"I'm telling you, it's impossible. Besides, today you'll pay with your life for killing Alfred—!"
Seeing Wesker's arrogant look before her,
Alexia couldn't sit still and stepped forward, wearing Javier's dark blue trench coat.
Her sapphire eyes glared at Wesker, her tone full of merciless mockery.
As a former genius,
Alexia had never respected people like Wesker.
She became famous at a young age, serving as the research director for the Umbrella Corporation in her teens.
She even developed the T-Veronica Virus, a combination of ancient queen ant genes and the T-Virus—one of her masterpieces.
Her achievements were daunting.
Wesker and William used to live in fear of Alexia's dominance. Wesker began to doubt his research abilities and shifted toward being a man of action.
William suffered from insomnia and mental exhaustion due to the pressure from Alexia, only recovering after she disappeared into the Antarctic Research Institute.
Therefore,
If the genius girl Alexia could crush the fellow students Wesker and William back then, the current Alexia still wouldn't take Wesker seriously.
Even if he had created the so-called ouroboros virus.
In Alexia's eyes, Wesker was still no different from a buffoon—a test-tube baby dreaming of becoming the god of a new world!
"Shut up...!"
"Who do you think you are? Alexia, you're just a test-tube baby your father created using the genes of the first family head, Veronica Ashford. Do you really think your talent is innate? It's just the pot calling the kettle black."
"Besides, do you really think I fear your T-Veronica Virus? That outdated junk is useless now."
Hearing Alexia's blatant insults, the usually calm Wesker couldn't take it anymore and snapped back immediately.
Neither of them was a good person, but even among villains, there's a competition of who's worse. Wesker believed he was in no way inferior to this woman, Alexia.
So he feared nothing.
If it were just the power of Alexia's T-Veronica Virus, Wesker wouldn't be afraid at all. He was no longer the Wesker from the time of the Antarctic Research Institute.
Alexia didn't have Wesker's phantom-like extreme speed; that was the most obvious difference between them!
"Heh..."
"Then you can try and see if your progenitor virus is stronger, or my T-Veronica Virus."
Seeing this,
Alexia refused to be outdone. She threw off her dark blue trench coat, and her naked body transformed in an instant.
Her body morphed into a form resembling bark and flowers, her skin turning grey-green with bark-like cracks covering her limbs, and her hair changing to a dark red petal-like color.
Alexia truly didn't believe Wesker could easily defeat her.
If she went all out, infinitely releasing the toxins, hatching Thrall, and spreading blood flames from her body, even if she didn't defeat Wesker, he would certainly have no way to deal with her.
After all, Alexia was well aware of the difference in their abilities. Wesker was a mobile type who enhanced his body.
Fighting with martial arts, speed, and recovery—the most straightforward abilities. His strengths were his agility and combat skills.
Alexia, on the other hand, was a conventional field-control type. With poison gas, fire, and the protection of her Thrall, she was excellent at clearing out minions.
Because no one could even get close to her.
Her weaknesses were weak melee combat and slow movement, making it easy for Wesker to kite her. But even so, Alexia had enough time to protect herself and stall Wesker.
After all,
The recovery ability of the T-Veronica Virus wasn't weak. In the original timeline, Alexia required a Linear Launcher to be killed.
Conventional weapons had no effect on her. Simply put... she was an armored tank. Without special abilities, it was very hard to take her down!
"Wait..."
"Have you forgotten one thing? I'm also a virus fusion infectee. Now it's two against one. Wesker, your chances of winning just dropped a bit."
While Wesker and Alexia were arguing heatedly,
Javier walked forward slowly, carrying the knock-off Yamato, and spoke to Wesker with a playful tone.
What a joke.
He wasn't the same Javier from the Antarctic Research Institute who had his ribs broken by just two of Wesker's palms. He had now undergone a complete transformation, like a caterpillar turning into a dragon.
With the T-Virus and a trace of the G-Virus in him, as long as his head wasn't blown off, Javier would be fine. So now, Javier had the ability to join the battlefield.
After all,
Wesker's progenitor virus didn't have the blood flames and poison gas of the T-Veronica Virus. As long as those special powers weren't involved, Javier wasn't afraid at all.
"Do you...?"
"Heh, a talentless fellow attempting to gain power that doesn't belong to him. The virus power in your body is pitifully weak. How can someone of your level be compared to me?"
Hearing Javier's words, Wesker made the iconic 'Do you' expression of the hedgehog man.
He couldn't understand how Javier dared to shamelessly claim he would join the fray and say Wesker's chances had dropped.
Wesker could clearly feel Javier's power.
Although they were both infectees, Javier was pitifully weak and couldn't be compared. So whether there was one more fly or one less ant didn't matter to Wesker.
Unfortunately,
This was exactly what Javier wanted.
