Two days later.
Standing atop a skyscraper and watching the monstrous figure approach under heavy artillery fire, Alexander Isaacs's face was filled with despair.
It was a massive serpent over 200 meters long.
Its weight could only be measured in tens of thousands of tons.
Dozens of heads grew from its enormous body, and each one could spew a thick, dark green, acidic mist.
Anything it touched—be it tank armor or living flesh—would corrode in moments.
Flesh-and-blood creatures would simply melt into pools of pus and gore, which the beast would then lick clean with its long, probing tongues.
As for its defenses, all conventional weaponry was utterly useless.
No matter how fierce the bombardment, it amounted to nothing more than a tickle. Not even a single scale was damaged.
Even a tactical nuke could only wound it temporarily. After a brief rest, it would recover completely.
And the serpent wasn't alone.
Beneath the ground, a gigantic centipede was tunneling freely.
Though its full form remained hidden, the destruction it left was unmistakable—wherever it moved, the earth buckled, and entire city blocks collapsed like dominoes under the shifting soil.
Then came a shrill scream from Isaacs's earpiece.
His heart turned cold.
That scream meant one thing: Wesker was dead.
At that moment, a shadow drifted across the sky.
A colossal spider—its body the size of a ship and sprouting hundreds of legs—descended from the clouds.
It floated in the air by rapidly fluttering its long legs, using jet-like bursts of webbing to stay aloft.
Each leg was tipped with spinnerets and eyes, allowing it to precisely target and ensnare fleeing Umbrella personnel with strands of sticky silk.
"Fuck this!"
Staring at the chaos consuming the base, Isaacs stepped forward and threw himself off the rooftop.
Even if he had to die, he refused to be eaten alive by a bunch of monsters.
But before he could hit the ground, the earth exploded.
A giant centipede, hundreds of meters long, burst from below—catching Isaacs mid-air and swallowing him whole in one gulp.
---
Meanwhile, Huang Liu, Li Wei, and Draco were in Washington, D.C., fighting alongside U.S. military forces against wave after wave of monstrous assaults.
What began as a simple zombie-fighting mission had turned into pure hell. The system had thrown in Lickers, Tyrants, and G-Virus mutants...
That was tolerable—after all, they were from the Resident Evil universe.
But things had gone way beyond that.
Resident Evil had morphed into Monster Apocalypse. Countless beasts were rampaging across the earth, some even capable of surviving nuclear strikes!
Who could survive that?
It had only been two or three days since the monsters first appeared, and already, they had taken over the entire planet.
At this rate, it wouldn't be Monster Apocalypse, it would be Monster Interstellar Invasion next!
---
As for Orsaga, safely tucked away in a hidden underground bunker, he was happily eating watermelon.
[Side Mission: Kill Resident Evil's mastermind Alexander Isaacs – 6,500 points (Completed)]
[Side Mission: Completely destroy Umbrella Corporation – 50,000 points (Completed)]
[Side Mission: Eliminate…]
Message after message flashed through his mind like a rapid scroll.
But Orsaga remained unmoved.
Most of the names listed were complete strangers to him.
He didn't feel a thing. He had no idea who he'd even killed.
He was just a clueless rookie Purgator tossed into a world he didn't understand.
He didn't know the plot, but he wanted points.
So, what was his solution?
Kill everything.
The simplest and most effective method.
Foolproof.
---
One more day passed.
With the last line of defense breached, Huang Liu and his companions were now hiding in a basement, pretending to be dead.
Li Wei, covered in blood, lay on the ground and muttered, "I've sealed all the cracks with cement to keep out toxic gas and fluids. We've got plenty of oxygen tanks in here too. Whether we survive the next few hours depends on fate…"
Huang Liu tossed his gun aside and groaned, "Screw it. I just want to lie down…"
These seven days had felt like seven years. Every moment was filled with suffering.
Looking back on their brutal military training days, Huang Liu suddenly felt that those hardships were nothing—like a relaxing vacation in comparison. Even the drill instructor's terrifying face now seemed kind and gentle.
"The Matrix Purgatory is truly terrifying. If this is the beginner world, I'm scared to see the advanced ones…"
Tears welled in his eyes as he sighed.
"Thud… Thud… Thud…"
The ceiling of the basement began to tremble with low, heavy footsteps.
The three men immediately fell silent.
They knew what those sounds meant—a monster was searching for food above them.
It felt like a game of hide-and-seek, with their hearts pounding in their chests.
If they were found, they would die instantly.
Eventually, under the suffocating pressure of the basement and the ominous thuds above, the countdown in the Matrix Purgatory interface reached zero:
[Main Mission Complete. Return Now? (Remaining Time: 24 Hours)]
"YES! GET ME OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!!"
"Fuck Resident Evil, I am out!!"
With Li Wei's ecstatic roar, the three vanished into thin air.
A second later—
"Boom!"
A giant, furry, clawed hand smashed through the dirt and concrete, tearing into the basement and searching for food.
But it only found a pile of oxygen tanks.
Frustrated and starving, the monster roared.
Then it turned its gaze toward the other creatures scavenging nearby.
After days of feeding, over 80% of Earth's animals and plants had been devoured by mutant creatures.
With prey running out, the monsters turned on each other.
Survival through killing became the new order.
Despite the danger, the stronger consumed the weaker, evolving through each kill.
Their forms became even more grotesque—scorpions with bat wings, six-legged pigs, pulsating flesh balls covered in eyes…
It was like a giant insect jar, and Earth was the cauldron.
The monsters were the venomous bugs inside.
---
Months passed.
Amid the global devastation, one final creature emerged victorious from among billions.
It was a massive serpent, the size of mountain ranges.
With antlers, wings, dual mouths, and hundreds of claws.
Even its breath, thick with the stench of decay, could erode rock and metal. Its slightest movements could flatten cities.
But despite its dominance, hunger still gnawed at its soul.
When its power reached a certain threshold, it sensed something watching it from afar.
It raised its towering head toward the distant sky.
Soon after, its consciousness began to fade.
The countless viruses that made up its body began to change.
First, its scales fell away and transformed into blood-red flowers, drifting outward.
Then its flesh and bones dissolved…
Eventually, billions of crimson blossoms blanketed an area dozens of kilometers wide.
A massive floral vortex formed in the sky.
And in the Abyss, from the heart of a burning star, Orsaga's true form slowly rose.
He reached toward the vortex beside him.
A surge of blood-red magic burst forth—
Instantly passing through the vortex and enveloping the entire Resident Evil world.
Then, with a clenched fist—
That terrifying magic compressed inward.
An unstoppable, irresistible force acted uniformly on the entire planet.
Continents shattered. Mountains crumbled.
The earth's crust broke. Magma poured forth.
An explosion began to form—but it was silently crushed, unable to release even a sound.
In the blinding flash of annihilation, the entire planet was silently extinguished.
Finally, the ruined world was refined into a deep crimson crystal.
Orsaga retrieved his hand, and the affairs of the Resident Evil world were truly over.
He glanced at the crimson crystal in his palm.
Then casually tossed it into his mouth and swallowed.
He could feel it:
His towering form—now over 100 meters tall—had grown again.
The title of Archdemon beckoned.
He could ascend at any moment.
But he was not satisfied.
He wanted more.
He wanted to reach a level above most Archdemons.
He had no interest in being the weakest of the strong.
"Just a bit more… Just a bit more…"
With that thought, he sank back into the star beneath his feet—absorbing more of its energy.
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