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"I don't need your sympathy. Failure is failure, and I accept that I'm not as skilled as others."
He tilted his head, exhausted, with a childlike, innocent smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
"Of course, your carefully prepared advanced offerings were destroyed so quickly. This is not like your usual style."
Life is full of surprises.
Wesker said coldly.
"Accident?"
Lei chuckled lightly, stood up, and stretched.
"But it's okay."
The tired voice carried a morbid gentleness.
"We've collected almost all the combat data. Their physical attributes, reaction speed, and ability characteristics... are all very valuable for research. And the two bio-weapons that just perished weren't incompetent; they simply encountered a stronger enemy and were thus defeated."
Sunlight is the natural enemy of demons. Muzan Kibutsuji once cooperated with Umbrella in order to obtain the BOW, which can ignore sunlight and do things for demons during the day that they cannot do. Wesker was scheming against him, but wasn't he also scheming against Wesker? They are all cunning foxes, why are they playing these ghost stories?
Lei looked at Wesker, his blood-red eyes narrowing slightly.
"As for those 'offerings,' since they're already destroyed, there's no point in getting angry."
Tired, she strolled towards the center of the room, each step as gentle as a cat's.
"Leave the rest to me."
He stopped and turned to face the passage leading to the arena.
"Zhou Ye, who has spatial abilities, and Saeko Busujima from the Demon Slayer Corps..."
A twisted, excited smile appeared on his tired face.
“They will become my new 'family'.”
Wesker watched Lei's retreating figure without saying a word. He knew what Lei's "family" meant. It meant being completely controlled by Lei with his threads, losing their own selves, and becoming his "dolls."
"Don't go too far, it's tiring."
Wesker offered a 'kind' reminder.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wesker."
Looking back, exhausted, her smile grew even brighter.
"I'm really looking forward to it. Especially... that Zhou Ye."
He stretched out one hand, his fingertips entwined with fine silk threads.
"I'm curious to know if he can handle the love from his 'family'."
Lei ignored Wesker and walked straight into the passage. His figure quickly disappeared into the shadows.
Unseen by Wesker, several small spiders left Rui's body and used Blood Demon Art to record the battle that had just taken place, as well as the manufacturing and combat data of the two biological weapons that had died earlier, all of which were transmitted to their master, Muzan Kibutsuji.
What we need to do now is to capture or eliminate Zhou Ye and the others!
Wesker was left alone in the monitoring room once again.
He stared at the completely blacked-out [T-100 tank] signal on the screen, his face still grim.
He knew Rui's strength very well. As the Lower Moon Five, Rui's Blood Demon Art, the Thread ability, was extremely dangerous, and he also possessed the regenerative abilities of a demon and a powerful physique. Rui was indeed the more suitable choice to deal with Zhou Ye and his group.
But is Zhou Ye's ability... really limited to spatial abilities?
Wesker frowned. To him, the ghost was also part of the experimental data collection.
With Rui's strength as a veteran member of the Twelve Demon Moons, dealing with Zhou Ye and his group should be easy.
Demons have almost unlimited regenerative abilities, unless their necks are severed by a Nichirin Blade or they are exposed to sunlight.
Zhou Ye and his group did not appear to be carrying Nichirin Blades.
Wesker sat back down at the console, his eyes cold.
Although two important biological weapon samples were lost, if Lei could capture Zhou Ye and Saeko Busujima, it would be a greater gain for him.
A human with spatial abilities, and a member of the Demon Slayer Corps who has mastered a special breathing technique.
The research value of this is immeasurable.
He adjusted the screen and switched to the live monitoring view of the arena area.
His ideal outcome would naturally be for Lei and Zhou Ye to fight to the death, leaving both sides severely injured, so that he could reap the benefits.
But soon, an alarm from the surviving surveillance cameras made him withdraw his surveillance of Zhou Ye and the others. The puppet Barry, whom he had sent out to deceive, brainwash, and control, was now sneaking around with Chris and Enrique, seemingly heading straight for him.
