A dense swarm of insects swarmed outside, and the survivors were extremely nervous.
Young Alex anxiously grasped the wall when suddenly a spider, the size of a child's fist and covered in black hair, landed on the back of his hand and then crawled up his arm toward his chest.
Chris Redfield moved swiftly, piercing the spider through his sleeve with a dagger.
"Be careful!" he said before quickly assisting another survivor.
Chaos, absolute chaos!
The ground was covered in hard-shelled insects. Countless scorpions and centipedes crawled out of a nearby cave. The ceiling was covered in colorful spiders, and a dark cloud of flying insects swept across the sky.
Victoria Hand was quite brave. She raised her flamethrower and pulled the trigger at the swarm.
The agents had already made arrangements: some rescued the survivors, while others followed suit to kill the insects.
Bella, as planned, began to "seduce" Death.
She stood calmly beside the pre-arranged chairs.
One second, two seconds, three seconds. When the count reached thirteen, a massive beetle knocked over a chair.
The chair tilted sideways, overturning the table, which then crashed to the ground, sending a dagger, which the agent had overlooked, flying. With a swish, the dagger pierced Bella's neck.
This minor inconvenience was no longer a concern for her. The angle of the dagger and her position were calculated in advance. Lowering her center of gravity, she shifted sideways, and the dagger flew past her shoulder.
The dagger, guided by the laws of physics, didn't turn, nor did it fly directly for kilometers. It flew a leisurely twenty meters, stabbing several flies before dropping to the ground with a clang. "
Did it work?" Victoria Hand asked anxiously.
Bella looked around, closing her eyes for a moment, and realized that the Grim Reaper's attention hadn't changed much.
"No! Wait, I'll try again!"
She once again stood in front of the trap, trying to seduce the Grim Reaper.
At that moment, a swarm of flying insects swarmed into the makeshift camp, their sharp jaws wide open, eager to suck the blood of every living being.
The agents, following their planned plan, protected the survivors within a perimeter, using flamethrowers on the outer perimeter to kill the insects.
However, the swarm's attack left holes everywhere.
The survivors could only wrap themselves in blankets, clothing, and other items.
Faced with the overwhelming onslaught of insects, their nerves completely collapsed. More than a dozen female survivors could only scream, each one shriller than the last, so loud that even Bella was affected. The male survivors' faces were visibly grim. Not only them, but even several female agents seemed to be struggling, seemingly holding on.
"Come and kill me!"
"Come and kill me if you dare!"
Bella continued to mentally suggest, actively blocking out external interference, and finally, once again, she provoked the Grim Reaper's murderous intent.
This time the murderous intention was not something they had planned in advance, but an agent acted impulsively and threw a grenade at the flying insects. The grenade then made a few twists and turns and landed at Bella's feet.
She was still staring at a rope two meters away, the sudden premonition of death nearly making her jump.
In a flash, she spotted a grenade quietly approaching her feet. She didn't care about concealing her strength anymore, snatched it up, and threw it at the swarm.
With a loud boom, a large area was cleared, and the next moment, more swarms filled the previous formation.
The grenade came from the agent, and was thrown by Bella. The swarm split into two waves and attacked them fiercely.
Faced with the overwhelming swarm of swarms, Bella was a little nervous. She was forced to enter the agent's protective circle for protection, while using invisibility, muttering "You can't see me!" "You can't see me" to try to reduce her presence.
The agent who had thrown the grenade was no match for him. A bristly spider crawled from his neck down his chin into his mouth, while other insects like centipedes and scorpions burrowed into his ears, nostrils, and other organs. In less than ten seconds, the agent's face was black and blue, and he was dead.
For the Indian Curse, one of the two murderers was dead, and the other seemed to be nowhere to be found.
It sent another large group of flying insects into the sky, as if performing a show, gnawing furiously at a certain spot in the sky. It had discovered that there was another culprit hiding there!
The continuous interruptions infuriated the Death God. He needed to create coincidences to deal with humans, but with his special abilities, he could crush these scumbag flying insects.
Any insect that approached him couldn't last a second before silently perishing. The Indian Curse was undaunted. A thousand dead, then two thousand. Two thousand dead, then three thousand.
The Swarm Curse saw the Grim Reaper as an invader, a "white man." The more you kill my bugs, the more I'll kill you. Thus, they launched a desperate charge against the Grim Reaper.
The Grim Reaper, unwilling to be outdone, instantly succumbed to any bugs that entered their range. Neither side yielded, and the two sides quickly engaged in a stalemate.
"Success!"
Bella practically leaped with excitement. Her plan was sound; it had worked in two attempts!
Fight! Fight to the bitter end!
Humans battled the bugs, the bugs battled the Grim Reaper. The Grim Reaper occasionally focused on the survivors, but his pattern was too rigid, and the endless numbers of bugs quickly caught his eye. These half-magical, half-material bugs, powered by an Indian chief's curse, some had lived for over two hundred years, possessing inherent immortality.
Now noticed by the Grim Reaper, the two sides immediately engaged in a stalemate.
"I can't take it anymore! I want to go home!"
"Oh my God! Oh my God!"
"Run! Please, I can't hold on any longer!"
"Stop! Stop right there! If you leave now, you'll just die!" Bella pulled back several survivors who were about to run.
She actually felt sympathy for the survivors. They were so confused, they had no idea who they were fighting or how they were fighting. It was a great achievement that they had managed to hold on until now.
The survivors were almost in a state of hysteria. They wanted to run, the farther the better, but both Bella and Victoria Hand opposed evacuating now. They wanted to wait for the Grim Reaper and the Indian Curse to decide the outcome before making any further arrangements.
"Shut up! Anyone who dares to yell again, I'll kill him!" Victoria Hand fired repeatedly at the survivors' heads, forcibly suppressing their panic.
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