After all, he had countless ways to crush Wesker's conspiracy.
"Is that so?"
"I hope you're still this confident later. Chris, Jill, leave this place to Alexia and me. Don't worry about Wesker; the two of us will handle him. Go destroy the b2 bomber behind him."
"Blow up the plane's engines with grenades. I'd like to see how you're going to reach the troposphere to release the ouroboros virus without that b2 bomber as transport."
Seeing Wesker's usual arrogance and pride,
Javier didn't hesitate to make his move, giving orders to Chris and Jill behind him.
He wasn't stupid.
Wesker wanted to release the virus, right? If I dismantle your plane first, what can you do?
Who says you have to be beaten to the ground to solve the problem?
This Savior Team had six people. Even if Lisa was lured away, what about the remaining five? A lone wolf can't accomplish great things.
"Alright—!"
"We understand. Jill, Sheva, let's go destroy the plane's engines first. Ignore that bastard Wesker for now. Deal with the virus first. Then, even if we have to spend a week here with Wesker, it won't be a problem."
Hearing the command, Chris realized the plan.
His eyes lit up, and he led Jill and Sheva toward the dark Spirit b2 bomber. They had been mistaken about one thing:
They didn't necessarily have to defeat Wesker.
Destroying the b2 bomber transport would also solve the problem. Without the plane, Wesker couldn't release the virus, which was a roundabout way of solving the doomsday crisis!
"..."
"You're looking for death! How dare you—?!!!"
As expected,
Upon hearing this,
Veins rarely seen bulged on the forehead of Wesker, who was wearing black sunglasses. He had clearly entered a state of rage.
He really hadn't expected Javier to dare ignore him and go straight for the b2 bomber. The strategy of striking the vital point was quite good.
But the only problem was,
Could they break through his human wall? With a roar, Wesker instantly vanished from his spot.
He shot out at incredible speed.
His black fingers spread like eagle claws, lunging toward the necks of Chris, Jill, and the others, intending to choke them to death.
This time, Wesker truly had killing intent. Anyone who dared to damage the b2 bomber would pay a heavy price!
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang—!!!!"
Seeing Wesker's desperation,
Javier didn't hesitate either. This was exactly the situation he wanted to see. The more anxious Wesker was, the more advantageous it was for them.
Javier pulled the Desert Eagle from his waist and quickly pulled the trigger. At the same time, he activated Gun Kata, flicking his wrist sharply. All eight bullets flew out in curved trajectories.
These weren't ordinary bullets, but bullets that could turn. Bullets had no effect on Wesker, but they were enough to intercept him.
"..."
As expected,
Seeing the bullets coming at him,
Wesker frowned slightly. Instead of slowing down, he sped up. His figure seemed unchanged, but when the bullets hit his body, they passed through afterimages.
The bullets went through him. In just a few seconds, Wesker completed an instantaneous acceleration and dodge. His speed had reached a transcendent level; dodging bullets was easy. After all, in the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that cannot be broken.
But...
Wesker had overlooked one thing.
These weren't ordinary bullets; they were bullets that could turn.
The moment the bullets passed through Wesker's afterimages, they immediately curved back at a bizarre angle. This completely defied common sense.
"What...?"
Feeling the threat from behind,
Wesker was forced to stop his charge. He turned his head and saw the eight bullets flying at him again. This time, the angles were even more tricky.
They were coming from all directions. No matter which way he dodged, he might be hit by one. Looking at Chris, Jill, and the others who were close at hand,
Wesker was filled with rage...
But helplessly, Wesker gave up the idea of a desperate strike. He paused, turned, and rolled to dodge. He couldn't let a bullet hit his head.
Once shot in the head,
Wesker would enter a near-death state, and the progenitor virus in his body would take control of his consciousness and body. This was something Wesker did not want to see.
So Wesker chose to dodge safely, temporarily giving up the idea of killing Chris and Jill.
However,
The time wasted by that one dodge allowed Javier to close the distance and arrive right in front of Wesker.
"Clang—!"
"Swoosh...!!!"
The sharp knock-off Yamato swung down violently toward Wesker's head. His chopping style was wavy and curved,
Rather than a straight downward strike.
This made it difficult for Wesker to use his phantom-like speed for continuous dodging, avoiding the continuous QTE dodge mechanism. Otherwise, Javier would have truly looked like a fool...
"Bang—!"
Facing this strike, Wesker didn't choose to dodge. Instead, he held his fingers together in a crane-beak shape.
At the moment Javier's Yamato struck down,
He precisely caught the falling blade. Even though Javier tried to press down harder, he couldn't move it.
It was the ultimate technique: catching a blade with bare hands...!
Seeing Wesker easily catch his full-power strike, Javier was also very surprised.