At the same time,
Glenn's ugly Tyrant face bore a hideous expression; his rolled-back eyes were filled with deep bewilderment and doubt.
He didn't understand.
He had already fused with his confidant, Diego.
He was using a Tyrant enhanced from a Bio-monster to fight, so why was he still unable to slaughter Javier, the Bioweapon Soldier? Could the gap between them really be that large?
And indeed, it was.
Though Glenn, operating out of a small workshop, had talent,
he had likely never seen true genius. William Birkin's G-Virus, Alexia's T-Veronica Virus, Wesker's ouroboros virus, Simmons and Carla's C-Virus—
any one of those was an existence capable of destroying the world order.
In the past, Javier had fought against these "Hell-mode" viruses.
Now, facing the so-called A-virus was as simple as a fully geared hero returning to the starter village to fight a boss. It was only natural that Glenn couldn't comprehend it.
"Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar, roar—!!!!!!!!"
Filled with intense unwillingness and resentment,
the Tyrant Glenn let out another hideous, ferocious roar. Its skin turned even more crimson.
Even the heart in its chest pounded violently, and its entire massive body began to heat up. With a roar,
Glenn violently tore off his own arm. It was a bloody mess, but the power erupting from his extreme rage
actually caused the severed arm to begin regrowing frantically. This super-regeneration speed was already comparable to the G-Virus.
For the power of the A-virus to erupt to such an extent
truly showed that Glenn's current unwillingness and humiliating fury had reached their limit; otherwise, the potential of the A-virus could not have been triggered.
"Gurgle, gurgle..."
Accompanied by a squelching sound of writhing flesh,
the originally severed arm grew back rapidly. It was even harder than before, and the crimson skin instantly turned grayish-black.
This meant Glenn's muscle armor was now no different from rock. This was the strengthening power given to the host by the virus itself.
That grayish-black right arm emitted a luster of metal and stone. Much like the Winter Soldier's arm from Marvel, it possessed a unique hardness.
"Bang—!!!"
After obtaining the new arm,
Tyrant Glenn swung it violently with a fierce lash.
A terrifying gale swept forth as the metallic-glinting fist aimed straight for Javier's head, intending to crush him into a pulp with a single blow.
"Boom... Crack, crack!"
But its speed was slow. With a body over four meters tall, its head nearly brushed the ceiling, and its movement was sluggish. Though the attack was massive in scale,
Javier dodged every single strike. The massive fist, carrying terrifying force, smashed into the supporting pillars and walls.
Debris sprayed everywhere.
Holes appeared out of thin air. In terms of pure strength, Glenn's power as a Tyrant was indeed significantly greater than Javier's.
After all, these were reinforced concrete pillars and walls,
not ordinary brick; they weren't easily pierced. Yet Glenn managed it. Thus, Javier didn't dare to recklessly block these punches.
"Bang—!"
Watching Javier dodge rapidly before him, never being hit,
the rage in Tyrant Glenn's eyes continued to accumulate. Even though he had increased his strength, he seemed to have no way to deal with Javier.
Therefore,
having no other option,
Glenn shifted his gaze back to Rebecca. Since he couldn't catch Javier,
he would simply use Rebecca as a threat. He didn't believe Javier wouldn't move to protect an ordinary human like her.
With that, Glenn immediately sprang into action.
The Tyrant's giant palm grabbed a table from the wedding venue and hurled it violently toward Rebecca in the corner.
A whistling sound cut through the air.
Before Rebecca could react, the white table rapidly enlarged in her field of vision.
Unable to dodge in time, Rebecca couldn't even scream.
She could only close her eyes and spread her arms in an attempt to block and minimize the damage from the table hitting her. This was the only instinctive defensive reaction she could make!
"Not good...!"
The moment he saw Rebecca in danger,
Javier did exactly as Glenn expected and rushed back to protect her. The biological blade on his left hand stabbed out fiercely, intending to cleave the white table in two.
"Roar, roar, roar, roar—!!!!!!"
But a roar suddenly erupted from behind him.
This situation was exactly what Tyrant Glenn wanted. At the moment Javier moved to slice the white table,
a hideous, excited expression appeared on Tyrant Glenn's face. He took a large stride, instantly closing the distance between them.
That regrown, metallic-glinting grayish-black fist swung out violently, its terrifying wind reaching Javier's face.
Even before Javier could slice through the white table in front of him,
Tyrant Glenn's black fist smashed through the table first, following through to land heavily on Javier's chest.
"Bang... Boom—!!!!!"
A loud explosion rang out.
