SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 499 - 499 416 Rest assured its basically impossible

Chapter 499: Chapter 416 Rest assured, it’s basically impossible for anything to go wrong. _2 Chapter 499: Chapter 416 Rest assured, it’s basically impossible for anything to go wrong. _2 Night Owl briefly explained the current situation, assuring them there was no need to worry.

Even, according to their explanation, the reason they kept checking the passageways leading down was not only to assess the entire situation but also to deal with the thing that had been incessantly “going berserk” down there.

After hearing the explanation, Colin felt much relieved and asked about the enemies.

“Among the abnormal entities, aside from a few high-level Containment Subjects, the most troublesome is the ‘Flood Devil’. We have markings for the Containment Subjects, which we can avoid, but that’s not the case with these. They occupy a vast space below, have assimilated and devoured many other anomalies, and have even modified the environment to a certain extent…”

“Regarding other Heretic Forces, what we need to pay most attention to are the ‘The Night’ followers, as well as the ‘Chosen of God’ from various heretic groups, but we’ll only know the specifics when we go down since every ten years or so, new entities emerge down there. Now, it’s become so chaotic that we are unable to conduct thorough investigations.”

“Besides, there are various demons that have lost their sanity… However, because some special projects require fuel, all lower-middle-class demons have already been wiped out by us, leaving only a few high-level demons.”

Night Owl slowly informed them about the core layer’s situation.

Apart from various control rooms, it was actually a residential area, albeit with a higher level of secrecy.

However, eventually, after the outbreak of the prolonged war, it turned into a battlefield.

At this point, “Life Mentor Adorable” seemed to remember something and began to speak:

“Right, it seems I heard you mention that disasters below burst out periodically, but after a while, they would subside on their own? Is there any concrete explanation for this?”

“We’re not very certain because during this period, we are supposed to be hibernating; otherwise, mass deaths occur. The reason is the emergence of higher beings, even those more powerful, ineffable entities that should not be heard or known…”

“You probably don’t need to worry about this. It last appeared three years ago, and if we go by the unchanging ten-year cycle, even if it’s sooner, it would still be two years…”

“So rest assured, it’s highly unlikely that anything unexpected will occur, and you don’t need to worry.”

Night Owl asserted that these matters were of no concern at all.

However, upon hearing his words, “Life Mentor Adorable” and others didn’t feel at ease but instead became even more anxious, and then instinctively glanced toward Brother Shunzi, who was sitting next to Night Owl—

Under normal circumstances, issues indeed shouldn’t arise.

But with him present, things weren’t necessarily certain.

Noticing their gaze, Night Owl followed suit and looked over: “What’s up?”

“Nothing, nothing, I was a bit worried before, but now that you’ve said this, I feel much more at ease,” “Life Mentor Adorable” said with “tears.”

Night Owl, who didn’t interact much with others, didn’t notice much.

Colin remained silent on the side. To be honest, he was somewhat panicky too.

Logically, taking away a Golden Card, not venturing into deeper areas, and not doing anything taboo should be fine.

It’s just…

‘Sigh, never mind, I’ll just take it one step at a time. No matter what happens, I’ll prepare for any eventuality,’ Colin thought to himself, regaining focus and continuing to gather information about the “core layer” from Night Owl.

After another ten or so minutes, the battlefield convoy came to a stop in front of a colossal pillar with a diameter of three hundred meters.

The pillar connected above and below, casting a black and cold gloss, forged from some unknown metal.

“This is the place,” Night Owl got off the vehicle and pointed to a particular spot.

There was an archway that was five meters wide and three meters tall…

If placed in an ordinary building, this portal would already be considered large, but on this pillar, if one didn’t pay attention, it might not even be noticeable.

Colin looked over, the archway opening to reveal a pitch-dark and fearsome interior, with a vaguely unsettling aura emanating from within.

Outside the archway, there was a fully armed legion of troops stationed.

After a simple final farewell, Night Owl left to head towards that legion.

