The Endless Shuttle

But an inexplicable premonition of danger prevented the black-haired youth from stepping forward easily, and he was in a stalemate with 173.

——Rope trusts his intuition very much.

tick. tick. tick. tick.

In an instant, there was only the dripping sound of rainwater seeping in in the silent corridor.

The water soaked the old ceiling, and between the short distance between the black-haired youth and the statue, pieces of white lime of various sizes fell, and were quickly stained red by the blood on the ground.

After two minutes of silence like this, it seems to be the relationship between the violent demolition just now. The limestone on the top of Luo Pei's head at the edge can only hold up to the wet erosion of the water flow, and it falls down, and it is about to fall. Blocking SCP-173 from his view.

SCP-173, even if there is a gap of a millisecond, it will hold on tightly.

coming soon!

Second attack.

With a high degree of concentration, in Luo Pei's perception, the piece of lime seemed to be slowed down by someone. Every roll in mid-air, every drop accelerated, Luo Pei knew it clearly.

A tiny electric current spun around his right hand, increasing his already exaggerated arm strength.

Finally, the falling lime completely covered the tall figure on the wall of SCP-173.

In an instant, danger struck from behind.

The horror statue once again played its terrifying speed, separated from the inlaid wall, and came to the position behind the black-haired young man. The arms that should have been stiff concrete were placed on the neck of the person who dared to interrupt the line of sight. The scene just now was repeated.

At this time, Luo Pei was already prepared.

The body moves with the heart, usurping until the battle of refusal to defeat the Tathagata's power "seventy-two transformations" exerts its power, and his whole body loses the shape of the material world and becomes a shadow-like projection.

"Seventy-two Changes" - "Tongyou"!

Losing its shape, it is naturally impossible to be harmed by physical attacks, and SCP-173's hands are twisted.

The statue froze in place again, as if unable to understand why he failed to break the neck of the person in front of him. It raised its hand again, but before 173 tried to strangle it again, Luo Pei turned his head, and his blue eyes locked the statue again.

SCP-173 stops moving when there is a line of sight.

But Luo Pei didn't intend to stop just like that.

The black-haired young man snatched the rough neck of the statue, put his back down, and slammed his right hand wrapped in electric current heavily on 173's chest.

No matter what's wrong, it's always right to attack first. It doesn't matter if it is really broken, the Foundation discusses and tries to destroy the SCP containment almost every day.

boom.

SCP-173 was hit by the enhanced fist to the first floor, and even deeper underground, and the tortured building was also crumbling under Rope's slapstick attack.

Immediately, the building with a history of more than ten years collapsed.

The impact of the wreckage of the plane and the violent demolition by the Nephilim twice in a row, no matter which one is far beyond the bearing range of the building.

With the collapse of bricks and debris, the floor that Rope stepped on shattered. He accelerated in the opposite direction and rushed straight into the dark cave created by 173.

Zizizi.

The blue Thunder Snake seems to have life to prop up the surrounding soil for Rope. In the light of the current, he pinches the dead statue and looks at its slightly shining fluorescent green eyes.

"If you are an upgraded version of 173Plus, then you shouldn't act like a fool with only this power?"

The black-haired young man pulled the distance between his face and said softly.

"I know you must be able to hear voices and words, and have your own thinking, so tell me, what are you!"

The aura that makes him feel dangerous is definitely not something that ordinary SCP containment can have. In this important place, as long as Makise Kurisu has not left, Luo Pei will not allow unknown things that can become hidden dangers to exist.

"..."

SCP-173 did not answer, and was unable to answer.

In the pitch-black cave, there are still only the faint echoes of the current name and Luo Pei's words.

Click, click, click.

Before Luo Pei could ask again, an uncomfortable voice sounded.

At the location where Rope attacked, a crack opened in SCP-173's concrete body, and it continued to spread around.

The gap slowly widened, revealing the darkness.

As if some powerful evil was breaking the eggshell that bound it, the cold and dangerous feeling in the air reached its peak in an instant.

Luo Pei's back felt cold, and he quickly released the hand that restrained 173 to distance himself. At the same time, the "Tongyou" of "Seventy-two Changes" was activated again, transforming into an untouchable incorporeal body.

Boom!

Break out of a cocoon and become a butterfly, or a demon break free from the seal.

Three blue-black, twisted soft arms protruded from the cracks in the statue, firmly grasping the hands of the black-haired youth.

——In the incorporeal situation, Rope was still caught.

As if trying to take away all warmth, those three hands were incredibly cold and extremely ominous.

At this time, the answer that Luo Pei wanted was the real voice of 173, which was so shrill that it could stop the heart from beating, and the wailing like a cuckoo crying blood came out from the gap.

"Look straight at me...don't look away...no distraction allowed...look at me...watch me!!"

I can't tell the difference between men and women, and even whether it is a human language is still to be deliberated, but Luo Pei can understand the meaning of it.

"It turns out that you are the main body..."

Luo Pei sneered, and pinched the arm of the demon protruding from the gap in the statue with his backhand.

Thunder flashed across the azure pupils, and besides the light of the electric current, the sun's wheel also rose behind the black-haired youth, taking care of him like a god.

——Brilliant and bright, eternal.

"I'm watching you……"

The pointer points to the location of the "White Horse", and the "Sacred Sword of Salvation" with bright stars also appears in Luo Pei's hand.

"...Then, what are you going to do?"

Holding the magic knife upside down, he stabbed down fiercely.

The platinum long knife surrounding the "flame of the sun" pierced into the crack of the statue, burning all the flames, and the power of the most central and noble star in the solar system broke out.