"Ho ho ho…!!!"
On the other side,
Watching his thick palm instantly get smashed,
The Pursuer's expression gradually became twisted and distorted, and its eyes immediately focused their hatred on Carlos. Looking at the guy who resembled Bù Jīngyún, the Pursuer didn't hesitate, grabbing loose rocks from the ground and violently throwing them.
"Bang… swish swish swish!"
The rocks emitted powerful air currents, flying out at an incredibly fast speed. Being hit by these rocks was no less impactful than being hit by a cannonball, with enough force to tear open a body.
But…
How could Carlos, the American Bù Jīngyún, possibly back down?
As the saying goes, "A golden scale is not a thing of the pond; once it meets the wind and clouds, it transforms into a dragon. The dragon's roar in the nine heavens causes a world-shaking change; when wind and clouds gather, it swims in shallow waters!" As Carlos, the one who stirred up wind and clouds in the world,
Facing the Pursuer's attack, his expression didn't change in the slightest. Watching the rocks flying towards him, Carlos calmly and slowly raised the weapon beside him.
"Click…"
It had a rectangular shape, painted in dark green spray paint. Its front and back ends opened like covers, revealing four circular, pitch-black holes. There was also a metal scope nearby, marked with various warning English letters.
M202A1 Flash four-barreled rocket launcher —
It was this ultimate weapon again, capable of continuously firing four rocket projectiles. Its firepower was immense, and its wide caliber allowed it to easily carry incendiary, armor-piercing, gas, and smoke rounds. The four-barreled setup gave it a very high fault tolerance, as few vehicles could remain intact after the combined power of four simultaneous rocket launches.
And this was the ultimate skill of Carlos, the American Bù Jīngyún,
The third style of the Tyrant Sword's "Three Cloud Ten Swords," Sword Meteor —!
The sword light shone like a meteor, powerful as a thunderclap descending from the sky, seizing people's souls. It required the wielder's powerful internal energy and sword intent to unleash, and Carlos was the one who could use this move.
He slowly adjusted the scope, locking his powerful sword intent onto the Chaser Tyrant, then instantly pulled the trigger and launched his attack.
With a "bang"!
From the M202A1 Flash four-barreled rocket launcher, four rocket projectiles instantly erupted with intense, scorching flames. Piercing sonic booms exploded, and the four rocket projectiles fired simultaneously. The intense firelight illuminated Carlos's weathered face, but the man showed no expression, like a ruthless swordsman.
After all,
A swordsman… only needs a person and a sword, that's enough.
Four rocket projectiles whizzed out, leaving trails of rolling white smoke, all heading towards the Chaser Tyrant. The intense fiery wake was indeed as the legends described: the sword light shone like a meteor, powerful as a thunderclap descending from the sky, seizing people's souls…!
And this strike,
Like divine punishment from the heavens,
Heaven and earth were moved, and all directions were shaken. The villains and monsters hiding in the shadows all fled thousands of miles away, still lingering with fear. And this was the true swordsmanship power displayed by Bù Jīngyún, one of the only two myths in the martial arts world!
"Bang…!"
"Boom boom boom ——————!!!"
In a head-on confrontation, Carlos's four rocket projectiles accurately hit the Pursuer. In an instant, a suffocatingly terrifying explosion erupted, and the crimson flames rapidly expanded and rotated. A large crater was blasted open in the ground.
Spiderweb-like cracks spread out, almost tearing the ground into fragments. A powerful shockwave swept through everything nearby, shattering countless shop windows on the street. The Pursuer, at the very center, was enveloped by the towering explosion flames and thick smoke.
It was as if it had been struck by a meteor; rolling black smoke continuously rose and spread, and no one could see what was happening inside…
Carlos's "Sword Meteor" technique,
Truly reached the realm of a half-step sword immortal, captivating all directions with a single dance, shocking the world with a single sword. The majestic sword aura made all swordsmen in the world bow their heads, directly entering an invincible domain.
At this moment, Carlos really wanted to shout, "Who in the world does not know you!"
But unfortunately,
He was only the American Bù Jīngyún, not the original Bù Jīngyún. Therefore, he could only utter a few fluent American English phrases:
"Is it dead…?"
Similarly,
Jill, in the distance, was also utterly shocked.
She hadn't expected that the guy with the incredibly weathered expression and a ramen-noodle hairstyle would be so powerful, even managing to get his hands on a heavy weapon like the M202A1 Flash four-barreled rocket launcher.
