked. Its only variable characteristic was that its right hand could mutate into a giant claw. This posed no threat whatsoever to Javier and Lisa. A few shots from the M82A1 anti-materiel sniper rifle would be enough to send it to its demise, especially when loaded with high-energy and armor-piercing ammunition.
Because Javier was not afraid of what demons or monsters Alfred could summon, he was only afraid that this guy would escape Rockfort Island Prison one step ahead and go to the Antarctica Research Institute. That way, Javier would suffer a great loss, after all, he didn't know where the Antarctica Research Institute was—!
Chapter Twelve: Antarctica Research Institute
"Roar, roar, roar—!!!"
A furious roar echoed throughout the castle.
Loud thuds came from the ground. Before Javier and the others could react, a huge figure smashed through the wall and walked in, like a stone giant. Its entire body was gray-black, with a red gap on its chest, and its eyes glowed with a yellow light. Although it seemed stiff and clumsy, its body, over three meters tall, was comparable to a giant among all the Tyrants.
Soon,
It locked its gaze on Javier and the others on the second floor. After a furious roar, it began to walk up. It seemed that because of its massive size, this T-078 Type was not as agile as imagined, even very clumsy.
Steve and Claire couldn't help but retreat several steps when they saw this. Why was this ugly bald giant everywhere?
However,
On the other side, Javier had no intention of indulging the T-078 Type Tyrant in front of him. After all, he was now using a cannon instead of a small pistol, so why should he be afraid? He didn't have the same game settings where the strongest weapon was a revolver and the ultimate weapon was a rocket launcher, which would make it difficult to fight!
Thinking of this,
Javier pulled out the M82A1 anti-materiel sniper rifle's magazine and reloaded it with armor-piercing rounds from his backpack. The power of armor-piercing rounds could easily penetrate armor's defense, which should be more than enough to deal with the T-078 Type Tyrant in front of him.
"Click—!!!"
Racking the bolt,
Javier violently pressed the M82A1 sniper rifle against the second-floor railing. The scope's crosshairs first locked onto the side of the T-078 Type Tyrant's thigh, then he pulled the trigger.
"Bang…!"
"Boom———!!!"
A loud bang,
A thick, sharp bullet whizzed out with an ear-splitting roar, moving incredibly fast. Even the T-078 Type Tyrant itself didn't react to what happened before a sharp pain shot through its right knee.
Looking down,
It only then realized that a grotesque blood hole had appeared out of nowhere on its right knee. Moreover, this blood hole wasn't just lodged inside; it was a complete Penetration. If one looked down, they would find that all the flesh inside the blood hole had vanished, even the bone was gone.
This made the T-078 Type Tyrant difficult to accept.
Shaking off the intense pain, it roared and charged quickly towards Javier and the others. Although limping made its movements extremely comical, the anger on its face was not.
"Didn't break it directly…?"
"In that case, let's just fire a few more shots. After all, this Tyrant does seem to have tougher skin and flesh than other Tyrants."
On the other side,
Facing the enraged T-078 Type Tyrant, Javier didn't panic. Instead, he looked at the blood hole on the T-078 Type Tyrant's right knee and sighed. But it was normal… This guy's thigh was thicker than a bucket, yet it was difficult to break with one shot.
However, since one shot didn't break it,
Then just shoot a few more times…
"Click—!"
"Bang… Bang… Bang…!"
"Boom boom boom———!!!!"
Raising the M82A1 sniper rifle again, Javier re-aimed the crosshairs at the T-078 Type Tyrant's injured right knee and fiercely pulled the trigger three more times consecutively. All three shots hit various positions on the right knee.
"Pfft…"
"Crack, crack—!!!"
Not this time…
Like Barrett chopping down a tree, one shot was one thing, but several shots were another. Before the T-078 Type Tyrant could react, its already staggering and limping steps, now due to the sudden collapse of its right leg, caused its entire body to suddenly lunge forward and heavily fall to the ground.
It wanted to force itself to stand up using the strength of its hands and one leg, but due to its weight, it had never adapted to the feeling of an imbalanced body. Therefore, it had just stood up halfway before it suddenly fell down again.
"Roar, roar, roar—!!!"
It roared angrily at Javier, but it was useless. It could only drag its heavy body and crawl forward little by little.
Looking at the T-078 Type Tyrant in front of him, Javier shook his head helplessly. When did fighting a Tyrant become so easy and simple? In the final analysis, it was all due to insufficient firepower. If everyone had an M82A1 sniper rifle, what small Tyrant would dare to jump out and cause trouble?
"Bang…!"
"Boom———!!!"
Seeing that the T-078 Type Tyrant in front of him had lost its threat, Javier didn't intend to torment it any further. He aimed the M82A1 sniper rifle at its head and instantly pulled the trigger. The bullet, full of penetrating power, instantly blew open the T-078 Type Tyrant's head. Its brain exploded instantly, and various unknown liquids flowed down.
This was the advantage of "a long inch is a strong inch."
He hadn't engaged in close combat with the T-078 Type Tyrant in front of him, yet he had solved it so easily. It was an incredibly unimaginable feat.
