"Heh heh heh..."
At this time, the surrounding zombies were finally attracted by the loud noise. About a hundred zombie monsters were constantly approaching the direction where Javier and the others were.
Low gasps sounded out, as if they were surrounded by a pack of hungry beasts; with wolves in front and tigers behind, this situation was indeed very troublesome and tricky.
"Is he dead...?"
However, compared to the large crowd of zombies gathering around, everyone cared more about whether Simmons, in his centaur form, who had been swept up in the terrifying explosion, was dead or not.
After all, this was the biggest obstacle.
There was no need to worry about the surrounding zombies at all. Therefore, Leon, Helena, and Sherry all stared intently at the burning explosion crater, wanting to see clearly whether Simmons in the blazing fire and rolling black smoke was dead.
But only Javier did not look.
Because there was no need to look at all; he knew Simmons couldn't die.
Possessing the C-Virus made him not so easy to kill; his vitality was incredibly tenacious. This had merely taken down the second stage, the C2 Centaur Form.
The remaining C3 Tyrannosaurus Rex, C4 Emperor Scorpion, and C5 Giant Fly had not appeared yet. As a boss of Resident Evil 6,
it was impossible for him to die so easily.
Even killing Sherry's cheap father, G William, had cost Javier quite a few methods back then, so how could he die so simply!
"Ugh, ugh, ugh..."
Sure enough,
amidst the blazing fire and rolling black smoke, a painful hiss was heard immediately. From that pile of mangled flesh and corpses,
a figure slowly struggled out. Tearing through the centaur's flesh, Simmons, covered in cracks, crawled out from inside.
The muscles all over his body were incredibly thin. From a robust physique, he had completely turned into a scrawny stick, with his skeleton clearly visible and his abdominal ribs looking like a funnel.
His skin was dull and his cheeks sunken, looking like a drug addict who had been smoking marijuana for decades. In reality, this was all caused by the C-Virus in his body.
To evade the carpet bombing from the helicopter just now,
Simmons had wrapped his main body with all the flesh of the centaur form to protect himself, waiting for the bombardment to end.
The energy stored in Simmons' body was almost gone, even overdrawn to the limit, which was why Simmons appeared in such a scrawny and weak state.
He was very hungry now...!
Very hungry, extremely hungry. The C-Virus in his body was thirsting frantically, and countless cells throughout his body were craving food energy.
Because if he didn't absorb food energy soon, the C-Virus would wither and die along with the cells.
So this was driven by the C-Virus's instinctive will to survive. Under extreme hunger, Simmons' reason was completely replaced by the C-Virus's instinct.
His eyes were now bloodshot and red.
Like a starving beast, his gaze scanned everything around him, and heavy gasps kept coming from his mouth.
"Heh heh heh..."
"Roar—!!!!"
Without any hesitation,
the scrawny Simmons once again reached out his poisonous hands toward the large crowd of zombies gathering around. Javier and Sherry, the two virus-infected individuals, were directly ignored.
Compared to two sturdy buffaloes, he, this hungry wolf, seemed to prefer hunting those sheep that couldn't resist and could only bleat.
These large groups of zombies were like moving protein, frantically attracting Simmons' gaze.
In an instant, Simmons rushed out.
His sharp teeth bit into the head of an ugly zombie.
He forcibly crushed its skull and swallowed the brain inside. Like a Licker, Simmons also fell in love with this behavior of eating human brains.
"Heh heh heh..."
"Gulp, gulp..."
As the flesh went down, the C-Virus in Simmons' body was frantically absorbing the flesh and energy of these C-Virus Zombie.
The moment he tasted the flesh and energy,
the C-Virus in Simmons' body began to tremble with frantic excitement. No longer able to suppress the spread of the C-Virus and cells, extreme mutations began to occur rapidly.
Like a dying traveler walking in an extreme desert, traversing the vast desert for three days,
without a drop of water, throat so dry it was about to smoke, skin withered and thin. Suddenly seeing an oasis, with clear river water right in front of him.
A gentle taste,
and the moist water droplets instantly moistened his cracked lips and filled the parched earth.
He wished he could jump his head—no, his whole body—into the clear river water to drink and enjoy to his heart's content. At this moment, Simmons also fell into this frantic excitement due to the C-Virus's instinct.
"Roar—!!!!!"
The next second,
Simmons let out a hearty roar. He wanted to devour more food, but as a human body, how could he consume more food?
Grow bigger... that's right, grow bigger.
With this thought, Simmons' body also underwent a change.
The flesh all over his body was rapidly expanding, starting from his spine and frantically bulging into a small mound of flesh.
Continuing to grow, continuing to expand, like an unstoppable mountain of tumorous flesh, it continued to swell without any possibility of stopping.
"Crack, crack..."
"Gurgle, gurgle..."
Thick muscles, a curved spine, a white hard skeleton for support, a giant tail covered in spikes, slender front claws, a bottomless maw like a bulldozer bucket, and a giant blood-red eye in the center.
