FBI: Chapter 156/157

Chapter 156 Violet Lantern Beast

"Go, go, go, play… First, settle Ada."

Dante didn't heed Harley's threat, his eyes fixed intently on the two people before him.

One was a disciple in the twilight of his life, on the verge of death.

The other was a teacher who, at one hundred and twenty years old, still maintained a youthful appearance.

And these two individuals respectively represented the Mold Master and the Progenitor Virus.

To be honest, these two were the pinnacle of the Resident Evil series' bio-tech tree.

What Wesker, what Excella, they were still too green compared to this teacher and disciple pair.

At least the viruses handled by this teacher and disciple would not have such major flaws as the Uroboros virus.

"Oswell Spencer, Mother Miranda, you two are, in my eyes, the terrorists who pose the greatest threat to civilians."

Although Dante spoke of their great harm, a benevolent smile still hung on his face, as if he were chatting with his neighbor.

But those who knew Dante, understood that at times like this, the other party's life or death was truly uncertain.

"I think your understanding of me and my teacher is a bit off. I want to obtain longer life and a stronger body, and my teacher only wants to resurrect Eva… There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

"To save your own life, you would let all the civilians in the world be shrouded in terror? To resurrect your own daughter, you would use other people's daughters as vessels?" Dante's smile gradually turned cold. "In my opinion, you are even more heinous than those HYDRA wastes. At least some of them truly believed HYDRA could reshape the world's order and make the world a better place. But you Umbrella Corporation… each harbor your own sinister motives, putting profit above all else."

Dante's anger was not fake.

HYDRA's goal was to rule the world. Although they did not value human lives highly, they tried their best not to affect civilians.

After all, if there were no people, who would they rule?

Insects and microorganisms?

So HYDRA was dangerous, relative to various government agencies and the Federal Bureau of Investigation, as they usually targeted the upper echelons.

But Umbrella Corporation, they spared no one.

If they wanted to conduct an experiment, they would directly choose a city to deploy it. In their eyes, there were no humans, only experimental data.

And the most common supernatural events in the world were Resident Evil incidents.

"Compared to HYDRA, I actually think you are more like HYDRA, cut off one head, and two more grow… After all, those who pursue profit always exist, don't they?"

As Dante spoke, his rage surged.

His green combat uniform gradually turned red, dyed by the Rage Red Light.

"Hmm, the more I talk, the angrier I get…"

"I retract what I said in the previous chapter, go to The Fridge? No."

"Now, are you ready to embrace death?"

After saying that, Dante opened his mouth, and surging blood fire erupted.

But it was blocked about two meters away from Spencer and Mother Miranda.

Dante then realized that an energy deflection barrier enveloped the two people in front of him.

Looking closely, within the technologically crafted barrier, there were even several protective magic circles interspersed.

This composite product of magic and technology clearly bore the mark of Doctor Doom.

"Mother Miranda seems to get along well with her neighbors, to be able to get Doom's toy."

"Agent Dante, you jest. Of course, we wouldn't invite the Federal Bureau of Investigation's most dangerous man to be our guest without any preparations."

"If you could invite Doom himself, I might look at you a bit more, but…" Dante paced to the front of the barrier. "This much isn't enough."

As he spoke, Dante's hands, imbued with blood fire and Rage Red Light, fiercely plunged into the barrier.

This deflection barrier, which was strong enough to withstand an intercontinental missile explosion, was torn in half by Dante as if he were tearing a piece of bread.

Watching the barrier begin to burn, Spencer's eyes suddenly widened.

Thanks to Fury's information blockade, people outside the Federal Bureau of Investigation did not know much about Dante.

For example, Spencer only knew that Dante had a Green Lantern, and this was because the Green Lantern was taken from Wesker's hands.

In his opinion, no matter how strong Dante was, could he be stronger than Doctor Doom, who was almost indistinguishable from a god?

But now it seemed…

He seemed to have really fished out a great white shark while slacking off.

And there was no shark net in front of him.

Spencer and Miranda were both starting to despair.

Miranda, due to the Mold Master's mutation, had lost her link to the Mold Master, so she naturally could not merge with the Mold Master and become the Black God like in the game.

And Mother Miranda in her normal state was not even as strong as Heisenberg.

But coincidences often happen at this very moment.

An unprecedentedly powerful pulsation emanated from the cocoon. This time, even the Agents and special Agents who were clearing Mold Beasts in the Hive felt it.

What followed was a complete eruption.

Spencer instantly showed a look of ecstasy.

"Hahaha! It succeeded! The God who descended into the Mold Master has finally awakened!"

After saying that, he did not even care about his frail body and manually wheeled his wheelchair to the observation window.

Then he crawled off the wheelchair and knelt on the ground with extreme reverence.

Dante frowned, conjuring a spherical prison of Rage Red Light to imprison Mother Miranda, before he approached Spencer.

"You actually think that what was born from that cocoon is a God?"

"If not a God, how could it possess such powerful energy!" Spencer's voice carried a hint of fanaticism. "He must have brought Apocalypse to me!"

Pursing his lips, Dante did not expect this old doctor who had studied viruses and science his entire life to become a fanatical believer within a week.

It seemed that facing the fear of nearing the end of life, even a rational scientist could be broken by fear.

At this moment, Dante actually started to feel a little pity for this old doctor.

You were so afraid of death.

If you had said so earlier, I would have kindly helped you find release.

