Time Travel Foundation: Captured By Goc At The Beginning

"...Have you figured it out? Are you sure those things are there? Don't get them in the wrong place then.

In a corridor where the lights were flashing due to the fierce battle before, Das, who had come to the front line in person to supervise the battle, was walking and asking the front line commander who was following him.

"Yes, according to the data we measured, the equipment that counteracts EVE's particles and reality-distorting abilities must be placed there."

The frontline commander replied quickly.

"Destroy these devices as quickly as possible."

Das didn't talk nonsense and said directly.

After all, although they have reached the last line of defense of the Guardsmen, it is still best to be fast.

After all, something bad will always go wrong over time.

"Understood, Jun."

.......The great and holy one..."

At the ceremony site, which was burning with blue flames, the archbishop muttered some difficult words while holding SCP-034 (an obsidian dagger) high in his hand.

After quickly uttering a lot of demonology words in his mouth, the Archbishop suddenly stabbed it into the belly of the D-class sacrifice in front of him, then pulled it out and threw it on the calendar.

Then, before the blood seeped out, the Archbishop turned around and took a glass of "holy water" mixed with mercury and a bunch of supernatural objects, and even shook it.

Then he poured the stuff directly into the wound on the D-class personnel's stomach, and then muttered something.

In an instant, a magical "chemical" reaction quickly formed, and the D-class personnel began to twitch all over, and the wound on his stomach began to slowly disappear.

Then, a large amount of black, thin gas spurted out from his mouth, forming a devil's symbol in the sky that did not comply with the laws of physics, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

The archbishop was so tired that he was sweating profusely because he had been constantly performing the various processes of the ceremony.

But as he stared at the sign, his whole body suddenly became less tired, because he knew that the first step of the ceremony had been completed.

Suddenly, a sound of vibration and explosion came over.

He knew that this was the original attack force trying to blast through the surrounding walls.

time is limited. he thought.

But because the ceremony required precision, he did not panic. Instead, he took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and started the first step of the ceremony amidst the sound of explosions and the vibration of the room. Two-stage steps.

Mo Tian carefully installed a high explosive on a huge Scranton reality anchor, and then began to adjust the parameters on the screen.

After adjusting and pressing the countdown button, he flew out of the room and hid behind a bunker to wait.

A few seconds later, the high-explosive bomb exploded, and the flames almost rushed out of the door of the room. Even the structure of the corridor was deformed by the huge explosion shock wave.

After waiting for a few minutes, Mo Tian poked his head out of the bunker. After confirming that it was safe, he walked over.

Looking at the reality anchor whose debris was still burning, he took out his communicator and reported to the rear headquarters:

"I have blown up the defense measures here. The main force can come over. By the way, I will call a debris-clearing unit to come over.

The Archbishop finally cut the extremely solid SCP-1510 into pieces.

After feeling the closer and closer explosions and shouts, he placed the fragments in the designated area as quickly as possible in his life.

After confirming that the second step had been completed through successive bursts of red light, the Archbishop had no time to wipe his sweat and quickly started the third step.

He first took out a custom-made thin parchment book, placed it on the table in the center of the huge summoning circle, then took out a quill, dipped it in ink and started writing on it.

The archbishop first wrote his name, and then began to write down his "wishes"

[Help the SCP Foundation defenders win the civil war and eliminate the Global Occult Alliance to eliminate the Horizon Initiative. 】

Just as he finished writing the last word, the blast door of the passage next to him was cut open, and then he was kicked down.

Dozens of original soldiers who rushed in hurriedly knew what would happen if they failed to complete their goal, so they shot wildly regardless of whether the people standing in the passage were worthy of capture or not.

Before being shot to death by random gunshots, a certain high-ranking member of the Archguard sect used his strong perseverance to endure severe pain and pressed a button, locking the passage into the ceremony site.

After the archbishop observed a moment of silence for him, he stared at the original soldiers who were trying to break the specially reinforced glass and showed a smile.

Then, he raised SCP-034 high again, and with the movements of the original soldiers constantly slashing at the observation window with their special axes and the desperate eyes, he stabbed it into the center of the parchment book.

A stream of black liquid quickly emerged, and then flowed down from under the desk, filling the grooves that had been prepared earlier, forming a five-pointed star pattern around the archbishop.

After the black liquid finished flowing, red smoke quickly spewed out, and then condensed into a horned, red-skinned humanoid entity in the sky.

The Archbishop looked up and knew that it was the "demon" described in SCP-CN-2794.

And his heart was filled with joy.

It succeeded, it finally succeeded! After sacrificing so many people and materials, it finally succeeded! He thought excitedly in his heart.

However, before he could say a long list of "standard conversation formats" that had been prepared through SCP-CN-2794, the demon stared at the contents of the damaged parchment and suddenly spoke:

"Sir, I already know your wish. It is quite simple to realize it."

The demon said in a drawl that didn't match his appearance.

"Then make it happen quickly!"

The archbishop said enthusiastically and impatiently. He did not touch the devil and there was something wrong with his tone.

*Of course I can realize what you wrote in this book, but there is a question before that... Are you or the organization behind you willing to pay the price?"

The devil continued, looking like a profiteer.

"What? On behalf of... on behalf of... the price?"

The archbishop was confused by these words and stammered.

(Hello, King Zhao) "What are you willing to pay? I work, so you have to give me some reward. I won't work in vain."

The devil said in a matter-of-fact voice as he transformed into a chair, then put on a suit for himself and sat down, just like a businessman.

"So what's the cost?"

The archbishop came to his senses and asked.

"What's the price? I don't think you need to know. Anyway, you can't afford the price of the wish you wrote in that book."

The devil sitting on the chair said, and shrugged humanely, with an expression that was regrettable.

"But that's not what it says...change"

The archbishop suddenly paused as he spoke. After calming down, the devil in a suit in front of him met the image of a certain SCP project in his mind.

"Are you SCP-738?"

he asked in a trembling voice.

Then, he stared at the devil's face, hoping in his heart that it wouldn't really be this thing. .