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About ten hours ago, Smith called Zhang Jue and brought first-hand news from Europe.

A strong earthquake hit the Balkans, and monsters resembling vampires appeared in Romania and other places.

After hearing the news, Zhang Jue vaguely felt that he had read the relevant documents, but due to time constraints, he did not think about it carefully.

And the phone call just now completely reminded him of the relevant information.

He already knew what the things Smith had encountered—what the white-skinned monster, the long tongue, and that weird tentacle were.

These three things are all products of one project - SCP-2191 (Vampire Factory).

SCP-2191 is a temple-like structure located deep in the Joa forest in Romania, inhabited by a large number of flesh and blood monsters.

One of these humanoid blood-sucking creatures attacks surrounding humans and is designated SCP-2191-1 by the Foundation.

After this white-skinned humanoid creature took humans away, it didn't enjoy it for itself, but killed it and absorbed nutrients through another parasitic creature in its body, that is, the long tongue that Smith saw.

They then feed the absorbed nutrients back to SCP-2191 through another worm.

These worms and "tongue", as well as the long tentacle that struck Smith, have been designated SCP-2191-2.

However, if you think that SCP-2191 is just a building that can eat people, you are very wrong.

In fact, in its deep underground, there is still a giant creature that humans can't even imagine-SCP-2191-3.

The true size of SCP-2191-3 is difficult to determine, but its root-like tentacles are distributed over an area of ​​approximately 660,000 square kilometers, subsurface throughout the Balkan Peninsula.

SCP-2191-3 is sapient and capable of controlling SCP-2191-1 and SCP-2191-2 by releasing complex pheromones.

Instances of SCP-2191-1 actually act as feeders for SCP-2191-3.

Whenever SCP-2191-3 feels hungry,

It will use its huge body to induce earthquakes.

Then SCP-2191-1 will use the disaster after the earthquake to find food for it.

Most earthquakes in the Balkans are said to be caused by SCP-2191-3.

Well, if you thought SCP-2191-3 was just a giant man-eating monster, you're wrong again.

In fact, it has another shocking identity—one of the four Sarkic saints under the Sarkic sect's supreme leader, the great warlock Ion, Lavata.

A high-ranking sorcerer of the Sarkic cult, Ravata governs sex, love, disease, and reproduction.

She even has a cute alias - princess.

But in her current state, it doesn't match up with these two words at all.

After figuring this out, on the other side, the identity of the one-eyed monster that appeared in Goose Country is also ready to be revealed.

——As one of the four Sarkic saints, a high-ranking warlock representing power, war, violence and wildness——Oroko.

There is no doubt that they are the core forces of the Sarkic sect.

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Introduced two SCPs related to the Sarkic sect, so what the hell is the Sarkic sect?

The supreme god of the Sarkic sect is called Aldabus, also known as the God of Flesh. He is the supreme creator of flesh and blood and chaos. He is cruel by nature and is hostile to the God of Brokenness, which represents machinery and order.

According to legend, the two gods waged a war across the universe, and at the end of the battle, Aldabus killed the Broken God.

But the Broken God shattered his own body, creating a cage, and imprisoned Aldabus from the world.

It can be said that Artabus is the chief culprit of the Broken God's brokenness, and the Broken God is also the lifelong enemy of Artabus.

However, none of the above statements can be verified.

After all, which mortal can know the battle and result of the two gods.

Maybe it was made up by some unscrupulous self-media.

But one thing is true, that is, the Church of the Broken God and the Sarkic Cult are completely deadly enemies, even more ruthless than the Serpent's Hand and the GOC.

The two sects have such a deep connection, but Zhang Jue didn't think about it at first.

Because unlike the Broken God Sect, the Sarkic Sect has always been very low-key in this world for so many years.

Although they have the existence of super high combat power similar to the four sarkic saints, they have not done anything out of the ordinary.

Compared with the Broken God Sect who clamored all day to revive the Broken God, they were more like a good boy.

But it now appears that these Sarkic people are not really "good kids".

