"Hiss, hiss, hiss...!!!"
Suffering from the counterattack, these gorilla-like Rasklapanje also let out a series of pained wails and quickly retreated several steps.
After all, having several bloody gashes sliced across their arms and faces in the blink of an eye made them feel afraid of the monster-like Javier before them.
This was biological instinct.
Even though they were monsters, they could still feel pain; and if they could feel pain, they would naturally feel fear. It was unavoidable.
"Keep going...!"
However, Javier in his G2 state did not intend to let these Rasklapanje monsters off so easily. With a low growl, he controlled his two-meter-tall, gaunt frame to charge forward rapidly.
The blades on both sides of his arms merged once again into two sharp edges, which he began to swing and spin amidst the swarm of c-virus monsters. Immediately, a chaotic and bloody scene unfolded.
Javier was like a high-speed meat grinder.
Any monster that touched his body was instantly covered in dense cutting wounds. Even the thick-skinned gorilla Rasklapanje could not withstand this intense offensive for long, and their bodies were soon riddled with horrific injuries.
"Roar, roar, roar—!!!"
But, these c-virus monsters were not pushovers either.
Their numerical advantage was obvious, and in the narrow corridor of the hotel, no matter how fast Javier was, there wasn't much room to maneuver.
Relying on their overwhelming numbers, these c-virus monsters soon surrounded Javier in his G2 state once again. Using the gorilla Rasklapanje as meat shields to push forward,
Javier was quickly submerged in a crushing offensive of muscle and armor. These Rasklapanje used their own flesh as shields, pinning Javier firmly against the wall so he couldn't move an inch.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss—!!!"
"Shoo, shoo, shoo...!!!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the lizard-like Strelats acting as damage dealers from behind instantly rushed forward. Three or four Strelats opened the pleated skin on their bodies, violently firing the sharp bone spears from within, aiming them directly at Javier's body.
These bone spears had immense piercing power, capable of easily penetrating walls. Their power was virtually no different from arrows fired by large ancient ballistas.
Puchi...!
Almost inevitably, Javier's chest and abdomen were pierced by the bone spears, and his limbs were pinned firmly to the wall. Intense pain surged through him instantly; this was the most severe trauma Javier had suffered in a long time.
But because of this, it was time to demonstrate his margin for error.
The G-Virus's superb recovery ability quickly took effect. The abdominal wounds that were gushing blood immediately stopped bleeding, and a tingling sensation quickly numbed the pain.
This felt incredibly miraculous to Javier.
So this was how it felt for a biological monster to be attacked and then recover so quickly—it was actually quite exhilarating. No wonder those Tyrants were unafraid of firearms; those attacks were just like scratches to them.
They could recover so quickly that if it were Javier himself, he wouldn't be afraid either.
This ultra-fast healing ability also satisfied Javier greatly. High-speed regeneration was an important step across the threshold into the realm of superheroes and immortality.
However, this Resident Evil world was becoming increasingly unscientific, gradually sliding into the realm of fantasy.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss...?!!!"
Seemingly realizing that Javier was virtually unharmed, the lizard-like Strelats that fired the bone spears showed human-like expressions of confusion on their faces.
They had not expected that Javier's vitality, bolstered by the G-Virus, would be so tenacious that he was fine even after being hit by four or five bone spears.
Gurgle...
Hoo, hoo, hoo... Hoo, hoo, hoo...!!!
Seeing this, the Strelats no longer held back and immediately unleashed their second method of attack. With their cheeks bulging, they exhaled a cloud of purple toxic gas from their mouths.
This wasn't the C-Virus infection mist, but a purely lethal toxic gas. Any creature that inhaled this gas would quickly die of poisoning.
It wouldn't cause an infectious mutation; it was just like ordinary toxic gas,
one of the tools in the Strelats' arsenal. When they couldn't defeat an enemy, they would usually release toxic gas to escape.
But... this stuff couldn't infect someone without a respiratory system.
Javier simply shut down his respiratory system, temporarily holding his breath to avoid inhaling the lethal toxins.
With his current physical constitution and virus enhancement, holding his breath for an hour was no problem at all. His super-powered lungs could store a vast amount of oxygen.
Moreover, the limit for a human holding their breath is several minutes, and the record for holding one's breath underwater has reached an astonishing 24 minutes. After a few minutes, the gas would dissipate, unable to continue harming Javier.
"Roar, roar, roar—!!!!"
The thick toxic gas lingered around Javier's face until it slowly dissipated, yet Javier's physical condition remained unchanged.
This caused the c-virus monsters to begin roaring in a fit of rage. They seemed to have no way of dealing with this enemy.
At this thought, the c-virus monsters stopped using their specialized arsenal and resorted to the most primitive method of attack:
Biting.
