Chapter 302

"Ha...... ah......"

He was incredibly sure that the one on the surveillance screen was "SCP-1915", that unsuccessful reality bender.

But......

Why would it be like this......

Isn't he unable to actively twist reality......

The Director's pupils kept trembling, his heart uncontrollably anxious.

A reality bender who had been tested repeatedly and determined to be "harmless" by several doctors.

Broke containment and slaughtered the security personnel.

The contrast before and after "SCP-1915" was so huge that the Director felt reality was a bit absurd.

It was not just the Director who was surprised by this; the Foundation staff in the entire office were all dumbfounded.

In the corridor.

"SCP-1915" in a sand robe seemed to feel the emotions of the Site-17 staff, raised his head, and his blue eyes were particularly clear in the blurry picture.

Incredibly indifferent.

Then, a touch of white sand appeared on the surveillance screen, followed by the entire screen being completely lost.

At the same time, the impatient alarm sound stopped, in unison.

Suddenly, the entire room fell into deathly silence.

A few seconds later, the door was pushed open, and a researcher in a white lab coat walked in humming a song, walking leisurely, and sat down.

That song had a certain age, the tune was very beautiful, and even non-human audience members could feel the happy emotions in it.

But, this made the already condensed air even heavier.

He didn't notice any anomalies at all, muttering to himself:

"Phew~ finally turned off this damned alarm......"

He skillfully opened the document and started working in a pretentious manner, while looking forward to what to eat for dinner in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, he felt a sense of discomfort.

Turning around to look, he saw his superiors and colleagues all looking at himself, saying nothing, as if they were doing a pre-meal prayer.

"Why are you looking at me?"

The Director was suddenly furious, took two quick steps, kicked over his office chair, and roared:

"Hurry up and turn on the alarm for me, highest level, fast!"

Subsequently, he looked at other staff members angrily and roared:

"What are you all stunned for, call for support! All alert!"

In fact, without the Director's order, the security forces stationed in Site-17 would actively respond to the containment breach event.

Leave professional things to professional people—

Security personnel are responsible for cleaning up unstable factors;

Researchers are responsible for discovering the secrets of containment objects;

D-class personnel are responsible for being consumables.

Each performs its own duties, and the order is clear.

In the corridor, the sound of mechanical parts and the opening and closing of airtight doors sounded continuously.

Uneasy red light flickered, and the security forces assembled in a hurry; they were fully armed, wearing heavy yet agile black exoskeletons, holding Gauss rifles in both hands.

At the end of each team, there was one person carrying a heavy Scranton Reality Anchor.

"Hume index anomaly detected, has exceeded the limit of a Level 5 reality bender!"

"That is the peak of divinity, half a step away from Supreme Divinity."

"Launch the anti-divinity combat plan!"

"Brothers, are you ready to kill a god?"

The leading captain took a deep breath, leaning against the cold wall; the faint light of the Scranton Reality Anchor starting up illuminated half of his body; he was doing pre-war mobilization.

Other personnel following closely behind also quickly took their positions, and the flashlight under the muzzle emitted white light, concentrated at the end of the road.

The airtight door closed and locked.

Only one of them and the monster could walk out alive.

Site-17's security personnel and Delta-17 task force set up shooting postures in unison, with their muzzles accurately aimed forward.

There, red light flickered constantly, as if blood had been painted all over the walls.

In the white light, the screams passed away instantly, and the rustling sound of flowing sand overlapped, like the roar of a tsunami.

The Foundation's containment sites are all buildings stronger than permanent fortifications, and there would be no problem even if hit directly by a howitzer.

Even so, the wall at the end of the corridor collapsed suddenly, and in the terrified and surprised eyes of everyone, it turned into white sand.

That white sand seemed to be the main body.

Could "SCP-1915" be a divinity capable of assimilating matter into white sand?

The captain guessed so.

His guess had a certain rationality, but unfortunately, he was wrong.

However, even if he were correct, it would be of no avail.

The moment Yoshikage Kira's figure appeared, the captain pulled the trigger sharply, and he and his team members fired wildly at that divinity.

The charging sound rang and fell.

Wave after wave.

"Is it effective?"

The captain looked at the team member beside him, just asked, and saw the latter's body climbed by white sand, instantly collapsing and exploding, scattering into white sand all over the ground.

Even the Scranton Reality Anchor, the big killer that had always been effective against anomalies, turned into a pile of white sand.

"How......"

His lips moved, realizing some terrible possibility.

That kind of possibility had never been envisioned by anyone, and no one would believe it.

Once the answer is revealed, all of humanity will welcome death and destruction in despair; it is better to be an ostrich burying its head in the sand and muddle along.

He raised his muzzle, poured out the last ammunition, and watched the white sand surge over, swallowing himself.

In the moment his consciousness dissipated, the captain saw "SCP-1915", the blonde man with blue eyes.

A sea of white sand surrounded Him, as if serving a master.

The only consolation was that He was not unscathed; parts of His body were missing, empty.

Yoshikage Kira glanced at the collapsed humanoid, looked around, and stopped walking.

"My god...... can't be killed, can't be beaten, can't be escaped; the boss design of this game is a bit too much."

"Why did he stop? Could it be that his conscience was discovered?"

"Probably not...... 'God' has already announced the ending of this story; what happened in the past will not be tampered with, so, no matter what, the universe will be destroyed."

"Maybe it's just awakened power, and now it's still unaccustomed......?"

Just when the audience thought He was going to stop there.

An unspeakable fluctuation erupted in an instant.

Site-17 turned into a sea of white sand in an instant.

Corridors, containment rooms, offices, D-class personnel, researchers, and even containment objects were assimilated and swallowed by "Missing".

Turned into a pile of white sand.

A kind of wailing sound of steel twisting and collapsing followed, and the sound of the building collapsing also came together.

"Hello, did you hear any sound?"

A pedestrian stopped, politely stopped a passerby, a bit puzzled.

The Foundation disguised Site-17 as an office building.

At this time, it was the period when people were coming and going on the street and traffic was busy.

The busy office workers were very unfamiliar with this kind of sound.

But when they saw a skyscraper collapse, they let out an exclamation.

The Supreme Divinity, "Missing Thing", used the destruction of an entire Foundation site to open the prelude to this massacre.