After all, Jill still clearly remembered that during her last mission at the Mansion Villa, it was this M202A1 Flash four-barreled rocket launcher that blasted the T-002 Tyrant into pieces.
However,
At this very moment, the flames at the center of the explosion were still burning.
The fiercely surging flames and black smoke prevented Carlos and Jill from approaching. Coupled with the complete lack of struggle from within, it was almost a given… Carlos and Jill both assumed the Chaser Tyrant had died inside. After all, no one could withstand the power of the M202A1 Flash four-barreled rocket launcher; that was common sense…
"…"
"Hey, are you alright?"
And so,
Carlos put down the M202A1 Flash four-barreled rocket launcher in his hand. Looking at a still-shaken Jill in the distance, he loudly asked again.
If it were an ordinary person, seeing Carlos's weathered, melancholic beard and his calm, handsome appearance, they would instinctively assume he was a kind, gentle person.
But unfortunately,
Jill wasn't swayed by the gentle, kind act. Watching Carlos slowly walk towards her, Jill's eyes were filled with wariness. Especially when she glimpsed the Umbrella Corporation arm patch on his shoulder, her face instantly darkened, and her voice became sharper, saying:
"Wait! I'm warning you!"
"Don't you dare come near me, or I can't guarantee what dangerous things the gun in my hand might do! And… who exactly are you?! Answer my question!"
As if stepping on a cat's tail,
Upon seeing the Umbrella Corporation arm patch on Carlos's shoulder, Jill's emotions immediately became agitated. She pointed her silver Samurai Edge pistol firmly at Carlos, questioning him sharply and sternly.
There was nothing for it,
Jill really wasn't a shrew,
But rather, the nightmares of the past few days had tormented her too much. She had suffered almost dozens of days of continuous insomnia, living every night in fear of the Umbrella Corporation's threats. She even dreamed of Umbrella Corporation assassins infiltrating her house, shooting her dead on the spot, or torturing her to death!
Therefore,
Upon seeing anyone connected to the Umbrella Corporation, Jill would immediately become extremely tense, like a bristling cat…
Just taking a simple day off, happy Qixi Festival everyone. Of course, I'm not taking it off for Qixi, but simply because I'm lazy. Just taking a break, that's all. Thank you all for your recent support; subscriptions have gone up, and life is better. Also, thank you for the insults, because Resident Evil has always been a slowly unfolding map. Whether you say it's dragging or boring, besides making some bad jokes and trying to be lively, I really don't know what else to write at this stage. If Raccoon City came out directly at this stage, then there would be even less to write for 2/3. And the protagonist is never overpowered, so he can't jump around like in unlimited flow novels. Unlimited flow is just about messing up one world and then running away, right? There's no need to deal with the aftermath, so it might be more enjoyable because there's no responsibility. But I only have one main world, so being timid and hesitant is unavoidable. So that's how it is… I'll try to finish it quickly.
Bye bye then, (｀Δ′)!
Chapter Thirty-Seven: "Batman" Leon and "Catwoman" Ada
"Hey, lady, don't be nervous!"
"See the Umbrella Corporation logo on my arm? I'm Carlos Oliveira, a member of the Umbrella Corporation's U.B.C.S armed forces, responsible for heavy weapons and logistics. We're here on orders to rescue the trapped residents of Raccoon City. Now that the bio-virus has invaded Raccoon City, the Umbrella Corporation has an obligation to protect everyone!"
"So don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions. I just want to rescue innocent civilians like yourselves."
"If you're willing to trust me, come with me. My other teammates are stationed at the Raccoon City subway station; it's a safe way to leave Raccoon City!"
Watching Jill's sudden, frantic, bristling appearance,
Carlos was also extremely puzzled. He didn't understand how he had offended Jill, or why her emotions had suddenly become so agitated. Therefore, a helpless Carlos could only explain earnestly.
It was just very unfortunate that,
This explanation,
Only made Jill believe even more that Carlos was a lunatic, a foolish guy. How could the Umbrella Corporation send such an idiot to assassinate her?
After all,
Did Carlos's explanation even make sense?
What did he mean, "See the Umbrella Corporation arm patch on my arm?" And what did he mean, "We're here on orders to rescue the residents of Raccoon City?" I think it's not rescue, but eliminate! And what made Jill want to laugh the most was that line: "The Umbrella Corporation has an obligation to protect everyone"!
