SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 562 - 562 440 Trying on the Skirt of Myriad

Chapter 562: Chapter 440 Trying on the “Skirt of Myriad Starlight”._2 Chapter 562: Chapter 440 Trying on the “Skirt of Myriad Starlight”._2 But their perception will be greatly reduced, so there’s no need to worry for the time being…

After completing these tasks, the senior executives breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, a member of the “Yellow Garment Hermit Society” approached and whispered, “A team from another area just sent word that the exploration here is finished, and it’s highly unlikely that the ‘City at the Lake’s Bottom’ is located here. They’ve advised us to check another area…”

“Understood, rest here for an hour then we’ll set out…” the senior executive nodded.

Although the desert temperatures at night were just a few degrees, it didn’t affect them much.

Those who were dispatched to prevent the descent of an evil god…

Were all top-notch elites, blessed by the Great Will, with bodies that feared not the common weather’s chill.

“These damned ‘Dawn Star’ Heretic Believers, choosing a name like ‘City at the Lake’s Bottom’ made us search most of the lakes around the world, only to find out later that this so-called ‘City at the Lake’s Bottom’ is actually in the world’s largest desert…”

A member of the “Twilight Hermitage” couldn’t help but complain.

They only knew it was in the desert, but had no clue where exactly the enemy could be.

This made them extremely anxious, fearing that a second’s delay would allow the enemy to complete the ‘God Descent’ and then turn around to blockade this world.

“Damn heretic forces, always so devious,” cursed a Heretic Believer who didn’t consider themselves a heretic.

After he spoke, a voice suddenly agreed, “Yes, indeed.”

In the next instant, everyone’s hair stood on end as they rose to their feet, looking toward a direction outside the crowd, “Who’s there!”

“Relax, relax, I mean no harm, one of your own…”

An Asian man wearing a cowboy hat sauntered out, his eyes blood-red, face wearing a polite smile, responding in fluent foreign language:

“I am a member of the ‘Silver Moon Mutual Aid Society’ skilled in vampiric arts, here for the same reason as you, to prevent the ‘Dawn Star,’ this evil god’s descent…

“Perhaps, I think we might work together?”

A few other men with blood-red eyes stood by his side.

“‘Silver Moon Mutual Aid Society’…”

The senior executive clearly had heard of this organization reputedly affiliated with vampires and murmured the name, but did not respond immediately.

The man in the cowboy hat did not rush them, just watched smilingly, seemingly indifferent to the outcome—

After all, their mission was to “unite” all Heretic Forces in solidarity wherever possible.

And not necessarily make them join together.

After a good while of thinking, the senior executive of the “Yellow Garment Hermit Society” finally spoke up, “What can you offer?”

“Some temporary friendships with around thirty other forces, after all, with the ‘Dawn Star’ imminent, it’s better that we join forces rather than confront each other…”

“Otherwise, if that evil god succeeds, there’s no need for me to elaborate on the outcome…”

“Besides, I’ll also share with you our current intelligence, for instance, the potential location of the ‘City at the Lake’s Bottom’ as well as some necessary information. Without unusual measures, you probably won’t even find them before ‘Dawn Star’ descends.”

“That place, when completely sealed, is impossible to enter with conventional means, let alone to glimpse into…”

“By joining us, we can share intelligence and methods to locate the place faster and forcibly open it.”

“To be honest, I highly regard your methods that can twist reality to a certain extent.”

“Moreover, joining us can avert any potential mutual suppression and accidental harm later on…”

The man in the cowboy hat spoke quickly yet clearly, expressing his intent.

In the end, he paused for a few seconds and added,

“Friend, in our homeland, there’s an old saying ‘A wise man submits to circumstances…’

“You wouldn’t want various reasons to lead to our ultimate failure in stopping them, would you?”

Listening to his earnest words, the senior executive remained silent for a while, and after inquiring with a higher-up, he asked again to confirm that the united team didn’t include any “Red Moon” followers, then nodded his head, choosing to join this temporary alliance.

After all, as the other had said, if the forces clashed, it could give the evil god an opportunity.

