But an inexplicable premonition of danger made the black-haired youth not come forward easily, and stalemate with 173.

——Rope trusts his instinct very much.

Ticking. Ticking. Ticking. Ticking.

Suddenly, there was only the dripping sound of rain infiltrating in the silent corridor.

The water soaked the old ceiling, and between the short distance between the black-haired young man and the statue facing each other, slices of white lime of various sizes fell, and then quickly dyed red by the blood on the ground.

After two minutes of silence, it seemed that it was just a violent demolition. The lime on the top of Rope’s head could not support the damp erosion of the water. It fell down, and it seemed to be in the process of falling. The medium shields SCP-173 from his view.

SCP-173, even if it is a millisecond gap, it will hold on tightly.

coming!

The second attack.

High concentration of energy, in Ropey's perception, that piece of lime is like being pressed by a slow-release button, every roll in the air, every minute of falling and accelerating, Rope knows clearly.

A tiny electric current was wrapped around his right hand, increasing his already exaggerated arm strength.

Finally, the falling lime completely blocked the tall figure in the wall of SCP-173.

In an instant, danger came from behind.

The horror statue once again exerted its terrible speed, separated from the mosaic wall, and came to the back of the black-haired youth. The concrete arms that should have been stiff were placed on the neck of the person who dared to interrupt his vision. The scene just now was staged again.

At this time, Rope had already prepared.

The body moved with his heart and usurped the power to defeat the Tathagata. The "seventy-two changes" exerted its power. He lost the form of the material world and turned into a shadow-like projection existence.

"Seventy-two changes"-"Tongyou"!

Losing its body, it is naturally impossible to be injured by a physical attack, and SCP-173's hands are twisted empty.

The statue froze in place again, as if unable to understand why he failed to break the neck of the person in front of him. It raised its hand again, but before 173 tried to strangle again, Rope turned his head, and the azure eyes locked the statue again.

With sight watching, SCP-173 stopped moving.

But Rope didn't plan to stop like this.

The black-haired young man grabbed the rough neck of the statue and slammed his back down, with his right hand entwined with the electric current, hitting 173's chest heavily.

No matter what's wrong, it's always right to attack first. It doesn't matter if it is broken. The Foundation is discussing and trying things like destroying SCP containment almost every day.

Rumbling.

SCP-173 was hit to the first floor with an enhanced fist, and even deeper underground, the tortured building was crumbling under Rope's nonsense attack.

Soon, the building with a history of more than ten years collapsed.

The impact of the wreckage of the aircraft and the two consecutive violent demolitions by the Nephilis, no matter which one they were, far exceeded the building's tolerance.

With the collapse of bricks and debris, the floor Rope was stepping on shattered. He accelerated in the opposite direction and rushed straight into the dark cave smashed out by 173.

Zi Zi Zi.

The blue Razer seemed to have life propping up the surrounding soil for Rope. In the electric light, he clamped the statue like a dead thing, watching it gleaming with fluorescent green eyes.

"If you are an upgraded version of the 173Plus, you shouldn't have this power like a fool?"

The black-haired young man drew in the distance between his face and said softly.

"I know you can definitely hear voices and words, and have your own thinking, so tell me what you are!"

The kind of breath that made him feel dangerous is definitely not something that ordinary SCP containment objects can have. In this important place, as long as Makise Kurisu has not left, Luo Pei will not allow unknown things that can become hidden dangers.

"..."

SCP-173 did not answer, nor could it answer.

In the pitch-black hole, there is still only the echo of the subtle name of the electric current and Rope's words.

Click, click, click.

Before Rope asked again, an uncomfortable voice rang.

At the location where Rope attacked, SCP-173's concrete body cracked a gap and continued to spread to the surroundings.

The gap slowly widened, and darkness revealed.

As if a powerful evil creature was breaking the eggshell that bound it, the feeling of coldness and danger in the air rose to its apex in an instant.

Luo Pei's back was cold, and he quickly released the gripping 173's hand to get a distance. At the same time, the "Tongyou" of "Seventy-Two Transformation" was activated again, transforming into an intangible intangible body.

Bang!

Breaking through the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, or the devil breaking away from the seal.

Three blue-black, twisted soft arms stretched out from the cracks in the statue, and firmly grasped the hands of the black-haired youth.

——In the incorporeal situation, Rope was still caught.

As if to take away all the warmth, those three hands were incredibly cold and extremely ominous.

At this time, Ropey wanted the answer, 173's real voice, stern enough to stop the heart from beating, and a cuckoo's wailing of blood came out from the gap.

"Look directly at me... don't look away from you... distracting attention is not allowed... looking at me... looking at me!!"

It’s unclear between men and women, and even whether it’s human language remains to be scrutinized, but Rope can understand the meaning.

"It turns out that you are the ontology..."

Rope sneered and pinched the demon's arm that stretched out of the gap in the statue with his backhand.

Thunder flashed across the azure blue pupils. In addition to the light of the electric current, the wheel of the sun also rose behind the black-haired youth, taking care of him like a god.

——Brilliant and bright, enduring forever.

"I'm watching you……"

The pointer points to the position of "White Horse", and the "Savior Knife" with shining stars also appeared in Rope's hand.

"... Then, what are you going to do?"

Holding the magic knife upside down, he stabbed it fiercely.

Surrounding the "flame of the sun", the platinum long knife pierced into the cracked gap of the statue, burning all the flames, and the power of the most central and noble star of the solar system exploded.