I'm afraid of non-human beings

"Bang" with a muffled sound.

As if something had been thrown heavily against the wall of the corridor, Lin You curiously approached the locked door, just in time to hear a particularly crisp sound that could not be blocked even through the door.

Ah, Lin You thought, maybe SCP-173, the little neck twister, came to treat the cervical spine.

The only regret is that with such a thick wall in the middle, even if I could hear anything, it was all drowned out by the loud screaming voice of SCP-096.

It seems that the battle is intense.

Thinking of this, Lin You quickly took two steps back, trying to get as far away from that end as possible.

She didn't dare to just slip here, God knows if the one who was tricked in the corridor would break through the wall in a fit of anger and die together.

Although his voice can no longer be heard, as one of the three original pillar gods, even if it is just an incarnation, it is of course impossible to be solved so easily.

She had inspected the terrain here before she took the bait for Naia, and she knew the structure of this hiding room by heart, so as not to have nowhere to run.

Without hesitation, Lin You rushed to the door in the corner directly opposite, and unscrewed the handle.

The aluminum alloy door was turned inward, and she saw Geng Qinghe who was listening to the signal to power on at a glance.

His hand was still on top of the lever, and he hurriedly looked over when he heard the sound.

"Sister You, Sister You!"

The other party ran too fast, and when he rushed to him, he swayed a few times out of breath, even so, he hurriedly asked repeatedly: "How's the situation?"

"So far--"

Lin You raised her eyebrows and pointed behind her.

Before they could say "it's going well", the loud bang swallowed the voices of both of them at the same time, and even the ground under their feet shook twice, gravel splashed and dust filled the air.

—The wall was still smashed.

It's just that I don't know whether Naia did it or it was done by those two excellent "partners".

On the edge of the broken wall, the body lying there was dilapidated.Looking from this side, one can only see the upper body of the corpse lying helplessly on the broken wall, the neck was forcibly twisted to the back at some strange angle, and it was forced to make a reverse 180 degrees.

Geng Qinghe: "..."

Miserable, Naia miserable.

SCP-096 turned its back to them, covering its face with its overgrown fingers and weeping in mourning. Not far away, a rough statue with a colorful face stretched out two short hands, because Falling into sight again and being unable to move again.

I am afraid that only Nyarlathotep himself knows what kind of nightmare he experienced in just a few seconds. The scene in front of him tends to be still, until a burst of screaming broke everything.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" SCP-049-J trotted back, jumping up and down like a ecstatic dance, "I! I'm coming! I'm here!"

He can't do anything, hit No.1.It was the first time to participate in trouble, and I couldn't wait to see how big the drama was just now, so I waved my doctor's staff and rushed straight to the scene.

"Wait," Lin You blurted out, "Don't go there—"

Despite all the dangers, her voice reached the quack doctor's ears before the last second.

He didn't even have time to be dazed, his body took the first step - an extremely exaggerated slamming brake, and he stopped at the edge of the light in a daze.

However, in such a short blink of an eye——

The incomplete, large and small pieces of meat scattered on the ground all turned into nothingness.

Everything melted into the darkness completely, as if they had never been torn apart.

Under the shadow, the fragmented piece of flesh slowly reorganized into a human form.

From the angle of the evil god, Lin You and Lin You should obviously not be seen, but they looked straight in this direction as if they saw through everything.

He still had that playful smile mocking everything on his face, but the smile was not as good as the cold eyes.

...The next second, Naia's smirk couldn't hold back anymore.

Sensing that the guy who had seen him was resurrected from the dead, SCP-096 covered his face, and pierced the air with piercing and mournful howling.At the same time, there was a crisp sound of "click".

SCP-173's two short hands grabbed his neck and twisted down—

Naia: "..."

Under a strong sense of suffocation, the figure that had just stood up fell down again.

Miserable.

Lin You thought, looking away.

Damn, who told you not to watch 173.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

SCP-096 was still screaming loudly, beating his hands desperately, tearing at the opponent's body.

Under such a double impact of decibels, even the indescribable roars of the swollen creatures re-formed from the black shadows became shattered, let alone any threats to them.

The tentacles stretched out by the creature were just about to lash towards the two guys in front of them, but they suddenly retracted because they touched the light.

--damn it.

After coming to this base disguised as a forest, Nyarlathotep was extremely annoyed for the first time.

But that's fine too—

In the constant tearing and healing, he also gradually figured out the law of the two of them.