The result of that would be something no one wanted to witness.

Of course, all could unite, with the exception of the “Red Moon” followers.

Among the various heretic forces, they had all received, in one form or another, revelations from the Great Will they worshiped.

In a time of need, one can join hands with any “enemy.”

But never with “Red Moon” followers.

They’d rather have a meteor smash Earth and be forever trapped, than cooperate with these beings.

If a meteor smashed Earth, the Great Will could still survive.

But if “Red Moon” fully revived, it would target all forms of life—

And it indeed had the power to do so!

So, given the option, he’d rather choose to side with “Bonfire Company” instead of following those “Red Moon.”

Soon, the Asian man wearing a cowboy hat led them into a large camp.

At this moment, a whole bunch of heretic forces were gathered together.

Though the atmosphere was somewhat tense, all the parties were striving for the same goal at the moment, putting aside disputes for the sake of humanity’s future, so no fighting had broken out.

After preliminarily entering the circle, one of the massive joint teams began their operation.

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Meanwhile, in the desert within the “City at the Lake’s Bottom,” priests, through special means, observed the situation of the outside world, and one after another, couldn’t help but feel a bit panicky—

The heretic forces returning this time were too many!

Every group from around the world that could send people had done so, including official personnel, some private but legal powers, some illegal heretic forces, and a group deemed “The Rat” by everyone (Red Moon) that stubbornly squeezed through…

Nearly a fifth of the world’s top powers were gathered here!

“Hiss, we might be seeing as many as fifteen to twenty Eighth Level Personnel, perhaps even Level 9 Personnel who usually remain out of sight may have secretly followed.”

A “Dawn Star” believer’s heart trembled.

Originally, they thought the heretics would come scattered into countless groups on their own…

That way, they would be easily killed.

But now, influenced by some damned fellows, each one had chosen to band together, seeking common ground while reserving differences.

Should they really let them enter this place when the time comes?

After all, there is a significant difference between loose sand and a united force.

“It’s fine, these wicked heretic forces, as soon as the ‘Dawn Star’ descends, we will be able to clean them up all at once, restoring peace to the world…”

The High Priest said viciously.

“But…”

“Do you not have faith?”

“Of course I do!”

“Don’t worry, the Master has already conveyed His will not long ago, assuring us there is nothing to worry about, and I have received a promise that when the time comes, the great ‘Dawn Star’ will grant us ecstasy akin to ascending to heaven, we just need to arrange this place according to the words of the Envoy of God…”

Upon hearing his words, all believers felt relieved. It was good to know the Great Will was aware of the situation here.

They worried that the Master’s envoy might not be fully aware of the situation, leading to an accident.

But clearly, everything was still under control.

Then, without pondering much further, one by one, they looked forward to experiencing what the ecstasy of “ascending to heaven” really felt like.

They had not enjoyed the torment of the “Starlight Maiden” for many days.

They felt unbearably uncomfortable all over…

They definitely wanted to indulge in a great celebration when the time came.

As for the truthfulness of these words, they did not doubt at all; after all, would that great existence deceive them?

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Time flew, and a few days later, on January 10th.

Over the past few days, Colin had been leading a gang of onlookers, clearing all matters within the nearby cities. Having secured his home front against battles, he then shifted his entire focus onto the affairs of the “City at the Lake’s Bottom.”

“This time, almost everyone is here.”

Colin, receiving intelligence from the “City at the Lake’s Bottom,” couldn’t help but click his tongue.

Currently, under his secret orchestration, these forces were banding together in search groups and had nearly found the entrance to the “City at the Lake’s Bottom” several times.

But they were always just a bit short…

“We can’t drag this out for too long, in a couple of days I need to make another trip to ‘World Code 4’, I also need to prepare well.”

Colin nodded. Many high-level powers with all sorts of mysterious methods had gathered here.

Even he couldn’t afford to be careless.

However, just as Colin took out the “Skirt of Myriad Starlight,” looking troubled and hesitant about whether to try it on first,

a prayer from the “City at the Lake’s Bottom” reached his ears through a special channel…

“Envoy of God, it seems they have found us…”

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