Chapter 476: Resident Evil

"Click-"

The cold rain shrouded the city like a curtain.

From time to time, a bolt of lightning would slash from the sky, and the white light would reveal a hellish scene on the street.

"Magazine."

A heroic voice rang out.

Immediately afterward, the woman quickly reloaded, and then opened fire.

"Bang bang bang-"

Gunpowder ignited the night and illuminated the young face of the woman.

It was a tough and somewhat feminine face, with deep blue eyes with a striking charm.

With short hair, a blue fabric tank top, black skinny jeans, and a pair of black boots on her feet, she is now holding two weapons, a G19 pistol and an MP5 submachine gun.

After a few gunshots, the four-legged canine on the ground, which had just been alive, was silent.

Although it was determined that the monster could not die again, Jill still subconsciously clenched the gun in his hand and did not dare to relax for a moment.

Remembering what had happened for hours, her face grew painful.

A body full of carrion. The staggering steps, the mucus oozing from the body, the hands that show the white bones, and the face covered with pus and blood.

It was her colleagues, Weston, and countless unfamiliar Berliners.

"Zombies?"

In 1996, a number of movie games such as "Night of the Living Dead" and "Dawn of the Living Dead" have long since gone wrong.

The concept of zombies, or the living dead, has long been known to the general public.

Of course, people who are older, or who don't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, don't know about this subject yet, but obviously, Jill is not, and she has seen all those movies.

"We need to get out of here as soon as possible." Beside her, a handsome-looking young man spoke.

The two returned to the jeep next to them.

At the front of the car, half of the body of a 'zombie dog' had been embedded in the walls of the street shops, but the bloody mouth was still biting one by one, and a hissing whisper came out of its throat.

Leon returned to the jeep and found the large repeating Desert Eagle 50AE pistol with a ten-inch body on the passenger seat.

Then he raised it coldly, aimed at the head of the 'zombie dog', and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The brains outline a huge pyrotechnic on the wall.

The noisy growls and biting finally subsided.

"I'm just here for a vacation!" Jill opened the co-pilot's door and sat inside.

"Who isn't?" Leon put away his gun, sat down in the cab skillfully, and started the jeep.

Although it had just suffered a huge impact, the military jeep was not scrapped directly, but the front windshield and bumper were all off.

The wind carried the rain outside and beat the two of them, but at this time, no one cared about this.

The car drove on the road covered with scars.

The ground was full of craters, like those left by anti-aircraft guns or rockets.

In an ordinary case, a single shot of such a weapon explodes in the capital of a European country and can spread throughout the world in a matter of hours. But now, the two people in the car just feel that this firepower is far from enough.

After all, it is an urban area, and there are still a large number of citizens hiding in buildings, and the army does not dare to wash the floor with artillery.

At this moment, a drunken-looking couple on the corner stared at them.

Their shirts were stained with blood, their hands were bloodstained, their lips as red as rubies were dripping with mucus, and their bloodless faces were rotting.

Suddenly, the couple's mouth came with a moan like that of a hungry animal, and their pale hands were outstretched.

The legs jerk hard.

"Bang!"

It rushed towards the jeep like a cannonball.

"Bang bang-da-"

Jill first pulled out his pistol and fired a round at the opponent, which hit but did not hurt his brain. Immediately, she immediately pulled another weapon, and the submachine gun fired a dense number of bullets, and instantly brought down the female 'zombie'.

And the male 'zombies' - it's too late.

Jill leaned towards Leon in the driver's seat, and "boom", the "zombie" crashed into the car door. The enormous inertia almost overturned the multi-ton jeep, and the body was suspended by at least ten inches.

"Keep your head down—" Leon said coldly.

He held the wheel with one hand and pulled the Desert Eagle from his waist with the other, and Jill bent his head down. "Bang, bang, bang." Three gunshots rang out, and the sound shook Jill's tinnitus briefly. She straightened up silently, and the body shook suddenly, as if it had run over something.

"Damn, shit." The woman covered her ears and felt a slight dizziness in her head.

She yelled.

If you were still enjoying your vacation a few hours ago, and suddenly a monster rushed out in front of you and ate your colleagues and friends, you would be so angry and frightened.

"We have to rush to the nature reserve on the outskirts of the city as soon as possible." Leon said calmly, "NATO troops are massing there, and it's a safe zone." ”

He was no more calm than Jill on the side, sweat on the tip of his nose and horror in his equally blue eyes.

It's just that years of law enforcement habits have forced him to keep his composure.

As he spoke, there was a roar in the sky that tore through the air.

Several warplanes quickly flew over their heads, and in a few moments, a dense explosion was heard in the city behind them.

Sporadic resistance began to appear in the streets.

Or the local police, or some people.

They were all heading towards the barracks to the northeast.

Radios and helicopters are taking turns to publicize that NATO troops have arrived on the outskirts of the city, that citizens in the east and north can seek refuge in military positions without danger, and that citizens in the west and south are trying to stay in their homes and block the gates to avoid contact with the outside world.

