I Was Once a Legend

A piece of paper floated in the pipe, and a series of helpless ellipsis painted with red paint for makeup.

Come on, I still have a group leader on it. There are too many movements that do not affect well.

"Head?" Cui Zuojing tilted his head, thinking suddenly that there seemed to be such a person.

"Don't he always listen to you?" Cui Zuojing folded the paper and put it back in his pocket, don't mind, "In the entire white realm, even the current queen dare not provoke you."

"Drink, how dare I say this little bunny." The brown bear in a sunglasses suit and leather shoes holding a tea cup complained as if it were true and false, "Is it useless in his eyes?"

"He has always been like this, and you don't know." The clown was sitting opposite the brown bear, with a smiley face makeup that had not been removed, and a very strong and huge body squeezed in a chair, as if it would be in the next second. To collapse the poor furniture, the radish's thick fingers carefully pinched the tea cup that was too delicate for him, but did not drink it. "You won't care about children."

"Little kid, he was a kid when he came to me at the beginning, and now nearly ten years have passed, why is it still a kid." The brown bear snorted, "Can a kid do whatever he wants?"

The clown smiled helplessly. Obviously, not everyone likes Cui Zuojing, especially the head of the group who has been screaming more than once.

The regiment still complained indignantly: "What brought me a new member, and the circus is not a shelter. Isn't there enough trouble on our side! There are so many monsters out there that the doctor can't put away Ah! No, I have to go to open a few more venues, and the mad woman is getting greedy. Why should I put so many boxes into my own?! Are you afraid of being struck to death one day?"

The leader paused, apparently not as angry as it showed. He held a tea cup and listened carefully to the subtle sounds in the air, and suddenly asked: "Which venues were used in this selection?"

Clown: "The factories, space, forests, deserts, towns, glaciers, ruins, Vientiane World, used these eight."

"What?! How did you use space!" The brown bear almost threw the cup, and the hair exploded. "You don't want people to get the ticket and just say it! Let them go to die!"

"Relax, I have a sense of balance." The clown was calm and abnormal. He pressed his palm down to signal the head of the group to be restless. "The more such a situation, the more powerful it is. Isn't it? Moreover... Don’t worry.”

——Besides, he would also like to see how much the man who summoned Cui Zuojing to become the master of blood contract.

Brown Bear was worried: "What if she ran out again? Last time I went in to catch her, but it cost a lot of labor."

Clown: "She's not aggressive, just run out, let's say... It's also time for some surprises."

The brown bear was silent for a moment: "Are you so confident in that child? In this way, he will support him brightly and honestly, and in the event of unsuccessful end, the crazy woman will kill you by all means."

"I don't care anymore." The clown chuckled. "He is the last hope. If the power of the masters of time, space, and body can't bring down the queen, then the world is really over."

The brown bear stopped talking.

"Okay, don't worry about it anymore. I have my own measure." The clown stood up. He bypassed the brown bear's chair and leaned over to stretch out his hands to the little child who was hiding behind him and his body was blocked by the brown bear.

The child was just two or three years old, with chestnut hair slightly curled, and a fat baby with a fleshy face and small hands. He spread his arms in the arms of the clown, lying on the extraordinarily wide shoulder of the clown. Tao: "Then you know what you have."

"Relax, even if something happens, the consequences will be borne by me alone." The clown hugged him and walked to the background. "Since you took the risk of taking me out of nowhere, I originally planned to stop worrying about those things, just use The remaining life repays you, but now it seems that if you don’t upset the queen, everything will be destroyed sooner or later."

The clown clearly remembered that day, when he was not a clown at that time. In the scream of “cut off her head” from the Red Queen, he rushed toward the woman who had been called Anna with a silver moon scimitar, but was brandished nine times. The whip boy blocked it. The black snake wrapped around the boy's arm opened his mouth with sharp teeth. He was only stopped for a moment, and the sound of a sharp knife piercing the body came from behind.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed woman smiled gracefully and pulled out the dagger that was inserted into the heart of the Red Queen.

The glory came, and the control of the world was automatically transferred at the moment when the Red Queen's body was unable to fall, she was crowned at that moment and became the new Queen.

Stepping on the body of the Red Queen, this woman who had once thrown a dagger for the pilgrim, wiped the blood from his face, looked up at him, but in his eyes he was proud and looking down on the arrogant arrogance, smiling at the clown: " Do you want to submit to me?"

He gave her a knife.

After that, it was a three-month hunt. He was the strongest killer under the Red Queen, but he could not resist the sniper of an entire assassination corps. He fled all the way from the palace to the memory corridor. Most of the pure white land boundary finally fell on a rainy night, covered in blood and ragged clothes, in a deserted alley by the street.

"It seems to have picked up something terrible." The passing young man muttered to himself, rolled up his sleeves, and dragged the dead body-like clown back to the circus.

