SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire-Chapter 90 - Engaging in Battle_1
Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Engaging in Battle_1
Chapter 90 -90: Engaging in Battle_1
“When the bird grows big, all kinds of woods will attract it!”
Colin looked at the giant flesh lump growing on the split buttocks, about the height of a person, with his expression filled with surprise, at a loss for words for a moment.
He thought he had seen quite a bit during his travels in the past half month.
No matter how strange those non-human creatures looked, he wasn’t shocked by them, but this was the first time he had seen a “Hemorrhoid Spirit.”
If he had had a keyboard, he would have definitely hit “6.”
“Whoosh~”
A tentacle whip suddenly lashed out, making a sound in the air, with Colin as its target.
“Not fast enough.”
Colin simply stepped back and easily avoided the attack.
The fallen tentacle left a clear mark on the cement floor with a smack.
‘An ordinary person being hit like that would be dead or disabled, but for me, it would probably just break the skin and draw a bit of blood.’
As Colin backed away, he glanced at the mark and estimated the enemy’s strength.
While pondering, another elongated flesh whip came at him, and Colin once again dodged while drawing his gun and fired three shots at the “Hemorrhoid Spirit,” immediately creating three bloody holes on its surface.
“Ah!” The red lump trembled with pain but did not die from it.
“Its vitality isn’t weak,” Colin nodded, feeling that he really needed to find a way to fix his revolver. Its current functionality was rather inadequate.
Fast shooting, accurate aim, yet the damage was like scratching an itch…
A whole clip emptied with no significant damage inflicted.
If he had used the “Bunny” legion’s explosive bullets, perhaps a single shot would have done the job.
“You damned weak piece of flesh!”
The human part of the “Hemorrhoid Spirit,” lying on the ground, let out a distorted voice, then it crawled on the ground twistingly like a scorpion, fiercely attacking again with its blood-colored tentacles.
Behind it, more than a dozen creatures with human parts, but mainly huge flesh tumors growing all over their bodies, charged over, aiming to tear the man before them into pieces, as a sacrifice to the “Mother of the Red Moon!”
Colin, facing the attacking tentacles that came at him like a net, stopped underestimating them and started dodging repeatedly as they struck.
He needed to make sure that these were the only monsters present so as to avoid any oversights.
If any of them got away, it could potentially attract even more troublesome enemies.
Of course, using Blended Oil to burn them with the “Ring of Flame Dominance” was another method, but thinking of the pain from being burned himself…
Colin would rather go through a bit of trouble.
But facing so many tentacles, even if he dodged well, he was inevitably hit once or twice, his clothing torn, and his skin showed lashes that looked rather ragged.
“Run? Running is useless! Just surrender obediently!”
“We have already set up the prohibition here; you can’t possibly contact your teammates anymore!”
“Cooperate a bit, and maybe we can let you die a more comfortable death…”
The encroaching monsters, seeing Colin slip away like a mudfish time and again, couldn’t help but start cursing.
“Heh…”
Colin rolled to the side to avoid a falling flesh whip, his mouth curling into a sneer—
With so many monsters crowding around him, not a single one had triggered his passive ability “Deadly Insight,” which indicated the level of their strength.
Well, this is what an “F Level” mission’s enemies should be like!
After a few seconds, having confirmed there were no more monsters, Colin stopped dodging and instead charged into the crowd of monsters.
“Seeking death! Die!”
The “Hemorrhoid Spirit” swung several tentacles from the flesh ball at him all at once.
Dozens of tentacle-like flesh whips crisscrossed above, enveloping everything like a giant net.
However, just as these attacks were about to touch Colin, the sound of an invisible engine that only Colin could hear suddenly boomed.
A ten-meter radius all around him was dragged into the realm of stagnant time—
Za Warudo!
Colin took out the Bone Spur—a special tool for staff members—and started stabbing randomly, applying debuffs to all of them.
Ratatat…
By the time the ticking echoed in his ears, Colin had completed the harvest.
At that moment, the blood tumors couldn’t understand what was happening; they only saw Colin’s figure flash away to another spot.
Although confused, as they raised their tentacles to attack again, they felt their bodies sink and intense, terrifying pain suddenly erupted from certain points on their bodies.
This wave of agony swept over them like a tide, engulfing their consciousness almost instantly.
“Ahhh!!!”
Screams of torment instantly rose and fell throughout the factory.
All they felt was an unexplained injury within them, being continuously injected with a filthy liquid.
The blood tumors swelled up like balloons, their tentacles flailing desperately in the air in a futile attempt to alleviate the pain.
“Ahhh! What have you done to us!?”
The “Hemorrhoid Spirits” that were swollen and bleeding profusely rolled on the ground, howling in anguish.
“Hemorrhoid-Extinguishing Technique, effective with just one prick.”
Colin muttered to himself, but watched them expressionlessly.
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Another dozen seconds later, the wailing petered out, and the bloated flesh tumors collapsed, their bodies like deflated sacks, secreting a murky black fluid…
After they had completely died, the effect of the “filth” injections finally ceased.
“This Bone Spur hasn’t been rated yet; if I get the company to evaluate it, it could start at least at the Purple tier…”
Colin looked at their gruesome deaths and felt a phantom pain in his lower back.
Except for that time with the incarnation of the “Ancient God” when he couldn’t use it successfully, other times, it’s really been instant death upon piercing, with no exceptions so far.
Truly the most powerful offensive tool he possessed…
Then, he turned around to look at a few people shivering in the corner.
These people were fairly lucky; the tumor-like creatures probably thought they weren’t a threat, so they didn’t attack them.
Afterward, Colin turned his head to look at a group of people at the doorway and raised an eyebrow:
“And you? Who might you be?”
He had wanted to keep a “Hemorrhoid Spirit” to inquire about more specifics, but the arrival of a new group made him dismiss that thought.
At this moment, at the doorway, there were six people dressed in grey and black combat gear, looking quite professional.
It seemed these were the people who rushed over during his engagement with the monsters.
“We…”
The one leading this group, looking at Colin standing atop a “Corpse Mountain,” was still somewhat dazed.
They had detected Colin earlier through the external cameras they had set up. Although he seemed too young, which was a bit off, they were quick to realize that perhaps it was the response to their call for help, and finally, someone was sent to handle the situation.
They had just decided to establish contact with Colin when they saw him being lured away by the group of Cultists.
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