SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 820 - 820 564 Xu Duojins Bad News_2

Chapter 820: Chapter 564: Xu Duojin’s Bad News_2 Chapter 820: Chapter 564: Xu Duojin’s Bad News_2 At that moment, Colin could feel that no matter how he moved, his position remained unchanged, always at the center of his sight and on a mental level.

This moon was definitely the same moon, yet, it seemed somehow different…

Meanwhile, as he traveled along, Colin saw that within his field of vision, the entire world had been shrouded by an ominous calamity. There were roaming xenomorphic beings everywhere, their types remarkably diverse, almost making him think he had returned to Great Britain.

Of course, even so, the situation was still much better than in Brython…

He incidentally dealt with several abnormal entities he encountered along the way.

These things were easy for him to handle, but for ordinary people, they would be nothing less than a disaster…

“Unfortunately, the area is too large, I can only solve a small part of it.”

Looking at a small shelter that had been completely hollowed out, Colin sighed, waved a hand, and incinerated the aberrations and the insane humans inside, then continued on his way.

After a while, he paused, squinting towards a location nearby.

In that direction, there was a group of twisted, deformed heretic beings…

They were laughing wildly at the moment, each holding a fork-like weapon, each fork impaling a large piece of shattered human limb, circling around a glowing formation, raising and lowering the forks, with the heretics in the front holding heads, and those in the back holding arms, thighs, thoraxes, etc., running around like lion dancers.

Heretic races, bathing in human blood, celebrated like primitive humans at a bonfire party, bloody and barbaric.

However, before they could continue laughing, a bonfire fell from the sky!

In almost the blink of an eye, most of them were completely burned away.

Only one survivor remained on-site, and Colin extracted a white cloth prop from his pocket, an item obtained from official and company exchanges, effective in forcefully extracting an enemy’s memory under complete control.

Its method was similar to the “Memory Search” method…

The side effect was that the object of the search often had their brain damaged, but for Colin, this was essentially no side effect.

Next, without hesitation, he covered it over the face of the frightened creature, extracting information from its mind.

“The ones who died here, some were armed personnel, along with a fourth-level official…”

Colin pursed his lips, looking at the fragments on the forks.

This xenomorphic race thought that by killing the strong and performing rituals like this, they could gain power and become stronger through the ritual.

“Fire Tree, put them together,” Colin sighed, giving the command.

He continued to press his palm against the white cloth, extracting more information in this manner.

“Hmm, a nearby shelter was breached, some people have escaped, are being chased, not bad, a large part although captured…is not yet dead.”

“However, these things seem to have had their origins cut off, can’t find…”

“The only thing visible is coming out after crossing some channel.”

Colin roughly understood the situation of these xenomorphic races.

Their strongest individual was just barely approaching the standards of a Third Level Containment Subject, any D Level elite or Eighth Level personnel could have a chance to manage them.

Unfortunately, that shelter lacked somewhat…

But no big problem.

He casually punched down, the strongest individual of that enemy race still owed him several dozen tubes of blood.

At this time, “Fire Tree” approached, “Mr. Colin, it has been taken care of.”

Colin nodded, turning to look, there were five corpses in total, three men and two women, their bodies roughly put together. Seeing this, he casually summoned a surge of flames, incinerating them all.

“First, let’s deal with this heretic race before I move on to my mission; otherwise, many people in this area might die.”

Colin stood up and rushed in a certain direction.

Before long, as a hundred-meter-diameter fireball crashed down, a large number of xenomorphic races merely glanced at it before being ignited by the flames, screaming in agony as they rolled on the ground, their lives gradually extinguished.

“Don’t, don’t come any closer! If you come any closer, they will die!” one xenomorphic being attempted to threaten with hostages.

But this move had no meaning for Colin:

“You’re about to die yourself, and you still have time to care if others die?”

“Huh?” Hearing this, the xenomorphic being was taken aback. How did that come across backwards?

Watching a figure approach with an immense aura of pressure, he hastily said, “This place has thousands of hostages, if you kill me, they won’t survive either! Do you understand what I said, do you really want to kill them all?!”

In the midst of speaking, a streak of flame flashed before his eyes.

Then there was no after that…

The bullet passed through and instantly incinerated him.

As this most powerful entity turned to dust, the restrictions applied to ordinary people similarly detonated.

Within the vicinity, everyone’s heart exploded in an instant, and horrific agony ensued, each clutching their chest about to reveal an agonized grimace…

But at that moment, Colin waved his left hand, and time reversed.

Before the crowd’s pained expressions could even manifest, they suddenly realized it seemed as though nothing had happened.

Their hearts, once ruptured and dead, revivified as time reversed.

However, the objects of the reversal did not include that unknown magic responsible for the cardiac detonations…

“Hold this kindling, light it up, it can burn for at least a month. Head to the nearest high-level refuge, it should take about five days on foot, you might get a bit hungry on the way, just bear with it.”

Colin found the Level Seven Personnel, who was leading a partial group in escape tactics and guerilla warfare, repeating words he had said many times before.

“Thank you…” he nodded, taking the kindling from Colin’s hand.

But upon receiving it, he did not immediately start moving, instead, he looked at Colin, hesitating to speak.

“What’s on your mind? Spit it out quickly,” Colin said.

“Are you, by any chance, headed in that direction?”

“Why?”

“It’s really dangerous there. Several high-ranking personnel have lost contact and have warned not to go there…”

“High-ranking personnel? Who?”

Colin asked casually, but immediately received some very bad news.

“Two ‘Divine Strike’ Path Eighth Level Ambassadors, Mr. Xu and Mr. Lin, ‘Destiny Propeller’ Path powerhouse, Mr. Xu, Grand Talisman Grandmaster, Yao Shijie…”

“Wait, ‘Destiny Propeller’—is that Xu Duojin? How long has he been there?” Colin frowned suddenly with a bad premonition.

“Yes, it’s Mr. Xu Duojin, roughly three days ago…” the Level Seven Personnel continued to caution, “The threats there, their techniques, are enough to deal with most of the Ninth Level Personnel, but…”

“That’s enough, I understand.”

Colin waved his hand, cutting him off, “Continue with your escort mission, don’t worry about the rest.”

After finishing, he grabbed his revolver and quickly moved in the opposite direction of the crowd.

Originally, he thought if he had just gone, or even within half a day or a day, there would still be a chance to rescue them, but upon hearing it had been three days, he knew it was difficult.

That place was confirmed as the troublesome spot mentioned in the mission.

Even for him, there was no certainty in resolving it.

Let alone for Xu Duojin and others…

“Still, the enhanced mark I gave before should last a long time. I could use it at full strength for a day, his consumption and output might be less than a fifth of mine, it shouldn’t let him be instantly killed, and if he’s lucky, he might even hold on…”

With that thought flashing through his mind, Colin no longer delayed and started moving at full speed.

Along the way, he encountered some research facilities, some intact, others under attack.

Although Colin was in a hurry and did not stop, he still offered considerable help.

Like a meteor’s vibration, within the radius illuminated by the firelight, all heretics were utterly incinerated.

The majority of abnormalities that appeared didn’t even qualify to gaze directly at him before turning to ash.

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Another chapter follows

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