The Endless Shuttle

——I am the strongest, and hold all victory in hand. Regardless of people or demons, facing all enemies who frustrate their hostility, I will defeat any enemies that stand in the way! The cow with the shining golden horn, give me help!

Reciting the words silently, the revolving wheel pointed like a "bull" pattern, the great power of the sky completely broke the resistance of SCP-173.

Click.

It was like the sound of something shattering again, and the black-haired youth felt a loose hand, and the thing tied by the rope of the water of death quickly flew towards him.

Out of the black mist, close at hand, the true appearance of the dark thing sealed by the statue can be seen in Rope's real eyes.

Chapter 46: The instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, calm the chaos.

The evil appearance under the statue did not exceed Rope's expectations too much. It had a Cthulhu-style inky black energy amorphous body, exuding a spiritual wave of resentment and pain. If you have to use an adjective that doesn't fit the atmosphere, then the real appearance of 173 is very much like a black glutinous rice dumpling.

Sounds a little cute?

However, if this "cute" guy has the energy to manipulate the dream gap, cut the space, swallow the master, and can cut the steel-reinforced body as tofu, then Rope will not be able to deal with the mental heterogeneity no matter how serious it is. Will say positive reviews like cute.

The evil thing that was pulled out of the black mist slammed into the black-haired youth not far from the feet, and the black-haired youth took back the entangled water of death.

The state of the energy body is obviously not very good, and the white lime is constantly shaking from the body and sprinkled around it. After all, it is nothing more than a creature with life and thought. Even if Basatan, the **** of death, is just a secondary ruler of the old days, he is also a real god.

"It's painful..."

The energy body was tumbling right and left under Rope's feet, and the black mists returned to it one after another to heal the host's wounds, but they gained little, and the erosion of death only slowed down a little.

Immediately, a gap in space was opened in front of the creeping 173.

It has activated its abilities.

Like the beast that seeks advantages and avoids harm, the injured evil creature intends to temporarily escape to the depths of the dream. As for the guy in front of him, he will have to wait until the life safety issue is resolved before thinking about it.

Rope didn't intend to give it this chance to breathe-even though he was able to clean up 173 in a dream.

The black-haired youth did not move, and the water of death automatically froze into the appearance of a cone of ice, as if popping out of the chamber, nailing the evil object to the ground. 173 convulsed in pain, and the injury became more serious.

The "White Horse" ended its rushing and raging, and returned to Luo Pei's palm in the void, turning into a faint afterglow of fire.

"Are you just rolling in the dirt? The manipulation of dreams and reality, a thief who steals others' power and lingers."

Rope sarcastically said that the pain just now made him feel uncomfortable.

"Uuuuu..."

Perhaps it was the pain of calcification, the black glutinous rice dumpling made a slight sobbing sound.

"It hurts... why don't you keep looking at me forever... why don't you die..."

Another cone of ice pierced directly into the center of the 173 energy body. Its crying stopped abruptly, and its body shape could not be maintained for an instant, and its distortion became blurred.

——The falling lime has become more.

Luo Pei said coldly: "You'd better make yourself mentally clear. While I am still interested in recontaining you, don't let the communication become boring, otherwise the next time you are waiting for you will be a raging fire. Shadow, Darkness, illusion...constitute the essence of your essence. Would it be troublesome to be burned by the "sun"? "

Handing the "white horse" to 173, it seemed that he felt the purifying aura in the sun's flames. The evil thing didn't even dare to move, and it was lying on the ground like a dog peacefully.

"Don't... kill me..." the black dumpling whispered.

SCP-173 begged for mercy.

Remember who said it?

Except for those whose brains are filled with some more lofty religious thoughts and awakenings, even lunatics will become sober when facing the sharp edge of their necks. This is the instinct of creatures for tens of thousands of years.

Touching the location of the wound where the waist was regenerated and even the clothes were stitched together, Luo Pei curled his mouth, which was a bit nasty.

The loss of a hand during the whirlpool was not as great as the loss suffered this time. The waist cut was one of the cruel criminal laws in China, and he had just realized for a moment that the pain was not much, but the feeling was very bad.

"I think you know a little bit about you, well, it's limited to the data in the settings, ordinary, and everywhere... murderous monsters."

Rope began to say something that only he could understand.

"I don't want to know why you are so thirsty for the sight of others, and even a momentary shift will cause you to kill. I am also not interested in knowing why you are locked in a statue, let alone how you are born. , That’s the job of human researchers, not mine.”

"Your escape was an accident. You accidentally ran out of containment and came to my site, and I was responsible for shutting you up again, don’t you understand? You just need to say "understand", because everything else Let me change my mind and destroy you here. The subsequent actions of the SCP Foundation are a bit more troublesome, and it is better than a monster that can jump in space and sneak into the gap between dream and reality to mess around in my back garden. "

A series of shelling made 173 stunned for a long time without speaking. It could understand human words, but it was too obscure to help it. After all, it was not a human being.

But obviously, no matter what the inhuman person who resembles humans said in front of him, one of them was very straightforward, and 173's answer could only be the word that Rope wanted.

"……clear."

"Ah, very good."

Rope snapped his fingers, and the ice cone on 173 was pulled out.

However, the black-haired young man has not completely withdrawn the dangerous water of death. He needs to see if this thing will continue to run violently after being out of control-or in other words, is it worthwhile to leave the sealed SCP-173 alone? Containment with one eye closed.

The results did not disappoint Rope.

After the black dumpling lost the damage and fixation of the ice cone, the illusory body began to solidify again. It seemed to want to diffuse black smoke as it did at the beginning, but he was worried that the terrifying upright ape that made it painful was beside him, and he hesitated for a while. , And took the black smoke back obediently.

Not only that, 173 even separated a tentacle and gently placed it on the side of the trousers of the black-haired youth. Soon, Rope felt that the magic power he had stolen had returned, and he also brought some "interest."

——It seems that this is a performance of 173 surrender.

Very good, it seems that it can be domesticated.

Luo Pei nodded in satisfaction, and finally eliminated the murderous intent in his heart. I don’t know if there are more and more monsters. As more and more times, Rope puts himself on the same line as them. If he is not angry and necessary, he doesn’t want to kill them rationally. Monster. Oh, Maelstrom, the mental retardation of the statue of the human head that blocks the way and gets in the way is not included.

"173, can you go back to the statue?"

"Don't go back! I hate darkness and loneliness!"

In an instant, the black dumpling reacted, and the entire energy body stretched out and stood up, almost a head higher than Rope, his words were full of resentment.

But immediately, it whispered like a child again.

"But... it's not very annoying... I should like the dark..."

"cough."

"!"

With a soft cough, 173 sensed the terrifying ice cone surrounding it, and quickly retracted back to its original size, lying on the ground safely.

"Forget it if you can't go back."

Rope swept the black dumpling from the corner of his eye.