Memory retrospective program, the foundation was exposed

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned.

Only one theologian's face changed: "Damn it, stop him!"

"He's offering a sacrifice!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

The moment this sentence was shouted, Zhao Qidong in the recording room also had a sudden change in expression.

What's the situation?

Wasn't it okay just now? Why did such a big change suddenly happen now?

On the screen, Eckhart's grandfather inserts the blade into the slug's skin, then slices it along its body as if it were cutting leather.

At the same time, the strange sentences are always recited in his mouth.

As if as an echo, the other figures in the room also chanted, both in tone and content, exactly like Eckhart's grandfather!

For a while, the atmosphere in the basement was extremely weird!

Yi Bin took advantage of this opportunity to pull He Ying away from the surroundings of the big slug.

Then he turned around, stretched out his right hand, and muttered a few obscure words in his mouth, and as soon as the words fell, a wave of light suddenly erupted from the center of his palm!

The light wave made a muffled sound and spread out in a fan-shaped drum, and the ground was lifted up wherever it swept along the way!

Straight to the group of weird figures!

Surprisingly, his attack was huge, but it didn't have any effect at all.

The other person's body simply trembled, and he continued to read, and his voice became louder and louder.

Eventually, Eckhart's grandfather pulled out the blade and brought out a blue liquid.

It's SCP-4612-A blood!

The blade, encased in blue blood, took on an eerie dark red color and emitted a faint glow.

Seeing this scene, Eckhart's grandfather seemed to see hope, and his face showed an extremely fanatical look.

"Sacrifices, they're sacrifices!" said the theologian, whose eyes widened and trembled, pointed at the other side, and said in a dumb voice:

"Fire Stealer!"

"They are trying to awaken the sleeping xxx (electric sound) through the blood of SCP-4612-A, so that it can give birth to an heir, and P-4612-A's body will be reborn!"

"They're in"

"Séance!"

In a word, Yi Bin and He Ying were completely stunned, and at the same time, it also made hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room crazy!

"!"

"Séance?"

"Oh God, I heard you right, did I? They tried to séance?"

"No wonder, to use SCP-4612-A's terrifying anomalous body, it turns out that their target is a higher level god!"

"It's horrible!

"These guys, they're all crazy!"

In the recording room, Zhao Qidong stared at the screen deadly, clenching his fists, showing a kind of blue and white because of his excessive strength.

He was breathing heavily, but he felt like he was drowning and couldn't breathe.

His guess

It's come true!

The sacrifices made by these guys through SCP-4612-A were originally intended to obtain the heirs of the high-risk gods!

At this time, the others in the recording room shouted in shock one by one, but Zhao Qidong couldn't hear or see it at all, and all his attention hit the screen.

"Descent?" Yi Bin said in a trembling voice:

"Which god?"

No one answered him.

Because if he continues like this, he will probably get the answer soon, but the price may be his own life!

At this moment, in the basement, Eckhart's grandfather and more than twenty other strange figures were already crazy, staring at the dagger that was still turning red with wide eyes.

It was as if they would be able to see their gods give birth to their gods in the next second!

But at the last moment, a bright light suddenly enveloped the room, and at the same time, the building began to shake violently.

Bang dang!

The roof of the building suddenly collapsed, and bright daylight shone down from the collapsed place, instantly illuminating the room.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Yi Bin subconsciously looked over, and as if he had seen some terrible picture, he instantly froze in place.

Because in the midst of this smoke and dust, another figure actually appeared!

It appears to be a humanoid entity, approximately 1.75 meters tall and with a well-proportioned physique.

The most striking thing is his bright blue eyes!

It seemed that, apart from those eyes, it seemed to be far more normal than Eckhart's grandfather and the others, but Yi Bin felt an extremely terrifying threat from the other party!

Agent Doug, who had collapsed to the ground, forced his way over, and with a single glance, he violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before the crowd could hear a single number, he lost his life.

And the content of that number is:

“9900"

Hearing this number, the crowd in the recording room froze.

As a Level 3 psionic meter, Doug is the most sensitive to the strength of thaumaturgic psionic energy, so there is only one possibility for this number!

9900 spirit is the strength of this guy!

This guy is a thaumaturgist too!

For some reason, Zhao Qidong's mind involuntarily popped up the highest of the three levels of thaumaturgical users mentioned by Justin before-

Warlock!

On screen, the newly reappeared figure stands next to SCP-4612-A's Eckhart's grandfather, wearing a robe and a tricorne.

It's just that at this time, his face is like a volcano containing anger!

"What did you all do!"

