Suppress monsters and save the world

Chapter 290 Operation in the Royal Capital

Of course, Zhongzheng’s understanding is not complete.

Since he has stayed in the neon branch of the foundation for a long time, Zhongzheng actually doesn't know much about the cutting-edge power of the foundation.

What's more, Zhongzheng's authority and level can't be regarded as really high.

Therefore, facing Nazarick, the Foundation will definitely have a chance of winning if they confront Nazarick head-on. However, if the Foundation uses tricks, Nazarick will face a predicament they never imagined.

This is the end of letting go of thoughts, Zhongzheng no longer thinks about these things that are useless at this stage,
"What are the results of SCP-082's status test experiment, and how much preparation work has been completed for the logistics force!"

Zhongzheng once again put into the busy base work.

king capital,

In an unremarkable civilian house,

The five of White were sitting in a circle, discussing the next action plan.

"Captain White, it's been a while since we arrived in the capital, and I think it's time to act." Thaumatologist Levin said boringly, playing with a kingdom gold coin in his hand.

"I think exactly the opposite."

Lars was not in a hurry. It could even be said that he still hoped to stay in the capital for a while.

The reason for this is an organization called Eight Fingers.

This is what White inadvertently sensed on the day he led the team to the capital. After preliminary investigations by Kashiwagi and Lars, it was finally confirmed that it was an underground organization named Eight Fingers.

"That underground organization is the dark side of the kingdom. There are such things everywhere. What aroused your interest." Levin stopped the gold coin in his hand and turned to look at Lars beside him.

"Although I'm not sure yet, how should I describe that thing?" Lars scratched his head,

"Let's leave it to Kashiwagi to explain, it's the thing he "saw"."

White turned his gaze to Kashiwagi who was sitting quietly beside him.

Kashiwagi glanced at Lars, and first explained with a blank face: "Sorry, Captain White, I used an ability I'm not proficient in, but I didn't lose control."

"What kind of thing is it worth doing? Do you know the consequences of losing control?" White frowned and reprimanded Kashiwagi for his behavior.

Due to its consequences, Supreme was purged by the Foundation.

As reality benders, in fact, most of their fate was obliterated by the Foundation, the most important reason being the instability of reality benders.

Ability beyond their control may affect the stability of humanity, so the Foundation must stifle the risk.

According to the foundation's classification, the lower the reality bender, the more difficult it is to control his ability to distort reality, and the third level is a watershed.

Reality benders who have reached the third level like White and are absorbed by the Foundation are the most powerful and stable combat power.

The fourth and fifth levels that go up, may already be called gods in the eyes of most people, and it is difficult for the Foundation to erase them, let alone control them.

As for those below level three, although they have abilities, they are extremely unstable. Most of the reality warpers eliminated by the Foundation are in this range.

The reason why Kashiwagi was absorbed into the foundation is entirely because of his excellent control over his own abilities, such talents are very rare.

But he, after all, is a second-level reality bender.

"Sorry, captain, I am willing to accept all punishments." Kashiwagi stood up and maintained a military posture, motionless.

White didn't speak immediately, and the room suddenly fell silent: "Forget it, we'll talk about this matter when we get back to the base. What did you find?"

Finally, White smoothed his blond hair, but still didn't say anything.

".Yes, thank you Captain."

"Last night, Lars and I sneaked into Eight Fingers' headquarters again, and successfully learned about their recent plans. After completing this goal, I accidentally discovered an extremely hidden underground passage."

Lars followed Kashiwagi's words and said: "Neither my thaumaturgy nor Kashiwagi found that underground passage at first, it should be the magic of this world, and it is definitely not something that the so-called eight fingers can master."

"So Kashiwagi forcibly distorted the reality and opened the underground passage, right?"

"Yes, Captain. However, with the help of Lars, I tried to understand the composition of that magic. Unexpectedly, the complexity of that magic is far beyond imagination."

"Take thaumaturgy as an example. It is more than twice as complicated as the most complicated thaumaturgy I have ever seen." Lars stretched out two fingers with a serious expression, which was very convincing.

"We were able to access that underground passage, and when we got to the end, we only found a statue, which we photographed back."

As he spoke, Kashiwagi took out a photo.

The statue is an ordinary old man holding a scepter, with a twenty centimeter long beard.

"What kind of containment is this?"

Levin subconsciously used the word containment, but in fact, everything in this world can be said to be containment.

In order to avoid being too complicated, Hei only used the number scp-082-1.

"Unknown. There is nothing special about the statue, and the material used is ordinary stone. However, our communication methods failed and we were unable to contact here. Therefore, we chose to retreat and took no further action."

This choice is well deserved.

But the problem is now, they don't have extra time to explore this matter.

After listening to the report, White shook his head and said, "This matter can be reported to the base, and another person will be sent here. Our mission is about to begin."

"Captain, what do you mean?" Levin asked quickly.

"That's right, the latest action order came from the base, and tonight is our action time."

"It's a pity. I thought I could capture a few people with eight fingers to test my new potion." Those scum are still aborigines. Matthew can use them at will, which makes him happy just thinking about it. Unfortunately, now no more.

"There will be opportunities in the future. Now, prepare separately, and set off at eight o'clock in the evening."

"Yes."

"Understood, Captain."

Time always flies by quickly,

Night is coming soon,

In the castle of the royal capital, Princess Lana stood in front of the window, staring into the distance,

"Ah, my dear Klein, haven't you come back yet? If I had known, I wouldn't have let you go out. Klein, Klein." Lana's face gradually distorted, and her voice became abnormal.

Such a sound made the maid behind Lana stay silent, not daring to make a sound, and tried her best to control the shaking of her body.

What no one in the whole castle found was that,
On top of a steeple in the castle, a black figure was looking at Princess Lana's room.

(End of this chapter)