SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire-Chapter 98 - My strength is all my own_1
Chapter 98: Chapter 98 My strength is all my own!_1
Chapter 98 -98 My strength is all my own!_1
duang!
The shovel struck the black figure’s head, emitting a crisp vibration that echoed endlessly in the pitch-black street.
Colin retracted the shovel, easily containing another shadowy figure.
Once the true nature of these dark figures was discovered, dealing with them wasn’t difficult.
However, just as Colin was about to continue disposing of the black shadows in front of the enemy, he suddenly stopped and, with a smile on his face, turned to a certain direction:
“Can’t sit still? Come on, come on! Let me have a little more fun!”
No sooner had the words fallen than a blood-colored whip lashed out viciously from the darkness.
Colin laughed out loud, with a casual wave he used the shovel to effortlessly slash the bloody whip from midair.
But within that whip seemed to be something else hidden…
A palm-sized oval metal object.
Fragmentation grenade.
“Heh, it’s all these boring weapons. Security should tighten their checks.”
Colin showed no fear, winding up with the shovel, his muscles tensed, and, like playing tennis, he aimed at the grenade and swung the shovel with force.
Bang!
The moment the shovel’s face struck the grenade, it exploded instantly. Yet, the truly lethal fragments hadn’t scattered before the shovel flicked them away, igniting sparks as they spread out over the ground.
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And the shovel, recognized by the superior fighters, didn’t even dent from a mere grenade.
Colin himself was completely unharmed.
Even more, he had the spare energy to free up one hand and casually kill one of the dark figures approaching him.
Bang!
Another sniper bullet whizzed past Colin, missing by just a hair’s breadth, always just missing its mark.
The other cultists weren’t idle either; they kept launching attack after attack from the shadows, but to no avail.
That guy was like a bystander strolling through a hail of gunfire, virtually untouched.
And what infuriated them even more was his taunting words.
“Is this really all you’ve got? You think you can hurt me with such petty tricks? Aren’t you being a little too confident? But then again, this really is the limit of what you as weaklings can muster.”
“Even if I need to spare a hand for the shadows and stand in darkness, I’m still not the despair you can confront directly.”
“Let your ‘Mother’ hiding behind you come out…”
His tone, full of arrogance and superiority, turned the eyes of the ones behind the scenes bloodshot, grinding their teeth in fury.
Some of them had roughed it out everywhere and encountered numerous enemies.
But they’d never seen someone who could talk so much shit!
What was even more infuriating was that they really couldn’t take him down right now!
Not only could they not take him down, but they also realized that this guy was getting stronger and stronger!
Some of the guys in the darkness couldn’t sit still any longer.
“It’s one thing to insult us, but to insult our Master… I can’t listen to this anymore! I can’t stand it! I’m going to fight him!”
“No, don’t go, he’s deliberately provoking us! His strength has already exceeded Level 5! Only the Priest can deal with him!”
“What the heck, Level 5? I don’t believe in this evil! I’m fighting a Level 5!”
“Wang Zhi! Where the hell is your mother’s umbilical cord blood injection? Inject me now!”
Soon after, a cultist with Level 2 strength but not in good mental condition roared angrily and suddenly burst out from a corner of the street.
His figure emitted a red light as he charged, his head splitting apart to reveal the huge tumor rooted beneath his skull.
Compared to the “Hemorrhoid Spirit” Colin first encountered, it was obviously a lot stronger.
“I’m going to kill you!”
The tumor trembled, waving a blood-red tentacle covered with thorns.
“Ho ho, knowing how powerful I am, you chose not to run away but to charge at me head-on instead?”
“Do you also want to dance in the air like those ‘leaves’ I’ve sent flying?”
“Fine, consider this a reward for your courage to face me. Savor it, this last moment before death arrives.”
Colin lifted his chin, admiring the ants’ meaningless attempts.
Looking at that terrifying, non-human creature.
Then, he swung his shovel at the creature rushing towards him, and with a whoosh of a splitting air, the opponent burst into countless pieces like a watermelon hit on the spot, arcs of blood and flesh traced through the air before falling to the ground, shattering everywhere.
“You see, I only need to lift my hand to turn you into rubbish on the ground…”
Colin waved his hand to shake off the blood clinging to the shovel.
At this moment, he could easily pick up even a car as if it were foam.
More and more “valid recognitions” had endlessly pushed his strength to the physiognomic standard of a Bonfire Company C level.
These “valid recognitions” included not only the onlookers but also the cultists!
The boost from “The False Powerhouse” enabled him to kill at will in this place.
But…
On the surface, that indeed seemed to be the case.
In reality, Colin didn’t see it that way. He believed that his strength relied entirely on himself—what did that artifact have to do with anything?
He was strong because he was inherently strong!
That so-called mark was nothing more than a catalyst.
Colin felt that the role of “The False Powerhouse” wasn’t actually significant. What he truly relied on was completely himself.
“Feel my strength, face my strength, those who don’t grasp how powerful I am cannot comprehend or recognize just how weak and pitiful they themselves are.”
“Before me, I can no longer see any enemies!”
Colin’s smile faded as he sighed helplessly, suddenly feeling a hint of loneliness.
Hearing this sigh, Hu Xiaoyuan couldn’t help but twitch:
“Damn, I really want to beat you up. Mr. Lin, just who exactly are you borrowing this ‘Divine Strike’ from…”
As she felt a darkness before her eyes, she also silently took note of those hair-raising words, planning to look into the specifics later.
After a long use of an “idol’s” power, an “agent’s” style of speech would also draw close to that of their counterpart.
So sometimes, through this, it’s possible to guess who might be the “ambassador” of whom.
However, Hu Xiaoyuan was also curious about this peculiar speaking style that seemed like it could easily get one killed. No, it was unique…
This “idol” should be famous; why did it seem like she hadn’t heard of them?
But before she could ponder further, she suddenly noticed some figures stealthily moving towards the base.
“Planning to strike at the common people?”
Hu Xiaoyuan gathered her thoughts.
Although the base had some mechanisms left by the Frontier Guards, if there was no one to lead and if the correct course of action wasn’t understood, one would fall into the anomaly called “Project 3-87 Infinite Staircase” while climbing stairs…
Thinking of possible accidents, she decided to return to assist in protecting the civilians, so Mr. Lin wouldn’t be distracted here.
At this point, she had realized that this supporter might have mastered the solution to the dilemma long ago.
Otherwise, those cultists hidden behind the scenes wouldn’t have surfaced.
Just then, she suddenly felt a vibration in the ground.
It seemed like some enormous creature was approaching from afar…
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