Bang dang~

The blade in Eckhart's grandfather's hand fell, and he looked back in panic as he shivered.

"Oh my God, what are you?"

The man's eyes poured out with anger: "Get away from my father's body." "

With a wave of his big hand, Eckhart's grandfather flew out like a cannonball in an instant, smashing heavily on the wall of the basement, and even the cement wall was smashed deeper than three meters, directly smashing a big hole!

The sudden change frightened everyone present.

Especially Yi Bin, feeling the intensity of the other party's careless thaumaturgy just now, his heart jumped to his throat.

The man looked around and said angrily, "Isn't murder enough for you, and you have to desecrate my father's body?"

As soon as I watched the unsightly meter just now, and heard this again, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately boiled. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Who's this guy?"

"I thought he was a member of the Foundation at first!"

"Did you see, he attacked that old man just now, it's ridiculously strong!"

"Could it be that my father, his father, is this big slug?"

"No, what's the situation?"

"Does that mean he's not from the Foundation, nor from the group of gods, but from the slugs?"

"Crazy, crazy, three camps popped up at once, this big slug is outrageous!"

Looking at it now, sure enough, it even has such powerful believers!

Zhao Qidong's face was not obvious at this time, but his attention was extremely hit, and he had a hunch that this matter was probably far from being as simple as it was in front of him.

screen.

In the face of the man's questioning, Eckhart's grandfather and the rest of the twenty-odd figures all had ugly faces.

Eckhart's grandfather crawled out of the wall, and it was clear that this guy wasn't a normal creature either.

It's just that in the face of a powerful man, he and more than twenty other figures are also full of fear0....

But the man did not accept it: "Answer me, fool, why did you cut open His body?"

Eckhart's grandfather swallowed hard and said in a panic, "I'm saying that we want to use it to complete a ritual and produce miracles." "

The man pointed hatefully at the corpse of SCP-4612-A and glared angrily, "Kid, this is your miracle?"

Speaking of which, his killing intent was almost turned into substance.

"You've killed the only one who knows me. "

Eckhart's grandfather seemed to have a premonition of something, and pleaded, "Please, we didn't mean to."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the man wave his hand violently at him, and a wave suddenly exploded from his fingertips.

Puff~

Aika and his grandfather fell to their knees feebly, staring in amazement at the large hole in their chest.

Blood and organs splattered on the floor.

He shivered and pointed at the man, then fell to the ground weakly.

No one expected that this man would suddenly burst out, and kill Eckhart's grandfather, who was obviously not weak, in such an understatement.

Who knew that the other party might still feel angry, so he lifted the other party's corpse, snorted, and tore it in half.

Half of the corpse began to melt, burning and falling to the stone floor.

actually directly crushed the other party's bones and ashes?

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Everyone watched in amazement, especially those who were on the same side as Eckhart's grandfather, and all of them turned gray with excessive shock and despair.

Then they started screaming.

The other figures in the room began to shout, and someone fled towards the exit.

But the man just raised his head, and his eyes suddenly burst into blue light, which contained a near-destructive power.

Finally, Eckhart, who had been wrapped up in it, couldn't help it, and he stood up crying: "Sir, please. William is the creator of this play. We lack knowledge of your father's existence. We only seek to improve humanity as a whole. In our wildest dreams, such consequences are still out of the ordinary. I beseech you, be merciful. "

The man stopped, put his hand on Eckhart's shoulder, and looked at Eckhart, who was pleading, his eyes calm and indifferent: "You 5.1 want to achieve your goal, and you do it." But have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"No, we"

Before Eckhart could finish his sentence, he let out a terrible wail.

His hair and skin began to catch fire and crackle!

He screamed, easily torn in half by the man.

The man looked haughtily at the other fleeing figures and theologians, and teased with the corners of his mouth open, "Come, apes, show me your miracles." "

As the words fell, a blue flame naturally rose from the ground, like a ribbon with life, rushing and flying in the basement.

Everywhere I went, there was a wailing all over the place, and there was no crying and shaking the sky.

It was only at this moment that these deranged religionists realized that their gods could not save themselves.

In the breathing room, in the room, including more than a dozen theologians from the SCP Foundation, and the twenty or so figures that appeared before, all of them were reduced to ashes?

The strange thing is that Yi Bin and He Ying actually survived?

The other party did not even intend to attack them, but stood in front of the corpse of SCP-4612-A, and then knelt on the ground, with an indescribable sadness and pain in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at each other.

However, at this moment, everyone was surprised to find that the originally faint blue light on SCP-4612-A's body had dimmed little by little.

Not only that, but the man's body is also like a shadow, gradually fading.