SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 623 - 623 468 Blessed with the Wildfire..._1

Chapter 623: Chapter 468: Blessed with the Wildfire…_1 Chapter 623: Chapter 468: Blessed with the Wildfire…_1 “It looks like the company will have to wait to get the complete ‘Hunger’ back,”

Colin muttered to himself as the recovery mission ended.

It would probably be difficult to find other fragments in a short time…

Of course, the only known piece of ‘Hunger’ that was still out there was the one deeply rooted inside his body, which seemed like a fragment, but also not quite.

However, to recover it, they would likely have to wait until he became a ‘Flame Bearer’ or reached B Level.

Otherwise, even at C Level, he could at most forcefully prevent it from acting up.

There was no way to further deepen its use or deal with it.

“But on the bright side, having ‘Hunger’ attached also has its perks; first, the fragments of ‘Hunger’ might have some kind of invisible attraction to each other, so there’s the possibility of encountering more in the future…”

“And…”

“If I successfully become a ‘Flame Bearer’ in my next step, why do I have the feeling that I’ll naturally be able to master ‘Hunger’ and become a bonafide Jinchuriki of ‘Hunger’?”

Colin arched an eyebrow, realizing that he wouldn’t even need to extract it.

After all, a ‘Flame Bearer’ seemed to naturally harness ‘Hunger’.

By then, as a ‘Flame Bearer’ combined with ‘Hunger’, his stats panel would be stronger than that of other ‘Flame Bearers’ right off the bat.

In that case, he didn’t know how he could lose—

Oh, it seems that’s not entirely true; there are still stronger forces in the world.

Otherwise, Rosen wouldn’t have had control over the complete ‘0-09’ ‘Hunger’ and still met his end.

“Phew…”

Colin reined in his thoughts and, along with Shana, made a round to confirm the area was secure, taking care of all the ‘Gluttonous Feast’ heretics.

After a blinding flash of light, all signs of life were extinguished from the heretics, and even the blood that was still flowing in their bodies was purified into Pure Water that could be drunk on the spot.

Then, they died instantly.

“Hss…”

Colin took a sharp breath, feeling that the scene was eerily strange, even more so than seeing a person being blasted to pieces with a punch.

However, only after confirming there were no issues did they return to their domain.

Inside the domain, under Shana’s protection, tens of thousands of people didn’t even know what had just happened outside.

All they knew was that the ‘Bonfire’s Envoy of God had seemingly called upon the ‘Light’ Church’s Saintess to bring down her blessing light, driving away the darkness in people’s hearts and purifying and eradicating many viruses.

“Praise the great ‘Bonfire’s Envoy of God, for he has brought the holy light…”

“Praise the ‘Bonfire’…”

The clueless Bonfire Followers prayed.

Watching this group, basking in her radiance yet thanking someone else, the Saintess had an odd look in her eyes and an indescribable feeling of mixed emotions.

Ten plus hours quickly passed.

The next day at dawn, a vibration from afar began to be felt on one side of the domain…

A huge shadowy figure was rushing towards them.

Each of its steps caused the ground to shake non-stop.

A group of domain residents who were plowing the fields panicked, dropped their hoes, and ran.

“Don’t rush, don’t run, it’s okay,” an employee called out after a glance in the distance, using a megaphone to calm everyone.

It wasn’t a problem for them to run, but trampling the young potato plants would be.

This was a new field…

As an official of the ‘Bonfire Church,’ his words carried some weight.

The people gradually stopped and took a breath of relief when they saw what was coming.

“It’s the ‘Holy Beast’! Praise the ‘Bonfire’ Church’s Holy Beast, the Corpse Mountain Holy Beast…”

An old-fashioned Bonfire Believer fell to his knees, fervently shouting in prayer.

As he knelt, other refugees also began to kneel, earnestly shouting the name of the “Mountain of Smiling Corpses.”

“┗|｀O′|┛ Wow~~”

Corpse Mountain replied from afar.

‘Ah, there’s really no need for that.’

The employee in charge of the fields looked somewhat helplessly at the Believers kneeling beside him and then lifted his head to gaze at the enormous meatball over ten meters in diameter, using its hands to support its round body as it charged over rapidly.

On its body and within its mouth, there were quite a few employees.

Corpse Mountain didn’t pause. As it neared the fields, it suddenly turned into a shadow and dived underground, quickly moving toward the small chapel.

Without damaging the farmland around…

…

Outside the small chapel.

The shadow shaped by Corpse Mountain arched upward here, transforming back into its meatball form.

Then, with some hesitation and seeming reluctance, it spat out the employees in its mouth like spitting out watermelon seeds.

To avoid them hitting the ground directly, it kindly caught the employees with its hands.

“How did your mission go?”

Colin stood at the entrance of the chapel, holding a bowl of freshly prepared braised beef noodles, his gaze sweeping over the group:

“Looks like no one’s dead?”

“Right,”

“Life Mentor Adorable” lay on a stretcher, being carried over to him.

Colin glanced at him; his body was riddled with bite marks, especially his hands, pocked with more than a dozen holes, and one of his legs, from the calf down, was gnawed to just flesh clinging to a pinkish bone…

The bone was still marked with numerous teeth imprints.

Colin looked past him to the others, who were all more or less injured, varying from unharmed to the most severe with a vacant look, missing their lower half, but still breathing toughly…

“My legs and butt, they hurt so much…” he murmured.

Other employees kindly comforted him, “No, it’s all an illusion, your butt’s in the ‘Storage Room’, it doesn’t hurt, don’t overthink…”

…

Following Colin’s gaze, Kě’ài duō also scanned his own people, and thinking about what had happened before, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth: