SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 717 - 717 517 Containment Subjects of the World

Chapter 717: Chapter 517 “Containment Subjects of the World, Unite!”_2 Chapter 717: Chapter 517 “Containment Subjects of the World, Unite!”_2 With the flesh and corpses of these abnormal creatures as materials…

“┗|｀O′|┛ Awoo~~”

Amidst a tremendous roar, a dual-headed “Smiling Mountain of Corpses” made its entrance, taking on the roles of gathering firewood and providing transportation.

Seeing Colin use this prop as a means of transportation, Xu Duojin’s face twitched, feeling it was somewhat wasteful, but he didn’t say anything; instead, he leapt onto the top of Corpse Mountain, watching one flesh ball drag itself forward, while the other picked up the charcoal that Colin had made along the way.

“The containment subjects scattered outside don’t seem very strong.”

Colin muttered, feeling that the pile of firewood should include at least one or two Third-Level containment subjects, right?

Especially in this most dangerous area, it seemed necessary to have a Level 2 Containment Subject as a base.

Otherwise, the flame might not burn strongly enough later on…

But it wasn’t a big issue; there were flammable materials everywhere here. As long as he could find a way, without destroying the “Haze Angel,” hunting down an appropriate Level 2 Containment Subject would suffice…

“I hope we can find a suitable one later.”

Colin pondered for a moment, then continued standing atop Corpse Mountain, with his hands behind his back, overlooking the path ahead, letting it move forward, planning to go to Mist City to see if he could capture a flammable material.

It was during this advance that he noticed some interesting things…

Among the anomalies that could be seen surrounded by flames, many would flee on sight of him, and these fleeing anomalies or aberrant life forms seemed to carry traces of the company’s essence to a greater or lesser extent.

And those with the company’s essence were usually “larger individuals,” at least on the Fifth Level standard.

Below the Fifth Level were all sorts of anomalies that had popped up from who knows where…

“The company had quite a few anomalies escape into this pile back in the day.”

Colin whispered to himself and then, after about half an hour, finally arrived at the outermost area of Mist City, wrapped tightly by the “Haze Angel.”

This wasn’t a layered wrapping, but starting right in front of him, the concentration of haze increased, becoming so dense he couldn’t even see his hand in front of him. Direct Gaze at the area caused stinging eyes, itchy throat, chest tightness, and difficulty breathing.

“Kukuku…”

The Corpse Mountain beneath him couldn’t help but cough at the rich haze, but it clutched its enormous hands over its mouth, trying to suppress the cough as much as possible, so as not to cause discomfort for the summoner riding on it.

And around, he could clearly see the murky particles within the fog, as countless tormented figures stretched out their hands.

One by one, blurry arms seemed to want to grab onto Corpse Mountain…

“Conceptually vague objects really have some indescribable tricks up their sleeves.”

Colin rubbed his itchy throat with his hand and could feel the strong suppressive effect the “Haze Angel” had on various things, especially biological entities.

But… when it was strong, it wasn’t very lethal.

Moreover, the coughing of Corpse Mountain beneath him seemed to possess some sort of infectiousness, which made him feel discomfort again.

Flames spread on Colin, providing protection to Corpse Mountain as well.

So it wouldn’t keep coughing. Infecting him…

“This ‘Haze Angel’ was supposedly born in relation to some unique containment subjects, and it seems to have fused with certain historical fragments, becoming what it is now…” Xu Duojin spoke some information about the “Haze Angel.”

Now the “Haze Angel” enfolds Mist City; it’s like yesterday has come back to life…

Colin nodded without speaking, the flames in his eyes condensing as he peered through the terrifying haze into the depths, gaining from his conscious feedback a series of very strange and twisted scenes.

…

An opulent, vintage British Palace Carriage drove on the highway, rolling over the half-wrapped mummy of a pharaoh on the roadside, and the figure driving the carriage appeared to be a Terracotta Warrior Statue holding a long spear.

Behind a gate of unknown origin, adorned with gems and exhibiting an ancient European style, the Golden Gate housed inhuman sacrilegious creatures peering out constantly, as shadowy beings emerged from it, only to be cleansed by whispers shortly after emerging…

Because coincidentally, at the gate’s exterior were sets of Buddha Bodhi Sculptures muttering sutras.

They were surrounded by a dazzling Buddhist light, with mystical texts orbiting them…

“Bang” went a sound.

A Statue of the Saintess Mary, holding a baby in her arms, with tears of blood on her compassionate face, lifted the stone infant in her hands, smashed a bronze Buddha, and carried the stone baby toward the next “Heretic Believer.”

Not far in the dense fog, a grayish-white statue, continuously bleeding from under its right rib, was dragging a huge Cross step by step towards a group of rigid, twisting human wax figures, making sounds of coughing, heavy footsteps, and the dragging of the Cross in the haze…

In the quiet half-body statue chamber, waves of strange whispers could be heard, as unknown entities conversed about something…

The petrified remains of various Ancient Dinosaur Skeletons, now seemingly possessed by something, clambered haphazardly through the city, clashing with buses with six arms and police sirens with legs emitting piercing sounds…

Slender, hair-like mycelium was inch by inch extending its territory, spewing bizarre spores…

In the sky, there seemed to be lively auroras encircling a spinning Celestial Illusion…

Countless anomalies were active within, the entirety of Mist City was only chaos, disorder, uncontrolled.

…

“Hiss, quite… lively here.”

After watching for a few minutes, Colin retracted his gaze, feeling a mental shock composed of indescribable chaos and distortion.