Leon pressed the accelerator hard and the car sped full speed. After the jeep squeaked and turned, the steering wheel in Leon's hand swayed from side to side, knocking a female 'zombie' whose scalp was half peeled off. At the moment of the collision, there were no windows, and the car was completely enclosed, and the two even heard her moans of dissatisfaction, followed by more barking.

"What the hell is going on? Why did the whole city go crazy in an instant" Jill rubbed her temples in some pain, she couldn't understand how it could suddenly be released in reality when it was a scene from a movie.

"I don't know, maybe God started the Apocalypse Judgment, or maybe it was a magical disaster caused by a wizard."

"Magic." There was a mocking sound in the woman's throat, she didn't know it before, but now—when she saw a duel between several people in black robes and holding wooden sticks that shot all kinds of light and magic, the three views in her heart had long been shattered.

She just didn't want to admit that maybe she was dreaming.

There was a sudden silence in the car, and there was no sound except for the rain that drifted in and lapped against the metal frame of the car.

It is about twelve kilometers from the city centre to the nature reserve on the outskirts of the city.

If it is ordinary, this point can be reached in ten minutes.

But now, not to mention the constant attack of hungry wolf-like zombies, the road conditions alone, the clutter of cars and corpses all over the ground, and the craters from which shells fell.

The speed of the car cannot be fast.

Eventually, however, the badly damaged jeep stalled halfway through, and after more than 20 minutes, they arrived outside the nature reserve on the outskirts of the city.

A loud roar came from not far away, and Leon assumed it was the sound of a tank's engine.

Many barbed wire fences and vehicles also formed a defensive line on both sides of the park.

He knew he was safe.

Temporarily!

"Woo."

A figure came out of the woods on either side.

At the request of the soldiers, Lyon parked his vehicle in the park on both sides of the road.

When he got out of the car, he happened to bump into the figure in the black robe.

"A girl?"

"Not very old."

The face passed by in an instant, which surprised him, and this kind of outfit easily allowed him to contact the identity of the other party.

Sorcerer?

But such a small wizard.

"Hermione, wait—"

In the woods came a few more wizards who were also wrapped in black robes.

"If only Dumbledore knew."

"I can't afford to stay indifferent and stay behind the safety of the rear." The cold voice of the girl named Hermione reached the ears of Leon and Jill, who both chose to watch her silently, their palms already resting on the weapons at their waists.

"It's all my fault if I hadn't made that much fanfare"

"Neville, it's not your fault, and there are so many wizards from the Federation in the hospital, you can't hide it."

"But—if it all could have been done quietly, maybe it wouldn't have been discovered by the Death Eaters."

"Die, [The Pretender] has eyeliner everywhere, who can you hide?"

"But."

"No, that's the end, and all we can do is minimize casualties."

"Well, you two? It looks familiar, have we seen it anywhere? ”

Owen stepped forward and came up to Leon and Jill.

"It's like it."

"Who are you?" The two men remained vigilant. The palm of his hand was already gripping the weapon.

Owen shook his head and didn't make any moves.

The other party's vigilance, and even anger, is normal.

So they should be, and so they should.

If he was a Muggle, then Owen would swear that no matter what it takes, he will also pull down the wizards who are high up and despise them from the altar, hacked to death, and chopped to pieces.

But he was a wizard, a member of the vile ones now.

The shackles of identity imposed on him forced him not to bow down to Muggles, but at least he was generous enough not to be annoyed by any seemingly dangerous moves.

"It's a pity, it's not Resident Evil. Otherwise, the protagonist will have to be replaced. Owen chuckled.

In the city of Berlin, the raging 'zombies' are a kind of [evil omen], and Owen can feel the weak traces of ancient magic on their bodies.

Is it a Yin corpse?

Neither is it.

An evil omen?

Unlike the previous ones, the speed of this kind of infection is dozens of times that of the past, and the previous [Evil Omen] will take several hours to a few days to completely transform unless the flesh is directly devoured, torn apart and reassembled, if it is just a wound.

And there will also be the symbol of the [Furnace Hundred Phases], those abominable horns, sarcomas, and so on.

Now, the 'zombies' will not appear in the [Furnace Hundred Phases], they still maintain their human form, and they no longer have the attack methods of the [Evil Omen], and now it seems that they are only transformed into beasts that will spread infection.

In other places, in the plains, in the wilderness, in the sea, such creatures, the Muggle army was more than enough to deal with.

But it happened to be in the city.

Million-level cities will make the army fearful, and the situation will continue to deteriorate.

If it continues, the consequences – it could take hundreds of thousands of lives – to end this terrible catastrophe.

"Owen, what the hell is your response?"

The little wizards chose to stay away from Leon and Jill.

They walked to a clearing.

Harry, Ron, Ginny, Twins, Neville.

Even Koyatl is there.

Owen sneaked out with them.

"As long as you lure those yin corpses out of the city, it will be much easier to deal with." Owen said.

