SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 459 - 459 397 The Tragic Scene on the Periphery of

Chapter 459: Chapter 397: The Tragic Scene on the Periphery of “Base Number Five”._3 Chapter 459: Chapter 397: The Tragic Scene on the Periphery of “Base Number Five”._3 Many even higher threat entities would be suppressed by it!

Even if eighth level personnel got involved…

However, the next second, he witnessed an even more astonishing scene…

That “eighth level personnel” faced the deadly assault with just a nonchalant glance and then, quite ordinarily, raised a fist, directly aiming at the countless wings that enveloped him…

There were no flashy abilities; it was only a simple and pure punch thrown out.

The image of Colin with his arm a bloody mess had already flashed through their minds.

Yet…

“Boom!”

In the deafening explosion, countless wings burst, sending feathers flying.

The statue’s main body seemed to be dragged by an enormous force, brutally embedding itself more than three inches into the steel wall.

Vibrations echoed non-stop throughout the entire containment unit…

“Try looking at me one more time.”

Colin looked at the statue, stared at the eyeball at the center of its tongue, spoke calmly, and raised his fist again.

As soon as the words were out, the writhing tongue, studded with eyeballs, retracted into the statue…

“Hiss.”

At that moment, everyone present couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

This was the first time they had seen such a rudimentary and brutal sealing method.

“Now, tell me what happened here,” Colin turned his head, looking at the sixth level personnel.

Quite quickly, from the mouth of this sixth level personnel, he roughly understood the situation…

About one hour ago, inside the base, some transported Containment Subjects suddenly broke their seals, and then the chaos started, they weren’t clear about what had happened inside, only that this loss of control was likely not an accident.

Because it seemed like they saw alarms for unauthorized intruders going off…

And most crucially, the internal eighth level personnel hadn’t shown up, unaware of what had happened.

At present, the interior of Base Number Five remained unclear, but a substantial part of the exterior, especially the area they were in, G Area, could almost be described as overran, with at least one high level personnel confirmed dead…

‘The effective intelligence isn’t very much…’

Colin nodded and said, “Just stay here, other help will arrive soon.”

Having said that, he didn’t wait for a response and quickly walked further in…

Flame erupted in all directions from his body, like a walking wildfire, but the humans enveloped by this flame weren’t only unaffected but also received a certain degree of protection.

Other many lower-level anomalies either vanished or returned to their containment sealed state.

Using the Flame Perception he had just learned…

Colin quickly found the spot where problems likely originated.

Seconds later, he entered a place that looked like a slaughterhouse, where all the guard personnel were dead, limbs torn and scattered, covering the entire area.

“Not a single one alive…”

Colin walked unhurriedly along the corridor, strewn with blood with barely any place to step, while examining the corpses with their ghastly deaths.

The direction they were facing when they died was forward, as if they had been fighting something.

But sadly, due to the significant gap in strength, the outcome wasn’t very nice…

Colin refrained from undue interference by cremating them and after walking some more, stopped in front of an opening.

The pitch-black opening was about the height of a person, resembling a large rat hole, sloping downward, leading to an unknown destination.

A chilling aura faintly emanated from within…

At the sight of this opening, Colin fell silent momentarily because he was no stranger to it.

In The Hague Shelter of The Seventh ‘Box Garden World,’ he had seen a similar “rat hole”—

Indeed, was it related to the thing that had escaped from there?

“Ah, still a step too late…”

A sigh rang in Colin’s ears.

Colin turned his head and saw Xu Duojin’s silhouette appearing not far from him.

“What’s the situation with the eighth level personnel from Base Number Five?” Colin asked, as he hadn’t entered the core area of Base No. 5 because he sensed no issues there…

“Trapped, but should be fine,” Xu Duojin glanced around, looking at the corpses with a flash of anger in his eyes.

Although this assault had not penetrated into the core area, for the external personnel, the losses were severe.

After a deep breath, Xu Duojin suppressed the anger in his heart: “I’ll review what happened here and see what these people’s goal was…”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a mass of pitch-black threads drifted out from his body.

Then, these dark threads sketched out several figures, replaying the incident here like a movie.

“…”