The strange doctor covered with bandages handled the wound on the clown. From his mouth, the clown learned that he came to the hell circus that had existed in the pure white world for 100 years, and the young man who rescued him was never The head of the circus that has appeared before, the only head for hundreds of years.

"It's still killing you outside, you can stay, but you can't exist with your old name and appearance." When his injury recovered almost, the youth found him and said, "Of course, if you want to go , I won't stop you either."

He knew that the person he picked up was the Red Queen's remnant party and the number one fugitive on the new queen's wanted order, but he still gave the clown a chance to stay.

The clown chose to stay. His former master had fallen off the altar. The rules of the world were forcibly changed by the new queen, and a mess of chaos, and he did not want to go to those muddy waters anymore.

Just stay quiet until you die.

He applied thick paint on his face, painted an exaggerated expression, wore a red or black suit and a big clown costume, performed a funny show, and became a clown in the circus.

He buried himself as a desperate killer and the best knife of the Red Queen in time.

——The clown thought this way.

But what happened in the pure white realm afterwards kept him shaking.

Until one day, he met a young man who also possessed the power of a killer, but he was a young man.

He was brave and firm, even in the most difficult times, he never gave up hope.

The fire that never completely extinguished in his heart reignited again, and he became a helper hidden in the dark in the afternoon tea party team, helping them to overthrow the tyranny of the woman named Anna, now the queen.

Despite the ups and downs, hope never passed away.

During these two decades, the leader who has been acquiescing in his behavior has also grown from a young man to a younger child, becoming a child in his arms.

This is the secret of the regiment’s immortality for hundreds of years. When the body ages to a certain extent, he will start to grow in the reverse direction, until he becomes a baby, he will grow up again, and so on.

They gradually walked away. The huge body of the brown bear on the chair stiffened for a moment, and there was a suspicious whimper in his mouth. He didn't understand how he was sitting. He shook his head and shook his sunglasses. He walked on all fours.

Dong Zheng fumbled through the chaos, trying to find the cell that he saw in the inner core temple not long ago.

The number allowed for release in the broadcast has been read S000005, and it is announced almost every half an hour. When I saw the terrifying creatures crawling like meat mountains on the open space from the window of the corridor, Dong Zheng immediately understood that this is probably S To start, a "prisoner" with a single digit number.

It is covered with eyes all over and under it, its eyelids are hard scales, it is 100 meters tall, and there are fused chains and huge iron hooks on its body. Dong Zheng just glanced at it and immediately hid away from the monster's vision. .

This thing directly made his definition of aliens and monsters more tricky. The things that appeared in the science fiction horror movie were at most a little doll in front of this thing. The moment I saw that thing, Dong Zheng had only one idea in his mind- — This is probably the most legendary god in SCP, the mini version of "Crimson King".

Dong Zheng speeded up and walked towards the end of the corridor. The remaining prisoners whose S numbers were lifted off were mostly such terrible creatures.

Until now, the number has only reached 05. According to the habit, the higher the number should be, the more important, or more dangerous.

These dangerous creatures have been imprisoned in the prison, and in the so-called "jailbreak activity" today, all prison personnel were evacuated in an orderly manner, and the monsters were also released in a planned manner.

Dong Zheng frowned, probably understanding the whole story-they prisoners in the escape, in today's closed prison, have become the prey of these special prisoners.

The so-called jailbreak activities are actually slaughterhouses built for them.

For a prison, the area here is too large, and all the people who can enter here are extremely fierce criminals, even if they become the food of monsters, it is not a pity to die.

In this way, it is indeed a good hunting ground.

In this case, how to find the secret letter to upgrade the identity card? It is not easy to find a good place to hide and spend these three days alive until the end of the knockout.

Dong Zheng murmured silently, leaned over to find an envelope sealed with fire paint from the flower pot in the corner, and got the first secret letter he got after coming here.

The screams came from the lower floors, and there were screaming roars in the open space outside. At this time, many "prey" have not become conscious of the prey, still immersed in the struggle between each other, or trying to attack the monsters with the number S .Only the incoming pilgrims tried to hide in a hurry.

Surveillance cameras became Dong Zheng's ubiquitous eyes. He avoided those coming from different directions, alone, and continued to find the girl's room as secretly as possible.

The author has something to say: I stayed for three days, went to eat a meal at 8pm, and then ran back to the dormitory codeword, barely rushing out to update.

I really don't have any drops left.

Tomorrow's update can't be sent on time, wait to watch the pit at night.

About Crimson King:

According to the legendary existence in scp, the entity appears to be an extremely large obese humanoid, with an erect height estimated to exceed 200 kilometers.There are three angles extending from his head, and his face has no jaw.Its whole body is covered by countless overlapping scales.Seven heavy hooks are embedded in the back of the entity, and each hook is connected to the lower end of the seven pillars at the top of the space by a wire.

The related project numbers are: 231,2317, 2783, 3150, 3514, 3838,475.

"The Seven Seals, Seven Rings, and Seven Brides are dedicated to the Crimson King."