SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 563 - 563 441 Victory Will Belong to Humanity_1

Chapter 563: Chapter 441 Victory Will Belong to Humanity!_1 Chapter 563: Chapter 441 Victory Will Belong to Humanity!_1 “We’ve found it?”

Colin was slightly taken aback, but not surprised; after all, the general location had already been pinpointed, and with a plethora of extraordinary search methods at their disposal, it would indeed have been problematic had they not found it.

As he pondered, words of sincere prayer continued to emerge.

“The discovery here was made by a joint team numbering around five hundred, among them are three individuals whose strength meets the official standard of Level 7…”

“There’s one who is suspected to be Level 8…”

“Overall, their strength is formidable and they have sent out signals, drawing most of the search personnel closer. By estimates, they could all arrive here by three o’clock tomorrow morning, possibly bringing the number to over five thousand…”

“Currently, they are still engaged in preliminary exploration, dispatching only a small number of people to investigate and test…”

“According to some hidden lookouts and spies we have infiltrated among them, we received information that these people are likely to begin a large-scale forceful breakthrough at four o’clock sharp in the morning. Even with an optimistic estimate, we can hold at most until just after four thirty in the morning.”

“Please forgive our incompetence, but the enemy is simply too numerous, and all are extremely elite individuals, also carrying a large amount of powerful artifacts….”

“Moreover, the magical barrier protecting this independent space will exhibit certain breaches every day between four and five o’clock.”

“Respected Envoy of God, what should we…”

How should we respond?

Colin shook his head slightly and pondered for a moment.

“These guys only start breaking through the formation at four o’clock tomorrow morning? That’s a bit slow. And I estimate that with their strength, if no expense is spared, they might be able to tear open an entrance before two o’clock.”

“Rather than waiting until four o’clock when the formation naturally reveals vulnerabilities due to changes over time.”

Colin recalled the mission brief related to the “City at the Lake’s Bottom” that he had previously projected into.

This independent space is like some special isolated island; before the tide recedes, the only way to cross is by taking a ship, braving great risks.

But after the tide ebbs, there will be a land passage that people can cross…

Although the duration of this passage is not long, it is still enough for the Heretic Forces to use.

If we let these people come in like this.

The casualties of the Heretic Forces would be minimized.

“It seems that these people must have acquired some knowledge about the ‘City at the Lake’s Bottom’ and chose to enter in large numbers only after waiting until four o’clock. This is understandable; after all, with so many heretic forces, there are always some who possess unique methods and can deduce certain things…”

“Some higher entities have even personally entered the fray in response.”

“But to stop the ‘Evil God’ from descending and still play tricks like this?”

“How could you do it without a fearless, do-or-die spirit?”

Colin chuckled, planning to give these fellows a proper challenge at the appointed time.

He had to force them into making an entrance with maximum casualties.

The best outcome would be one where every inch is soaked in blood…

The more brutal the fight, the more amusement Colin derived from it.

In the midst of these thoughts and decisions, he used the special channel provided through the company’s mission to send a response to the follower of “Dawn Star”:

“Be prepared for high-intensity large-scale warfare after midnight.”

The lofty, distant, and magnificent voice, like an irresistible surge, entered the ears of the high priest of “Dawn Star,” the one able to communicate with “God,” causing him to freeze for a moment.

‘After midnight?’

As the high priest, he was well aware, just like Colin, that some patterns of the “City at the Lake’s Bottom” might have been deciphered by the enemy, hence the deliberate choice of that specific time.

Yet the Divine Envoy suggested being ready for intense battle at midnight.

This was the time when the Power of the Starlight within the “City at the Lake’s Bottom” was most robust, far stronger than at ordinary times.

Why would the enemy foolishly risk so much at that point in time…

No, that’s not it—after a brief hesitation, he immediately realized the reason: the Divine Envoy said so because there must be a reason for those heretic forces to be forced to attack at that time…

And that reason, the high priest only had to ponder for a moment before he sharply drew his breath, his pupils constricting, realizing the reason—

“Master” would descend at that time in an unstoppable manner.

So these people would have to struggle desperately at that moment!

Realizing this, the high priest nearly smiled, straining not to laugh out loud, after striving for so many years, they were finally about to succeed!

“We will follow your will in all things!”

Having said this, the sense of being watched from afar vanished.

“Hahaha, in just a few more hours, everything here will change completely!!”

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“Nine fifty-seven, there’s still a little time left.”

After ending the conversation, Colin glanced at the electronic clock on the wall and then withdrew his gaze, looking at the special garment in his hands. He hesitated for a moment, and finally put it on.

As it draped over him, Colin felt as if something had changed.

But… it seemed as if nothing had changed at all?

He felt himself, and it seemed just like he was wearing a normal raincoat?

In his bewilderment, Colin suddenly had an epiphany, his gaze shifting.

There, reflected in an old-fashioned wardrobe with a mirror, his appearance had undergone a drastic transformation, becoming a figure shrouded in a dark robe, over two meters tall with a familiar female form.