SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 126 - 126 126 Terrifying and Deadly Attack_1

Chapter 126: Chapter 126 Terrifying and Deadly Attack_1 Chapter 126: Chapter 126 Terrifying and Deadly Attack_1 Right outside the window?

Colin’s heart “thudded,” and then out of the corner of his eye, he saw numerous pink marks next to the classroom window that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, looking just like cherry blossoms pasted outside…

However, when he came to his senses, he abruptly realized that these were definitely not cherry blossoms.

They were dense clusters of crimson handprints…

These blood handprints rapidly formed on the window, growing ever more vivid, as if still oozing.

Bang, bang, bang!!!

The window suddenly trembled, the pounding sound like raindrops, and he could faintly hear the screams and howls of countless people in his ears.

“Help, let me out, let us out!!!”

“SOS!”

“Help me!!!”

“Save me!!!”

“help!!”

“….”

A surge of cries and screams from different people burst in his ears like a tsunami, causing Colin’s head to throb intensely, his eyes bloodshot and veined.

At that moment, with a crack, the classroom window glass suddenly developed fissures…

Crimson light flooded the classroom in an instant.

“Ah…”

Colin couldn’t help but groan in pain, covering his forehead with his hand.

He felt the world before him turn blood-red, with thick blood flowing everywhere, merging into pools of blood where countless figures struggled and thrashed.

And near him, pale arms emerged from the blood pools, grasping at his body, as if trying to drag him into the pools with them…

Or rather, like a drowning person clutching at the last straw, hoping to grasp him and rise out of the blood lake.

Each hand possessed immense strength; merely being grasped by them, Colin felt immobilized, unable to do anything but watch helplessly as his body was dragged into the pools of blood, becoming the “straw” for these “drowned.”

Even under this sudden assault, he had no chance to use “Time Stasis”!

“Damn it, what the hell is this…”

Colin felt his thoughts grow increasingly faint, unable to move at all.

Just then, he suddenly felt the presence of “Beast Transformation Syndrome” swelling and then contracting back within his body.

Immediately after, a powerful hunger emanated from his stomach…

“Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle~” The rumbling from his belly vibrated, causing the blood-colored, pale arms to stiffen momentarily.

This sudden development startled Colin.

Because he had not at all attempted to trigger the presence of “Beast Transformation Syndrome” just now!

And this power didn’t seem like “Beast Transformation Syndrome”…

But rather like “Hunger”!

“Fuck! When did this thing get inside me!”

Colin was shocked again.

But before he could think further, the rumbling of his belly, almost like a monk chanting in a temple, a thin, ethereal sound, made mouths without teeth grow on the palms of the surrounding pale hands…

Then, as if infected by the intense “Hunger,” they began to bite at the other arms frenetically, devouring each other in a bizarre spectacle.

At the same time, Colin’s ears were filled with what seemed like a monk’s whisper, and he vaguely saw a terrifying Buddha statue sitting in a hall…

“Hear my voice, comprehend my wisdom, follow my teachings…”

“Devour all that is impure and fallen…”

“Great compassion, great…”

An honorable name appeared to be on the verge of being uttered, but at that moment, a line of text appeared before his eyes.

[No one wishes to see Him appear in this world, for He is the nemesis of all creatures with tangible existence. Even “0-9 Hunger” cannot tolerate the presence of His power in reality, hence “0-9 Hunger” instinctively took action—a perfectly normal occurrence…]

[However, due to the minimal amount of power residing within you, after only a brief confrontation to initially resolve the issue, the part of “0-9 Hunger” quickly waned and fell into a temporary slumber.]

[And as for a part of His essence, it, too, could not be sustained after the interference and the crimson essence faded.]

[Everything here will return to normal.]

[Because this incident happened in reality but only in a minor part, your classmates, teachers, and the majority of other things, aside from you, remained unaware of what just transpired.]

As these lines of text appeared, Colin immediately felt the disappearance of the Buddha statue’s image in his mind.

The hunger in his stomach, the crimson world before his eyes, and the overwhelming cries for help resounding beside him like waves crashing—all abnormalities swiftly vanished…

Apart from the lingering pain and the cracked window, everything seemed to return to normal once again.

Then, Colin instantly made sense of something through the “Narrator”.

A terrifying entity had suddenly attacked, nearly killing him, and then the “0-9 Hunger” hidden within the “Beast Transformation Syndrome” had engaged in some resistance. There wasn’t just resistance—it seemed to want to turn him into a Believer.

“Then, they ‘perished together’? That crimson thing is what they call the ‘Rule Book’? No, no…”

Colin rubbed his throbbing forehead and quickly realized that the “Great Mother” mentioned by Yukionna was probably the later “Narrator”.

It hadn’t truly arrived but had created a “Script” through the “Narrator” that provided some aid.

It was like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. In the end, it stepped in and suppressed both parties.

Colin could feel that after the clash with the “crimson” entity, his “Beast Transformation Syndrome” became unprecedentedly “quiet”.

[Clearly, you know you cannot die in “Passionate Paradise”; although it wouldn’t truly kill you, it would signify your utter failure, with no more chances to escape…]

[Clearly, you know you must be cautious of the fallen in “Rain City”. Maybe some are normal, but you simply don’t have the energy to discern…]

[Clearly, you know that from this moment until your death or the end of your mission’s time, you will be able to get some help from “Passionate Paradise”…]

Again, three lines from the “Narrator” appeared before him…

Colin could distinctively feel that the current “Narrator” seemed vastly different from the previous one.

“Can’t die here, be careful with the people of ‘Rain City’, know that ‘Passionate Paradise’ is a source of strength… Is this a reminder? Wait, are you the ‘Script Book’? ”

Colin quickly digested the information before him, and then frowned slightly—was this entity so sure he was going to enter “Rain City” instead of making another choice?

But before he could think further, the “Narrator’s” message disappeared from his view, with no further response.

At the same time, a trembling sensation came from his ring…

“Gone?”

Colin wasn’t too surprised and took a deep breath. Then he felt something odd on his face; he reached out to wipe it and found his fingers covered in blood…

He wiped again and realized that his nose had bled profusely just moments ago.

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