Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"I should stick with Task Force...I can't lose Lord Rope...too long, Kevin, I've lived in misery for far too long. My wife left me, my son came before me Old age and death, the collapse of the human world is imminent, this is my only hope of redemption..."

He held his head and muttered in pain.

Kevin didn't have time to deal with Wingate. He glanced at every line and scanned every record of the Foundation's experiments on SCP-173, trying to find clues that could explain the current situation.

Suddenly, Kevin's fingers on the computer stopped.

"……found it."

"What is it?"

"Experiment Log-T-98816-OC108-682. It is the log of the SCP interactive termination test for SCP-682."

Kevin whispered the record on the computer.

"SCP-682 was introduced into SCP-173's containment area. SCP-682 uttered several deafening screams, then quickly squeezed itself against the wall furthest away from SCP-173, staring at it. SCP- 682 continued to stare at SCP-173 for six hours without blinking. Agents armed with large-caliber sniper rifles were dispatched and shot SCP-682 blind in the eye... Afterwards, SCP-682 evolved more eyes, and in the eyes SCP-682 continued to observe SCP-173 for twelve hours, until SCP-682 was allowed to exit the containment area and re-contained in temporary containment procedures."

"What does that lizard's execution test have to do with the current situation?"

"SCP-682 is afraid of SCP-173."

Kevin's face paled even more.

"I know the power of 682. In theory, even if the concrete body of 173 cannot be blasted by rockets, 682 should be able to smash it with a little effort. But 682 did not destroy 173 in any way, and the injury was only passive. Defense..."

"so what?"

"The reason why the beast of survival and evolution is unwilling to do it is that 682 knows that if it destroys 173, it will evolve into a situation that it cannot bear... 173 has something under the concrete shell."

The old man in glasses looks at the area covered in dark fog.

"I'm afraid, Mr. Rope has opened the shell of 173."

——The thing that can make 682 afraid run out.

"Useless information." Wingate spat.

"What should I do if this situation doesn't happen in the record? Could it be that I just watched Lord Rope's life and death in the black fog?!"

"... Surround this place."

Kevin sighed and closed the notebook.

"Humans are weak, especially in the face of such terrifying monsters... But Mr. Rope is not a human, and can only believe in his strength. Wingate, Mr. Rope, you know best, after all, you are fighting with What is he conspiring, don't you believe him?"

"..."

Thinking of the horror of the great mystic and the evil gods who shook the starry sky outside the realm, Wingate calmed down.

After a long time, Wingate silently waved to the task force captain, motioning them to carry out Kevin's order.High-quality elite contingents surrounded the world of black fog, rapidly deploying weapons of mass destruction as the final defense.

- An uneasy day.

Chapter [-] The gap between dreams and reality

In the dark fog, there is no direction at all.

As stated in Chapter 173, Section [-] of "Old Testament. Genesis", the void is chaotic and the face of the abyss is dark. It is more appropriate to describe this world of black mist created by SCP-[-].

Rope has the illusion of being immersed in water, but as a "water" attribute, he clearly knows that the surrounding is not lakes and oceans.

Turning to look around, there is no light for illumination around, and even the gravel debris that was swallowed up disappeared in the world of black mist.The black-haired young man wanted to move, but his body was firmly fixed in place, no matter how much power he used, it was like a mud ox into the sea, and even the magic in his body spread out faintly.

'It's absorbing your power. '

Azalea said.

'It's not fast, it's not big, but this guy can take power out of you, so be careful. '

"In this case, I came to its territory, and I would be surprised if the statue didn't do something here."

Rope said in a calm tone.

"I don't care about this power yet. If it likes it, take it, and I'll make it spit out twice as quickly."

But having said that, if I don't do something and wait here, it's obvious that the "immediately" I imagined will not come.

The white-gold God Salvation Sword was still clenched in his hand, and the light on the blade was so dim that it was almost impossible to check.Immediately, Luo Pei tightened the handle of the knife, and the brilliant light of the divine knife shone brightly in the dark space.

A small part of the black fog was dispelled, only the size of one person standing.The black-haired youth returned to the ground, and the shackles of the most basic actions were lifted.

"You specially invited me here. What are you going to do? 173, or an unknown existence buried under the statue."

The black-haired youth asked the black mist of nothingness with a smile.

"Want to fight like warriors and beasts?"

There is no echo, and the world of black fog seems to have the ability to absorb sound, and the silence is a bit scary.

After a while, the black mist surged up.

The blue-black soft arms that I have seen, countless, thousands of them protrude from all directions, they seem to want to touch Rope, but they are all blocked by the noble light of the divine sword and cannot enter an inch.

The blocked arm tried rigidly for a while, and immediately changed the attack mode after finding that it couldn't break through Rope's defense at all.Their fingers curled up, like grabbing a piece of marshmallow, pinching the light of the "Savior of the World" in their hands and pulling them off bit by bit.

"Don't just light..."

"Like the dark..."