Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 118 Justice from Heaven
In the suburbs of Raccoon City, at the Umbrella Corporation's Hive Base, in Restaurant B, twelve men and women appeared out of thin air.

Nine men and three women, all wearing standard black tights.

The appearance of three of them was very obvious: Zheng Zha, Chu Xuan, and Ming Yanwei.

However, compared to the original Zheng Zha, Chu Xuan, and Ming Yanwei, the clone Zheng Zha has centipede-like scars on his face, the clone Ming Yanwei's breasts have shrunk a lot, and only Chu Xuan has no changes.

The clone Zheng Zha instructed the two psychics in the team, "Tom, Amyia, scan the location of the Zhongzhou team."

A young white man and a woman with curly blonde hair held hands, closed their eyes, connected their mental powers, and scanned the city outside the protective shield.

Tom murmured, "This city is so huge, 600 kilometers in diameter. It's like a joke... I saw the captain's true body, so far away! 500 kilometers away on the other side, are they so weak? The Lord God actually arranged us so far away. And Chu Xuan's true body is also far away, but not in the same place as the captain's true body. There are nearly 100 kilometers between them..."

Hearing this, before Tom could finish his words, the clone Chu Xuan's pupils shrank and he immediately said, "Use mental shielding!"

Tom and Amyia were at a loss and instinctively did what the clone Chu Xuan told them to do. The two of them concentrated their mental power and formed a mental shielding area with a diameter of 10 kilometers.

The clone Zhao Zhuikong asked with great interest, "What's up? Chu Xuan, what did you analyze?"

The clone Chu Xuan said calmly, "The distance is too great. If the Zhongzhou team wants to escape, we won't be able to catch up. The Lord God can't have arranged this just because the Zhongzhou team is weak. Otherwise, there would be no need to arrange a team battle between us and the Zhongzhou team. There is only one possibility. The Zhongzhou team had already set up a sure kill before we entered. The Lord God placed us in an underground hive 500 kilometers away to protect us."

Everyone looked puzzled. Although they found Chu Xuan's analysis unbelievable, Chu Xuan had not made any mistakes so far.

Tom speculated: "Could it be the real Chu Xuan, who borrowed the power of the Umbrella Company?"

Chu Xuan nodded.

There are more forces that can be borrowed in this world than just the Umbrella Corporation, but during the horror movie plot, other forces are out of reach.

However, it is difficult to say how the force is borrowed.

The clone Zheng Zha said calmly, "Go on... No, use the mind chain directly to connect what you see to everyone's consciousness. Chu Xuan, you analyze their abilities."

Tom hesitated for a moment, then used the mind chain to project the people he saw into the consciousness of other people.

"Wenlie!"

The next moment, several terrifying murderous auras rose up, and invisible shock waves spread in all directions, knocking the surrounding freezers to the ground, and the ground was cracked into cracks.

Nearly half of the Demon Team had distorted faces, and the expressions of several others were also a little strange.

Zhao Zhuikong's smile widened, and he said with interest, "Is that Wen Lie? I didn't expect he's still alive. It seems the Zhongzhou team members are all very good-tempered."

The clone Zheng Zha said coldly, "Be calm. He's just a strange enemy. You need to be murderous towards him, but you don't need to mess with your mind before the battle."

The murderous aura faded after a few minutes. The clone Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses and muttered, "As for the members, there are 18 in total. Judging from their demeanor, two are newcomers, two are semi-newcomers, one is incapable of combat, one has a mental disability, and one has psychic powers. The young man with dyed hair is named Cheng Xiao. He has natural internal strength and is far superior to soldiers with first-level gene locks in close combat. This is all I can analyze. The distance is too far, and Tom can only scan their consciousnesses. Is there anyone you know?"

Zhao Zhuikong laughed: "There is a lovely child, that is my dear sister, please hand her over to me when the time comes."

The clone Ming Yanwei smiled coldly: "That baby-faced man is my ex-boyfriend. He is good at archery. I will deal with him."

