SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 407 - 407 378 The Great Retreat of Mist Gate (9.2K

Chapter 407: Chapter 378: The Great Retreat of “Mist Gate”! (9.2K, huge chapter!)_4 Chapter 407: Chapter 378: The Great Retreat of “Mist Gate”! (9.2K, huge chapter!)_4 “Don’t you want to return to that era of freedom? The era where we could freely raise human livestock, where sacrifices could be made on the streets at will, where one could leave their home to capture blood food anytime?”

“Are you willing to let humanity’s future fall into the hands of the ‘Red Moon’, or to be buried in the hands of these fire-obsessed maniacs!?”

“For the continuation of all mankind, for the ascension promised by the Master! To survive the disaster that has yet to come… We must unite once again!”

The voice of this cultist was exceptionally infectious, instantly igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of many members of the Heretic Alliance.

Moreover, his words were peculiarly eerie; a seemingly identical phrase, when heard by different people, conveyed different messages.

Some heard the call to fight for the Master, others for freedom, and yet others for the survival of humanity…

Whether demons, cultists, or some other strange beings, all heard messages that excited them.

On the mountainside, Colin heard these beguiling and bewitching words and quickly identified a rather odd person among the enemies, one without a trace of life…

“A dead person talking?”

No…

This was no simple dead man.

Colin noticed an intangible, immaterial thing lying on this powerful enemy.

The intuitive spiritual feedback…

Seemed to be a red-glowing rat?

And that person, in the midst of a fervent gesticulation and spittle-flecked “speech,” the nearly imperceptible “rat” on his head mimicked the same movement.

Or more accurately, the “rat” was manipulating the corpse to make the same gestures.

However, without much thought, Colin saw that under its crude oratory, the once demoralized alliance of different races and heretics burst forth with fighting spirit once again…

“The ‘Flame Bearer’ hasn’t appeared yet, we haven’t failed, there’s still a chance! Go for it! Kill as many as we can! Since we arrived here, I never expected to return alive!”

“We only wanted to raise a few hundred million humans for bloodstock, and for that, we faced the ruthless onslaught of the bonfire people, nearly wiping out our kind in the process, I want revenge!!”

“To return humanity to the right path, it’s our inescapable duty!”

“Even the Followers of the ‘Red Moon’ seem to have stopped attacking us, unite and charge!”

“Reclaim sovereignty over this Star Domain! Let humanity be reborn from destruction!”

“To free ourselves from a fate of enslavement and exploitation…”

“…”

Under the influence of various invisible forces, amidst the multitude of war cries, the monsters launched a resolute charge once again…

Some cultists noticed something wasn’t quite right…

For example, weren’t those who were shouting dead already?

How could the dead speak?

Though puzzled, caught in the forming torrent of collective spirit, they “numbly” joined the masses in attacking the enemies at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the pressure on everyone in the area had grown tremendously!

Many employees were ambushed midway and entered a revival readout…

On the battlefield, at least one-fifth of the people had not retreated, a vast majority of whom were the stronger D Level staff!

Seeing this situation, Colin, even though he was still not joining the fray, continuously increased his support, creating various large high-heat, high-pressure fireballs and smashing them towards those below.

There were “Revolver Reverser,” the “Flame Bearer’s” original extracted grease, the “Flame Bearer’s” heart, and some of the knowledge inherited from them…

His control over flames had achieved a new level of improvement.

Each time a fireball fell, it would blast a huge crater and inflict substantial damage on a swath of enemies…

Some enemies, hit directly by the fireballs, even had their revival red light ignited.

A few minutes later, all E Level and below personnel had returned to behind the defensive line formed by the desperately fighting D Level Personnel.

Just wait for the last of the personnel to revive, and they would be able to retreat completely.

“One more minute! The final batch of personnel will all revive! This round of people is our limit, if there are more, we won’t be able to cope, and then this ‘revival point’ will be cancelled… Pay attention to coordinate the retreat, be extremely cautious, don’t die again!”

“Life Mentor Adorable” reminded everyone through some special artifacts: “Even though we can revive after three months if we die… it’s better not to.”

As his voice fell, another batch of people was reborn from the bonfire.

It was at this moment that the pillars of heavenly flames dispersing from the bodies of the “Son of Cruelty,” “Little Chicken No. 7,” and several others.

They finally could move again…

But it was right after the dispersal of the firelight that a rich darkness surged forth.

It was like a thin veil that covered the dozens of D Level Personnel and a significant number of other personnel…

“What is this?!”

Within the veil of darkness, the enveloped employees felt an instant darkness surrounding them, descending into profound silence, from which disturbing rustling noises arose, inducing extreme unease…

“Damn it! We’re… trapped,” an employee said in fear and despair.

There was no response…

Though just moments before, multiple comrades had been less than half a meter away, they were now isolated.

In this darkness, any source of light was erased, everyone could feel a chilling cold, and as the body temperature plummeted, it felt as if life itself was slipping away with the dropping heat…

If they died here, they might not truly die, but who knows when they could live again…