SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire

"Time to pour the oil..."

Colin narrowed his eyes and reached into the Storage Room to pull out three 1.5-liter glass jars of Blended Oil and threw them over.

Seeing this, at once all the faces on the Human Patchwork Monster opened their mouths, emitting a silent screech.

Splash—

The glass jars shattered midair, spreading out the slightly sticky liquid within. A small portion splattered onto the enemy, with most of it scattering across the ground.

"Is that it? Heh heh heh, well then, you're about to die!"

The Human Patchwork Monster sneered. At first touch, it had been slightly panicked, but upon realizing that apart from a strange scent, unlike anything it had smelled before, there wasn't any obvious toxicity, all the human faces burst into laughter.

However, its laughter soon ceased.

As soon as Colin confirmed that the transparent, slightly yellowish liquid had contaminated the enemy, he decisively pulled a can of Pepsi from his pocket.

The Pepsi can was filled with a special compound derived from refined snapdragons mixed with other chemical materials—for this thing, he had almost bought up all the snapdragons on the street.

The blue can traced an arc through the air and seemed to hit some invisible wall.

Just a minor collision...

Boom!

A burst of flame erupted suddenly.

The display was intensely spectacular, but the explosive force was not particularly strong—at least, not strong enough to seriously harm the Human Patchwork Monster.

And just as it felt puzzled...

Some of the sparks from the burst of fire landed on the sticky liquid on the ground.

The next instant...

Boom...

A large ball of fire, mushroom-like, rose swiftly but hit the ceiling and was obstructed, then immediately burst through, spreading numerous tongues of flame along the dome overhead.

The fierce blaze engulfed the monster in an instant.

The temperature of the entire hall skyrocketed with the blaze.

"Aah!!!"

A scream came from within the flames, and right after, Colin saw the huge body of the Human Patchwork Monster charging out of the fire, its body scorched black and burning with flames.

The intense pain from the scorching flames made it instinctively try to smother the fire on its body, but it soon realized the attempt was futile...

When it slapped at the flames, not only did it fail to quench them, but because of the touch, the fire stuck to its hand like flesh-burrowing maggots, impossible to put out.

In just a few seconds, the monster's entire massive body was charred by the gasoline blend, shrieking piercingly and shrilly.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Colin's face behind the gas mask.

"Die, you damned vermin!"

The Human Patchwork Monster roared, all its faces opening their mouths to emit another powerful but silent bellow.

An invisible wave of force swept over, making Colin feel dizzy and disoriented, a mass of corpses surged towards him, and even the raging flames within the hall seemed to be suppressed.

He didn't stand idly by allowing the enemy to suppress the flames, nor did he even bother with the drowning corpses, but calmly took out the "Ring of Flame Dominance" and poured his spiritual energy into it, stretching out his hand toward the opponent.

Whoosh!

He clenched his five fingers into a fist!

The indoor flames surged from all directions towards the Human Patchwork Monster, enveloping it tightly in the roaring blaze, and as it was injured, the puppet-like corpses also came to a halt.

Hiss—

At the same time, Colin gasped, feeling as if his own skin was being licked by the flames, so painful that his scalp numbed and his mind cleared in an instant.

The fire not only scorched his skin but seemed to burn his insides as well, as if they might break out of his body at any moment.

Colin's entire body trembled.

His mind went blank.

After holding on for less than ten seconds, he cut off his use of the Ring of Flame Dominance, and a wave of coolness washed over him.

In just this short time, his whole body was drenched in sweat.

"Fuck, no wonder nobody would buy it for three hundred bucks; which idiot at the company made this piece of crap prop? When I see him, I'm gonna dunk his head in the toilet!"

Colin cursed bitterly in his heart, feeling a touch of exhaustion, on the verge of passing out.

Even though he wasn't in "Beast Transformation Syndrome" status, his endurance still seemed to be enhanced; but it was still somewhat unbearable.

Fortunately, this thing couldn't cause actual harm.

In these ten seconds, the voice of the creature in the flames grew weaker and weaker.

Its huge body, with its scorched flesh splitting and peeling away in the light of the fire, toppled the oval conference table in its struggles.

"Why, why is my 'Mental Shock' ineffective against you?"

The massive monster, enveloped in raging flames, let out a roar of frustration, its tumor-ridden head with countless blackened eyes fixed intently on Colin, expressing profound unwillingness to accept defeat.

Its life force swiftly drained away.

It appeared it wouldn't live much longer.

But Colin felt not the slightest sense of victory, instead, he felt an ominous premonition...

A vague image began to form in his mind.

Just at that moment, a wide-ranging "Mental Shock," seemingly erupting out of nowhere, filled the entire hall, and he was like a tiny boat in a raging storm.

"Deadly Insight" was interrupted!

The image couldn't fully coalesce...

And right then, a giant shadow suddenly fell from above.

It rapidly condensed and took shape.

Another "Human Patchwork Monster" appeared!

All over its body were faces with smiles twisted to the point of cracking.

"Got you! That reaction just now was some kind of danger premonition ability, wasn't it? Hehehe, I won't fail a second time on the same trick..."

"What use is foresight? What good is sensing danger? Foreigner, you're too arrogant. To put it in your words, ignorance is not a sin, arrogance is!"

"Before me, such abilities are meaningless! Foreigner, I told you long ago, my understanding of and response to the mystic far surpass yours! Hahaha, die!"

These words didn't come from a mouth but exploded in Colin's mind along with the "Mental Shock," turning into countless pieces of garbage talk that made it hard to concentrate.

Just as he had thought, this was someone skilled at using words to disrupt the enemy.

Many times, it wasn't simply spouting nonsense.

Seeing Colin falter, numerous hands from the Human Patchwork Monster's massive body suddenly stretched out long, like a jellyfish preying, and stabbed towards him.

However, these arms stopped midway, suddenly frozen in place.

Because it ferociously realized, the corners of the foreigner's mouth under the mask were curling slightly upward.

"You're already dead."

Colin's smile was a mixture of pain and brightness.

This time, he could finally confirm that this was indeed the longer for "Human Patchwork Monster" original.

"What?!"

The Human Patchwork Monster was taken aback, suddenly noticing that the figure in front of it began to swell, undergoing a transformation into something inhuman, as an invisible tyrant burst forth.

This terrifying aura, filled with tyranny, even devoured its mental power.

Without any hesitation, its body quickly faded, seemingly about to employ some means of turning into a shadow to escape.

But at that moment.

Colin's smile was radiant, his left hand flipped over, and a golden card appeared in his hand.

"Too late, it's my turn to pop the champagne."

The next moment, the roar of an engine starting sounded, and it was as though the world was instantly dragged into stasis by an invisible force.

Tick, tick, tick, tick...

In the sound of clock hands moving, a power that petrified everything spread out from him as the center, causing everything within a ten-meter radius to come to a halt—

Za Warudo!