SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 483 - 483 408 The Repeat of Yesterday (6K for

Chapter 483: Chapter 408: The Repeat of Yesterday (6K for subscription and monthly ticket)_4 Chapter 483: Chapter 408: The Repeat of Yesterday (6K for subscription and monthly ticket)_4 “I’m staking your lives and mine! All personnel, activate the ‘Bonfire Furnace Device’! Within three minutes! I won’t allow any enemy to breach this line! The 17th Defensive Line will not become a gap!”

She flung her longsword aside, her right hand driving into her chest, forcefully tearing out a burning heart and lifting it above her head:

“Accept the power of ‘Bonfire,’ I will fight shoulder to shoulder with you all!”

In an instant, searing flames spread from the burning heart.

It was at this very moment that Colin’s pupils contracted, witnessing the once spacious corridor now filled with tens of thousands of figures.

“Bonfire’s” power had been bestowed upon them, converging at the region of their hearts…

“Charge!”

Member after member of the Expedition Army collided with the indistinct enemies, like a blazing torrent of flames.

The line that was about to be breached held firm once more…

However, it wasn’t long before an even more terrifying force descended upon them.

A vast number of members fell to the ground, dead.

“Time Reversal” came to a halt, the tunnel once filled with flames returned to darkness, leaving only countless corpses on the ground…

“What…?!”

Observing the reappearing skeletons, Colin’s breathing halted for a moment, but he soon calmed down.

“There’s no scent of contamination; they probably won’t turn into zombies or anything, but, was that the First Level Containment Subject itself descending just now?”

Colin pondered, realizing that the entity was probably not trapped here.

Otherwise, it would have appeared within the “Time Counterflow.”

Instead, it seemed like he was clashing with the air a moment ago…

Shaking his head, Colin reined in his thoughts and looked at the plethora of bodies on the ground so dense there was hardly space to step. He did not choose to incinerate them again but extended his foot and nudged an open spot through the pile of bones to continue forward.

The few behind him initially intended to step where Colin had found footing, following like chicks behind a hen but thought better of it and chose to maintain their formation, continuing to advance together.

Before long, Colin passed through the area where the female employee had fallen, glancing there subconsciously, yet her body was nowhere to be found…

Conversely, at her last position, there was an uncommon “empty spot.”

After all, she wasn’t a ‘Flame Bearer,’ and might not even have been a Reservist. Forcibly borrowing power, igniting herself, the outcome could only be complete disintegration without leaving any remains…

Nonetheless, although she had completely burned herself up, some remnants still lingered.

A shattered longsword lay quietly in an inconspicuous corner of the corridor.

After some thought, Colin took out a hundred-dollar bill and summoned a “Money Slave” to pick up the item.

Once he deemed it safe, he took it into his hands and opened its panel.

[A completely ruined longsword: It once seemed to be an item of excellent quality, but now it is utterly beyond use. Its special qualities are erased, beyond any hope of repair…]

“Ah, what a pity… However, given that, she really was probably just D Level Personnel, just one of the elite type.”

Thinking this, Colin subconsciously glanced at the few people beside him and then couldn’t help but shake his head.

All D Level members, but why such a huge disparity?

‘That said, this employee only had, what, one piece of Purple Gear? Including that somewhat special heart, at most two, and apart from the heart, even if this sword were fixed up, judging by the way it just performed, the effect likely wouldn’t be anything special…’

‘Among Purple Gear, it’s not the worst, but it’s hardly a fine piece. If tossed into the company group now, it might even be scorned…’

Suddenly, Colin understood why sometimes, when fighting with that C Level Elder Brother, he would often get criticized for their gear, feeling that excellent Purple Items were completely wasted in their hands…

If this woman had an Orange Item in her possession, or if that heart had been a genuine ‘Flame Bearer’ heart,

Perhaps the tide of this battle could have turned.

Or at the very least, had the sword been switched for a slightly better Purple Gear, maybe things here wouldn’t have been so tragic…

Noticing Colin’s glance just now, the D Level staff looked at each other, some baffled…

They felt somewhat looked down upon, although they weren’t entirely sure.

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ps: Humbly asking for monthly tickets…