Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The black-haired youth jumped lightly and jumped off the high platform, standing on the same plane as the vigilant lizard. 682 was less than twenty meters away from him, warning Rope with a terrifying grunt not to act rashly.

At the same time, 682's body is gradually changing.

The scales were reorganized tens of thousands of times in an instant, emitting faint fluorescence, and the glowing scales in the eyes of truth were resisting the magic power in the atmosphere.The muscles of its body also swelled up, appearing to be twice as large as before.

Rope frowned and asked incredulously.

"You judged my "strength"? "

Although it is only basic protection, this is undoubtedly an "evolution" against him.

Just like instinct, there are also many examples of SCP-682 in Rope's brain that have self-evolved protective measures before other SCPs attacked it. Every 682 relies on this terrible talent to learn from those exaggerated SCPs again and again His subordinates survived, thus becoming one of the most troublesome projects for the Foundation.

"The Beast of Evolution" lives up to its reputation.

Rope grinned and said.

"Little lizard, you made me look forward to it."

If it can continue to "evolve", then SCP-682 will be an excellent punching bag to quell his desire to fight the Philistines.

"Go away... open..."

A language that can be understood by humans ran out of the big mouth of the lizard.

"Not... disgusting human... Hurry up and disappear from my sight... This has nothing to do with you!"

"I'm afraid not."

Ropey unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, as if he wanted to show off his skills.

"Now you only have two choices, one is to go back to the cage yourself, and the other is that I will send you back to the cage after beating you to death."

"—"

The roar that pierced the eardrum rang out.

After a brief conversation, SCP-682 understood the decisive difference between the human-like creature in front of it and its similarly restrained companions.

This time, it is not something that can be solved by avoiding war and protecting yourself.

It's had enough of being trapped in viscera bags (humans), and the frailty of the containment makes it determined to escape from here.

The brutal battle began in an instant.

Like an armored chariot, the tuatara charged towards Rope at a speed that did not match its size, opening its bloody mouth.No doubt, with a 682 bite, even a special alloy won't last long under its sharp teeth.

- Bang!

Rope supported 682's upper and lower jaws with both hands, and the whole person kept retreating under the action of force.His legs plowed two deep ravines and his back hit the rock face.

"Not enough, the strength you "evolved" is not enough..."

Rope smiled cruelly, and his hands began to exert force, turning 682's huge body over.

The violent eruption of the adult Nephilim made the solid bones of the lizard's head sour, and 682's roar turned into a whimper of pain.

"Want to kill me? Do you want to get out of here? Then continue to show your abilities, and hurry up and "evolve" to a position where you can fight on an equal footing with me!otherwise……"

——"Secret Art. Feast of Hunger"

Five azure light spots appeared out of thin air, surrounding it from the center of 682's body.

The rays of light formed lines, and the lines passed through the lizard's body.Rapid, the human eye can't catch the speed, in the blink of an eye the lizard in front of Rope was neatly divided into two-digit pieces or more.

682 let out a miserable roar, falling into the quietest silence since it broke free from containment.

But immediately, as if to prove its title of "undead", the signs of life revived.

The blood of unknown composition ran wild, linking all the fragments of the inextinguishable lizard and reorganizing its body.

Not only that, 682's head also grew hard horns, and the body was further enlarged. Except for the lack of wings, it was almost equated with the dragon described in fantasy novels.

When Ropey repeated his old tricks and wanted to divide 682, he found that it had changed the basic composition of the body and turned into something similar to liquid.

——No matter how sharp a knife is, it cannot cut through the water.

682 waved its claws, and knocked Rope out, who was still stunned in curiosity, and embedded it into the rock.But then, it took a heavy punch from Rope, who was unscathed, and cracks appeared in the scales.

In this way, a lizard and a Nephilim fell into the most primitive struggle in the cave.

Hit, smash, gnaw, rip, tail--

Mutual exchange.

Rope was indulged in this real violence, and the excitement hidden in his pupils became more and more obvious, until the corner of his mouth hung a smile at the end.

But 682 is different. Even if it keeps evolving during the battle, its battle is already at a disadvantage.Because the black-haired youth in front of him has the same characteristics as it, he managed to inflict a little injury and then recover immediately, and the opponent's regeneration is obviously easier than himself.

The "blood of war" of the adult Nephilim makes SCP-682 feel hopeless.

- Click!

Not knowing how many times he defeated 682's body, Ropey let out a sigh of relief.

"I have to say, it's a really enjoyable battle. I haven't had such a good time in a long time, 682."

The lizard was constantly regenerating, and its only remaining dark beast pupil stared at Rope angrily, and the damaged throat made a cursing sound intermittently.