Capítulo 78: 77: Collecting experimental materials and having a carnival
Raccoon City.
Ada Wong, Jill, and the others were also watching Lyon's figure on the screen.
"Did he just destroy all the nuclear missiles from both the US and Russia sides?" Even someone as composed as Ada felt her brain heating up slightly at this moment.
Jill stared at the screen, revealing a bitter smile: "I thought that after becoming a superhuman, I had closed the distance between myself and him, but I didn't realize he was this strong."
"Leon big brother, so awesome!!" Sherry cheered, raising her hands. "He saved us again!"
Marvin exchanged glances with another officer and shrugged: "See, that's why we all call you Kennedy and not Leon. It sounds same as Lyon you know."
Leon S. Kennedy shook his head helplessly: "Maybe I need to get a nickname. Honestly, sharing the same name as that guy is a lot of pressure."
In the research facility, everyone who saw the footage of the missile explosions cheered.
Tony glanced at it and continued working on his research.
He knew better than anyone what kind of power Lyon had.
...
"Next, it's time for Las Plagas and the E-Mold."
Lyon dived back into Earth, disappearing from all satellite views.
Without any concealment, he fell like a meteorite, flames flickering around him due to friction from the high speed, and he crashed heavily into a village in the Wolf's Fang Valley of Spain.
Boom!
A massive shockwave spread out, and dozens of houses in the village were instantly blown away by the force.
The ground cracked like a spider web and quickly collapsed.
After the shockwave subsided, Lyon rose from the ten-meter-deep crater caused by the impact and flew towards the castle in the depths of the village.
This castle, passed down from the past centuries, was both classical and grand in its magnificence.
Lyon couldn't help but stop to admire it for a few seconds.
Then, he kicked the castle from the outside, and instantly the entire structure collapsed like a row of dominoes.
People inside the castle emerged from the ruins, dumbfounded, standing there without a scratch due to Lyon's precise control.
"Which one of you is Saddler?" Lyon asked, his gaze fixed directly on a hooded figure holding a staff at the back of the crowd.
Osmund Saddler, the cult leader of Los Illuminados, who intended to use the Las Plagas parasite to control the world.
All the people in the ruins of the castle turned their gaze towards Saddler.
The man under the hood had his face hidden in the shadows, seemingly plotting something sinister.
Thud!
Then he knelt down with a thud.
"Master! I... I am Saddler!"
Lyon stepped over the rubble and walked up to Saddler. "Hand over the Dominant Plaga."
"But... but the Dominant Plaga... it... it's currently not available. Master, perhaps you could give me some time..." Saddler's body trembled slightly.
"Not available? Isn't there one right here?"—Squelch!
Lyon stomped on Saddler's head, crushing it, and used his heat vision to incinerate his body.
A few seconds later, a parasite crawled out.
"I hate it when people lie to me."
He collected the parasite and looked around. "Destroy all the parasites within three days, or you'll be the ones destroyed."
Dust filled the air.
Lyon disappeared without a sound, in stark contrast to his grand entrance.
After a brief silence, the sound of kneeling echoed throughout the scene.
...
A few minutes later, Lyon suddenly appeared in a village in Romania.
At extreme speed, combined with the biological force field, Lyon's movements seemed akin to teleportation.
Just like the previous location.
This was a village on the outskirts, but internally, it was a castle.
Lyon hovered above the center of the castle.
He observed the surroundings, pinpointed the cave where the mold host was located, and dove straight in.
The solid rock was effortlessly pierced like tofu.
In front of Lyon appeared a massive conglomerate of mold occupying the cave.
This was the mold host.
The mold host's appearance was like that of an infant, almost pink in color, with a rhythmic rise and fall as if it were breathing.
Lyon could even hear the life-filled rhythm within it, as countless mycelium transported nutrients throughout its form.
"This is the third evolutionary key in the world of Resident Evil—mold."
Lyon took out an injection syringe, stabbed it into the mold host, and drew a full vial of mycelium.
After storing the vial, he shot heat vision from his eyes, burning the massive mold host to ashes in just a few breaths.
"Ah!! Who! Who destroyed the mold host!"
As soon as the mold host was burned to ashes, a piercing scream came from outside the cave.
The response was as fast as unplugging the internet cable of a gaming addict—just as the plug was pulled, the wailing began.
