SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 601 - 601 458 I King of Savage Sound address the Bonfire_1

Chapter 601: 458 I, “King of Savage Sound,” address the “Bonfire”!_1 Chapter 601: 458 I, “King of Savage Sound,” address the “Bonfire”!_1 Although he didn’t fully understand why the “King of Savage Sound” chose such a critical moment to fail…

Colin decided that, in the future, he shouldn’t easily trust such things.

Of course, he vaguely recalled something, that perhaps there was more to the “King of Savage Sound” than met the eye, but given the urgency of the situation, he couldn’t afford to ponder that any further…

“It seems we may need to take an overland route now.”

Colin looked towards Shana and asked if there was an exit route—

He had been riding the “King of Savage Sound” express lane all the way here.

Without many markings on the surface or related intelligence, he certainly wasn’t as seasoned in navigating the “Magic Fog” as Shana, who was almost pickled in it…

“There is one.”

Shana nodded, bright lights emerging in her ice-blue eyes.

These lights shot from her pupils and intertwined in mid-air, eventually forming a large topographical projection.

‘This looked just like a human projector…’

Colin muttered to himself, then saw that on this topographic model, there were several routes and a dense array of numerous markers.

With the help of some shared “inspiration,” he easily understood some of the unknown marks made by Shana.

“We are here… If we are going to go above, let’s follow this route.”

As Shana spoke, a slightly winding route on the model lit up.

The path was not direct, but it avoided many danger markers.

Overall, it only meant a slightly faster speed…

While discussing retreat, Shana did not mention rescuing others again.

She had done all she could to find all the ordinary people she could, other survivors might exist, but it was not certain, and searching under such uncertainty carried great risks without assured results…

“Following this route, we should be able to withdraw to the outer area in about three days. Once we’re at the outskirts, we can then bring out the remaining personnel originally stationed there…”

“Most likely, it will take about five days to reach your territory.”

Shana’s voice was light and quick as she pointed out a location at the end of the model.

Then she continued to combine inspiration with a more detailed explanation: “In a while, I will use a clone to lure away those powerful derivatives from the depths of the ‘Plague of Magic Fog’…

“After that, we’ll take the opportunity to gain some distance, and although the main heretic forces in this area have been dealt with,

“there are still some alive, we don’t need to be faster than the ruler-level derivatives of Magic Fog, just faster than them…”

Uh, this is turning into a grand escape…

Colin nodded in agreement with Shana’s plan.

However, recalling the recent battle, he couldn’t help but think of a group of old acquaintances—

“It’s surprising that there are no Followers of the ‘Red Moon’ in this world…”

Colin had thought these guys were as ubiquitous as cockroaches…

Yet he had seen no sign of them here.

Afterward, within a few minutes, upon rapidly deciding on a method of departure, the two did not delay further and prepared to leave.

But it was at this moment…

Colin suddenly felt faint vibrations coming through the air.

This sensation was distinctly different from the massive disturbances outside.

It was just so faint that it almost seemed like an illusion.

But then, Shana also spoke up: “There seems to be something here, doesn’t there?”

With her judgment alongside his own, Colin confirmed it wasn’t an illusion, nodded and said, “Yes, wait, it seems the situation might be changing…”

Shana nodded, standing by his side, silent, not even breathing, nor making any heartbeat sounds.

Colin was briefly astonished, feeling as if Shana’s blood might not even be flowing.

However, after another minute had passed,

Yet another set of delicate, faint fluctuations arrived…

This feeling was like something knocking from under a thick layer of ice or a heavy stone coffin lid,

communicating in a specific rhythm…

“Is this the ‘King of Savage Sound’? What’s the situation with it?”

Colin was puzzled, but the frequency felt somewhat familiar.

After listening for several minutes…

A certain “inspiration” emerged, and the frequencies heard combined into a phrase.

“‘I, number 1-774 ‘King of Savage Sound,’ request to converse with the envoy of ‘Primordial Fire’?'”

Colin silently read the sentence.

Immediately after, confusion flooded his mind.

What was happening? Why not just come out and say it, instead of using such a method?

And once the sentence was pieced together, Colin didn’t hear any more sounds afterward…

An indescribable premonition made Colin realize that if he didn’t agree,

this “King of Savage Sound” probably wouldn’t have a chance to send a second word.

He glanced at Shana, who was blinking her ice-blue eyes, also looking at him.

After exchanging a look with Colin, Shana’s gaze retreated, and, confirming that the phrase was just talking and would not mean agreeing to any terms, Colin orally consented to the visit request.

In the next moment, the entire underground palace began to shake as if an earthquake had occurred.

The grand power of a Higher Life Form spread and proliferated unchecked.

‘An ‘Ancient God’s’ power…’

Shana stood by Colin, her pale lips pursed, gathering strength silently within, ready to pull Colin out at the first hint of crisis.

She could confirm this was the direct power of an extremely strong Higher Life Form,

fundamentally different from the indirect actions they had encountered before.

Mr. Colin had not had much experience dealing with such levels, and she had to be careful; otherwise, one misstep could lead to an inexplicably sudden death…