I'm Not a Tailed Beast

Mu Ziyu decided to use Svetlana to create another subordinate of the Demon God, just like Lucifer.

And before that, he needed a part of Svetlana's soul to ensure that she would never be betrayed.

"Closer, get ready to meet the magic energy."

Mu Ziyu put his claws on the top of Svetlana's head and took part of her soul.

In the next second, the magical energy like a tide started from the top of Svetlana's head and poured into all parts of her body continuously.

"what--"

There was a tearing pain all over his body, but the evolution also began.

The horn of the succubus grew a little longer, symbolizing that the wings of the devil also grew out.

But Svetlana's longing for the light was always the same. After a short period of severe pain, she gritted her teeth and persisted.

……

Madaramono sat on the tallest building and continued to simulate the battle in his mind.

In the distance, a helicopter is slowly flying towards the city.

Madara opened his eyes immediately.

"Another demon?"

The fight just now wasn't enjoyable at all. Looking down, Mu Ziyu seemed to be 'playing' with that succubus.

Madara decided to meet the demon first, as long as he didn't kill him anyway.

Facing the direction of the helicopter, Madara quickly jumped forward without taking cover, and just stood in the direction of the helicopter.

"Ok?"

Wesker on the plane originally came after Ida Wang and Svetlana.

But a bad guy suddenly appeared in front of him.

The tyrannical devil factor had already extinguished his reason, and Wesker jumped off the helicopter with a grinning grin.

boom--

A deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters was directly smashed out.

Looking at each other, neither of them opened their mouths to speak, but jumped up at the same time and rushed directly to each other.

Like the enemy of life and death.

Wesker's purple demon hand inflated quickly like a balloon, and punched Madara with a punch.

Not to mention human beings, even zombies can only be broken into pieces under his punch.

On the other hand, Madara is just a fist the size of an ordinary person.

"Die!"

Wesker growled.

He had already imagined that Madara couldn't bear it and died suddenly on the spot.

But the moment the two fists collided, the two bodies flew upside down at the same time.

"Interesting, looks like you can dance."

Madara took a dozen steps back, stabilized his body in mid-air and fell.

He still uses normal human powers, no chakra at all.

His whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"Are you from another world?"

Wesker seemed to be talking to himself.

He is not an arrogant fool, facing people from different worlds, he has no confidence at all.

The body swelled up quickly, and within a few seconds, the huge body of five or six meters tore through the clothes.

"I still need to find someone, so I can't delay here for too long."

Before he finished speaking, Wesker opened his mouth wide open, and sprayed a mouthful of foul-smelling gas directly towards Madara.

Without changing the color of the freckled face, he raised his fists and waved them around his body, drawing a circle.

Then he pushed in Wesker's direction again.

The gas was rushed back to Wesker just as it had encountered an air wall.

There was a rustling sound of corrosion, and even Wesker's indestructible demon body festered in many places under the corrosion of this gas.

He had never seen such an attack method, he frowned and took two steps back.

If Mu Ziyu sees it, he will definitely praise that he is self-taught without a teacher and has started playing Tai Chi.

"What's your purpose?"

Wesker asked cautiously.

When the two met, they started fighting without hesitation, and only after finding out that the other party was stubborn, did they think of verbal communication.

I have to say, this picture is really funny.

"beat you."

Madara breathed a sigh of relief, his mind was unprecedentedly clear, the move just now was his temporary instinctive reaction to the battle situation.

I didn't expect it to be effective.

But this sentence completely angered Wesker.

"You dare to despise me?"

Wesker pulled out a street lamp casually, and slammed it heavily towards Madara.

The impactful street lamp landed a few centimeters in front of Madara.

"Big eyes make you blind? Where are you going?"

Madara's body moved, stepping on the street lamp, with a nimble figure, quickly came to Wesker's shoulder, and kicked sideways.

It hit Wesker hard in the face.

The purple blood mixed with the flesh exploded on the spot, but it wasn't enough to kill Wesker.

It didn't even make him stop.

Wesker grabbed Madara's body as if he had succeeded, and said with a sinister smile.

"Catch you, let me die!"

In a five-story building, a woman who has been half-eroded, but still maintains half of her body is human, quietly watching all this.

The devil's right hand twitched from time to time, as well as the determined expression on her face, gave this woman an inexplicable aura.

This is the man Wesker and Svetlana are desperately looking for, Ida Wang.

Chapter 250 The Second Temple Succubus! (return thick face to ask for votes)

King Ada fled all the way, hiding in Tibet, and finally chose to come to the place where it all started.

Raccoon City.

She hopes to find a solution to her demonization.

Either revert to a human, or completely become a demon.

Rather than the current look of being neither human nor ghost.

But everywhere.

There are no clues or solutions.

The world has undergone earth-shaking changes. In some places, the sea has changed, and the degree of change is beyond expectation.

Some places seem to be abandoned by time, still stuck in the past.

And now, she finally found a clue.

That Asian-looking man with a weird haircut can match up to Wesker just by virtue of his physical body.

Perhaps, he has some kind of incredible power.

King Ada bided his time.

She is a smart woman who knows when to join the fray to maximize her own interests.

Moreover, she also needs to further analyze the strength levels of the two people in front of her.

Madara, who was caught by Wesker, did not beg for mercy as Wesker expected.

Not even his expression changed.

It's still the same plain look.

In Wesker's eyes, this is still looking down on his own performance.

This made him flash past images in his mind.

The fledgling Wesker is in high spirits.

At that time, having obtained a degree in bioengineering, I wanted to show off my talents in the field of research.

But suddenly discovered that talent is innate.

His brain power, comprehension, and even learning ability are far inferior to William's under the same teacher.

No matter how hard he tried, he was always overwhelmed.

A strong sense of inferiority will make people close their hearts.

And the suppressed emotions have nowhere to release.

The accumulation has led to Wesker's extreme conceit and anti-human tendency.