Chapter 234 Wesker VS Hell Monster

In the command room of the European Umbrella Company, the situation on the battlefield remains tense, with the coalition forces and the Umbrella Company's defense forces engaging in fierce battles in all directions.

Suddenly, a strange atmosphere spread, and people on the battlefield felt a chill. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the air was filled with a strong sense of oppression. A black beam of light fell from the sky and shot directly to the ground. As the black beam of light disappeared, a tall figure appeared inside the umbrella.

She was wearing a black nun's uniform, with a cold and sinister smile on her face and a vicious light flashing in her eyes. She was one of the 72 Pillars of Solomon - Astaroth.

"Oh, what a show." Astaroth sneered, with a hint of gloom in his voice.

Wesker stood in the command center of the Umbrella Corporation, observing everything through the holographic projection. His eyes were cold and sharp, without the slightest wavering. He knew that the appearance of Astaroth meant a greater threat, but he was not afraid.

"It seems that our enemies are increasing in number." Wesker said coldly, and then gave an order, "All troops are ready to fight. We cannot let them break through our defense line."

Just as Wesker was about to step forward to fight, a priest in a white clergy robe appeared in front of him. The priest had a pious smile on his face, but his eyes flashed with coldness and cunningness.

"Mr. Wesker, your actions end here." The priest said slowly, with irresistible majesty in his tone.

Wesker frowned and looked at the priest coldly: "Who are you? What is your purpose for showing up at this time?"

The priest smiled slightly, raised his head, and his eyes flashed with fanaticism: "I am a priest of the Holy See, but my faith is not the sacred doctrine, but Mephisto. I am in a group with Lord Astaroth, one of the 72 Pillars of the Great Solomon, and our goal is to destroy the Umbrella Corporation."

"Let the true God come!"

A cold light flashed in Wesker's eyes: "Your beliefs have nothing to do with me, but if you hinder my actions, you are my enemy."

Astaroth walked slowly towards Wesker with a sinister smile on his face: "Wesker, it seems that you already know our plan, but this does not change anything. Today, your Umbrella Corporation will be destroyed."

"Your souls and your blood will be the medium for my true coming."

Wesker looked at her coldly, not flinching: "Umbrella Corporation will not be defeated. Your plan is doomed to fail."

The priest stood beside Astaroth, and the smile on his face became even colder: "Mr. Wesker, I admire your confidence, but in the face of absolute power, everything is in vain."

Wesker took a deep breath, his eyes firm: "In that case, let me personally put an end to your ambitions."

He slowly stepped forward, ready to fight Astaroth and the priest. The air was filled with tension, and the battle was about to begin.

"Let's get started." Wesker said coldly, with a fearless light in his eyes.

During the confrontation, a strong aura suddenly spread. An indescribable sense of oppression seemed to gather in the air, and everyone felt this powerful presence. Dark clouds gathered in the sky again, and a flash of lightning flashed across, illuminating the entire battlefield.

A tall figure slowly descended, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes were cold and determined, and he carried a huge sword behind him, exuding a strong deterrent. He was Sephiroth, the strongest fighter of the Umbrella Corporation.

When Astaroth saw Sephiroth appear, a hint of fanaticism and evil desire flashed in her eyes. She felt Sephiroth's exquisite and unique soul, which she had never seen before, and she was extremely eager for it.

Sephiroth's soul was like a flawless crystal, emitting a pure and cold light. Every aspect of it exuded the ultimate perfection and coldness, as if it were a work of art that had been tempered a thousand times. In that light, Astaroth could see the memories of countless battles and firm determination, which intertwined to form a powerful and unshakable existence.

Sephiroth's soul is not only pure and cold, it also carries an innate majesty and nobility. It is the crystallization of strength and wisdom tempered by countless life-and-death battles. Every tempering, every victory, adds a unique brilliance to his soul.

Astaroth was deeply attracted to this kind of soul. She could feel the huge energy and endless potential contained in it. Deep in the soul, there seemed to be an indescribable power surging, with a trembling deterrent force. This kind of soul is not only tough, but also has a mysterious and elusive quality that makes people fascinated.

"Oh, what a special soul." Astaroth licked her lips, her eyes flashing with evil desire. She had never seen such an exquisite and unique soul before, and every ray of brilliance of that soul was attracting her, making her want to take it for herself.

Sephiroth's soul not only attracted her eyes, but also aroused the most primitive desire in her heart. She longed to conquer him, longed to tear apart that delicate and unique soul, and then devour the endless power contained in it.

"Sephiroth, you really excite me." Astaroth said with an evil smile, his voice filled with uncontrollable enthusiasm.

Sephiroth looked at Astaroth coldly, with a flash of contempt in his eyes. He felt the other's evil and desire.

"You exist only to satisfy your own desires. Such a power is destined to be destroyed." Sephiroth responded coldly, with unparalleled firmness and determination flashing in his eyes.

"You are right, my desire is endless, and your soul will become my prey." Astaroth said with an evil smile.

Their eyes met, and there was tension in the air.

Astaroth smiled evilly: "This place is too small to display our full strength. Sephiroth, how about we change places?"

Sephiroth nodded coldly: "As you wish."

Astaroth and Sephiroth disappeared from the battlefield and moved to a wider location, where their battle would unfold. At the headquarters of the Umbrella Corporation, the duel between Wesker and the priest was about to begin.

Wesker looked at the priest in front of him coldly, his eyes flashing with endless coldness and murderous intent. The priest still had that pious and cunning smile on his face, and in his hand he held an ancient cross that emitted a dark red light.

