SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire-Chapter 132 Displaying Divine Skills_1

"What is this? A rope?"

Suspended above the ground, "Sister" clutched at her neck, only to feel a rough, thin rope. She looked up and saw a rope descending from the darkness, looped around her neck.

Without a chance to take another look, a terrifying force suddenly emanated from the rope around her neck.

Even as a supernatural being, her thoughts began to slow, and she found it difficult to think...

It seemed as if a large hand at the end of the rope was exerting force, lifting her towards the ceiling. The higher her feet left the ground, the stronger the terrifying force became. Sounds of bones crisply breaking could be heard within her body; it was clear that her neck wouldn’t last long before snapping.

Her eyes rolled back to the point where only the whites were visible. Because of the pressure from the rope, her tongue protruded from her mouth, stretching long, with viscous saliva dripping from its tip...

In the case of a normal person, they’d practically be dead by now.

Yet, at that moment, a flash of scarlet light swept across her eyes.

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"Got it, rush in, act now, save her!"

Outside the stand-alone villa, "Soul Lock Warden" shouted from the courtyard.

At this instant, he held a bamboo fishing rod in his hand. At the end of the rod, there was a somewhat rough, thin rope that extended into the shadows, taut as if it had caught something.

But just as he finished speaking, a strong pull came from the rope below.

He stumbled, nearly being dragged down.

"Damn, such strong force all of a sudden. Hurry up and move, I can’t hold on much longer!"

"Hold on a bit longer!"

After Dog Brother took a deep breath, he looked towards a location on the second floor and retrieved an unsheathed dagger from the Storage Room, which was inlayed with numerous precious stones such as red coral, rubies, sapphires, and pearls on both the handle and scabbard.

After taking out the object, he hesitated for a moment before drawing the blade from its sheath...

At that moment, Colin and the others felt a strange, chilling presence enveloping the area.

Creating an unbearable sensation...

On the exquisitely ornate blade, there appeared to be a lifelike feather pattern crafted with a unique forging technique. The sharp dagger shimmered with a dark light as if under an unknown scrutiny.

"Damascus blade pattern? This energy level... Purple Gear, eh? Going all in with a royal flush right at the start?"

Colin roughly surmised the level of the equipment, unsure of its effects but feeling it must be formidable.

However, as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw Dog Brother turn his head and say to them, "If you see me start to self-harm, Brother Shunzi, remember to stop me..."

"No problem," Colin nodded.

Dog Brother raised his ornate dagger in his right hand, extended his left hand with the palm facing up. Soon after, he grabbed the hilt with his right hand and quickly thrust it downward, piercing through his palm...

Instantly, blood poured from the center of his palm, converging on the blade and dripping from its tip.

As the blood hit the ground, rings of black mist began to spread from beneath his feet, covering a radius of three meters around him.

What made Colin’s skin crawl was the sight of Dog Brother staring at his bleeding palm with an oddly blissful smile creeping across his handsome face, despite the pain.

But his expression suddenly stiffened as he shook his head, and his high ponytail swung with the motion...

Meanwhile, from the black mist around Dog Brother, strange whispers arose, sounding like the rustling of wind yet also like hushed voices in the shadows.

One by one, dark figures began to stand up within the mist.

They were five in number, resembling but not quite human, with disproportioned limbs and four arms, their hands bearing long claws like scythes...

As they emerged, Dog Brother, resisting the pleasure of cutting himself again, lifted his head and turned his gaze to the second floor.

In his eyes, the world turned gray and transparent, and everything could be clearly seen.

After focusing his gaze on the monster hanging mid-air, emanating a red glow...

Dog Brother’s left hand remained still, while his right hand loosened its grip on the knife handle and slowly stretched out his index finger towards the glowing monster.

"Go!"

As the words fell, five black shadows let out an eerie and piercing screech, rushing toward the monster.

They seemed to ignore the physical material of reality, not abiding by the physics rules understood by most, running through the air and passing through walls, swiftly arriving on the second floor. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Click~

It was at this moment that "Sister" tore off the noose from her neck, touched the ground with her tiptoes, pushed off with force, and leapt backward, avoiding the beheading attack that came sweeping towards her.

However, even though she dodged the lethal strike, the other monsters still left several gashes on her body.

"Interrupting my time with my little brother, you all deserve to die!"

A burst of red light exploded from "Sister" as she turned around, her absurdly large bosom swelling even more and smashing directly onto the head of a four-armed shadow...

With a bang, the shadow exploded on the spot.

"Holy shit, that’s so exaggerated?"

Downstairs, Dog Brother, as if feeling for the shadow, felt like his head had been struck by a club, and he staggered.

These shadows, normally impervious to any attack, now one was killed by a single chest slam...

This was a bizarre death he could never have imagined in his lifetime.

However, as the four-armed shadow vanished, another shadow rose from the darkness beside him.

This item, as long as he himself didn’t die, would keep summoning shadows to carry out orders without end.

Of course, he didn’t know the limit of the item, but his limit was probably the death of ten shadows...

The closer he got to this number, the closer Dog Brother felt to death.

Apart from that, the accompanying negative effects "Pleasurable Self-Harm" and "Bleeding Syndrome" were not much of an issue, just minor superficial wounds.

While Dog Brother took action, the others were not idle either...

"Soul Lock Warden" quickly tied a new loop in his broken fishing line, preparing to continue using it...

"Wandering Speedy Lad" took out a silver-white coin with electricity sparking on its surface, occasionally emitting a crackling arc.

"Everyone’s truly showing off their divine skills..."

Colin silently smacked his lips, thinking their methods weren’t bad.

He couldn’t help but wonder if, for some reason, these three decided to team up against him, whether he could handle it...

On reflection, it seemed a bit troublesome, but not overly so.

The Warden’s straw rope didn’t mean much to him, as it was countered by his inherent ability "Deadly Insight" from "Beast Transformation Syndrome" to the point it wouldn’t even recognize its own mother, perhaps even a late-stage phase one wouldn’t necessarily be caught...

The attack range of "Wandering Speedy Lad’s" coin wasn’t far, and its power didn’t seem to be too great either.

As for Dog Brother, probably the most formidable, as a "Summoner," once he was approached closely, his life would likely be in grave danger...

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