SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 500 - 500 417 He does not wish for The Night to

Chapter 500: Chapter 417 He does not wish for “The Night” to descend once again. _1 Chapter 500: Chapter 417 He does not wish for “The Night” to descend once again. _1 Spiritual Infusion, an intangible Secret Force spread, covering both Colin and everyone around him…

Essentially, this orange card didn’t possess any substantial power.

However, in some special scenarios, like the present one, it could grant them exemption from “time series” effects.

Once he was certain there were no issues, Colin reminded them, “Alright.

“Alright?” Nightingale paused, puzzled. She was rather curious about how the other party planned to remain unaffected by the “Time Reversal.”

But unexpectedly, she felt nothing, and it was all over?

Nevertheless, she didn’t voice any questions. Since the other party said there was no problem, they just needed to make the final preparations, and then they could take action.

Standing at the edge of the exit, Nightingale looked at Colin and the others, once again instructing:

“Remember, first, you must ensure your body is always in motion. If you stop, you still need to move, swaying your body, waist, turning your head, waving your hands, silently stepping in place—anything will do, otherwise, in a few seconds, you’ll be rigid dead…

“Second, if you feel someone calling out or someone calling your name, endure it, do not look back, do not respond…

“Third, try not to look up, don’t make Direct Gaze at the sky…”

After finishing her warnings and seeing Colin and the others nodding, she didn’t hesitate to make a hand gesture, and the whole team immediately sprang into action. Pushing aside a large stone that blocked half of the exit from the artificial hill in the small park, they filed out one after another…

In action, Colin didn’t look up, but he glanced at the sky through the corner of his eye.

The entire sky was flowing with an indescribable hazy strange light, making the space here filled with an indescribable distortion.

“Thump…”

His heart suddenly gave a fierce beat.

A nameless sense of impending doom rose from within.

Colin decisively shifted his attention away from contemplating what the entity above might be.

‘Hiss, that was close. It felt like something was trying to come through my “line of sight.” Whether it could make it or not, I’m not sure, but if it got to me like that, it’d definitely be death or injury…’

‘But then again, the stuff overhead seems incredibly complicated, feels like there’s a mix of everything, First Level Containment Subjects and even higher. Sheesh, this place is more dangerous than I thought. Just not sure why they appeared here…’

As the thought briefly crossed his mind, Colin refocused his attention and continued to hasten along.

Compared to the “living area” they had passed through, the “core layer” still had quite a few buildings standing and was more spacious, but the level of danger was several orders of magnitude greater than the outside.

Merely a dozen or so minutes into their walk, Colin within the squad saw multiple entities on the level of “Chosen of God.”

But with Nightingale leading, they skillfully avoided them.

Most of these figures were trapped within “Time Reversal,” and after countless repeats of events, their sanity had long shattered. They didn’t notice Colin and the others, lashed out in frenzy for a bit, then returned to their “past.”

“The weaker ones here are fine; the stronger ones that aren’t quite strong enough are quite miserable.”

Colin internally assessed.

After the most recent lunatic crying out “Ah, ah, ah, where is this? I can’t tell…” vanished into reverse, the squad continued moving in the predetermined direction.

In the process, they occasionally encountered the ubiquitous “Flood Devils.”

However, the squad dealt with them without Colin needing to act.

Only when they encountered some powerful individuals that the squad couldn’t deal with did Colin move, stealthily approaching them until a Bone Spur was thrust down…

Just some offshoot “Flood Demon” nodes were certainly not enough to withstand the might of Bone Spur.

After a few cries of pain, the body shuddered and dissolved into a puddle of black sludge.

Having slain a “Flood Demon” almost the size of an elephant with one move, Colin, still holding the Bone Spur, was about to return when his heart suddenly tightened, hearing an unknown female’s whisper beside his ear…

“Hello…”

In the chilly breath, it felt as though a gentle body was pressing against his back, and lips came near his earlobe, softly calling out.

Colin instinctively wanted to ignite a Flame to drive this thing away.

But heeding the earlier warning, he merely paused in his step and then casually returned to the squad.

“Hello… hello… hello… hello…”

The girl’s voice persisted without stop.

But as it went on, it started to distort, growing increasingly desperate and anxious.

The air at this moment became somewhat solidified, as if its irritation at his continuous non-response was growing…

A chilly sensation came from his neck.

It faintly made one feel as if a rope were looped around his neck.

And the “girl” holding the rope seemed to be sitting on his neck.

However, in reality, Colin could feel that his body wasn’t affected in the slightest; it was just some kind of intense hallucination.

‘Damn it, daring to ride on my back. If it weren’t for the peculiar situation here, in another setting, if I didn’t burn you into charcoal and turn you into fuel, my name isn’t Colin…’

Colin muttered darkly to himself, continuing to pay no attention and rejoining the team.

It was only a dozen meters more before the voices by his ear disappeared altogether…

At that moment, the team members waiting for him to deal with the obstructing Flood Devil stood about two to three hundred meters from the Flood Devil, remaining stationary, continually swaying their heads from side to side.

In these gloomy, oppressive, and dilapidated surroundings, their behavior seemed somewhat possessed.

The impact of this scene was on par with that of a group of middle-aged women silently dancing a square dance in the wilderness while wearing wireless earphones as seen in a horror film…