With an indescribable, sharp insect cry.

The Violet Lantern Beast within the cocoon finally revealed its true form before Dante.

As expected, it was an energy creature entirely composed of Love Violet Light.

Its body was about ten meters long, and its wingspan was nearly forty meters. If it were any larger, this space would not be enough for it to spread its wings.

Spencer, with fanaticism and worship, humbly bowed his head, muttering:

"Oh, Violet God, please grant me eternal life and an immortal body."

Dante naturally would not pay attention to Spencer's crazy talk.

Besides, the Violet Lantern could not do such an outrageous feat as creation.

And why did this completely new and different Violet Lantern Beast look so familiar?

A name suddenly flashed through Dante's mind, and he slapped his head.

Damn it. This cute big head.

Isn't this Mothra?

(To be continued.)

Chapter 157: So Small?

"Screech!"

The Violet Lantern Beast… let's just call her Mothra.

She flapped her wings twice, then hovered in mid-air.

Dante was a bit speechless at her biological instincts.

As an energy being born from the Emotional Spectrum, she should naturally be able to go anywhere, including other dimensions.

But because she successfully formed a cocoon through the Mold Master, changing her original form, she still retained some instincts of a physical creature.

Of course, facing this situation, Dante was also numb.

The Lantern Beast forms in the comics are fixed, and besides their size, Ion Shark and Butcher by his side are no different from the original comics.

Even the new Orange Lantern Beast, the World Serpent Jörmungandr, conceived with Hela, is at least the same type of creature as the Serpent of Desire in the original work.

But now, this Violet Lantern Beast had transformed from a large fleshy worm into Mothra.

She flapped her huge wings, her countless compound eyes fixed on Spencer, who was kneeling before her.

"Screech!" Mothra let out another sharp shriek, and then, an entirely different mature female voice spread throughout the entire Hive. "Oswell Spencer, there is no love in your heart, or rather, you only love yourself… You are not worthy of my power."

Dante shivered all over.

That voice sounded like it was at least F-cup size.

After speaking, the two antennae on her large head extended and connected to Spencer's body.

Under the dazzling Love Violet Light, Spencer's already decrepit body actually began to grow muscles, but in an instant, it had already swelled to an extremely pathological state.

Every inch of the strangely swollen muscle was filled with Love Violet Light.

Finally, as Spencer let out a joyful and fervent laugh, he ultimately exploded into a mist of blood.

Mothra tilted her cute big head, her voice innocent yet cruelly indifferent.

"You see, even if I forcibly poured the power of love into your body, it was useless. Every single one of your cells could not contain love."

Dante watched Spencer, who had completely vanished from the world, without the slightest ripple in his heart.

This old bastard should have died a long time ago.

But he didn't expect that he would actually be burst open by Love Violet Light.

Can the energy of the Emotional Spectrum be used this way?

This was not even a materialized form.

However, what Mothra said was right. Spencer, this bioweapon dealer, saying he was devoid of emotion and love was putting it lightly.

He was truly inhumane.

Even with Mother Miranda, his teacher, their relationship was essentially based on shared interests, allowing them to remain respectful.

If Mother Miranda hadn't chosen to cooperate with him and come to Raccoon City together, Spencer would likely have found a way to eliminate his teacher.

The number of civilians who have died in Resident Evil incidents around the world over the years has definitely exceeded several million.

Most of these lives can be attributed to Spencer, that old bastard.

Fortunately, he was burst open by the Love Violet Light. Otherwise, this old bastard would have been a natural Black Lantern.

"Mothra, do you know who I am?"

Dante's feet left the ground, and he flew in front of Mothra.

"Mothra? Are you calling me?" Mothra tilted her big head, and Dante actually saw joy on the face of a large moth. "Dante Alighieri from Earth, I like that name."

Dante nodded. It seemed that as a mature Violet Lantern Beast, Mothra clearly possessed the ability to obtain information from other Emotional Spectrum energies.

"Good that you know."

Dante nodded, and immediately after, two Lantern Beasts, one red and one green, once again emerged from Dante's heart.

Then they grew with the wind.

They only stopped when they had both expanded to over one person's height.

Ion Shark and Butcher, after this period of nurturing and growth, had clearly begun to grow larger, and the time they could merge with Dante was also getting longer.

They just couldn't compare to a mature Lantern Beast like Mothra.

And their voices didn't seem to change with growth.

"Heh heh heh! It's finally my turn to appear!"

"Shut up! You lazy Shark! You're bothering Butcher's eyes!"

"I'll bother, I'll bother! You clamped Ox, how dare you talk about others?"

Dante's face was full of embarrassment.

I let you two out to intimidate this big purple moth.

Not to let you come out to act cute, then start an internal conflict.

"Ahem, you two, that's enough."

Dante reached out and smacked them on their heads respectively, and with their cries of pain, two large bumps, one red and one green, appeared on the heads of the two Lantern Beasts.

Mothra looked at the two Lantern Beasts curiously.

"You… are really small."

An innocent remark directly broke the defenses of Ion Shark and Butcher, who had become increasingly abstract under Dante's influence.

"Listen to that! What kind of talk is that! What do you mean small? I'm young and beautiful! Don't you understand growing up?"

"Exactly! Exactly! What's wrong with Butcher being small? Being small is also very cute! Don't believe me? Then ask Dante, ask him if I'm cute!"

Dante: "No, are you two sick?"

(To be continued.)