SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 157 - 157 157 New Mission_1

Chapter 157: Chapter 157: New Mission_1 Chapter 157: Chapter 157: New Mission_1 “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” writhed incessantly, another mass of flesh almost the same size split from it, also sporting two thick arms. Just when Colin thought it would completely separate, the splitting stopped.

They looked like conjoined twins…

A myriad of ghastly pale smiling faces sprouted from the newly formed flesh, spreading a faint sadness in the midst of their twisted grins.

“┗|｀O′|┛ Oh~~”

The new flesh emitted a loud howl, its horrifying sound waves spreading like a deluge, causing a multitude of flying heads to fall straight to the ground upon meeting the psychic assault, bursting apart like watermelons upon impact.

Then, on the other side, Corpse Mountain #1 opened its gaping maw and sucked forcefully, inhaling all the fragments of brains from the ground into its toothy mouth, provided they were within effective range, turning them into shadows first.

“This design is quite macabre, but what’s with this change, why wasn’t this ability mentioned on the prop…”

Colin remembered that “Fusion Card: Smiling Mountain of Corpses” only described a few skills; it didn’t mention this kind of transformation.

However, he didn’t think too much of it, after all, everything was under control. With the appearance of this second half, Colin could feel that “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” had almost doubled in strength overall.

And both parts could release different skills simultaneously, significantly amplifying their impact.

“Keep up.”

Colin glanced sideward at his “little buddies” who were astonished and then commanded “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” to lead the way ahead, breaking through the encirclement of flying heads.

With “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” having doubled in strength, they faced scarcely any resistance along the way.

“The aura of these heads is unsettling, but for some reason, their combat effectiveness seems lackluster.”

Colin grumbled inwardly, remembering how he had covertly assessed the outside world while lying down and had seen Dog Brother and others heavily injured, expecting them to be quite formidable.

In actual combat, they seemed not that impressive…

However, just as Colin thought there should be no threat, their steady advance came to a sudden halt.

Before them, a familiar “convertible” was stranded on the roadside, with many familiar signs of battle nearby.

“We’ve circled back?” Dog Brother and the others were baffled at the sight and murmured among themselves.

They had been heading straight without any turns, so they shouldn’t have come back to the same place.

Colin didn’t speak. He hadn’t noticed any issues along the way, and not just him. Neither “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” nor the “Yukionna” on his ring had picked up any problems, or else they would have been alerted much earlier.

Yet, even though their vision, sense of smell, and other senses still didn’t detect anything amiss…

Colin’s intuition, honed through life-and-death trials, gave off an uneasy scent…

This unease was confirmed ten to twenty minutes later when they arrived once again near the dilapidated bus.

This process was exceedingly smooth, and only when the familiar bus reappeared did they realize they had returned to the same spot.

Dog Brother and the others felt extremely uneasy. The first time, one could say they unintentionally looped back, but how to explain this second occurrence?

“Let’s try a different direction…”

Colin looked around, left some marks at random, and ordered “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” to continue making the way. After some time, they all stopped in their tracks—

The scene ahead was still familiar.

Even the marks they had left shortly before could be found on the ground.

“What on earth is going on.”

Colin stood still, looking up ahead. He noticed that since “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” had become two, the flying heads had gradually, and uncharacteristically, stopped approaching. Instead, they were encircling at a distance, emitting terrifying, haunting sobs.

When exactly this had started was unclear, but by the time he noticed, it seemed to have continued for some time.

They happened to be just outside the attack range of the “Smiling Mountain of Corpses,” dragging a spine and circling above their heads like a hydrogen balloon…

Colin estimated that, with such a vast number, if they were to pounce simultaneously, they could even break through the blockade of the “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” and pose a certain threat to them…

However, for some reason, they kept circling uncharacteristically.

The sound of crying echoed in the rainy night, gradually overpowering other noises and clearly entering everyone’s ears.

Colin tried to have the Corpse Mountain directly attack them, but they would run away as soon as they got close.

They were not very strong, but their running speed was indeed fast…

Although the Corpse Mountain could catch up with them using its inherent skill “Shadow Sneak,” it had a cooldown and couldn’t be used continuously.

“What on earth is wrong with these things… wait, it seems like they are summoning something.”

Colin suddenly had an epiphany, realizing something.

It was at that moment…

A faint sense of palpitation arose in his heart, and he could vaguely feel that something seemed to have locked onto him from a considerable distance away.

“Is it the monster that has been hiding behind the scenes?”

Colin’s heart sank, and the strong foreboding feeling in his heart reached its peak.

That thing locking onto him seemed to be getting closer and closer…

He took a deep breath and, with the group, tried to flee once more, but ten minutes later, they ended up back where they started.

The eerie gaze locking onto him was getting closer over time, without the slightest sign of distance increasing.

The flying decapitated heads around them stopped increasing after a certain number was reached and would not decrease either.

Because every time Colin used special means to forcibly kill some of the flying heads, they would be quickly replenished.

“This is troublesome…”

When he felt that the thing lurking behind the scenes was getting increasingly closer, Colin sighed.

In this situation, it was first possible to rule out the influence of the “Narrator,” because it currently could only guide from the shadows, leading people astray or turning them into its puppets.

Situations like Ghost-Hitting-the-Wall wouldn’t arise.

Moreover, there was another point…

The “Yukionna” was extremely sensitive to the “Narrator;” since it didn’t warn them, there was a high probability that something new had entered the scene.

Although the others did not feel something locking onto them, they constantly had an uneasiness like a thorn in their back, which made their complexions quite unsightly.

However, just as their uneasiness intensified, a piece of information popped up in their minds—

[Event four: … “Enter ‘Rain City’ to investigate the contamination level of the area; progress has reached one hundred percent, task completed.”]

[Special event—”Restart ‘Mission Protocol L-4’ section eleven in ‘Passionate Paradise'” has been distributed to the mission bar; please review it through the mission bar.]

Everyone was taken aback, but without dawdling, they all stood their ground under the protection of the “Smiling Mountain of Corpses,” and opened their mission bar.

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