What's Wrong with the Witch

　　"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, I spit out the worm, it twists, it moves. I didn't want to be dealt with, so I caught the worm and ate it, but it was still very uncomfortable..."

　　"What the hell am I thinking?"

　　"Aya, where is Aya? I haven't seen Aya for many days."

　　"By the way, Aya put makeup on her brother that day, like a beautiful girl. I really don't know where she collected the cosmetics. Why it's called cosmetics, I don't know, but in the blink of an eye, Aya put her brother's makeup on. Completely changed."

　　"I remembered, Ling's brother wanted to get Ling's coffee, but he sneaked out."

　　"The dress on Ling's brother seems to be Ling's only friend outside. That day, her friend died, it seems that her brother killed her friend."

　　"What the hell am I thinking?"

　　"It hurts, my body hurts, my teeth are fighting with my tongue, and my stomach is fighting, and my stomach is sour. My heart and my bones are fighting, God, why are they fighting, fighting? I'm sore..."

　　"Aya, where are you, what should I do?"

　　"I remembered, Ling died, that day she was smiling, and there was blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, a pure and incomparable light lit up from Ling's body, and Ling disappeared in the blink of an eye. The guards around, disappear together..."

　　"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. They said that I was the only one left, but there are so many people around, why do they say that I was the only one left?"

　　"Aya, where are you, I'm Lu, I like you."

　　"What the hell am I thinking?"

　　"..."

　　boom!

　　A series of explosions sounded outside.

　　The skinny Lu woke up, and the severe pain in his body made him regain consciousness in a very short time.

　　Half of the dormitory he lived in was bombed, and half of the building he lived in was blown up to be exact.

　　Lu saw half a corpse on the ground, and the scorched part of his brain seemed to be still moving.

　　"M-378!"

　　Lu ran over and shouted, but after shouting for a long time, M-378's scorched brain didn't seem to hear anything, just moving according to instinct.

　　Suddenly, the moving brain split open and swallowed it directly towards Lu's hand.

　　There are twisted, barb-like jet-black teeth where the split is sharp.

　　"M-378, are you alive?"

　　Lu didn't resist, letting the other party engulf his right hand, the barbed teeth were like tickling to him.

　　However, as soon as he was excited, he took down the brain of M-378, and the whole brain that wanted to chew on his right arm suddenly softened and turned into a puddle of mud.

　　"M-378, are you gone?"

　　Lu looked at his dead roommate sadly, inexplicably frightened.

　　Endless pain ripped through his body, and he hadn't taken those people's medicine for days.

　　It's not that he doesn't want to eat it, but that the people who gave him medicine every day are gone.

　　It's all these damn adults who not only experimented with them, but tortured them repeatedly.

　　"Aya, where are you, what should I do?"

　　Painful Lu curled up on the ground, ignoring the surrounding explosions.

　　Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in his mind.

　　"Lu, I am here."

　　In a trance, there seems to be a dark shadow holding Lu in his arms and treating him frankly.

　　For a time, Lu's face flushed, and even the pain that tormented him became less obvious.

　　"Aya, I like you so much, what do you think I should do?"

　　With Lu being held like this, he became more and more at a loss.

　　He seemed to feel the blood dripping from his nose, but he didn't dare to move at all.

　　The scene in front of him is, in a sense, something he once dreamed of, but never dared to imagine in reality.

　　"Lu, give me your body and let us be together forever."

　　Aya stroked the hair of the lost boy in her arms, and on the dark shadow-like face, the scarlet eyes full of joy became more and more obvious.

　　"We're going to kill the bad guys who experimented with us, torture those who gave us disgusting food, we're going to take revenge, and take revenge on the whole world, Lu, are you willing to come with me?"

　　"willing……"

　　"Then give me your body!"

　　"As long as it's Aya's request, I'm willing to..."

　　Lu's voice became more and more ethereal, and his consciousness was gradually wrapped and swallowed by the black mist.

　　Gradually, Aya was the only one left in the entire world of consciousness.

　　Maybe she is Aya.

　　Perhaps, she is none.

　　After an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes.

　　……

　　Boom boom boom!

　　With the addition of long-range heavy weapons, the mystics of the Apocalypse Organization and the Mystics of the Old Organization, which had the upper hand, were immediately dealt a devastating blow.