Lyon remained unmoved, punched through the cave ceiling, flew into the sky, and continued destroying the mycelium.
"How dare you! Stop right now!!"
The woman who had been screaming before approached at high speed.
It was Miranda, the first person infected by the mold and the ruler of this territory.
Behind her was a dense group of people.
There were men, women, those who still looked somewhat human, and others who no longer did.
This was a group entirely infected by the E-mold.
Lyon's goal was to destroy the mold.
The arrival of these people was exactly what he had hoped for.
According to the plot progression of the Resident Evil games, it seemed likely that the mold could develop into an apocalyptic threat.
Since he was already here, Lyon decided to take the opportunity to clear away all these hidden dangers—considering it as completing the task of saving the world that the world consciousness had mentioned earlier.
He immediately ascended and used "full power" to unleash his freezing breath.
A few seconds later, the entire village turned into an enormous piece of solid ice, even the lake surrounding the village was not spared.
Every facet of the massive ice block was crystal clear.
Lyon could even see Miranda, frozen in the ice, her expression forever twisted in a grimace.
"Hmm.. I remember this person has lived for over a hundred years; the mold indeed has unique qualities."
He flew to the edge of the ice block, exerted his strength, and lifted the massive block with a radius of over three kilometers and a height of over two hundred meters, then flew into space.
Soon, satellites from various countries once again captured Lyon's figure.
However, this time everyone watching the screens was even more baffled.
Where did this deity find a giant ice block filled with people, houses, flowers, and trees?
Was he performing some kind of magic trick?
They watched as Lyon hurled the ice block into space and then shattered it with a punch.
Immediately, countless ice crystals, no more than 1mm in diameter, scattered, resembling a display of silver-white fireworks blooming in the dark night.
Everyone in front of the screens couldn't help but say "how beautiful" about the cosmic spectacle.
When they returned to look at the mysterious figure, he had disappeared once again.
...
On the other side.
Lyon had just returned to the police station and was greeted with a warm welcome from everyone.
Jill led the way, shouting thanks.
She saluted with tears in her eyes, then hugged him.
For a moment, the hall was filled with applause, cheers, and even sounds of joyful crying.
Various emotions surged like waves of the sea, rising and falling repeatedly.
Party poppers were set off beside Lyon, scattering colorful confetti like a waterfall.
There was also champagne—Kennedy pressed his thumb against the cork, shook the bottle vigorously, and cheered as the fountain of wine sprayed out.
They all knew what had just happened, and they knew that the savior before them had saved them.
They had watched on screen as this man used his heat rays to kill the super zombies and detonate the nuclear warheads.
Today was undoubtedly the happiest day in the past month for them.
Everyone surrounded Lyon.
Whether it was girls or boys, they all wanted to kiss him hard on the cheek and then proudly show off to others.
They all saw hope.
The seemingly unsolvable super zombies and the nuclear bombs that had no solution....
Here with Lyon, they were all dealt with in less than half an hour.
As if the end of the world, in front of this man, was just a noisy game of make-believe. Here, the name Lyon had completely become synonymous with the future.
The men lifted Lyon up and threw him into the air, smiles beaming on their faces, as if they were lifting their beloved on their wedding day.
The women pushed Lyon onto the podium, hoping he could say a few more words.
Even if it was just one sentence, they could definitely dream about meeting this handsome savior all night.
Lyon wasn't really a fan of this kind of situation.
It reminded him of hanging on Tony's neck during various parties when he was a child.
Ugh!
Those weren't exactly what he would call fond memories.
After all, he could only be a spectator.
But the hopeful gazes from everyone made Lyon realize that he should probably say something.
"Ahm!"
So, he cleared his throat, looked around the now-silent hall, and after thinking for a moment, he sang the international anthem in French.
The not-so-loud singing echoed in the police station's hall.
Slowly, some people began to join Lyon's rhythm, singing in English, Russian.
When the song ended, some cheered loudly while others were in tears.
But they all had one thing in common—they rushed towards the podium, trying to hug Lyon again.
The celebration at that moment lasted until the evening.
Later, even Tony returned to the police station, bringing a large number of researchers, and joined the festivities.
He danced the waltz with girls and drank Bordeaux with beauties, that happiness that had been missing for a month suddenly returned at this moment.
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