The clone Chu Xuan nodded calmly, but his brows furrowed slightly.

This time, although they entered the game as a strong team, the situation they faced was not easy to deal with.

The clone Zheng Zha said coldly, "Thank you for your hard work, Chu Xuan. This time, our mission is to leave the city from the checkpoint. It's a simple task, but I don't think anyone intends to simply complete it."

Everyone nodded.

If we don’t kill the enemy reincarnations, it can’t be called a team battle.

More importantly, Wen Lie must die!
The clone Zheng Zha calmly arranged the tasks: "Chu Xuan, take Frodo, Abdu, Francois, and Emilia to kill your original self and the six members of the Zhongzhou team. Dechai, Nochad, Jin Shengxian, Tom, Zhao Zhuikong, Ming Yanwei, you will come with me to meet the main force of the Zhongzhou team."

The white woman named Frodo had red eyes and a blush on her pretty cheeks. She said in a sweet voice, "I want to act with the captain." "Me too."

The Nordic burly man named Francois spoke in a low voice, and his gray eyes looked at the clone Zheng Zha, revealing a strong will.

The middle-aged black man named Abdu hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Since the Central Continental team is so powerful, why not concentrate our forces and defeat them one by one?"

A bitter smile appeared on Emilia's face.

The clone Zheng Zha glanced coldly at those who expressed dissenting opinions.

"Complete your mission first. I don't want to be affected by changes from other aspects during the battle."

A cold aura enveloped everyone, and the powerful sense of oppression made the opponents lose the ability to speak.

Restaurant B fell silent. Everyone stayed where they were, staring at the replica of Zheng Zha in awe.

The clone Chu Xuan calmly placed his palm on the protective shield until it disappeared. Then he spoke: "The plot begins..."

Before he finished speaking, the face of the clone Zheng Zha changed drastically. At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

The sense of crisis was so strong, as if he was pressed on the guillotine and the sharp machete was about to fall.

The clone Zheng Zha subconsciously looked up, and golden lightning streaked across the night sky and appeared before his eyes.

The ceilings and floors of those dozens of honeycombs instantly opened up holes with a radius of one meter, leading from the ground to the underground.

However, the eyes of the clone Zheng Zha could not see the night scene of the city through the big round hole.

His vision was occupied by a golden flash. The sacred and majestic light was like the rod of God, falling towards him with a pressure heavier than a mountain.

In an instant, a huge black flame sword appeared in the hand of the clone Zheng Zha. The burning sword was raised upwards to prevent the arrival of the Staff of God.

"boom!"

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it stirred up a violent storm. Shock waves like missile explosions rushed in all directions, and the overwhelming wind blew away several members of the Demon Team.

The clone of Zheng Zha had no energy to care about his teammates. He used all his spiritual light to output the density of the black flame sword even higher than diamond.

Within 0.001 seconds, he finally saw the golden flash clearly.

A spear that was somewhat similar to the Spear of Judgment landed on the blade of the Black Flame Greatsword. The force of the drop from the sky was very strong, but not strong enough. It was nothing more than a full-strength throw at the level of a fourth-level beginner.

However, the clone Zheng Zha felt pressure even stronger than when he was fighting against the four strongest men.

The golden spear emitted a sacred light. Faintly, he seemed to hear sincere prayers and pious hymns. The wishes of countless people were driving the spear in front of him.

Tyranny! Compassion! Killing intent! Anger! Hatred! Repulsion!
Go to hell, you devil! Go back to hell, you devil! Get out of this world!

You are evil! Behead now!

You are a demon! You must be killed!

Too heavy! Too heavy!

The will and power carried by the spear are beyond imagination!

The blood energy in the brain could no longer move, and the light of the mind also became dull. A golden hole appeared on the blade of the Black Flame Giant Sword. In just 0.01 seconds, the Spear of Judgment that fell from the sky pierced through the Black Flame Giant Sword and stabbed into the body of the clone Zheng Zha.

(End of this chapter)