The Endless Shuttle

682 turned its head quickly, and bit Luo Pei's head with its blood basin.

This behavior did not escape Luo Pei's dynamic vision. Although he was not afraid of the bite of those sharp teeth, the black-haired youth avoided the mouth stained with the blood of an unlucky ghost in disgust.

- Boom!

SCP-682 was slammed against the wall, shaking the entire containment chamber.

"Ahem, Mr. Rope."

Kevin's voice came from the ceiling.

"If possible, I hope that your movement can be quieter. If this place is destroyed, we will not be able to build a venue suitable for containing SCP-682 in a short time..."

"It's okay, it's over."

Luo Pei threw away a scale that he had just pulled out from his hand, and continued to walk towards the Immortal Lizard.

Like a conductor of a symphony, with a tap of his finger, he brings the moisture in the atmosphere under his own rule. The water flow gathers, spins, and turns into a water blade that cuts gold and jade.

Several silver lights flashed, and SCP-682 became more painful.

Its limbs were cut off in an instant, and bright red blood flowed out.

At the same time, the water flow is like a strong rope, wrapping around the dark green scales, tightly binding SCP-682, allowing it to float out of thin air.

SCP-682's vertical pupils were bloodshot, it struggled and glared at Luo Pei.

"I can't defeat you...but you can't kill me...I can't be locked up here for too long."

It panted and said, "Ha... the moment you relax, I will break free and crush the disgusting humans you are protecting one by one! There won't be a single bone left... just like As before!"

"The human beings I protect"? "

Luo Pei, who was directing the water flow to send SCP-682 into the restraint cage, stopped, and looked at the Immortal Lizard in surprise.

"Do you think I am protecting human beings before I become your enemy?"

"snort……"

The Immortal Lizard snorted coldly in disdain, as if there was no need to answer this question at all.

"It seems that there is indeed a misunderstanding between us. If there is a misunderstanding, we can't be "friends"..."

The black-haired youth moved his fingers slightly, temporarily releasing SCP-682 from mid-air.

"Listen, little lizard, I don't bother to care about the life and death of the researchers outside or the D-class personnel who are in charge of clearing your residence. I will promise them to help contain you, just because your rampage here will hinder my plan. If Where else in Europe are you, even if you break free and kill all the people in that country, I won’t care, understand?”

Wingate Peasley provided him with crucial information, and the old man leading the SCP Asian branch will bring convenience to the trial, so he will provide help to the SCP Foundation as an ally, otherwise he will be busy studying God How could the sexual Luo Pei meddle in his own business.

As for SCP-682's identity as "a murderous monster"...his own occupation is not much different.

Even compared to the Indestructible Evil Lizard, which has a straightforward killing method, the research and indescribable rituals of the mystics are even more lethal.

"You can't change your identity as a human lackey."

The Immortal Lizard was indifferent to Luo Pei's words, and the corners of its mouth opened slightly.

Although it was difficult to judge the expression from a lizard's face, Rope still understood 682's mocking.

The black-haired youth almost kicked up.

"I'm such a fool to think that we can live in peace..."

Luo Pei held his forehead helplessly.

"Your thinking is as if welded with steel, and you don't know what flexibility is. Forget it, I changed my decision to say "chat with you" last time. Don't expect to break free this time. Since you think I can't kill you, then I will use a high-strength physical seal to keep you honest for a long time. "

He pulled out "Azure Blue Rose. Change", and a gray mysterious bullet appeared in the clip.

Hearing this, a sense of danger surged into SCP-682's heart.

It suddenly started a more intense struggle.

The water flow was like a curtain, slowly spreading in all directions, wrapping the struggling dark green lizard in the water.

"—Shaikorth Breathing of Lulim Shakoros."

Luo Pei raised the revolver in his hand at the Undead Lizard.

"I know you won't be killed by a mere ultra-low temperature, but in front of the worm god Weili who can stop the movement of molecules, it will take a long time to evolve to fully adapt? So, before the next awakening in the distant future , you just turn into an ice sculpture and stay here."

"stop!"

A muffled sound came from the water.

The Undead Lizard didn't know what Lulim Shakoros was, but his danger perception allowed him to understand that Rope's words were not empty words of overconfidence.

Nine times out of ten, if this bullet hits it, it's a real sculpture.

The brain is frozen, there is no independent thinking, and in the chaos, the instinct has evolved to the point where it wants to break free from the powerful biological seal in front of it. Even SCP-682 cannot estimate the exact time it takes.

--can not be like this!

"You said that if you lie down early, there will be no such thing."

Rope pointed his gun at SCP-682.

"According to the original plan, as long as you are safe enough during my plan and express your obedience, I can even let you have an independent and free room and a comfortable environment. There is no hydrochloric acid, no human beings, and nothing will harm you Your existence, you will be carefree in it... But now there will be no more, your backbone and bad words have made you lose all of this."

"Finally, I hope you can still remember me after you wake up."

With his finger on the trigger, any minute Rope would shoot.

And the moment the shot was fired, the power of the "God of Worms" Lulim Shakoros would turn SCP-682, including this airtight containment place, into the coldest place of death.

However, SCP-682's body changed at this time.

Its huge size is like a deflated rubber ball, constantly collapsing downward. At first, Luo Pei thought that the large lizard was "evolving" to withstand the severe cold, but he soon discovered that this was not the case.

After SCP-682 evolved, not only Rope, but also Kevin Hollard outside the monitor spouted tea from his mouth.

"……are you kidding me?"

Rope looked at SCP-682 in disbelief.

In the big blister, it is no longer the form of a lizard.

"It" has short blond hair, arms and legs so slender that they would break if folded, and the height of the whole person is less than 140cm, and the pupils in the fierce eyes are blue.