"Mr. Simmons, we have injected the newly developed C Virus into Lex Luthor's body and informed him of Superman's coordinates."
"Hmm, well done. Keep monitoring the entire process. I need to see just how powerful Superman can be…"
After Derek C. Simmons dismissed his subordinates, he looked alone at the various documents in his hand.
A strange fanaticism flashed in his eyes.
"If Superman is truly that powerful… then the best way is to hold his parents in my hands."
"Oh, right, and his two brothers, those two comical Jokers."
"Under the glory of God, America, this promised land, will be great again!"
"What World Federation? The world should fall at My Lord's feet!"
Half of the documents in his hand belonged to Superman.
The other half belonged to…
Ada.
Simmons looked at Ada's recent photo, caressing the person in the picture with infatuation.
"To meet you, I secretly funded those bio-terrorist organizations, letting them experiment on those commoners."
"To meet you, I put down the dignity of the 'family' leader and contacted the Federal Bureau of Investigation."
"Ada, Ada."
"When can I truly possess you?"
At this point, Simmons slammed his hand heavily on the table.
"Damn Dante!"
"Why can you get so close to Ada! Why did she unhesitatingly stand by your side as soon as you arrived!?"
"Isn't he just a super-powered individual with strange abilities?"
"Once I control Superman, the first ones I'll deal with are you, Dante, and the Federal Bureau of Investigation!"
Thinking of this, Simmons trembled with excitement.
The smile at the corner of his mouth grew increasingly cruel and insane.
The old man whom Simmons called "God" was sitting beside him at this moment.
However, Simmons seemed not to see him at all, only indulging in his own madness.
Of course, the old man didn't care about his actions, merely elegantly cutting his steak.
After finishing, he put down his knife and fork.
He reached out and picked up the scattered documents on the table, flipping through them.
"Hmm, Superman? A marvelous species, probably unique to this Universe, right?"
"As for this woman, is her charm that great? She's almost making this madman sick with longing."
"Alas, this new Universe is good in every way, except that the Universe barrier is too thick, and its composition is too complex."
"Before my power is fully restored, I guess I'll just stay by this madman's side."
"At least their family's red wine is truly high-grade."
"Tsk, truly corrupt."
After speaking, he and the steak vanished from the spot.
Only Simmons remained, laughing hysterically.
…
"No way, Big Guy, is there something wrong with my eyes?" Dante rubbed his big, bright eyes. "Is that guy flying over there Lex Luthor?"
"Unfortunately, it is indeed Lex Luthor." Clark confirmed the other party's identity. "And he's coming for me."
After speaking, he stood in front of the barn door, blocking everyone.
Dante, meanwhile, stood beside Clark, arms crossed.
No, he didn't quite understand.
Wasn't Lex Luthor locked up?
When was he released?
Why did no one notify him?
However, these matters could be discussed later.
Because Lex Luthor's condition… didn't look quite right.
"No way, Big Guy, that guy in the sky looks like he's been injected with dozens of doses of adrenaline!" Teddy pointed his chubby little hand at mid-air. "I've definitely seen this state before, the last little punk who wanted to sell me strong stuff looked exactly like this! He eventually died of an overdose… F*ck! Didn't even think of it until now! He owed me two pounds of weed before he died!"
Everyone automatically filtered out Teddy's complaints.
"But Teddy is right about one thing."
"Lex Luthor… definitely took drugs."
Dante shook his head. Lex Luthor's skin was tending toward grayish white, and his blood vessels wriggled under his skin like earthworms.
And in the orange light, the edges of his irises had turned blood-red.
Rather than saying he took drugs…
It was more like he was infected with a bio-virus.
"Superman, you are mine."
"Lois Lane, you are also mine."
"Everything about you belongs to me!"
Lex Luthor repeated in mid-air, over and over again.
Teddy was annoyed by his chanting and immediately retorted:
"You're like a virgin waiting for a call girl in a hotel, mumbling a bunch of ethereal words to ease your tension!"
"So stop dreaming! Clark and Lois are doing great! They won't be acting in 'The Winter' with you!"
Under Teddy's sarcastic remarks, the absurdly strong orange light on Lex Luthor's body grew even more dazzling.
With a roar from Lex Luthor.
He directly split open.
Yes.
Lex Luthor f*cking split open.
He split open in the physical sense.
The more than a dozen pieces of Lex Luthor were connected by a dark, strange substance in the middle, and then…
They expanded wildly like a compressed towel dropped in water.
"F*ck!"
Dante finally couldn't help but curse out loud.
It was Resident Evil's unique disregard for energy conservation, unlimited expansion and transformation.
Lex Luthor at most weighed around 170 to 180 pounds, but ever since he split open, the gushing black flesh had piled up into a giant humanoid creature over twenty meters tall.
And its appearance also became more refined.
On its enlarged body, layers of thick feathers quickly grew.
Then with a pop, one head split into two.
And the head that originally still showed Lex Luthor's facial features turned into two white-headed eagle heads with pointed beaks.
The orange glow spoke of his greed.
His blood-red eyes revealed his sin.
Finally, his back churned, and a pair of huge gray wings burst forth.
Dante could now confirm that, judging by the speed and form of this transformation, it was the C Virus.
However, C Virus transformations were supposed to be very distorted and abstract, right?
But Lex Luthor's transformed appearance before them… was a bit too regular.
"No way? Why does this Big Guy look so familiar to me?"
Dante heard the voice and turned his head sharply.
It was Lucifer speaking.
"What? Is this someone you know?"
"Mammon, one of the Seven Deadly Sins demons."
Lucifer shrugged and smiled.
"When I was an angel in Heaven, I was a greedy one who accepted bribes."
"After being investigated by Heaven, I became a fallen angel and joined Hell."
"I became the demon representing greed."
Dante said, embarrassed:
"Investigated?"
"When you use that word, it immediately goes from a war between gods and demons to an anti-corruption storm."
(To be continued.)