"...Boss, with all due respect, you seem to be even more narcissistic after missing you for a while."

Rope glanced at Olson irritably, and realized that he was a little bit nonchalant, and the white male quickly began to pretend to look around at the scenery, barely whistling.

The spread of the belief of "Father of Demons" is something you and Occupy Mask, including all my subordinates, have been doing all the time. Don't make it as if it was the first time you heard this from me. "

"Sorry, sorry, I just think the atmosphere is a little serious, adjust it a little... Boss, forgive me."

Olsen smirked, and pretended to draw a nondescript etiquette on his chest, muttering words in his mouth.

"Praise the father of the demons, the great and wise king of monsters!"

The blonde woman looked at Olsen with a cold face, as if she was mentally retarded.

"Pause your unexplained behavior, Mr. Olsen."

She turned her head and said to Rope: "Sir, the front is within the guard range. We have noticed the peeping of the mechanical equipment. We have probably been spotted by the guarding soldiers. Please give the order immediately. We will carry out the removal work and wait until the manor. It’s not too late for you to come and take action if your internal defense level is lowered."

As soon as Olsen heard that they had been found, he immediately put on the veteran's unique expression and looked around vigilantly.

He snapped his fingers softly, and several monsters moved into action, dived into the shadows, jumped into the shade of the trees, and turned the entities into illusions, looking for the next human victim with their terrifying eyes.

"Clear?"

Rope shook his head.

"No need, relax. I ask you just to let you take over the job, not to make you take charge of the frontal combat."

He looked at the location of Weiss Manor ahead, and in the hidden sight that could see through, a group of soldiers had already communicated with each other and quietly touched over.

The black-haired young man raised his cane and stabbed it heavily to the ground.

The sharp white silver threaded cane pierced the hard cement storefront, and at the same time, the words of demigod uncleanness resounded through the sky.

"Chaos. High curse!"

The space has been changed.

All the existence, including the monsters under Rope, felt an indescribable sense of fear.

In their sight, the normal world seemed to be seriously diseased, the sun turned into a moldy color, and at the end of the gloomy sky, there was a sticky blood drop.

The woods and roads were nowhere to be seen, but instead were tombstones made up of corrupted flesh and blood, buried with the remains of unknown creatures, with a foul smell.

Ruowu's wailing and sharp baby crying echoed in the ears of the monsters.

--hell.

The aliens that had brought fear to people became scared, and they continued to kneel down, and once again offered their fearful respect to the demigod who could distort reality.

Deliberately avoiding the inside of Weiss Manor, the soldiers who were shrouded in evil magic arts fell to the ground with their heads in pain. After a while, their heads swelled up, like an indeterminate body. Others have grown up to look like scales and beasts, fused with the tearful pupils on the ground, and turned into disgusting anomalous creatures.

The curse of the evil demigod will spread to the descendants of the cursed, for generations to come, never ending!

-What is more painful than death is the inability to die.

"All right."

Luo Pei smiled like a spring breeze to his subordinates.

"Now there is no preparation to hinder our "human beings". Welcome your new compatriots. "

Chapter 83: Above the corpse, a new world will take root

The scope of Rope's magical arts is very large. Except for the Wythe Manor, which he deliberately avoided, the disgusting and unusual scene even polluted the mountainside position of the Eastern Mountain Range, encompassing the entire suburban area of ​​the city.

The combatants who can be responsible for the security of "O5" are not deaf or blind, so they naturally entered a state of high alert for the first time.

The luxurious meeting room was in a mess, the "O5" who were not too calm, and the leaders of the various invited organizations, some of them were angry and questioned the organizer loudly. Others were apprehensive when seeing the distorted scene, praying like their own gods.

Above the main seat of the conference table, the "founder" looked gloomy.

An officer wearing a red mask walked up to him, bent over and said to the SCP Foundation leader's ear: "It happened very suddenly. Please lead important poets to evacuate according to the scheduled passage as soon as possible. We will delay the time here. I am afraid this is an organized and premeditated attack."

"Since the explosion of Constanta's nuclear bomb, which one was not a premeditated action!?"

"Founder" asked angrily, the red right-handed officer did not refute, and stood quietly.

The feeling of a punch on cotton, the "founder" also knew that venting his anger on his subordinates would not help, so he took a deep breath, forcibly calmed his mood and asked again.

"Can you know who it is now? That "God of Doom"? A grudge SCP project? Or is it with the help of this "plague" that all run out one by one? "

"It should be an SCP item. It is unknown whether the "God of Doom" exists. "

The other "O5" tapped the weird laptop and said.

"We did not have any paperwork notices for this operation. All were sent through encrypted channels. If the U.S. Department of Defense had not betrayed us and abandoned our human identity and turned to the arms of monsters, then "SCP-079" must have cracked our encryption. "

Artificial intelligence has always been feared by humans for a reason.

The reason is this. In the networked information society, an intelligent life living in a virtual world is almost a devastating blow to the intelligence department.

"SCP-079" is just an old AI sealed in an old computer. It can crack the encrypted channel set by our professionals in such a short time! ? "The "founder" banged the table vigorously, as if questioning the abilities of his subordinates.

The "O5" with the computer frowned. He was obviously not the identity that allowed the "founder" to ask questions at will.

"You'd better associate "SCP-110" with "SCP-079" a few days ago. Maybe "SCP-079" has evolved in that underground city. Who can make sense of non-human things... …Sorry, I have to leave first. "

After speaking, the "O5" packed up his things and walked into the secret passage under the **** of his own bodyguard.

Before the "founder" gave further orders to maintain the chaos, a few well-dressed middle-aged men walked towards him under the leadership of a sloppy man with a big beard. Next to the big beard was a man in military uniform. General.

"Mr.01, you better give us an explanation."

"We are all here for the **** things that happened in this **** world, and then come up with a **** solution that everyone can agree to, but you can't guarantee even the most basic security? Gentlemen present here to you every year Is the huge amount of safety funds paid to raise waste?"

"A lot of weapons have been sold, but this kind of big profit gives me a bad feeling. Romania, Serbia, Ukraine, just like people returning to Hong Kong to return photos... Now we are let go by you. With those deformities trapped, are you unable to support the order of the abnormal world?"

"People's sentiments have been questioning us for "Resident Evil". God, if the United States had that kind of biochemical technology that would have unified the earth long ago, they would be really stupid..."

Howling like a duck, the "founder" is upset by the noisy yelling.

Unbearable, the leader of the SCP Foundation finally broke out and hit the table with a punch.

——Boom!

The scene fell silent, and everyone looked at the "founders" in surprise, whether in their identity or those who had friendship with the "founders," this was the first time I saw this kind of gaffe.

"I will explain to you, but not now."