The white table was shattered into pieces, wood splinters flying everywhere. After taking the punch,
Javier was sent flying backward several meters.
He slammed hard into the wall. When his spine hit the hard surface, a dense web of spiderweb cracks even spread out, showing the terrifying power of that single punch.
"Cough, cough... Rebecca...?!"
Despite suffering such a heavy blow,
Javier didn't die. Instead, he urgently looked toward the corner. More than his own safety,
he was worried about Rebecca's condition. After a quick scan, he found the unconscious Rebecca in a corner not far away.
Dressed in her wedding gown, she lay quietly on the ground, surrounded by fragments of the shattered white table.
It seemed the fragments of the table had hit her, causing her head to strike the wall behind her.
That was why she had accidentally lost consciousness.
After all, Javier saw bruises appearing on Rebecca's hands—the result of her instinctive reaction to block with her arms.
The table fragments had hit her arms, and the residual force had forced her head against the wall, knocking her out.
Fortunately, there were no bloodstains on the wall.
Coupled with Rebecca's steady breathing, Javier could judge that she had simply fainted.
It wasn't a loss of consciousness from a severe concussion like in a car accident; it was a relatively minor injury.
"Has she fainted...?"
"That's for the best. This way, I can use the power of the G-Virus without reservation. If I used the G4 power while she was awake, it would only make her worry excessively."
"After all, turning into a giant and then back into a human is simply too incredible; it's hard to believe there wouldn't be side effects...!"
Looking at the unconscious Rebecca,
Javier felt a slight sense of relief. Rebecca being unconscious was actually a good thing for him.
After all, Javier had just been thinking about how to kill Tyrant Glenn. If there were no other way,
he had planned to use heavy weapons from his storage space to slowly wear the Tyrant down with fire suppression.
But given the current situation, that was no longer necessary. He had a faster and more direct, brutal way to solve the problem.
"You like getting big?"
"Then let's see whose body is larger... G4, activate!"
Slowly climbing up from the ground,
Javier spoke softly while looking at Tyrant Glenn, whose face was clearly twisted with excitement.
Before the Tyrant could even react, Javier tore off his blood-stained shirt.
Immediately, the muscles on his body began to swell and expand. Simultaneously, his skin heated up and turned red, and a wave of scorching white steam suddenly rolled out.
The white, searing steam enveloped Javier's body, making him look like a Tyrant... no, like an attack titan.
Though there was no yellow lightning,
in the blink of an eye, Javier entered his G4 state.
His massive frame instantly burst through the ceiling of the room. A feral giant, a full seven to eight meters tall, suddenly appeared before Tyrant Glenn...!
Volume 10: Resident Evil Village, vendetta: Chapter 19: One-sided Ravaging
"Heh, heh, heh..."
A breath of white vapor slowly escaped his mouth. With bloodshot eyes, he glanced down at Tyrant Glenn below.
Having transformed into a giant, Javier looked down at the ant before him with utter contempt. There would be no so-called "hard-fought battle," only a simple crushing.
As a minor event quest during a lull period,
Javier didn't think he would suffer any setbacks.
After all, if he couldn't even defeat a mere enhanced Tyrant, he would have no face to continue on.
One must remember,
when Wesker first awakened the power of the progenitor virus,
it took him less than a few months to be able to solo a T-103 Tyrant. Thus, it was impossible for Javier to be unable to achieve even this; that would be too embarrassing.
At this moment,
Glenn, the enhanced Tyrant, looked up at the massive body standing before him.
A flash of astonishment crossed his rolled-back eyes. He simply could not imagine where this seven-to-eight-meter-tall giant had come from.
Keep in mind,
as an enhanced Tyrant, he was only four meters tall.
This height was already outstanding among common T-103 Tyrants, which were usually only about two meters tall.
But now, a seven-to-eight-meter giant had appeared. Comparing the two was as obvious as the difference between a father and son, or a minor and an adult.
Of course,
it wasn't just a difference in height.
Even in terms of muscular form, the enhanced Tyrant Glenn felt a thick sense of pressure and a threatening aura.
The opponent was not a monster on the same level as himself. The giant had healthy yellowish-white skin, unlike the grayish-white of a normal Tyrant, and it possessed a rich, bloody vigor.
The well-defined muscles at its waist were stacked together like a perfect work of art. It had pointed ears, sharp fangs that split open to the ears,
and thick black hair covering its eyes—a sharp contrast to the bald head of a Tyrant.
One looked like a living giant, while the other was the product of a mutated, dead, rotting corpse.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
And more importantly,
was the white steam constantly emitting from Javier's giant body. The temperature was high, and as it swirled around Javier's massive form,