SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 781 - 781 548 The Fall of the Cry for Help._2

Chapter 781: Chapter 548 The Fall of the Cry for Help._2 Chapter 781: Chapter 548 The Fall of the Cry for Help._2 ‘Is it a “consciousness entity” that was stripped of authority by the “company”? Something like the legendary “Deity Consciousness”?’

As Colin pondered, he suddenly felt an itch on his body, only to see yellow pustules and tumor-like growths appearing all over his limbs as if infected by a virus. They spread rapidly…

One of the faces seemed to have the terrifying ability to transmit the horror disease through the air!

However, he didn’t panic. Following the previous steps, he gripped the revolver in his right hand and instantly activated “Item Liberation”.

“Contrarian Revolver 5% Item Liberation request!”

In the flash of a thought, a whisper of power that once belonged to a “Flame Bearer” surged into Colin’s body.

All contamination vaporized, and his physical form began to resemble a state of flowing flame…

“Rejoice! You will have the honor of dying by my hand in my prime!”

Colin’s eyes targeted Brother Unyielding with a glare, deploying the “Favor of the Flame Bearer” to hinder his escape.

Yet, an attack that should have set his entire body ablaze only ignited one of his faces! Although it was just one face, it seemed to imply that the consciousness of one entity had lost the possibility to leave!

Seeing Colin standing in their way once again, they started to go mad.

And vaguely, there was a sign of all the faces merging:

“The Gods” have rarely united in agreement to leave! They have decided to eradicate you! It’s time for you to understand what the Direct Gaze of The Gods is, what Divine Fury is!”

With that statement, dozens of faces turned towards Colin…

In an instant, an indescribable oppressive feeling arrived, as if dozens of invisible hands tightly grasped every part of Colin’s body, as though trying to crush him completely…

But the next second, all pressure vanished, and Colin was unaffected by the oppression.

Instead, face after face screamed in agony, not knowing what they looked directly at.

“Pure power struggle, I’d mostly waste time, but it’s funny that you even dare to try oppressing my soul directly like this…”

“What crap divinity, what era is it still talking about gods and gods, I dare to summon ‘Bonfire’, do you dare to call upon ‘unknown’?”

“Since you dare not, now, only the ‘Primordial Fire’, stands above all!”

Colin stood in front of these bizarre faces with a wildly uncontainable aura, frivolously lifting his revolver to aim at the enemy:

“Time to return to where you came from.”

With a “bang,” flames burst from the muzzle, engulfing the person before him.

All the faces screamed in agony, then gradually dissipated…

Some force was pulling them into a deeper layer of space because of their weakness.

‘Some kind of safety measure inside the hospital?’

Colin vaguely sensed that, as they were dragged away, an “oralike” beyond normal vision appeared ahead…

Behind the hole was an even more distorted, abstract “hospital”, even breaking down into pieces like concepts.

Some areas within were no longer “physical objects,” but had turned into two-dimensional planes.

Even more disconcerting for Colin was that, in the deepest depths of the “hospital,” there seemed to be a terrifying “hole” that was unclear whether space or channel, which did not seem like part of the “hospital” itself.

It looked more like an eroded opening…

Within which writhed unimaginable horrors.

However, without looking too closely, Colin decisively took out the “Token” and threw it into the deep hole the moment it opened.

The next second, as the severed hand burned and entered, everything quieted down.

As if noisy ducks and geese had their heads chopped off.

‘Good, it seems the effect is still outstanding.’

Colin nodded, and seeing the mission’s completion, suddenly felt an indescribable sense of relief.

Fifteen missions, eh! Fifteen missions without any reward!

Heaven knows how he managed to endure those fifteen tasks…

Now it’s time to settle up!

He hoped when he got out, they’d reward him with something good!

However, Colin suddenly thought of something, his gaze shifted, and he looked at “Brother Unyielding,” who was trembling from time to time.

The abnormalities on the other’s body had temporarily subsided, but that didn’t mean they were eradicated…

He had been contaminated too deeply, penetrating into the marrow, merging into the soul, and it wasn’t just contamination; it seemed that there were also many puppet-like “split personalities.” Saving him would be very difficult.

