Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Usurped the power of Hanuman, the "Monkey God of the Eclipse Sun".

"—The shadow covers the sun, extinguishes the fire, enslaves the fire, and I will live forever in the fire."

When Rope was fighting the "Holy King" Rama, his impression of Hanuman was not its storm, but its deeper nature.

Overshadowing the eclipse of Surya.

The sun is the biggest symbol of "fire" and "yang", so Rope who killed Hanuman has the ability to dominate and devour heat.This is not the simple flame of Welleslana's "white horse", but a more comprehensive power that freely manipulates between "cold" and "hot".

The rainbow light of thermal energy is condensed.

In the palm of the black-haired youth, 682's attacks were continuously gathered and absorbed into his body.

In just a moment, Rope swallowed with the surrounding heat, and a layer of snow-white frost condensed on the surface of the dark rock under his feet.

682 did not expect that its confident attack would turn into this, and the big lizard spewed a puff of green smoke and stayed in place.

"That's what you should regret, 682."

Rope looked satisfied, and even the consumption he had just fought was over-replenished.

"How caring, not only helps me relieve the boiling blood, but also replenishes my physical strength and consumption at the end. Seriously, you shouldn't be classified in the "Keter" level project, a kind lizard like you should stay in the zoo Just play games with the kids. "

"...you monster."

"Me? Monster?"

Rope pointed to the inextinguishable lizard in disbelief, and then pointed to himself.

"Is this the word you heard from the researcher? I can guarantee that any person in the world standing in front of you and me will come to the conclusion that you are a monster."

With a wave of his hand, he fed back some of the absorbed heat back into the cave, and the frost on the rock immediately changed, forming dewdrops.

With the moisture in the atmosphere, a transparent loop of water rope floated out of Rope's fingertips.

"The game is over, the time to go home can't be delayed any longer. 682, it's really nice to fight with you."

form and then split.

More than thirty looped water ropes tied it firmly in place before 682 could react.

Of course, the lizard was not willing to let it go.

The final "evolution", in addition to its ability to absorb and release heat, further enhances its physical fitness.

It rioted, trying to break free from Rope, the rocks shattered in the tumbling of the tuatara, and the deafening roar.

But this time, the black-haired youth who didn't want to play didn't continue to sit on the sidelines.

Before 682 broke the water rope, his palm turned into a gray mummified corpse, and the magic of the Necronomicon acted on it, penetrating the scales of the Inextinguishable Lizard.

Wither, wither, die--

The multiple negative arcane enchantments unfolded in SCP-682's body, like opening a "gate" for it, constantly offsetting the ever-filled vitality of the inextinguishable evil lizard.

Visible to the naked eye, 682's body slumped.

"You'll regret it..." The inextinguishable lizard said weakly: "They'll bind you with steel bars like they did to me... Then soaked in disgusting hydrochloric acid... You'll regret it. "

"These are the things I need to worry about."

Ropey held 682's head close to its profile and whispered

"Stay well in the shelter, I'm starting to take a little interest in you, 682. If you're good enough, I might come to see you and chat with you or something. By the end, we'll be 'friends' "Not sure. "

SCP-682 is the most undead and the most unique creature he has ever seen.

It is normal to have a strong interest in the existence of Rope, whose whole body is bathed in the "abnormal".

"……Humph."

I don't know if it was because of lack of strength, or sneered at Rope's words, 682 closed its eyes.

After a while, its vital signs disappeared.

Rope knew that this was another "evolution" of 682's secret technique to deal with him.

But until then, SCP-682 is not going to do much.It will be as weak as a young child, and even a soldier can easily dance on its head.

The first job after the alliance with the SCP Foundation, Rope completed it very well.

"SCP-682" - Recontainment.

Chapter [-] Feast of Allies, Familiar Names Come into View

SCP-682 was re-escorted back to its cage by the soldiers.

It is conceivable that after this incident, more stringent custody and containment measures will be waiting for it.

But those details are not things that Rope needs to worry about, he just needs to ensure that Wingate Pisley can sit in the leadership position of this facility, and it is enough not to let SCP-682 indirectly hinder his trials.

The night came amid the hustle and bustle of the institute.

Rope; Wingate Pisley, Kevin Hollard, the most powerful and powerful men of the three institutes, gathered in the lavish director's office to celebrate their small victories.

Rope wanted to leave directly, but he really couldn't hold back the old man's warm invitation, so he stayed with the intention that his allies should be familiar with it.

The doctor with glasses was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and chatting.