The gorilla Rasklapanje and Strelats pinning Javier down all bared their sharp fangs and gaped their bloody maws, preparing to devour Javier's head and flesh. They didn't believe that if they ate Javier piecemeal, he could still recover.
"Sorry, I can't play with you anymore. Get lost...!"
When Javier saw these c-virus monsters intending to open their mouths and eat him, his face darkened, and he immediately began to resist.
He had to admit, these c-virus monsters did have a bit of intelligence.
Knowing that ordinary attacks couldn't harm him, they planned to swallow him. This was indeed an effective way to counter the G-Virus's super recovery ability.
Therefore, Javier did not intend to sit and wait for death; he had to get up and fight back, or he really would be eaten.
Crack, crack, crack...!!!
Without any hesitation, faced with the crushing pressure of the gorilla Rasklapanje, Javier immediately released the sharp spikes on his back. These thorny spikes were like crossbow bolts ready to be fired in succession.
Under the control of Javier's will, they suddenly erupted, much like a hidden weapon such as the Pear Blossom Needles or a fragmentation grenade.
The stored needles and fragments shot out rapidly, spraying across a wide range from Javier's back, no different from Gatling gun bullets loaded with armor-piercing rounds.
"Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo—!!!!!"
A series of dense, ear-piercing whistles of air being sliced through rang out.
The sharp spikes sprayed towards the gorilla Rasklapanje surrounding him. The Rasklapanje that had been pinning Javier down, their strength suddenly gave way, and they collapsed to the ground.
At this moment, their massive bodies were covered in countless bloody holes. The wounds were exceptionally hideous, and even the surrounding walls were riddled with dark holes where the thorny spikes had embedded themselves.
As the flurry of needles subsided, the gorilla Rasklapanje crushing Javier all fell.
Free from restraint, Javier suddenly stood up from the ground.
The bone-tail blade at the base of his spine whipped out. A flash of white light glinted, and the sharp tail blade pierced through the head of a Strelats in the blink of an eye.
The offensive reversed very quickly.
Without the muscle-armored shields of the gorilla Rasklapanje to block them, the remaining Strelats monsters and mutated Oculare Soldiers were no match for Javier in his G2 state.
It soon became a one-sided slaughter. Their attacks pierced Javier's body and even left hideous wounds on him, but the G-Virus's super recovery ability immediately allowed Javier to return to his original state, and he then threw himself into an even more brutal offensive.
Before long... only the severed and dismembered corpses of the monsters remained in the room's corridor.
The corridor was covered in pools of blood, and the walls were splattered with blood. As for why the corpses were severed and dismembered, the reason was simple: it was too crowded.
If Javier didn't dismember the monsters' corpses, the bodies of those few Rasklapanje alone would have filled the entire corridor, leaving no room to pass through...
...
Meanwhile—
Inside room 1605,
Ada and Sherry were hiding inside for temporary refuge.
Although they really wanted to help Javier, they both knew they couldn't help at all, so they could only try their best not to cause trouble.
They prayed that Javier could deal with those monsters safely. After all, Javier's G2 state was already a battlefield they couldn't participate in.
However, seeing Simmons still lying unconscious by the door,
Sherry slowly stood up and hurried forward to drag this scum back, to prevent the bastard from being accidentally killed.
Although Simmons was a complete scumbag and Sherry really wanted this little-mustached man to drop dead, unfortunately... Simmons was still useful and couldn't be allowed to die randomly. So, Sherry impatiently dragged the dead weight back.
However, what Sherry didn't know was that Simmons, this old fox, had woken up long ago.
Simmons had woken up when that group of Oculare Soldiers was spraying the room with assault rifles.
After all, the current from the stun baton wasn't enough to keep him unconscious for an hour; he recovered after a little time. But at that time, hearing the dense gunfire and even seeing bullets fly past him,
Simmons didn't dare to act rashly.
He simply continued to play dead. And now... Simmons had indeed deceived Sherry and Ada. As he watched Sherry gradually approach him,
Simmons narrowed his eyes. He felt his chance had come. She was just a little girl; if he could snatch the pistol from her waist and subdue her as a threat, then by relying on this hostage, Simmons might be able to escape his current predicament. After all, Simmons didn't want to be held captive by Javier and Ada.
He still had to serve as the Senior Security Advisor to the U.S. Government and the leader of the Family Organization. How could he easily fall in this ghostly place!
"Ngh..."
"So heavy, I almost can't drag him. Why is this old man's body so heavy?!"
Walking up, Sherry still hadn't noticed anything unusual about Simmons.
She reached out both hands, grabbed Simmons' suit jacket, and prepared to drag him back.