One can't see it, and the other can't help it.The one I had to look at was specifically twisting the neck, so I may not attack now——

What responded to his thoughts was a gentle twist from behind.

"Crack."

Naia: "..."

...Go away! ! !

With his current form, he doesn't even have a neck, he doesn't understand what he's holding on to! ! !

He couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a roar.

In the shapeless chaos wriggling in the darkness, several tentacles sprang out and hit the ceiling suddenly.

Lin You: "...!"

In an instant, she understood what he wanted to do.

The wall shattered in response, and the mud collapsed together with the rubble.In the hole above the head, what seeps in is not the sunlight that just happened to be in the afternoon.

——They stayed in the underground base for so long, it was already dark.

Under such a violent vibration, the bulbs shattered one after another, and the only light source was the bright light scattered in the night sky, but this brightness was almost nonexistent in the endless night.

The power belonging to the night devil was not truly released until this time, but——

This does not mean that he can easily get rid of a certain pair of "open eyes" devil combination.

Following the angry roars of the gigantic monster slowly standing up in the dark night, the fiery one-eyed split into three petals, and the pitch-black tentacles and bat-like wings smashed out of the wound were also waving wildly, trying to drive away Let's get rid of those two guys who are pestering him to death.

SCP-096: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

A certain statue...a certain statue does not speak and cannot speak. It seems to use its tentacles as a neck, and twists and turns happily one by one.

Even if the damage they could do to Nyarlathotep was limited, the two sounds together became a symphony of death that debilitated him.When the whole forest was about to shake with the ground, it was still being whipped back and forth by the writhing tentacles, and grabbed SCP-173 with its head and body.

Although there was another crisp sound like being twisted, he didn't care so much, rolled it up and threw it into the distance——

The woods shook, and the concrete statue fell straight into the middle of the dense forest. Looking at the distance, it was impossible to move over in a short while.

SCP-173 was thrown far away, and the other one is still clinging to it, which is so easy to get rid of.

The berserk SCP-096 is in a state where no damage can do anything to it. It clings to the tentacles with astonishing strength, no matter how much it shakes, it can't shake it off.

Accompanied by screaming and crying, several new wounds were torn abruptly.

You can't throw it away, you can't kill it, even if it doesn't hurt much when it hits you, it's enough to make people angry, not to mention that SCP-096 does real damage.

The huge black shadow standing in the woods suddenly dwarfed.

Nyarlathotep returned to human form.

Half of his body has not yet recovered, and the "left hand" stretches backwards, using the only two remaining long claws and tentacles to counterbalance the crying SCP-096.

But it was only a matter of time before he broke free.

Although the so-called "convincing" is what he said...

The evil god who turned his head had dangerous eyes, and was about to approach step by step, when he saw Lin You nonchalantly holding a bright flashlight, ready to unscrew the shining three-eight-sided body.

Naia: "..."

"Do you really think," he said, "that I will be too late to kill you now?"

Lin You pondered for a while, then nodded seriously, "Of course it's too late."

"However," she pointed back kindly, "will you look back?"

Naia: "..."

Just behind him, along the edge of the tree trunk, the concrete statue with a colorful face stood there again.

With SCP-096 messing around, it also seemed unafraid, facing straight at him.

... When did you come here? !

Naia was silent for a few seconds.

"Okay, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

He had a cheerful face, but his voice sounded like it was squeezed out of his teeth.

"This time you won."

"but--"

He suddenly laughed.

Unlike before, this time it sounded like a genuinely happy laugh.

The voice of the evil god lying next to his ears naturally has a demagogic power, "Next time I will..."

The rest of the words floated in the air, and just as Lin You raised her eyebrows, she saw his figure disappear in place, and there was an extra card in her hand.

SCP-096 was empty, fell to the ground, and looked around blankly when it got up.

Before it could react, Lin You could clearly see the words on the card with that little bit of starlight.

【Name: Nyarlathotep】

【Level: SSR】

[Card number: 001]

[Remarks: One of the three original gods, "The Crouching Chaos" - Nyarlathotep, walks in the world as a messenger of the gods.There have been thousands of different incarnations, but the most famous human form is that of a dark-skinned, bright-smiling Egyptian man who was known to want to say - Hey, it's Naia!But for some reason, I seem to hate the form of the night devil recently, even if I use a famous polyhedron, I may not be able to summon it. PS. Mentioning in front of him a group that has become famous since its debut or a multiple-choice question with eyes open and closed may cause him to go berserk in minutes, please pay attention. 】

——The first SSR belongs to her.