Without any surprise,
under the strong C-Virus devouring instinct, Simmons completely turned into a giant Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Its appearance was still as terrifying as if it had been skinned.
Composed of a white skeleton and a large amount of flesh, the sharp fangs and bottomless maw at the front were like the open petals of a man-eating flower.
In the center of its throat was a blood-red eyeball.
With such a massive size, just one bite could swallow dozens of zombies into its stomach for absorption.
The efficiency was more than ten times higher than before, and this was also the beginning of Simmons being unable to control the C-Virus mutation in his body—!
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"Roar—!!!"
A massive bio-organic monster, a ten-meter-tall Tyrannosaurus Rex, appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.
The blood-red muscles, the covering of white bones, and the bursts of bloody stench roared out of that gaping maw made Javier completely understand the true meaning of Simmons' transformer label.
There was no way around it;
this was truly a bit too abstract and unbelievable!
Originally, Simmons was only human-sized, but the flesh on his body seemed to gush out endlessly.
Finally, it formed a mountain of flesh,
then twisted and transformed into a domineering giant dinosaur, perfectly replicating the size of a Tyrannosaurus Rex in a 1:1 ratio.
When you travel back tens of millions of years to the Jurassic period,
watching the former overlord of Earth reappear before you, only astonishment remains.
It seemed that in Simmons' heart, the most powerful apex predator in the world was the Tyrannosaurus Rex before him.
But this form, which extremely violated the law of conservation of energy,
still made Javier unable to help but complain: how could the volume of a single human gush out such a terrifying, mountain-like mass of flesh?
Moreover, this terrifying amount of flesh could expand and contract naturally, not only transforming into a Tyrannosaurus Rex but also changing back into a human; that was the most shocking part.
However,
shocking as it was,
Simmons, who had now entered the C3 Tyrannosaurus Rex apex predator form, had no time to pay attention to Javier and the others.
Instead, he opened his gaping maw,
and began to frantically devour the surrounding crowd of zombies. One bite swallowed seven or eight zombies into his stomach. As the food went down, energy was rapidly stored.
The originally blood-red muscles and white bones also began to gradually become hard.
These were all changes produced after the C-Virus obtained the desired energy. The more it ate, the stronger it would become; this point indeed inherited the characteristics of the G-Virus.
"..."
"As expected, he's not so easy to kill. But if that's the case, things will be troublesome. There's almost no ammunition left on the helicopter."
"The small missiles just now couldn't kill Simmons, so the remaining autocannon rounds are even more impossible."
In the sky,
Leon was piloting the helicopter. Looking at Simmons, who had suddenly mutated into a giant Tyrannosaurus Rex below, a surprised expression appeared on his face.
Taking off his flight helmet,
Leon's mature and weathered expression was quite helpless. Although he had expected that Simmons would not die easily,
when he saw that massive blood-colored Tyrannosaurus Rex form, he still couldn't help but marvel at how tenacious this vitality was.
And the most frustrating part was,
while carpet bombing Simmons' centaur form just now, Leon had already exhausted all the ammunition carried by this helicopter.
Only the autocannon rounds mounted on it remained; the high-power missiles were completely used up.
After all, this helicopter wasn't originally a standard attack helicopter but was used to transport soldier squads.
It had some attack capability, but the weapons and ammunition it carried were not many.
Now that the ammunition was gone, Leon didn't know how to deal with the even larger Tyrannosaurus Simmons.
The only way,
perhaps, was to request support or make an emergency landing to take Javier and Sherry away first. After all, if they couldn't win, they could still run.
As for requesting support,
Leon wasn't sure if this helicopter's radio could contact the local HK Government to request support.
If it couldn't, there was nothing he could do. After all, Leon still hadn't figured out whether this helicopter belonged to the government!
"This... how is this possible?!!"
And it wasn't just Leon;
even his partner Helena, located in the helicopter cabin, looked at the situation below with disbelief.
The hand that was tightly gripping the heavy machine gun handle suddenly dropped weakly. She hadn't expected that under such terrifying carpet bombing, a piece of scum like Simmons would still be alive.
Not only alive,
but he also seemed to have evolved into an even more terrifying form. This was what Helena found most difficult to understand. Could it be that even killing an enemy with her own hands was this difficult?
"Roar...!!!"
While Leon and Helena, piloting the helicopter in the sky, were at a loss, Simmons, in his Tyrannosaurus Rex form, was already half-full.
The zombies that had gathered around due to the sound of the explosion were all swallowed clean by him. In the face of his massive size and terrifying defensive power, the various C-Virus Zombie wandering aimlessly on the street posed no threat at all.
They were all one bite each, whether they were Bloodshot or Shriekers,
or even the infection source, the Beauty Beast. In front of Simmons' Tyrannosaurus Rex form, they were as delicious as juicy charcoal-grilled skewers.
Seeing that Simmons' Tyrannosaurus Rex form was almost full, Javier also knew that this guy would soon shift his target to him.