That was a sign that the Progenitor Virus was accelerating its evolution…
Wesker's muscles suddenly bulged all over his body, his tight police uniform shirt ripped open, his skin turned a hot red, and a faint heat wafted from his back.
Even Wesker's crimson eyes gleamed more fiercely, and the fangs in his mouth seemed to sharpen considerably.
Parts of his arms and neck even began to show signs of skin necrosis, though the area was small—just a tiny bit—but this was indeed the most obvious side effect of the T-Virus.
It seemed Wesker couldn't resolve the T-Virus's flaws with the Progenitor Virus in a short time.
Wesker was now slowly approaching a zombie-like state.
Of course, it wasn't all bad.
Wesker's calf, which Javier had broken with a Desert Eagle.50 caliber Magnum round, had completely healed at this moment.
The broken leg bone and flesh had reconnected and fused, and the wound quickly scabbed over.
In less than a minute, the scabbed wound quickly fell off, revealing a hideous and striking scar, and his broken calf had completely recovered.
This recovery speed could be called a medical miracle.
To reattach and heal a broken calf would require at least a hundred days of recovery time in the medical field; after all, 'injuring bones and tendons takes a hundred days'.
But Wesker… in just the blink of an eye, it was simply too outrageous, even defying the laws of biology.
No wonder those scientific researchers were so obsessed with viruses; this stuff was simply a cheat code, a biological bug from another dimension.
"Hoo hoo…"
Of course, as mentioned before, although the T-Virus can accelerate the host's metabolism and strengthen their recovery ability, it consumes an enormous amount of energy, which does not violate the law of conservation of energy.
Therefore, Wesker couldn't help but let out a low growl, just like a zombie, from his mouth.
His abdominal flesh also contracted significantly, as if he hadn't eaten for days and nights, causing Wesker's eyes to gradually become unfriendly when looking at Javier, seemingly treating Javier as food…
This was a rather terrifying thing—
But soon, Wesker adjusted his emotions, and his eyes gradually regained some rationality.
To become the ultimate Progenitor Virus evolution host, Wesker absolutely would not allow any mistakes at this time.
He could not be led by the T-Virus's gluttonous side effect, because if the direction of evolution really went wrong, then it would truly be over.
"Do I still have a chance to escape…?"
"Then do you think I still have, or rather… do I need to escape, rookie?"
Having adjusted his state, Wesker's cold eyes stared directly at Javier.
He revealed his beast-like fangs, and Wesker gently licked his lips, asking back in a tone that seemed to mock.
At this moment, Wesker had not only successfully accelerated the Progenitor Virus's evolution by a small distance, but he had also instantly recovered his broken calf through the T-Virus recovery agent, and even controlled the T-Virus's side effects.
Wesker's own strength had become even greater.
Therefore, Wesker did not think Javier would still be his opponent.
After all, Wesker felt that his eyes could now see many things he couldn't see before, such as dust in corners, rust on steel, and even pores on skin, all crystal clear, as if he had a magnifying glass that could freely zoom in on anything for close observation.
The same went for his hearing and smell.
He could clearly hear abnormal sounds in the air; as long as there was the slightest movement or other scent, it couldn't escape Wesker's ears and nose.
He had truly begun to transform, or so Wesker himself believed.
Therefore, he did not think Javier would be his opponent, even with the previous bullet-curving technique.
This time, he could easily handle the barrage of bullets and would not make any more mistakes—this was Wesker's confidence…
However, when it came to confidence, Javier also had plenty of it.
Because, "…"
"Is that so? Then have you ever been kicked at the speed of light…?"
With another arrogant tone, Javier looked at Wesker, who had entered his second form, without any haste, his expression still annoyingly calm as he spoke softly.
The reason he was so confident was that he still had a trump card he hadn't used.
As for the so-called speed of light, it wasn't that Javier had secretly eaten the Glimmer-Glimmer Fruit; rather, his trump card was simply related to that aspect, which Javier used to show off.
But when Wesker in the distance heard this, he slowly narrowed his eyes, as if truly pondering the meaning of the sentence.
Seeing this, Javier didn't keep him in suspense and directly explained:
"[Bullet Time], it is said to be a miraculous ability, a state that only truly gifted individuals can enter.
When in a dangerous situation, one can potentially enter this state relying on instinct."
"When your heart rate exceeds two hundred beats per minute, adrenaline surges, blood circulation speeds up, and the human brain operates under high load, then you will gain strength beyond human limits, and this mode is called [Bullet Time], a state that can only be entered temporarily."
Raising a finger, with a very serious expression again, Javier spoke eloquently.
This time, it wasn't just bluster, but solid information, because if he didn't bring out something genuine, then he would really be beaten by Wesker until he couldn't tell a pig's head from a human head.
As for [Bullet Time]—it wasn't something Javier made up, nor was it a new cheat Javier secretly bought on credit from his golden finger.
Instead, it was an advanced profound technique that Gun Kata inherently possessed, which needed to be comprehended on one's own.
Javier really wasn't just talking nonsense.