"If you're an upgraded 173Plus, you shouldn't be acting like a fool with only this power, right?"

The black-haired youth pulled into the distance between his face and said softly.

"I know you can definitely hear voices and words and have your own mind, so tell me what you are!"

That kind of aura that made him feel dangerous is definitely not something that ordinary SCP containment objects can have.In this important place, as long as Makase Kurisu has not left, Rope will not allow unknown things that can become hidden dangers to exist.

"..."

SCP-173 did not answer, and could not answer.

In the pitch-black hole, there are still only the echoes of the subtle names of the current and Rope's words.

Click, click, click.

Before Rope could ask another question, an uncomfortable voice rang out.

It was the location that Rope attacked, and SCP-173's concrete body cracked a gap and continued to spread around.

The gap slowly widened, and darkness revealed itself.

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

Rope's back froze, and he quickly released the hand that restrained 173 to open the distance. At the same time, the "Tongyou" of "Seventy-two Transformations" was activated again, transforming it into an untouchable body.

Bang!

Breaking the cocoon into a butterfly, or the devil broke free from the seal.

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

——In the case of incorporeal, Rope was still caught.

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

At this time, the answer that Rope wanted, 173's real voice, was so shrill that it made the heart stop beating, and a wailing like a cuckoo's blood came out from the gap.

"Look straight at me...don't take your eyes off...don't allow distractions...look at me...look at me!!"

It is impossible to distinguish between men and women, and even whether it is a human language needs to be scrutinized, but Rope can understand the meaning.

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

Rope sneered, holding back the arm of the demon that stretched out from the gap in the statue.

Thunder flashed across his blue pupils. In addition to the light of the electric current, the wheel of the sun rose behind the black-haired youth, illuminating him like a god.

——Brilliant and bright, enduring forever.

"I am looking at you……"

The pointer points to the position of "White Horse", and the "Savior of the World" with bright stars also appears in Rope's hand.

"...And then, what are you going to do?"

Holding the divine sword upside down, he stabbed fiercely.

Surrounding the "Flame of the Sun", the white-gold long knife pierced into the crack of the statue, burning all the flames, and the power of the most central and sublime star in the solar system erupted.

The darkness in the cracks was dispelled, and the heat evaporated the surrounding mud.

click, click...

SCP-173's outer shell was completely shattered.

The darkness in the flames, before Rope saw what was bound in the statue, the black smoke of the tide spewed out.

Rope, who will bear the brunt, the wreckage of the building, including a large area of ​​grass on the periphery.

Everything was dragged into a world shrouded in black mist by 173!

……

Looking at the world of black mist in front of him, Wingate Pisri opened his mouth in disbelief.

Not far from the building where SCP-173 fell, more than thirty elite contingents escorted their top leaders, and together they watched in amazement at the location of the containment failure that was clearly a normal scenery just now.

The old man in the exquisite suit was dizzy for a while, he immediately pulled the collar of Kevin sitting next to him and roared angrily.

"Kevin! Tell me! Does SCP-173 have this ability?!"

"I have no idea……"

The doctor with glasses was also flustered, and he kept tapping the notebook on his lap, searching for all information about SCP-173 with high-level privileges.

"There is no record in the Foundation's experiment, and this is the first time that SCP-173 has undergone such a mutation..."

"Fuck, the mentally retarded gang in the council even classified this kind of thing as 'Euclid'? ! "

Wingate roared even more angrily, scolding his superiors, the people in charge of the O5 Council, without disguising it at all.

"...I don't know, Wingate."

Kevin's face was pale, and he could only repeat the previous words in the face of his old friend's questioning.

"Damn!"

Wingate also realized that this matter had nothing to do with Kevin, loosened his collar, and slammed the window hard.

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