Truly,
If the situation wasn't so urgent right now,
Jill, upon hearing that sentence, would very likely burst into laughter for three days and three nights straight. It was the funniest joke she had ever heard in her life; nothing could be more bizarre than this joke.
After all,
After so many events,
Jill had long understood the true face of the Umbrella Corporation. That kind of hypocritical capitalist company only exploited innocent people as its test subjects; how could it possibly help? Those were all its sanctimonious, false pretenses. These mercenaries, specifically working for the Umbrella Corporation, were even more despised by Jill. Helping the Umbrella Corporation was simply aiding evil.
Therefore,
"Shut up! Sir… I don't want to hear your nonsense anymore. The words coming out of your mouth are simply inhuman. Thank you for saving my life just now, but now… please stay away from me, or I really will shoot!"
Without hesitation,
Jill once again interrupted Carlos's incessant chatter.
Her pretty face turned cold, and she held the silver Samurai Edge pistol, scolding him again. Then, without hesitation, after warning Carlos, Jill changed her route and darted into an alley. She also intended to go to the subway station, but she didn't want to travel with Carlos, as he was from the Umbrella Corporation.
As for Carlos,
He was still utterly bewildered.
He was disliked again. Carlos, inexplicably, couldn't help but look at the puddles on the ground, which reflected his weathered, melancholic face, still so calm and charming. This made Carlos wonder to himself, was he having a string of bad luck today?
Or were all the women in Raccoon City so unreasonable? He was a soldier, and a handsome one at that, and he had just saved her, yet this woman had cursed him without rhyme or reason. She was simply ungrateful!
However,
Watching Jill's retreating back,
Feeling uneasy, Carlos still secretly followed her. He wasn't planning to stalk this icy beauty from the police department, but simply concerned for Jill's safety. After all, as a member of U.B.C.S, he had the responsibility and duty to protect every innocent resident of Raccoon City.
"Tap tap tap…"
"Tap tap tap…"
And so,
The two of them, by unspoken agreement, both hurried towards the Raccoon City subway station. But little did they know that after they left… the huge burning crater, originally blasted by the M202A1 Flash four-barreled rocket launcher, was now gradually extinguishing. As the combustible material and surrounding oxygen diminished, the scale of the flames was slowly shrinking.
"Hiss hiss hiss…"
Not only the raging inferno, but even the rolling, pitch-black smoke slowly disappeared. The final dying out of the flames also caused the explosion's deep pit to begin revealing its original form and true appearance. In the center of the charred deep pit, a burly body knelt, but this body had also turned into charcoal. Its outer skin was carbonized by the high-temperature flames, and at this moment, it still emitted waves of residual heat.
And this,
Was the Chaser Tyrant.
Carlos's M202A1 Flash four-barreled rocket launcher had undoubtedly severely wounded it, but was the Chaser Tyrant dead?
Without a doubt… no, it wasn't. Relying on the Tyrant's tough body coupled with the Plaga parasite's regenerative abilities, the Pursuer's survival capability was not much worse than that of a G Virus monster. The only difference was that it didn't have infinite evolution.
Therefore,
The next second…
"Crack crack crack…!!!"
A crisp sound rang out. On the Pursuer's body, which was almost entirely carbonized, the thick layer of charred muscle, which had been burned, suddenly began to fall off, like a caterpillar shedding its skin. As the black cocoon ruptured, the newly formed flesh inside began to surge out uncontrollably, seemingly wanting to burst open immediately!
"Bang… boom!"
The pitch-black carbon cocoon instantly exploded.
The massive, heavy new body slammed onto the ground. Although it was originally only about three meters tall in human form, it had now swelled even larger, completing its metamorphosis like a caterpillar amidst the raging flames.
Only,
A caterpillar metamorphoses into a beautiful, dancing blue butterfly,
While the Pursuer metamorphosed into an even more terrifying and hideous monster.
Although it was a standing human-like body, at this moment it still couldn't escape its trajectory, transforming into a beast mode that pursued greater speed and strength. Its two hands and two feet were on all fours, its strong muscle skin turned grayish-brown and twisted together, revealing ferocious red Plaga parasite tentacles. Its bald, smooth head appeared even smaller in front of this massive, bulldozer-like body.
And its sole remaining eye,
At this moment, it gradually sank and disappeared into the new flesh. It seemed the Chaser Tyrant, like the Licker, no longer needed the guidance of eyes; merely keen hearing to perceive everything was enough. Of course, there was also the Plaga parasite in its head, full of independent thinking ability, to command it.
As for that toothy mouth without lips.