"So how the hell are you going to get out of the city!" Koyatl said in a deep voice, a trace of anxiety condensed between her eyebrows, no matter how much she pretended to be calm, the fire burning in her eyes still exposed her.

She had already seen the destruction of a city.

She didn't want to see another city head for the same fate.

"These Yin Corpses are made by ancient magic." Owen said calmly, the wand clenched in his right hand against his left wrist, "Wizards' flesh and blood attract them more than ordinary Muggles." ”

He slid slowly, his wand turning into a sharp blade, slicing his wrist with ease.

Scarlet blood flowed and dripped onto the grass.

"Owen." Hermione looked at him anxiously.

"It doesn't matter." Owen raised his right hand to stop.

"Compared to the flesh and blood of wizards, the flesh and blood containing ancient magic power are the lights of the dark night for them, and moths can't resist such temptations."

Owen waved his wand, and a faint wind blew behind him.

"Whew-"

In the blink of an eye, the wind suddenly widened.

Skimming over the grass and trees, the rustling sound is like a doomsday harp.

"Blow—" The boy looked at the city in the distance.

"Blow—"

"Let the smell of blood fill the city."

Like an awakened beast, the wind swept through the city under the guidance of Owen with an ancient magic that was difficult for ordinary people to see.

The blood-red rain and the wind weave together as if to cast an ominous cloak over the city.

"Boom-roar-"

Loud noises suddenly resounded in the streets of the city.

The Yin Corpses seemed to be moths that saw the fire candles, pouring out from all directions, rushing all the way towards the source of the blood.

The most primitive desire for ancient magic.

It is an objective law brought about by the principle of regression.

It is a child who is on the go, desperate to return to his mother.

The restless Yin Corps lost interest in the other mortals, the armies that were still resisting, and even the Aurors mixed in.

The wild beast that has escaped only one target.

On the other side, Hermione had already hurriedly taken out Bai Xian and applied it to the wrist of Owen's left hand.

She looked at Owen worriedly.

His face was a little pale, but his eyes were very determined.

It was she who offered to go to Berlin to help.

She couldn't enjoy peace with peace of mind.

Maybe—she's just that rotten good person.

Owen looked a little tired, he had probably lost about 600ml of blood just now. Although this is far from life-threatening.

But dizziness is for sure.

"In a moment, will you cast a spell?" He whispered.

He sat down on the floor with Hermione's help.

"Okay." Miss Granger agreed without even thinking about it.

Owen nodded, then looked at Harry and Ron.

"You cast a spell together, so that the area covered by the spell will be larger."

"Koyatl, what about you?"

"I'm not proficient yet, but I can use it." Koyatl nodded, she certainly understood what Owen was saying.

She had read the newspapers.

I practiced those spells from time to time for half a year.

"Hmm." The boy withdrew his gaze.

He was far from being able to cast a spell.

But – it's definitely going to be a big show this time.

Originally, Voldemort thought that Hermione was the heir to ancient magic, and continued to disguise that it was nothing.

Secondly - he does not believe that there are no Death Eaters or [Pretenders] [Cleaners] or even dark creatures such as goblins, werewolves, vampires, etc.

His energy had to be spent protecting Hermione from casting spells smoothly.

"Are you planning to attract those 'zombies'?"

At this moment, Leon and Gil, who had stopped by the jeep to observe them, stepped forward.

The conversation between the young wizards just now did not avoid them.

Naturally, the two heard it all.

Although they didn't know much about the technical terms of magic, Leon, as a thoughtful professional police officer, still guessed what Owen and his party were doing.

"If you can do it, the follow-up will be handed over to the army." His voice was flat, even a little cold.

Not much at all to be mild.

After all, the trouble was caused by wizards. Can you still make him put on a good face?

He's not that cheap.

"No need." Owen turned his head to look at him.

Turning his head, he looked at the city in the distance.

"We are not all despicables, Mr. Lyon. Wizards also have the dignity and pride of wizards. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly sneered, "Although it seems that this is not very valuable now." ”

"You know my name?" Leon was surprised, but when he turned his head, the other party was a wizard, although he was not very old, but this may be the magical ability that wizards mastered.

"Huh? Your name is really Leon? Owen was also stunned, "Is that Jill over there?" ”

"I'm Jill. Jill Valentine. "Jill, who is out of the water, also came over.

“.”

"Is it really Resident Evil?"

"Do you know a female agent named King Ada?" Owen looked at Leon with interest.

"King Ada?" Leon shook his head, "No, I don't know. ”

"Oh, yes, you don't know you at this time."

"By the way, I haven't heard of a company called Umbrella?"

"And Alice?" He asked again.

"Well—I'm sure the Alice I know isn't the one you think she is, after all, my neighbor's daughter is only four years old." Leon replied.

"Also, Alice is a bad street name, and it's normal for anyone to call it by that name."

Owen smiled.

"It looks like it's just a coincidence, not Resident Evil. I'll just say, the umbrella has been such a big name for more than ten years. There's no way I haven't heard of it. ”

(End of chapter)