"It's over…"
"Let's get out of this castle quickly! Alfred has already activated the castle's self-destruct system. Although it won't blow up the entire island, being too close will still be life-threatening!"
After dealing with the T-078 Type Tyrant, Javier said to Claire and Steve behind him. The group then didn't hesitate and ran towards the outside of the castle.
"Hey!"
"Look, there's a plane over there! We can take that thing to get out of this cursed place!"
At this moment,
The sharp-eyed Steve quickly discovered a transport plane parked not far outside the castle. This discovery came very timely, as Javier's private jet was on the outskirts of the island, and this transport plane was their only key to the Antarctica Research Institute.
Therefore, without any hesitation,
Everyone quickly boarded the transport plane.
And Steve, the eager young man, was clamoring that he could fly a plane and that he should be allowed to pilot it. Although it was unknown when this 17-year-old simpleton learned to fly a plane, it was clearly not credible at all.
Under Javier's affectionate pat on the head,
Steve, the young man, immediately gave up the idea of fighting for control. With the Riding skill activated, Javier easily started the transport plane. It slowly ascended and then flew towards the sky above Rockfort Island Prison. At the same time, Javier did not forget to reduce the speed, to prevent that guy Alfred from catching up.
…
On the other side,
In the castle basement,
Seeing Javier and the others escape in the transport plane, Alfred was furious and quickly activated a fighter jet in his underground base. This fighter jet was even faster. The ground hatch opened, and watching Javier and the others leave, Alfred's fighter jet shot straight into the sky, chasing after them at an extremely fast speed.
At the same time,
Alfred, inside the fighter jet, also activated the remote control system. Since the transport plane Javier and the others were flying was his own, he could control its navigation system. Before Javier and the others could react, Alfred immediately diverted the route to the Antarctica Research Institute…
And he himself was piloting the fighter jet, arriving at the Antarctica Research Institute first. He wanted to personally meet his long-cherished sister, Alexia!
Meanwhile, Wesker, who was still on Rockfort Island,
Looked somewhat disheveled at his broken arm and lower leg. He removed his signature black sunglasses, revealing the snake-like orange-red beast eyes within. It seemed his fusion with the Progenitor Virus had indeed become very high, but unfortunately, the Progenitor Virus's abilities were relatively mediocre in the early stages… or rather, there were no outstanding points, as it was balanced.
That's why Wesker appeared to be relatively weak…
After all, the Progenitor Virus neither had the tenacious vitality, regenerative power, and evolutionary capabilities of the G Virus, nor the fire and magic manipulation powers of the T-Veronica Virus. The initial gap between the two was still quite large.
Even the arm and lower leg that Javier had broken with the M82A1 sniper rifle were only slowly regenerating new flesh at this moment. This was a world of difference compared to the G Virus. If his limbs were disabled first during combat, Wesker would find it very difficult to recover. This was also his current weakness.
His superhuman body might be enough to deal with ordinary people, but against more powerful enemies, he might need to weigh his options more carefully.
"Damn you, Javier… I will never rest until I destroy you!"
Wesker gnashed his teeth and cursed. At the same time, Wesker couldn't help but guess the true purpose of Javier and the others arriving at Rockfort Island Prison. If it was just to rescue Chris's sister, Claire, it certainly wasn't that simple.
Perhaps Javier, like him,
Was at Rockfort Island Prison to look for clues about the T-Veronica Virus.
Because he was certain that Alexia was not dead, but merely feigning death and hiding in some corner of the world. As long as they captured that idiot Alfred and pressed him, they would surely find some useful clues from his mouth.
However,
Just as Wesker was thinking about how to capture Alfred, a huge explosion came from the distant castle. The entire castle turned into a ruined charcoal, with flames soaring into the sky.
And an urgent voice came from Wesker's subordinate's walkie-talkie:
"Captain Wesker, uh… the castle where Alfred lived has been blown up, and it seems that before the self-destruct, I personally saw Alfred piloting a fighter jet escaping south. I don't know where he's going. Should we pursue?"
This news undoubtedly made Wesker's face change.
He slammed his clenched fists against the wall, but it was no use—
…
In the white clouds,
Javier was slowly piloting the transport plane. Since the transport plane had an automatic pilot system, it only needed to be set with navigation to fly automatically. Javier also knew that Alfred would personally turn into the navigation to the Antarctica Research Institute, so he simply remained still.
He leaned back in the pilot's seat and closed his eyes to rest. Lisa did the same. Claire and Steve, who had been busy on Rockfort Island Prison for a long time, were also very tired. The two instantly fell asleep.
Claire leaned on Steve's shoulder, sleeping soundly. Her unique body scent lingered at Steve's nostrils, making him feel a little restless. Looking at Claire's beautiful face, Steve, the young man, couldn't help but want to lean in for a kiss.
But the moment his lust arose,
Steve, upon seeing Javier and Lisa in the pilot's seat, couldn't help but suppress his desire. As a 17-year-old young man, he didn't want to be discovered engaging in such sordid behavior, so he hastily dropped the idea.