SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 489 - 489 412 Special Level 2 Containment Subject

Chapter 489: Chapter 412 Special Level 2 Containment Subject “Flood Devil”._1 Chapter 489: Chapter 412 Special Level 2 Containment Subject “Flood Devil”._1 “Quick on the draw, huh? Is this artificial intelligence?”

Colin found himself speechless but didn’t dwell on it. Taking a deep breath, he distinguished some smells and roughly chose a direction based on his instincts, advising a “Follow me” before plunging ahead.

He had barely started moving when he saw even more Flood Devils, flowing like liquid, racing towards them.

But the vast majority were reduced to thorough charcoals beneath the flames.

And as they broke through, getting closer to these creatures, Colin and his team got a clearer look at them.

They were a kind of special amorphous liquid creature, composed of dense paint-like substance, with their surfaces covered in a large number of seemingly underdeveloped hands, feet, eyes, noses, and various organs of other creatures…

Every Flood Devil had an exceptionally fierce appearance.

However, what truly unsettled Colin and the others was not these external features.

It was on these creatures that…

He smelled the scent of humans.

Moreover, when the bonfire consumed them, the screams emanating from those mouths sounded eerily similar to human voices.

‘Could it be that these monsters were humans who lost control? No, on the whole, it seems more like some anomaly fused with humans…’

While firing and killing those individuals that couldn’t be immediately taken down by the “Air Bullets’ AOE, Colin thought.

But regardless, since the company mission didn’t indicate completion, meaning they were not shown to be humans,

Then they were not human…

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Meanwhile, in another vast space, a large group of people fully covered in lightweight black armor were walking under the dusk, holding distinctive weapons and exterminating substances resembling black tar on the ground and walls.

After every “Reversal,” in addition to the appearance of more anomalies, a large number of Flood Devils would seep out from the deepest “Core Layer” of the starship.

They had to be cleared out quickly, otherwise, if they accumulated too much, the next “Reversal” would become an incredibly troublesome disaster.

Moreover, only by dealing with these creatures could they further address the troubles seeping out from the “Core Layer.”

“Move carefully, don’t let your biomatter leak, to avoid activating… huh?”

A commanding officer, with a knife at his waist, was speaking when he suddenly felt something was off.

The Flood Devils in the crevices on the ground were subtly wriggling about.

It looked as if they were rapidly reviving…

“Damn it, who let out their biomatter scent… Everyone pull out!” the commanding officer exclaimed in shock, immediately decided to retreat from the area.

They simply didn’t have the capability to suppress them with just their troop.

And upon his command, without any hesitation, everyone began to evacuate as practiced, leaving their tasks behind.

But just at that moment…

A squad member, ensnared by the anomalies that were slowly coming to life, tripped and fell to the ground.

He had already been entangled by one of the Flood Devils that had revived earlier.

But upon seeing their comrade fall, no one moved to assist. After falling, the ensnared soldier didn’t struggle or call for help…

According to the regulations, he had ten seconds to attempt to free himself.

Unfortunately…

The ten seconds quickly passed.

He took out a sharp kinetic dagger and tried several times to cut through the Flood Devil’s limbs but failed to achieve any success.

The short dagger simply couldn’t cut through the wrappings of the Flood Devil.

When time was up, without any hesitation, he activated a special device on his armor.

In an instant, a cold mist erupted, freezing him and the Flood Devil together, silently returning to death.

These abnormal beings are extremely sensitive to the breath of life…

If one doesn’t end themselves in time and the armor is breached, all creatures within a nearly ten-kilometer radius will be revived.

By then, no one on site will be able to return.

What he didn’t expect was that after he chose to perish together, all the “Flood Devils” in the field began to revive at an unimaginable speed.

The entire field seemed to be boiling over…

“Damn it, everyone’s armor is still intact, who the hell revived them?”

The commander cursed under his breath. Normally, these creatures would choose to hibernate after one or two days of activity if they didn’t sense any active life force. During hibernation, with special armor to avoid detection of their life breath, one could easily dispose of them.

But now, for some unknown reason, they were all awakening.

In the face of such a potentially catastrophic situation, he was not thinking about his own safety or that of his teammates, nor was he interested in pursuing whose fault it was. Instead, he was preoccupied with another matter:

If the Flood Devils in this spatial region revived bizarrely and completely came back to life, and if this intelligence was not relayed back, the entire rear team could suffer an attack.

Even more alarmingly, the entire defense might collapse.

Because these creatures, though classified as Level 2 Containment Subjects, actually carried traits of First Level Containment Subjects. If they escaped, it meant that humanity’s enemies from the “core zone” would once again extend their claws toward the outside world behind them…

This was absolutely not allowed!

Yet, at this very moment, they were deep in trouble, who could break through the black fog and safely bring back the information?

“Everyone, break through to Area 112 with me; there is a Signal Tower there…”

After brief contemplation, the commander issued his instruction.

In a certain period afterward, due to the presence of a special anomalous life form, they had abandoned the original communication systems and only used face-to-face interactions among personnel on the ground.

And now, they were uncharacteristically using this device to send the information back.

Regardless of whether the information was intercepted or altered.

Others would understand that there definitely was something wrong with this area.

Thereupon, without any hesitation, they decisively turned direction, not contemplating whether anyone could survive the return, but instead charged toward a possible Signal Tower in this area.

At the same time, a great number of “Flood Devils” woke up from their slumber.

And then they launched an attack on them directly…

Brandishing their Power Swords and utilizing their armor, they continuously drew the black mist from the air, controlling it to counter the enemies.

Finally, after about fifteen minutes, at the cost of one-third of their comrades falling in battle,

The commander saw the Signal Tower within the ruins of the city, collapsed yet with its main structure still preserved.

“The main part is still there, if only we can manage to repair it in time…”

Just as the commander started to harbor this thought, his pupils suddenly contracted as he saw a “Flood Devil” individual with a diameter surpassing one hundred meters falling from the sky.

With a thunderous crash, dust and smoke soared to the sky, the terrifying shockwave causing everyone to stagger.

In an instant, it had smashed his last sliver of “hope” to pieces.

However, more horrifying to him than this was that an unfamiliar voice abruptly sounded in his ear…

The language was very strange.

Yet inexplicably, it seemed comprehensible…

“I’ve been searching for a long time, finally, I see a living person.”

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