SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
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Chapter 403: Chapter 377: “Flame Bearer” Inheritance! (6.2K, Big Chapter)_4 Chapter 403: Chapter 377: “Flame Bearer” Inheritance! (6.2K, Big Chapter)_4 “”I received the final task, waiting for a closer, to recover the items here…”

“I don’t understand why the higher-ups want to do this, but, I took on the task.”

In longer conversations, he communicated directly via brain waves, and even as he spoke, his mouth did not stop:

“There’s something I must clarify, you’re not the worst group I’ve seen; or rather, you’re not bad in this group, the truly bad ones are those challengers on the train…

“And that part at the bottom of the mountain, I’m really a bit worried, if the real ‘me’ saw such a wasteful usage…

“He might get so angry that he’d come back to life…”

“Er…”

Colin felt a bit embarrassed listening to the other party’s brain waves and voice at the same time, not knowing how to respond.

Because just now, he had also been beaten quite badly…

“I rank within the top three hundred in combat at C Level, and you are currently only at E Level, unable to keep up with many things. It’s perfectly normal for you not to beat me, and under the circumstances of not releasing any items, being able to take a few moves is already pretty good. At D Level, you’re considered one of the elite, so, the words of that ‘me’ who was out of his mind, besides the fact that your basics are truly lacking, you can disregard everything else that denied you, and you don’t need to doubt yourself too much…”

“However, if it weren’t for the situation being wrong, I’d really like to have you release that thing inside you, to have a proper fight, but your comrades are waiting for you to complete the mission…”

“Go… go fulfill my unachieved dream, and become a… ‘Flame Bearer.'”

Colin reached out to take it, initially wanting to draw it back, but found that the other party was still holding on firmly…

What’s this?

While he was confused, Colin heard the other person’s voice again: “It seems like you haven’t prepared any powerful moves for after you become a ‘Flame Bearer,’ have you?”

Colin nodded, then saw a smile form on the other person’s lips.

“How can a qualified ‘Flame Bearer’ not have a move they can call out? I’ve left some things inside; remember… you can try to learn them. These were originally the moves I intended to use to wreak havoc.”

“Okay.” Colin nodded.

Then, like taking a torch from another’s hand, he took the burning heart from the other person.

It was in the instant the heart left the hand that the man in front of him lost all life force as if a fan had been unplugged, losing all power at once. His body fell to the ground, black pus seeping from the surface of his skin.

And at that moment, the eerie feeling of unreality around him rapidly dissipated…

The “Dream” of God began to shatter.

A surge of knowledge flowed into his mind, and Colin came to understand the last thing the other left behind.

“Sky Light Fall!”

It was the terrifying ability the “Fate Propeller” D Level personnel spoke of, which, upon affecting even a Level 1 Containment Subject’s main body, had a chance to cause an immediate system crash for some time!

This had now been developed into a sort of “skill” that could be used upon acquisition.

“Thank you…” Colin expressed his sincere gratitude.

At that moment, on the ground, the life of the body rapidly fading, the man looked at Colin as if he had something to say but seemed hesitant.

“Is there something you want to ask?” Colin spoke up.

“There are some questions that I actually don’t want to ask… but in the end, I can’t help… wanting to know, I’m not clear on what’s really going on with the company…

“But… are we still… on the right path?”

“The ‘Flame Bearers’… do they still fight for humanity as I envisioned?”

Hearing this last feeble murmur, an image of each known “Flame Bearer” flashed in Colin’s mind as he replied: “Yes.”

“Good, then, I… can rest easy… I can… rest peacefully now…”

“Finally, the mission is complete… bring them back with you…”

“For this mission, they… haven’t been home for a long time.”

They? Who were they? Colin wondered, then saw the man whose body was gradually collapsing on the ground reach into his trouser pocket, and pull out a bunch of iron tags looped through a chain and hand them over.

On each polished, gleaming iron tag, the names of those gone were clearly engraved…

And there were seventy-two tags, representing seventy-one D Level personnel, and one C Level personnel, no more, no less.

“Okay.”

Colin squatted down, carefully receiving the names from the other’s hand and placed them into the “Storage Room.”

After all was done, the life force of the C Level personnel before him had already disappeared, his eyes closed as if he were in a deep sleep…

“Goodnight.”

Murmuring softly, Colin slowly stood up.

And with the death of the other…

The disillusionment of this world seemed to accelerate like an avalanche.

Suddenly, a shiver ran through Colin’s spine as he saw a layer of blood-red light emerge above the sky…

Without the “Dreamscape” as a barrier…

The powers of those horrifying existences also began to infiltrate this place quickly.

But, at that moment, a message from the upper echelons of the company surfaced in his mind.

[Special Event: All personnel are to evacuate through the “Mist Gate” immediately!]

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Note: 1.

The numerical standard for average humans is around 1, most people who stay at home and don’t exercise can’t even reach 1…

ps: Huge chapter, begging for monthly tickets.