SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 632 - 632 472 The Sleepless One in the Eternal

Chapter 632: Chapter 472 “The Sleepless One in the Eternal Chill.”_1 Chapter 632: Chapter 472 “The Sleepless One in the Eternal Chill.”_1 In the heart of the polar region, under gloomy skies, a continuous mountain range hummed with the storm, bringing snow as sharp as knife blades…

Within an area surrounded by some watchtowers on the bleak and oppressive land.

Shadows with a bloody red glow occasionally flitted and wandered…

“Creak~”

Inside a watchtower, a man coated in blood ice crystals and wearing thick clothes pushed open the door, holding a sickle caked with blood ice in his hand, and entered the tower’s top hall.

After entering, he scanned the room and ultimately his gaze settled on a muscular Caucasian man nearby.

The man’s complexion was gloomy, and his injuries were even more severe than his own.

However, severe as they were, they were not fatal.

On seeing someone enter, the pale-skinned employee first grabbed his weapon, but upon realizing it was an ally, he sighed in relief and spoke weakly,

“Have those heretics who worship the ‘Deep Sea’ been completely dealt with, Mr. Chang?”

“There was a group trying to retreat, but I just took care of them,” the man acknowledged with a nod, his visage firm and appearing to be in his thirties.

Though these heretics, who worshipped a terrifying entity deep in a certain strait and used an unknown Ghost Ship as their stronghold, provided certain assistance during this sudden incident,

But…

An enemy’s enemy is not necessarily a friend.

Even if it’s “cooperation,” coexistence is never possible. When it was time to strike back, one must do so.

After all, most heretics are far too extreme…

These people constantly created various bloody incidents leading to deaths in the name of unfathomable reasons like “for the future,” which were by no means fewer than those caused by anomalies.

“That’s good, that’s good,” the fair-skinned strongman nodded, pressing on his abdomen and breathing laboriously.

A transparent, pitch-black ice crystal stuck in his stomach, causing intense pain.

And from it, coldness spread continuously to other parts…

If the ice crystal could be pulled out, he might be able to slowly recover, but unfortunately, the curse had penetrated deep into the marrow, and pulling it out would kill him.

“Thank you,” Mr. Chang approached and took out a charm from his pocket and stuck it on; the chill from the ice crystal diminished significantly.

If it had not been for this colleague blocking a fatal strike earlier, he himself might be the one injured.

“Right, has the situation here been transmitted? Is there any response from the higher-ups? I am no longer able to evacuate, you, you might still have a chance to leave before those things launch another attack…”

However, before he finished speaking, Mr. Chang raised his hand to interrupt:

“The message has been sent out. But, I probably can’t leave either. This incident, it would require someone of real heavyweight to intervene, not to mention the myriad of cumbersome conditions for such a person to act…

“Even if they get here, it will likely take a week or more. By the time they arrive, we are most likely already doomed.”

“Therefore, I do not intend to waste time evacuating,” Mr. Chang said calmly. As an employee stationed in a high-level abnormal area, he had long been prepared to face death.

“As a member of The Great Wall, I will be forever cast here like a cornerstone, and I will preserve as much data as possible, so that the teams that come later can more effectively resolve the anomalies here…”

He sighed, helping his comrade press on the wound.

As for now, they would live for as long as they could…

“Is that so…” The strongman said despondently, his gaze hesitant for a moment before he spoke, “There’s something I suddenly want to tell you…”

“Go ahead.”

“You know, I’ve never had that kind of thought…”

“Hmm?” Mr. Chang suddenly sensed something oddly off in the atmosphere.

“But later, when I was assigned to work at the outpost, under your command, at first, I disdained it, couldn’t comprehend such arrangements, and opposed you at every turn, yet you tolerated me…”

“And later, I realized you truly had charm. You never swore, always kept calm, and though you seemed expressionless, you often thought of us…”

“I think, now, I might not be able to take my eyes off you…”

“Of course, I must clarify first that I’m not, I just can’t describe my feelings for you…”

Mr. Chang’s pupils shrank slightly as his always calm face twitched, showing a ripple of disruption.

“You say, if there is what you call the ‘next life,’ do we have a chance to work together again…”

Mr. Chang fell silent, silently withdrawing his hand.

Looking at that somewhat pale face and the eyes reflecting a return of light, filled with immense expectation, he suddenly felt an unconstrainable itch on his scalp, his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, hardly able to hold together.

He felt it might have been better to have died at the hands of the heretics just now…

However, fortunately, at that moment, without the need to say anything, a thunderous roar of a storm suddenly came from outside the outpost.

A terrible pressure spread in all directions…

Mr. Chang stood up abruptly, looking through the thick glass towards the outside, witnessing an overwhelming fog accompanied by rumbling noise surge forward.

Within that massive dust-storm-like fog, a figure with a giant humanoid shape, horns on its head, and a contorted face resembling a human’s appeared ghostlike, flickering in and out of sight.

Its three eyes emanated a hate-filled bloody light, casting their gaze in this direction.

In an instant, several watchtowers about a hundred meters in height were engulfed by the blizzard it brought.

Although some sealing devices were operational at the moment, containing the anomaly within, the people in the outpost could not endure such a clash.