I’m in SCP: All Around Me are Evil Gods!

After a long period of sluggishness, the maid in the guard shop reacted, fearing that she would be involved.

But after swallowing that mass of flesh and blood, the billion-dollar glorious body on the ceiling returned to silence and retreated into the subsequent silver door.

From the beginning to the end, Lilith couldn't see its appearance, she could only guess its shape by imagination.

The reflection projected on the wall disappeared at the same time, the floor was as clean as new, and the sight of the tentacles dancing just now was gone forever.

As for the sprayed blood and the tumbling minced meat, they were all swallowed by those fine teeth and sucked cleanly, except for a hat.

Lilith came to the accident site cautiously, stretched out her hand to touch the smooth ground, it was spotless, and she really couldn't see the tragic situation that had happened.

The ground is smooth and can reflect her appearance. Fortunately, she is wearing a black and white maid dress and dragged it to the ground. Otherwise, she should worry about whether to go out of the bar all day, otherwise it will be really difficult.

"Should I tell the master?"

The simple maid was entangled, took the hat and walked to Wang Li who was sleeping, and lifted the blanket that fell on her chest for him, her eyes erratic.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed some invisible gazes projected from behind, she put out the thought of reporting to the owner.

As Lilith picked up the book that Wang Li had slid down on the ground, placed it on the table, and returned to the bar honestly, those eyes that were looking at her disappeared.

He sighed, although Lilith had been here for several days, she still felt as if she was walking on thin ice.

Those malicious people temporarily lose interest in her under a certain restraint, but as long as they touch the taboo, I believe that the unknown person who can't usually show up will definitely be the first to appear and tear her apart.

Lilith put her hat on the hand-made statue area where the hand-panel model was placed, then sat on the high stool obediently, and decided to forget what had just happened.

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Western Australia! The abandoned ancient city of Nekert!

The Serpent's Hand headquarters located below the ground, at the moment J died, the man sitting in the main seat of the Round Table Council raised his head slightly.

"Is there another accident?" He frowned and closed his eyes for a moment in deep thought.

If it's just an ordinary member, that's it. An important cadre like J died strangely, and we must figure out the reason.

It just so happened that the ten members of the round table, each of them left the "hair", "skin" and "blood" similar to the medium in advance, and saw the broken scene before the other party's death with the help of spells.

Ordering people to take out the medium belonging to J, the man got up and went to the secret room next to him, which was filled with all kinds of bizarre and terrifying ceremonies.

In the gap between the corners of the altar, there is still a whirlpool-like white transparent door, which leads to nowhere.

While waiting for his subordinates, the man stood in one of the ceremonies and fell into contemplation. Recently, things went wrong inexplicably.

First, the mission of L failed and the Dragon Kingdom died. Now J is also in trouble.

L will not mention it for the time being, when he died, he also looked back at the death fragments.

I probably understood that it should have been polluted by the unknown to a complete madness, so the deity was wrongly summoned, which caused dissatisfaction with the great, and directly collapsed.

It's a pity that I broke the backtracking without seeing the deity's body at that time, otherwise it would be possible to observe which one it was.

Now, one of the twins has declared coolness, and the reason must be figured out, otherwise K, who is also in the Dragon Kingdom, may also be in a dangerous situation.

Until the subordinates fetched the blood belonging to J, the man put it in a silverware, his lips wriggling, and he chanted the mantra.

The next moment, he saw it.

"Coastal town...tracing the magic city...cafe...golden crown...SCP-166..."

The scene before death flashed through his mind like a PPT, and finally stagnated until the ceiling appeared abnormal.

The moment the body of billions of radiance appeared, it was obviously just a memory, but the man noticed that the rainbow-colored eyes were staring at him through time.

Suddenly, the memory shattered into pieces like glass, he opened his eyes suddenly, cold sweat was already on his forehead.

At the moment when the backtracking was passively cut off, the man instinctively changed the spell and used the "damage deflection technique" to graft his own soul to the subordinates who were waiting respectfully.

While the spell was in effect, a great breath descended from the other side of the starry sky, filling the entire secret room.

Immediately afterwards, the gaze from the deity beyond the universe turned to the switcher.

In just less than a second, that person seemed to have undergone countless years of time erosion. He was a young and healthy young man, withering away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Middle-aged, elderly...

The time that a normal number of people has experienced in ten years, in just a few seconds, he will experience it completely.

It was not finished until the gray hair was gray and even death, and the body of the transferred person quickly rotted and volatilized at a speed beyond common sense.

Including its hardest bones, all followed by the laws of time enveloping the body, quickly turning into soot and flying.

Seeing that there was no trace of the whole big living person, the man was silent.

Fortunately, the damage deflection technique was used in time, otherwise it would be him who died.

It is also very important that this is not a great unnamed person taking the initiative to attack you.

Just because you saw Him, you have to bear a certain price.

It is as if the ant crawls under the human body, and the human being inadvertently turns over, so that it can die without a place to bury it.

Because of this, a man can use the damage deflection technique to forcibly avoid death. If the great one locks his position, any spell is useless. Instead of spending effort and struggling meaninglessly, it is better to wait for death.

But thanks to this, he also understood the cause of J's death.

With the help of fragmented fragments and inferring according to a series of timelines, there is no doubt that he wanted to get back the golden crown, but failed.

It's just that the source of failure feels terrible.

The coffee shop owner actually believes in the existence of the unknown, no wonder the careless J is playing off.

It is also no wonder that the other party chooses to collect the golden crown. Anyone who has been in contact with the abyss will involuntarily hope to get more and embark on the path of pursuing the ultimate truth of the universe.

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