SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire-Chapter 67 - The 6th Night_1
Chapter 67: Chapter 67 The 6th Night_1
Chapter 67 -67 The 6th Night_1
Not to sleep?
Colin was startled for a moment and before he could think further, his heart suddenly felt a strong palpitation.
He couldn’t help but turn his head towards a certain direction in the grey world of his dream, then his whole body stiffened.
He saw at an unknown distance away, a mountain-like dark blue statue sitting on the middle of a slope, its eighteen abnormally long arms twisting softly in the darkness, with thousands of mouths emitting strange howls at once.
At that moment, one of its hands suddenly stretched towards him, a huge palm with a large mouth that had no tongue.
Colin was horrified, his body tensed, trying to dodge but found he couldn’t move at all.
Some mighty force had him bound within the dream!
However, just at that time, something unexpected happened. The belly of the dark blue statue bulged abruptly without warning, its arms paused, followed by a roar full of intense fury that came from the expanded belly.
This wave of sound arrived before the arms, shattering Colin’s consciousness into countless fragments.
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“Huff huff…huff…huff….hiss, my teeth are shattered, so sour.”
Colin suddenly awoke from his bed, gasping for air with a horrified expression, his mind a blank.
After a while, he gradually calmed down and closed his mouth.
The things he had just dreamed of clearly surfaced in his mind…
“If it had caught me just now, I… would likely have died!”
Colin swallowed, the thought clear in his mind—
What on earth was that thing?
It was bad enough nearly losing his sanity during the premonition, but to nearly be killed in a dream?
If it weren’t for that last roar, Colin guessed he wouldn’t have woken up.
“What is that statue? Its sitting posture feels a bit like a Buddha statue in a temple, sitting halfway up a hill on a lotus platform, a Buddha with eighteen arms? Does Buddhism have such a figure? Is that thing Miss Bunny is looking for?”
Colin’s thoughts rolled like dumplings boiling in water, bubbling up with many baseless speculations.
However, he didn’t dwell on it for long; he sorted out his thoughts.
There were roughly two pieces of useful information from this dream:
The first was to pour the blood of the Second Order “Beast Transformation Syndrome” on the black haze that enveloped the city’s outskirts.
The second was to prohibit anyone from falling asleep from now on to avoid any crises.
Soon, Colin had someone wake up Warden Calder and others, and put forward his demands.
“Pour the ‘Beastification’ solution on the black fog outside the city?” Warden Calder was stunned, not making an immediate decision but went to consult Helena once again.
Only after she nodded did he begin to assist with Colin’s orders.
To avoid irking others with an action reminiscent of cultists, the whole thing was carried out in secret, with only a dozen or so people involved.
Soon, Colin and others arrived outside the city walls and quickly saw the black fog that had sealed off the entire city.
The dark red blood was poured on as instructed…
This time, unlike previous attempts that were repelled, the black fog seemed like a gaping mouth, indiscriminately swallowing all the blood into itself.
But aside from that, there seemed to be no change; the fog did not appear to thin.
Warden Calder approached, “Your Excellency, may I ask what will happen by doing this?”
How would I know? I don’t feel any changes at all…
Colin grumbled inwardly, but his voice under the hood didn’t vary much, “It’s just so we can better survive until support arrives.”
He paused, then added, “Haven’t you noticed? The number of ‘Beastification’ sufferers has decreased, yet this layer of fog hasn’t changed at all.”
“It seems that’s indeed the case…” Calder only realized this point now.
And he found, not only had there been no change, it seemed to have gotten even thicker?
However, compared to this, Warden suddenly noticed a key term in Colin’s words:
“Support?”
“Yes.”
Colin didn’t say much, as the more he explained, the more flaws would appear…
Without a concrete response, Calder was utterly confused, curious about who the reinforcement troops were. Considering the current situation, in his view, it would take at least a Virtue Knight endowed with three or even five “Virtues” to solve the problem.
However, in the entire Southern Border, there were only two Virtue Knights endowed with three “Virtues,” one of whom had gone to support the “Catastrophe of the Magic Fog” that had broken out, and the other stationed in the main city of the Southern Border.
It was improbable for either of them to come…
As for the Virtue Knights endowed with five “Virtues,” only the Royal Capital and the most powerful Northern and Eastern Territories had them, making it even more unlikely for them to come.
And both Sir Ail and the City Lord were not in the city…
Suddenly, Calder froze, he abruptly realized that now, in the eyes of the kingdom, Black Stone City probably didn’t have any value worth saving!
What they faced was most likely a divine disaster, a sort of calamity that those people would probably give up on completely!
But before he could think further, he heard Colin’s voice again:
“Right, when you get back later, start demanding that everyone, from today on, is not allowed to sleep, and must stay awake until everything ends on the seventh day before they can dream.”
“Why?”
“You don’t need to know now.”
Having said this, Colin turned around and walked away.
Watching Colin’s retreating figure as he turned and left, Calder jogged to catch up, wanting to ask if the other party knew something deeper.
…
The night passed without incident, and when morning came on the fourth day, Colin once again heard roaring sounds.
However, the number of “Beast Transformation Syndrome” cases had significantly decreased from the previous day, and Colin began to notice that the “Beastification” aura within him no longer stirred.
“Hold on! Don’t die on me this early, would you?”
Colin secretly encouraged the monster somewhere in his dreams that was roaring.
Then, he began a new day’s actions…
But before he had even set out for the day, the “Beast Transformation Syndrome” cases had already been taken care of by Warden Calder and his men.
Time flew by quickly, and when the fifth day dawned, Colin, who had not slept a wink all night, could distinctly feel that he was no longer capable of becoming “tyrannical.”
Even if he actively stimulated that temperament and transformed into a “Beast Transformation Syndrome” form, there was no sign of losing control to rage.
However, this silence seemed to be only temporary.
Because as the “tyrannical” emotions weakened, an unprecedented sense of Hunger was slowly taking its place…
“Didn’t everyone follow the requirements? Hang in there, just over forty more hours…”
Colin silently prayed in his heart and turned back to his room.
Another night passed, and on the sixth day, the roaring ceased completely.
However, Colin once again sensed the aura of “tyranny,” but what he found ominous was that this “tyrannical” aura was different from before.
Before, it was the urge to destroy that brought corresponding insane emotions, but now, he would get angry only because of hunger…
Calder and the others, who hadn’t slept for several days at Colin’s request, also noticed something was amiss.
The “Beast Transformation Syndrome” patients no longer appeared, so why was the black fog still there?
And as time moved into the night, the anomaly slowly began…
