Chapter 289: The Way Home
on the streets of Raccoon City.
William had lost most of his sanity.
Under the influence of the G virus, his body was distorted, and a huge eyeball appeared on his right shoulder.
And the strength has increased greatly, not only the injuries have recovered, but even the originally disabled legs have returned to normal.
And since escaping from Ambrera's headquarters, his instinctive desire to kill has prompted him to use his swollen right hand with one eye to wantonly kill and devour all the zombies or lickers he encounters, turning them into his own nutrition.
As the hunt continued, the energy in his body finally reached a certain limit.
With him facing the black night sky, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl.
The right hand, which was already very deformed, has undergone a further transformation!
The five fingers turned into bony claws, and the position of the head was squeezed from the neck to the chest by musculature.
After completing the first mutation.
William's gaze was somewhere, with his enhanced sense of smell.
He could smell it, and there was the smell of a living person there.
That's better food than zombies!
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Inside the laboratory.
"It's over!"
Looking at the azure potion and the crimson potion in his hand, Orga nodded with satisfaction.
The finished product of these two things is a little better than he thought.
"Ollie! I'll do it first!"
After speaking, he directly took the red potion and raised his head and drank it.
"Hmm...... Watermelon flavor.
It seems that the added flavor is not in vain......"
When he had finished drinking, he casually threw the flask away.
The red vial is the antidote to the blue elixir and the associated antibodies.
So drink it first!
Otherwise, when the blue potion is released, Olga herself will have to become the first victim of the blue potion.
After all, he is just an ordinary human now, and he does not have the effect of immunity to viruses.
Put the blue potion in your pocket.
He was about to turn around and leave, returning to the supermarket again.
The machinery there, too, is time to come into play.
Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable premonition in his heart.
So, the left foot that had already been taken.
He was then taken back.
The next moment.
"Bang!"
The nearby wall was directly forcibly broken.
More than a dozen broken bricks, immediately carrying huge power, smashed into the position where he originally wanted to walk over.
And a twisted humanoid figure also walked in through the big hole that had been broken.
On the left side of the figure, it was still roughly the appearance of an ordinary human.
Although the opponent's head was squeezed to the left side of the chest, the center of the shoulders was an unidentified protrusion.
His right arm had been transformed into a thick claw, from his right shoulder to his elbow and part of his right chest, turning into a huge eye.
Judging by the movement of the eye, Olga could tell that the other person was seeing and was observing himself.
Although, he didn't know that the other party could see clearly.
At this moment, a message was transmitted to his brain.
[Hidden Mission: Kill the G Virus Vector.William Birkin - 5000 bonus points.] 】
Olga tilted her head and muttered to herself with some uncertainty, "Is this a random creature?"
But no one explained to him.
William, who had evolved into the G2 form, ignored the fact that Olga was deserting, and after roaring, he swung his claws directly.
The speed is so fast that ordinary people basically can't react to the attack of a fierce beast.
And judging from the wind that it brought, as long as a normal person is hit, he will immediately burp.
But it was clear that Olga could not have been so easily hit.
Long before the opponent made a move, Orga saw the opponent's attack trajectory through the muscle movement trajectory of the opponent's upper body.
casually deflected his body and dodged the opponent's attack.
It didn't take much thought, it didn't take much scrutiny, it was as simple as breathing for him.
Seeing that the blow was not successful, William's arm immediately swung again.
For a moment, the laboratory was filled with the sound of wind from his arm.
It's like a high-powered electric fan, fanning.
Each of his attacks, although he can tear apart the tiger and the leopard, is too immature when facing Orga.
Flaws, everywhere, like a leaky sieve.
More than ten seconds later.
William had already made dozens of attacks, but Orga still stood there with a calm face, not even bothering to move his feet.
No matter what kind of attack, just adjust your posture and dodge it safely.
Once again, dodging the attack, Olga glanced at the clock on the wall.
After yawning nonchalantly, he said to William, who was still attacking wildly, "It's three o'clock in the morning, and I have to eat supper." ”
As he spoke, he casually drew the long sword at his waist.
With the flash of sword light, the big eyeball on William's arm was directly cut.
Didn't wait for him to react.
The long sword in Orga's hand swung several times in succession in a second.
Each sword was swung according to William's muscle texture and bone condition.
When the sword in his hand stopped.
Countless blood splattered out from those parts in an instant.
Like a cow, William had been cut into more than a dozen pieces in a second.
Today, nearly 200 years have passed since the beginning of its birth, and Olga is no longer the weak she was at the beginning, and she has no choice but to rely on the system.
Whether it was the knowledge that he had devoured trillions of souls to get his hands on, or the knowledge that he had stolen, robbed, or traded, or the abyssal inheritance that was constantly being developed and explored in the depths of his bloodline, his accumulation had reached a certain level.
In this regard, although other abyssal demons can also devour souls to gain memories, compared to his full acceptance, other abyssal demons are more likely to only pick a part of them, or directly give up the memories of the other party.
Because when other people's memories are absorbed too much, philosophical questions often arise such as who am I and who am I.
This is also the main reason why many abyssal demons are becoming more and more neurotic.
Countless memories huddle together, sometimes interfering with each other.
With the blessing of natural ability, Orga's brain strength far exceeds that of most abyssal demons, and perhaps because he is naturally suitable for doing this, he has an extraordinary adaptability to absorbing memories and knowledge.
Therefore, he has always accepted and used all his memories and knowledge, regardless of the identity of the other party.
In this way, combined with the knowledge obtained by other means, his growth rate is naturally far beyond imagination.
With countless accumulations, certain abilities naturally appeared in him.
Most creatures, he only need to look at them to see through the body structure of the other person's various weaknesses.
One glance at the other person's eyes or facial expressions will tell him what is going on in the other person's heart.
It's like the so-called Eye of Death and mind reading.
It's just that he rarely does it for the sake of the fun of life.
After all, he in his ontological form has always been directly hard, and if he can't do it, he has to do it!
And now, when he plays as an ordinary person, his abilities and knowledge are brought into play.
It can be said that from picking up garbage and piecing together space warships to bomb planets, to making powerful bombs with fruits, making genetic viruses with mineral water, to creating various incurable diseases, and grafting weeds with genetically modified toxicity...... Basically, no matter what bad things are, he is proficient in everything!
With his current accumulation, even if he loses his ability one day!
As long as it's not completely hung up, there's still a breath left!
So no matter where you put it, it's a remarkable scourge that gives a thumbs up!
At this moment, I looked at the pieces of meat on the ground that had been chopped but were still squirming tenaciously.
According to the movement of the opponent's flesh and blood tissue, Olga judged that the opponent's vitality did not come from the operation of various body organs like ordinary creatures, but from more microscopic cells.
It is not possible to destroy it quickly by means of a relatively macro approach.
It is necessary to cut the other party into more pieces, or use methods such as burning them directly to solve the problem fundamentally.
However, in any case, it will take a little time to do so under the existing conditions.
And Orga didn't want to waste this strength at the moment.
After all, there is still business to be done.
It's time for him to have a late-night snack!
Before we get rid of the 'I'm a little hungry' problem.
If you can't solve it easily, you can handle it easily, and if you can't solve it easily, then forget it.
As for the so-called bonus points in the main god space, he didn't care, anyway, it was all just a game.
The red potion in his hand was enough for him to get a few bonus points to play with.
So, he casually returned his sword to its sheath.
Don't care about the minced meat that is closing and recovering.
Humming a song, he left the lab.
He returned to his improvised aircraft the same way and began his own homecoming.