Even his primary personality wasn’t here but residing deep within…

But no matter what, his primary personality was currently the main one, so perhaps he could be woken up to handle his affairs.

After thinking for a moment, Colin flicked a strand of “Bonfire” onto him, awakening this “clone” that seemed to be cultivated from an original:

“Do you have anything you want to say?”

Collapsed on the ground, scorched all over, severely burned, “Brother Unyielding” uttered with difficulty in a hoarse voice amidst trembling:

“No, there’s nothing… Brother Shunzi, just kill me. My words… I can’t even trust myself. Most of me is imprisoned deep down. If I don’t die, they will still try to come out. I can feel it. Brother Shunzi, you have the power to eliminate all of me here. Don’t let ‘it’ get out again. My related remnants are all here, but I’m not sure if they’ve left any contingencies…”

He shakily brought out a “bundle” with spatial properties.

Colin glanced at it, confirming it was indeed an item, but didn’t plan to pick it up.

“If that’s what you say, okay then.”

Colin wasn’t one for sentiment, his right hand raised the revolver, his thumb expertly spinning the cylinder, “Bonfire” energy pouring in, and he aimed at the other’s head.

However, just as his index finger was about to squeeze the trigger, Colin’s expression suddenly turned odd.

“Do you want to live?” Colin asked.

“No, I… I can’t live… I don’t want to become one of those things’… puppets… Brother Shunzi, I know you’re a good person, but I can’t be merciful…Some things just can’t be faced with compassion… ”

“It’s not as hopeless as you think, just listen to me,” Colin interrupted him, glancing at the new task information that popped up in his head.

[Special Event: Inject “Cyanide Injector O-1 Enhanced Custom Type” medicine into employee number “442514” to treat him.]

“Remark”: Please awaken his positive personality’s will to survive before proceeding.

“Note”: After the treatment, please advise the employee to operate his own will and sleep by the deep “Bonfire,” waiting for his humanity and self-awareness to become complete again, in search to leave…

…

‘Isn’t this the medicine found previously in the ‘Psychiatry’ ward? Turns out it can be used this time? But the fact that it can be used means ‘Lady Bunny’, with her B-Level status, gave me authorization? At critical moments, it’s still ‘Lady Bunny’. She wouldn’t give up a chance to save…’

Colin, while looking at the mission, explained to “Brother Unyielding.”

Truth be told, the pollution on Brother Unyielding was a bit deeper than “intimately united,” on par even with “Big C Teacher” from back in the day. The difference was, Big C Teacher was a C-Level elite, having some resistance, able to struggle a bit.

This one’s only D-Level; for an ordinary person with cancer, that’s like having metastatic cancer cells in every part of the body…

It wasn’t that there were cancer cells in the body, but rather a bit of human component within the cancer cells.

From Colin’s observation, there was nothing else to do but wait for death.

Yet unexpectedly, there was still room for rescue…

After explaining with the aid of inspiration techniques, Colin once again asked, “Tell me, do you still seek death?”

Upon hearing this, “The Unyielding” was silent for a while, seemingly contemplating, or perhaps struggling to speak due to the immense pain, but after a few seconds, he sincerely whispered:

“I want to live…”

“What did you say? I didn’t hear you.” Colin frowned.

“I want to live.”

Colin was still unsatisfied, staring at this scorched, bleeding, and secreting man, he chided:

“Louder! Your vocal functions aren’t impaired, just some external injuries and you can’t even speak clearly? You want to live like this? You want to seek revenge like this? Might as well be dead.”

“I WANT TO LIVE!!!”

Hearing Colin mention those “Gods” who brought him immense torment, Brother Unyielding used all his strength, raising his gruesomely burnt head, roaring with fury.

From a pair of eyes scorched white, tears of torturous pain flowed.

Those beings brought more than just physical and soulful agony.

They were also constantly threatening his family, friends in the present life!

This hatred, one day, must be avenged!