“Sir, from here on out, we shall lead you. If you have any questions, just ask,” said Nightingale, the squad captain, stepping forward to stand beside Colin, though her voice, processed through her armor, was an indistinct electronic sound.

Compared to Night Owl, her speech was much more concise, seemingly not fond of conversation.

“Hmm,”

Colin nodded, then his gaze returned to the archway.

Then, without hesitation, the event began.

The thirty-plus person squad divided into five teams, with three in front, Colin and his party in the middle, and another two covering the rear.

The moment they stepped through the gate, they immediately felt an unusual sensation in their bodies.

Everyone felt strangely top-heavy and unsteady, as if they might topple over at any moment.

However, the issue wasn’t too severe, and after being forewarned, Colin and others didn’t say much. They steadied themselves and continued forward.

This time, Colin didn’t let the Flame spread out; instead, he formed it into a fireball and held it in the palm of his hand.

Even with flames at the ready, ensuring one’s defense at all times…

they also attracted the eyes of enemies.

No matter how powerful a “Flame Bearer” is, their abilities are not suited for concealment; instead, as soon as the flame lights up, all eyes are drawn to it.

The team’s progress was mostly made in the dark, with faint visible light coming solely from some dim overhead lights…

But for them, this was enough.

Behind the arch was a “Z”-shaped staircase similar to the usual emergency stairs.

The air was stuffy and cold, with occasional whispers that were barely audible.

Walking in the middle of the team, Colin was preparing to move forward while also ready to take a couple of deep breaths to assess the situation.

But before he could use his nose, he already heard a deep inhale near his ear…

Clearly, his four teammates had begun to “exert their power.”

“Tch, really feels like I’m becoming a dog…”

Colin muttered to himself, not quite trusting the weakened Talents of his companions, and then he also took a stealthy breath.

‘Overall, it’s a mix of Flood Devil’s stench, occasionally intermingled with some very powerful scents, but not many, probably far away, yes, or perhaps still trapped in “Time Reversal.”‘

He made a tentative assessment of the danger at hand.

After continuously descending for about ten minutes, Nightingale, who was in the front, which was the third-row position for Colin and the others, suddenly gestured.

The team immediately halted, and then, under Colin’s puzzled gaze, she pressed her hand against the metal wall beside her and pushed hard; the metal revolving door was nudged open, revealing a passageway.

“Is it that hidden?” Colin expressed his surprise.

Without further thought, he followed the squad directly into the passageway.

Afterward, they passed through several more corners and unexpected secret passages, and Colin’s vision suddenly brightened as he saw a city space enveloped in some surreal glow…

Their exit seemed to be a perfectly ordinary park.

But there was no time to focus on that.

At the same time, a terrifying presence suddenly erupted, and everyone paused in their tracks.

Then, they saw a bloodied figure, dragging a bloody saw-toothed long knife, rush out of the woods in the small park, his expression delirious.

On his body, a large number of worm-like parasites the size of a human brain were ceaselessly gnawing at his flesh.

“Don’t, I don’t want to continue…”

“It hurts so much, damn bugs get off me, stop biting, stop eating…”

“Let me die! Let me die ahhhhhh! Stop repeating this!”

“Die, die!”

“Ha ha, haha haha, ah—”

“…”

“This seems to be a Heretic? Because of his sufficient strength, he became aware that he is in a constant repetition?”

Colin was inwardly startled.

However, it seemed that this was not necessarily a good thing.

They watched as the delirious man sawed at his own body with the serrated blade while taking his blood-drenched head to slam against the surrounding buildings.

It appeared he wanted to die in such a manner…

Unfortunately, his strong physicality meant he couldn’t easily die like that.

Several minutes passed…

The scene here seemed to rewind like a movie, returning to the beginning.

“We can continue. It will take at least five minutes before it appears again. If things go smoothly next, reaching that position should take about thirty minutes, but…”

As she spoke, Nightingale, who was leading the team, looked toward Colin, seemingly hinting at something.

Colin nodded and, without any hesitation, took out the Orange Card “The Sealed Right Hand” from his pocket.

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