　　"Are the SCP Foundation people crazy? Aren't they for containment? When did the GOC Council do that!"

　　There is a mysterious Sequence 6 mysterious person of the Apocalypse organization who simply bandages the wound of a brother next to him.

　　"For my God, no matter what kind of offensive, we will sacrifice our lives at all costs!"

　　The mysterious person from the old organization rushed out without hesitation.

　　Within five steps, the brother was blown to a mass of ashes.

　　"For my God, I must endure."

　　The old organization mystics who followed up stood in front of the mysterious people of the Apocalypse organization, their expressions still pious.

　　"Now we are fighting in groups, and we have contacted the people who are on the periphery to destroy the remote range of the SCP Foundation, but the people of the SCP Foundation are now planning to destroy the sacrifices inside, we have contacted Sir Geraint, you should also contact The two chief priests are here."

　　An Apocalypse organization's action team leader said.

　　The old-time organization believers on the side said it was very reasonable, and immediately contacted.

　　"No, the SCP Foundation blocked the signal!"

　　"..."

　　"Then don't worry about it, trust our brothers in five minutes to disrupt the SCP Foundation's long-range firepower."

　　"it is good!"

　　All kinds of firepower are intertwined around, almost leaving the entire battlefield without any gaps.

　　Deacon Bai, wearing sunglasses, went to the target base C with Xiao Lin, staring at the full map of the battlefield on the holographic screen. Behind him were thirty high-level senior combat operators of the SCP Foundation who were wearing black trench coats and experienced hundreds of battles.

　　"Can you not be like this every time?" Xiao Rin was eating a lollipop with a gloomy expression.

　　"Everything is to put pressure on the enemy!" Deacon Bai lifted his smooth bangs and turned his eyes to the battlefield, "If you don't mind, Xiao Rin, can you give this place a magic bombardment?"

　　"you sure?!"

　　Xiao Rin bit the lollipop and didn't mean to shoot at all.

　　"Then, we'll strike!" Deacon Bai waved his hand, holding SCP-1020 "Sword of Judgment", "Clean up the battlefield and leave no survivors!"

　　"Yes!"

　　The high-level senior combat operatives wearing black trench coats rushed to the battlefield like the wind, almost uniformly drawn out their swords, and killed all the members of the old days and the apocalypse encountered on the road.

　　Occasionally, experimental subjects ran out in a panic, and the response to them was also a one-shot slaying.

　　Deacon Bai swaggered around the battlefield, looking for enough prey to become his opponent.

　　Thinking about the time he came to the magic city, he first encountered blazing angels and great demons and was seriously injured.

　　Later, Deacon Bai went directly into a state of self-cultivation. The things he encountered were either demigods or related to demigods, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

　　Finally, when he encounters such a task, it is completely his home!

　　"Apocalypse, old days, such a dark organization, should be damned!"

　　As soon as SCP-1020's "Sword of Judgment" came out, almost no mystery person below the mysterious Sequence 5 could last more than five seconds under the White Deacon sword.

　　However, after clearing up several members of the Apocalypse and the Mysterious Ones of the past, Deacon Bai encountered three experimental subjects gathered together and trembling for the first time.

　　Two girls, one boy, the younger is about twelve years old, and the older one is about fifteen years old, all still children.

　　However, these three children still look human on the outside, but in fact no one knows what kind of weirdness is hidden inside their bodies.

　　"whispering sound!"

　　Although he knew that the three children were no longer human, Deacon Bai hesitated for a moment about whether to swing his sword.

　　At this moment of hesitation, a man wearing a priest's robe appeared in front of the three experimental subjects.

　　SCP-1020 "Sword of Judgment" can no longer be cut.

　　"SCP Foundation, doesn't even have basic compassion?"

　　The Master of Temperance turned around and glanced at Deacon Bai. Deacon Bai immediately felt unimaginable pressure, as if unimaginable constraints were entangled in him.

　　There is no doubt that the moment he was completely entangled was the moment he died here.

　　After all, the gap between Mysterious Sequence 5 and Mysterious Sequence 4 is so big.

　　The only thing that should be fortunate is that the Master of Temperance chose to protect these three experimental subjects instead of killing him first, otherwise the others would be gone.

　　"Old festival priest!"

　　Deaconess Bai almost gritted his teeth and said.

　　"It is an honor to be known by you, and may the gift of my God be upon you."