SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
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Chapter 395: Chapter 375: The Man on the Cliff Edge! (6.2K, large chapter!)_3 Chapter 395: Chapter 375: The Man on the Cliff Edge! (6.2K, large chapter!)_3 He couldn’t move at all…

“Little Chicken” looked at the cultist who had just been trying to recruit him, but was now swinging a scepter at him with a face full of despair.

The thing could even smash those “Red Moon” followers, who were like small cargo trucks; if it hit his head, he would definitely be dead on the spot.

However, at this critical moment, an orange flash flickered.

A figure stood in front and with a flying kick, sent the smelter wielding the scepter flying.

“It seems my orange flash has arrived just in time!” the figure declared as he stood straight and looked around slowly.

The newcomer was handsome, except the name above his head kind of ruined the mood.

“○God? Activate!”

Little Chicken wasn’t entirely unfamiliar with this person, after all, they were on the same instance mission, always competing for the role of “daddy” in the internal group chat.

The two would often bicker over “daddy,” giving each other grief, and it wasn’t just once or twice.

He just hadn’t expected that the person now saving him would be this guy.

“Good brother, I’ll never call you an orphan again!” Little Chicken thought to himself.

At this moment, one figure after another quickly emerged from the four bonfires that connected heaven and earth and solidified into tangible forms, entering into this chaotic and terrifying battlefield…

The first batch of reinforcements had arrived!

“Holy shit, what the hell is going on here?” exclaimed an employee as he entered and saw the overwhelming swarm of enemies, feeling the repulsive stench of char and blood, nearly suffocating him.

“This world, indeed, has become more corrupt!” remarked another employee, who had activated a “calming” talent and crossed his arms, shaking but not forgetting to strike a pose.

Just then, more and more figures arrived, giving them some confidence…

Following various mission requests that appeared in their minds, all employees began to carry out their tasks and the battle commenced at this moment.

“Attack, outnumber them! They beat up our Brother Shunzi so badly, thinking we don’t have people? Brothers charge!”

Now a D Level, “Miss Nell’s Dog” shouted, his dagger plunging into a belly, and as he relished the thrill, shadows spread and exploded, and dozens of four-armed citizens emerged from the shadows.

The four-armed citizens’ sharp claws quickly cut many less powerful enemies into pieces.

“All D Level personnel, don’t linger in battle, don’t waste time bullying the weak, follow me and assist Brother Shunzi!” “Life Coach Kawaii-many” of the big company said in the group voice chat as he unfurled a landscape painting.

All incoming attacks, along with a small number of heretics, were sucked into the apparently only three-meter-wide painting…

“Cover me for a second, let me activate this ‘Holy Mech’…”

An employee named “Fish Pond Master” kept pulling out various items from the Storage Room, piling them together and then expertly knelt down with a “plop,” raising his hands high in praise.

“From the endless wars, God of Myriad Machines, grant me strength!”

“From the temptation of desire, God of Myriad Machines, protect my heart!”

“From the prison of flesh, the God of Myriad Machines….”

In the midst of these prayers, the mechs on the ground automatically connected, emitting pleased electronic sounds.

“Holy crap, as expected of a rich guy, he really gathered a whole set of purple gear?” a few old employees who knew exclaimed in surprise…

And at this time, another large group of people followed the bonfire channel and descended near the four teleport points where Little Chicken and others were.

“Please, ‘Nine Li Warlord,’ possess me!”

A “double-company” employee arrived at the chaotic scene and, without a word, used the charms given to him by an Eighth Level “Divine Strike” employee as he entered…

“True Ancestor’s Blood”…

“Oh great spirits, please gather under this banner…”

“Make way, everyone, let’s assemble this… -239, just say the word if it needs to be detonated…”

…

“Holy shit, are these the ‘Emperor of Labor’ guys? Damn, this is not fair! How come they have such strong items? Even Brother Shunzi hacking wouldn’t be like this, right?!”

Some regular company employees couldn’t help but cry out when they saw this.

No wonder this bunch can complete missions so quickly, with these items they will only get faster!

As a large number of employees joined the fray, the different races, heretics, anomalous beings, and so on, all immediately reacted!

“I recognize that one, he’s the guy! He broke into our secret realm, blew up our calamity beast hatchery! He killed my son!” a member of a persecuted secret realm bellowed.

“You, it’s you! You… you disrupted our ‘Ultimate Carnival’ return ceremony! Overturned our Holy Grail! I must kill you today, even if no one else!”

“Damn it, that bastard actually used our ancestor’s head made into an item to fight us! It’s outrageous!”

“…”

In the midst of the roars, it was especially bitter to meet an old foe, and almost instantly they were at each other’s throats with murderous intent.

Aside from the “Red Moon” followers who, like orphans, were still being ignored.

The other factions finally put aside all their grudges and formed a temporary alliance, fighting against the vast number of bonfire employees who had arrived.

And down at the hillside, the pressure on Colin was greatly alleviated with the arrival of these people…

Many of the enemies who had rushed in were now intercepted by the bonfire employees.

However, this also made some guys restless…

Three divine fluctuations suddenly erupted.

“It’s a bit tough to resist, but if I can hold them off, then probably nothing else can stop me,” Colin took a deep breath, pulled out a Golden Sun Seal, ready to fight it out.