"Mr. Wesker, your actions have violated God's will, and you must pay the price for it." The priest whispered with great majesty in his tone.

Wesker sneered, his eyes full of contempt: "Your God has nothing to do with you. There is no will of God here, only the will of the strong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wesker's body suddenly accelerated and instantly appeared in front of the priest. His fist hit the priest's chest with unparalleled force. The priest quickly raised the cross.

boom!

He blocked Wesker's attack, but the powerful impact still made him take a few steps back.

"Your power is indeed great, but it cannot shake my faith." The priest said calmly, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.

Wesker's body began to change, his muscles expanded rapidly, and his skin became as hard as steel. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he exuded a strong pressure.

"You seem very confident, but my strength is far beyond your imagination." Wesker said coldly, his body accelerated again, and quickly launched a fierce attack on the priest.

The priest waved the cross in his hand, and a dark red light suddenly burst out, forming a powerful energy wave. The energy wave hit Wesker directly, trying to suppress his attack. But Wesker's body recovered in an instant, and his regeneration ability made him almost invincible.

Wesker sneered, and swung his hands suddenly with incredible force, hitting the priest directly.

The priest reacted quickly, and the cross in his hand emitted a dazzling light, forming a powerful barrier. The barrier blocked Wesker's attack, but the powerful impact still made him feel a shock. The priest gritted his teeth, held the cross tightly with both hands, and tried to suppress Wesker with the power of his faith.

"Do you think you can stop me like this?" Wesker sneered, leaped up suddenly, and punched the priest's barrier with penetrating destructive force. The barrier gradually collapsed under his attack, and the priest felt tremendous pressure.

The priest looked at Wesker calmly, with a flash of determination in his eyes. He raised the cross, muttered something, and the dark red light burst out again, forming a powerful energy wave. The energy wave hit Wesker directly, trying to repel him.

Wesker's body retreated a few steps under the impact of the energy fluctuations, but he quickly recovered, with a flash of anger in his eyes. His body changed again, his muscles swelled even more, and his strength became even more terrifying.

The priest felt Wesker's power and anger, and he knew he had to take more extreme measures. With a gleam of determination in his eyes, the priest raised the ancient cross and began to recite an ancient and incomprehensible sacrificial language.

"I offer my flesh and blood to the Supreme Lord of Hell, and I wish my soul to turn into the endless abyss. I use my faith as a candle to ignite the fire of Hell. The ancient constraints reappear tonight. Lord of Hell, grant me endless power. I use this body to carry the power of Hell, and I use this heart to merge into the endless abyss. Lord of Hell, I offer the most pious sacrifice."

As these bitter and difficult to read words of sacrifice were uttered, the priest's body began to undergo drastic changes. Dark red light continued to pour out of his body, as if to devour him completely.

The dark red light became stronger and stronger, and the priest's body was gradually enveloped by the power of darkness. His skin began to crack, revealing hot lava-like muscles, and his eyes flashed with demonic light. His body continued to expand, and eventually turned into a terrifying monster from hell.

This hell monster was over three meters tall, with muscles as hard as steel, and its skin had a deep red texture, like hot lava. Its eyes were like burning flames, and its mouth was filled with sharp fangs. Its hands had turned into huge claws, and each nail was flashing with the light of death.

"You will witness the true power of hell." The hell monster growled, with endless threats and ferocity in his voice.

Wesker looked coldly at the hell monster in front of him, his eyes still flashing with coldness and murderous intent. He knew that the opponent's strength had reached a new height, but he was not afraid. On the contrary, the cells in his body began to boil and collide, and his desire to fight was completely aroused.

"It seems that you are willing to pay any price for your beliefs." Wesker said with a sneer, his body accelerated again, and instantly appeared in front of the monster from hell.

The Hell Monster swung its huge claws and hit Wesker with great force. Wesker quickly dodged and punched the Hell Monster in the chest with a backhand punch. The huge impact made the Hell Monster take a step back, but its body quickly recovered as if it had not suffered any damage.

The Hell Monster roared and pounced on Wesker, its claws striking at him like lightning. Wesker's body was as flexible as a cheetah, and every dodge was extremely accurate. His fists, with destructive force, kept hitting the Hell Monster.

The hell monster suddenly stopped the close combat, and its hands began to flash dark red light. It roared, and swung its hands suddenly, and two powerful energy waves hit Wesker directly. Wesker quickly launched a defense, but the powerful energy wave still made him feel a shock.

Boom...boom...

Wesker was smashed right through the building.

"Your power is indeed strong, but that's all." Wesker stood up coldly and said, with endless fighting spirit flashing in his eyes. His body began to surge and creak, and then he jumped suddenly.

call out!

The two fists, with incredible force, struck the hell monster's chest directly.

The hell monster growled and tried to block Wesker's attack with its claws, but the powerful impact directly knocked it several meters away and it fell heavily to the ground. Its body was shaking constantly, and hot lava was overflowing from the corners of its mouth. It had lost its ability to fight.

Wesker slowly walked towards the hell monster, his eyes filled with endless coldness. His body gradually returned to normal but made crackling sounds, but that powerful aura still existed.

"Your faith is meaningless in the face of absolute power." Wesker said coldly, with an icy light flashing in his eyes.

The hell monster gasped in pain, but it still maintained a firm look: "You...you can't understand the true power."

Wesker sneered and looked down at the hell monster on the ground: "Maybe, but I know that your plan today is doomed to fail."