I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Chapter 471: Opening the Feast Seal Point

The gunshots, explosions, and monster roars gradually died down.

The Meteorite Jade Hall was filled with the corpses of monsters, strange insects, weird snakes, red-haired dumplings... black and green smelly liquids were spilled all over the floor.

"No! This is impossible!"

An inhuman roar of anger came from the white jade throne.

The queen, who was originally as beautiful as a flower, had changed drastically at this time. Due to excessive use of her magic power, she had lost her human form and revealed her true appearance as the "Snake Mother".

It had a green face and fangs, a snake-like face, and its body was covered with blue-black scales. Its hands turned into six claws, its head turned into three, and its lower body completely turned into a snake body. When standing upright, it was four or five meters tall.

There is no more "beautiful" scientific research.

As expected, Professor Wei’s guess was correct, the Queen Mother of the West was a demon!

Everyone quickly killed the remaining monsters and surrounded the white jade throne.

Xu Xi's eyebrows were raised in anger, and he looked murderous. "Monster, hand over the Zhuchen Pearl, and I will kill you!"

After his clothes were torn off, his muscular upper body was exposed. A mighty and domineering five-clawed golden dragon stretched out from his broad back, lying on Xu Xi's shoulder and staring at the Queen Mother of the West.

Others also drew their weapons, uttered harsh words, and were filled with murderous intent.

"Haha...if you have the guts, come and get it yourself..."

The Queen Mother of the West pressed her hand on her only remaining right eye, which turned into a glowing red gem that floated above her head.

She spat out large mouthfuls of blood, sneered at everyone, and then the Magic Eye Orb transformed her back into a beautiful human form and sat back on the white jade throne.

"I don't believe I can't break through your tortoise shell!"

"Let's go together!"

Everyone took action, and their attacks fell on the protective barrier surrounding the white jade throne, causing the barrier to vibrate continuously.

It looked like it would break at any moment.

But after attacking for more than a dozen times, everyone was unable to break the barrier.

Professor Wei frowned and encouraged everyone, "The old witch is dying, don't stop!"

When everyone looked, they saw that the Queen Mother of the West's face was indeed aging, with white hair and wrinkles appearing on her face. It was obvious that she was overdrawing her vitality to maintain the barrier.

His spirits lifted and he attacked even harder.

At the same time, on the ground world, at the SCP Committee headquarters on a Pacific island.

As events at [nodes] around the world continue to advance and approach a certain threshold, the meeting of twelve people that will decide the fate of all mankind is convened again.

"Everyone, the death toll of global nodes has exceeded 70%. We can now proceed to the second stage of [Feast]. Please vote."

"North America, permission to start."

After Olsen, the rotating chairman, finished speaking, he took the lead and was the first to press the red button on the briefcase in front of him.

“Western Europe, permission to start.

"South America, permission to start."

Representatives from twelve regions around the world pressed the buttons one by one, and large blood-red letters and a cold electronic synthesized voice appeared on the large screen in the conference room.

[The Global Council has passed a resolution to shut down special nodes. ]

As confidential orders spread across the globe via the Internet, special devices surrounding tens of thousands of supernatural power nodes around the world were activated, and space began to vibrate.

Along with the dislocation of space, supernatural nodes were separated from the real world one by one, and the area where they were located returned to normal.

Deep underground in the Tarim Desert, there is the Meteorite Jade Hall in the Queen Mother of the West's Underground Palace.

The whole hall suddenly shook violently.

The Queen Mother of the West's arrogant and triumphant laughter rang in everyone's ears, "Hahaha, the [Feast] has begun, and the game is over, mortals!"

The colorful crystal stone above the white jade throne emitted a dazzling light, filling everyone's vision, so blinding that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Black cracks appeared on the crystal stone, spreading and expanding around, and finally extending into the surrounding space. The entire meteorite hall was shattered like a mirror.

Behind the cracks is endless darkness, deeper than the abyss.

"Oh no! The Ancient Demon Cave is about to open! Everyone, stand next to me and hold hands tightly!"

Professor Wei completed the assembly in his hand, and a strangely shaped metal staff with a magical and sci-fi style appeared in his hand.

Everyone followed his command without hesitation, ran over and stood around him hand in hand, while Xu Xi and Huang Yaozu grabbed Professor Wei's shoulders from both sides.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Professor Wei raised the metal staff high, chanted a strange "spell" loudly, and slammed the bottom of the staff heavily into the ground.

boom!

The purple gem on the head of the staff suddenly burst into brilliant light, and the rich purple color quickly expanded to form a protective shield that wrapped everyone inside.

At this moment, the Meteorite Jade Hall and the ground beneath everyone's feet exploded like a broken mirror, and everyone suddenly lost their footing and fell into endless darkness.

In the darkness, there were countless strong winds and black air that wanted to pounce on everyone, but fortunately, they were firmly blocked by the protective shield released by the staff.

"Hold on tight!"

Professor Wei shouted.

Everyone held each other's arms tightly and fell into the bottomless dark abyss.

Invisible strong winds continuously hit the protective shield as they fell, causing everyone to tumble and roll, with the world spinning around.

……

In the outside world, supernatural nodes all over the earth disappeared rapidly, and the devices around the nodes slowly stopped.

In the meeting room of the SCP Committee headquarters, Olsen and a group of representatives stood up and faced the big screen seriously.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us observe three minutes of silence for the millions of unfortunate people who have sacrificed their lives for humanity."

Staff members of SCP agencies around the world also observed a moment of silence towards the numbers on the big screen at the same time.

One million one hundred and twenty-six thousand seven hundred and eighty-fifteen people.

This is the number of victims of this [Horror Feast].

"The so-called Feast of Terror is a global sacrifice once a year to temporarily close the supernatural nodes. After the feast, the supernatural nodes around the world will be ineffective for at least 9 months, providing humans with a safe living environment..."

Olson's voice is broadcast throughout the SCP agency through the PA system, explaining the significance of their work to new recruits.

This is a twisted world, a terrible world, where demons and monsters are rampant, humans are the targets of slaughter, and scientific methods are simply unable to deal with those immortal demons.

The only way is to rely on sacrifice to obtain the protection of the evil god and temporarily seal the weirdness of the world.

The sacrifice of a few in exchange for the peace of the vast majority.

Those who were sacrificed knew nothing of the truth, because the evil gods and demons needed their fear and struggle to get satisfaction.

It's not fair to the people who made the sacrifice.

But this is a sacrifice that has to be made for the vast majority of the remaining people.

The government will create various files afterwards, and on the surface, these people died in accidents or in the line of duty, and their families will be given generous compensation.

This is the only thing humanitarianism can do.

As for the truth, it will never be known to the public, and the World United Government cannot let all mankind live in fear.

No matter how hopeless it is, humans still have to live.

Even under the sunny avenue, deep buried are the bones of the innocent and unfortunate.