Whatever.
Wesker's sunglasses gleamed with calculation. He would use them to test the [T102 Tyrant]. He didn't believe that ordinary people like Chris could destroy the Tyrant. He could also use Chris and the others to fake his death and escape.
Umbrella was about to realize he had betrayed the organization, so he used his privileges to obtain more data from the AI Red Queen.
Chapter 27: Obtaining Talking Tom and Herrscher of Reason power fragments again.
"Captain! Are you alright?!"
Nami's urgent voice came from not far away.
She, along with Jill and Saeko Busujima, supported each other and ran quickly toward Zhou Ye.
The three women were covered in dust and slag from the explosion, and Jill had a cut on her arm from flying shrapnel that was bleeding.
They ran to Zhou Ye's side, and seeing his obviously pale face and the fine beads of sweat constantly seeping from his forehead, their faces were filled with worry.
"I'm fine!"
Zhou Ye waved his hand, trying to appear relaxed, but his slightly trembling fingertips betrayed him.
The continuous use of [Void Law, Reason Law + Talking Tom Fragment] for spatial exile, combat, etc., has greatly depleted his mental and energy reserves.
Damn it, my body feels completely drained... These Herrscher fragments are definitely not that useful power banks.
He was internally complaining, but he forced himself to keep a straight face.
"I'm just a little exhausted, I just need to rest for a bit."
Zhou Ye paused, his gaze sweeping over his three teammates who were clearly not in good condition.
"Don't let your guard down. The two biological weapons in front are probably just an appetizer."
Zhou Ye took a deep breath and continued.
"Wait, we might be fighting the final boss soon."
"Either Wesker, who's been hiding in the background, will personally step in, or..."
Her gaze shifted to Saeko Busujima.
"It's the guy you mentioned before, Saeko, the fifth of the twelve demon moons, named 'Rui'."
The air seemed to freeze upon hearing this.
Gilles, Nami, and Saeko Busujima's expressions froze instantly.
"The final... BOSS?"
Nami raised her voice, her tone filled with disbelief.
"Are you kidding me?! We were almost blown into the air by that tin can! You're telling me that was just an appetizer?!"
She pointed to the still-smoking wreckage of a motorcycle not far away.
"That stuff is enough to make us suffer! And you want more?!"
"Is this godforsaken place never going to end?!"
Nami was really starting to lose control. The images of the Gatling gun fire and the RPG explosion were still replaying in her mind, and the feeling of impending death was terrible.
Jill's face was also extremely pale.
She checked the wound on her arm and touched the empty holster at her waist, a deep sense of powerlessness washing over her.
"Zhou Ye, are you sure?"
Her voice was hoarse.
"We're in terrible shape right now. The motorcycle's destroyed, I'm out of ammo, and Nami and Saeko... they must be exhausted too."
She looked at Nami, who nodded irritably.
"I used up a lot of my stored gems just now to dodge that rocket and take the hits from the Gatling gun! My magic power is also running low, and my head is buzzing!"
Saeko Busujima had the calmest expression, but her grip on the knife tightened even more.
She didn't speak, but silently adjusted her breathing, her sharp eyes scanning her surroundings, maintaining the highest level of vigilance.
But she knew in her heart that the continuous high-intensity battles had also taken a huge toll on her physical strength.
More importantly, it's about being "tired".
As a candidate for Water Pillar in the Demon Slayer Corps, she has some knowledge of the Twelve Demon Moons.
The fifth month of the waning moon, weary.
Known for manipulating threads, his abilities are bizarre and cruel.
If it's really just exhaustion...
The battle that follows will likely be a hundred times more dangerous than facing the T-100 tank!
"The opponent's strength is complete."
Jill's voice carried a hint of despair.
"And we..."
She didn't say anything more, but her meaning was clear.