They have proved a truth with practical actions - a dog that bites can't bark.

These years, they have been so quiet, not in peace, but plotting something, and now, two of the four saints have become active, presumably entering the final juncture.

And the Church of the Broken God, which is the deadly enemy, naturally felt something.

That's why they say, time is running out.

Zhang Jue analyzed for a while, and finally guessed the original intention of the Cult of the Broken God's action, but this didn't explain why they kept it secret. There must be some joints that he didn't know about.

So Zhang Jue stared into Ma Kefu's eyes and said, "Tell me, what the Sarkic sect wants to do, maybe I can help you."

Makefer looked at Zhang Jue, as if assessing his credibility.

In the eyes of the Cult of the Broken God, the SCP Foundation is equally untrustworthy.

Ma Kefu hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"No, I don't have that power."

"It's already this time, what power is there?"

Zhang Jue stepped forward and grabbed Ma Kefu by the collar.

The commandos behind Makefer also pointed their guns at Zhang Jue again-although they knew that it was useless.

Makefer sighed and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from their heads, and then, the entire cabin shook violently.

Ma Kefu immediately took out the walkie-talkie and asked, "What's going on?"

On the other side of the walkie-talkie, a panicked voice came: "Master Ma Kefu, the GOC submarine is catching up!"

The Cult of the Broken God has long been prepared to snatch the SCP project, but they obviously underestimated the combat power of the GOC.

Ma Kefu thought that after turning the ship into a submarine, he could get rid of the GOC's pursuit, but he didn't expect them to catch up.

Mark Fu wanted to give an order, but he glanced at Zhang Jue.

Although the ship is still under their control, it is actually in Zhang Jue's pocket.

He didn't speak, and no one could move.

Zhang Jue's mind was spinning rapidly.

Stopping is definitely not going to stop.

Not to mention that the cold-blooded general didn't know that he had taken control of the ship, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't mind sinking the ship with a single shot, and using Zhang Jue and the entire ship to add a rich and colorful one to his military medal. Pen.

"You should have someone to support you." Zhang Jue asked Ma Kefu.

"Um, yes." Makever nodded.

In fact, they had already planned their escape route before they acted.

"Then retreat according to your original route, and drive the boat back to your Broken God Cult."

Mark Fu looked at Zhang Jue in horror: "You—"

Zhang Jue looked calm: "Why, I want to go to your headquarters for a stroll, can't I?"

Zhang Jue's idea is very simple.

Since Ma Kefu has no right to negotiate terms with him, then find someone who has the right.

He had long wanted to meet the leader of the Church of the Broken God.

Robert Bumaro.

If he remembers correctly, the other party should be called by this name.

However, Ma Kefu still has no power to make a decision on this matter.

So he immediately informed the headquarters of the Broken God Cult of Zhang Jue's request.

Two minutes later, a call came from the headquarters.

It was Mr. Bumaro himself calling.

He was not angry about the failure of Ma Kefu's operation, but expressed comfort.

At the end, he said to Mark Fu: "Since that consultant Zhang is coming, let's bring him here. Don't lose your etiquette. It just so happens that I have something very important and I want to talk to him."

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A few hours later, Zhang Jue arrived at the headquarters of the Cult of the Broken God, the City of Gears, with the boat.

When the boat floated to the surface of the sea and Zhang Jue saw the city built by gears and machinery for the first time, even he, who has always been well-informed, was amazed.

Probably this is the romance of men.

Zhang Jue followed Ma Kefu to the tallest building in the center of the city.

The Supreme Leader of the Cult of the Broken God, Robert Bumaro, works here.

According to Bumaro's instructions, the reception staff treated Zhang Jue respectfully, and even Hansen, who was accompanying him, was taken to another lounge to entertain him.

Zhang Jue stayed alone in the reception room, looking out at the city full of mechanical power through the window, feeling a little dazed for a while.

He didn't know that Robert Bumaro often looked into the distance like this.

After a while, the door opened and Robert Bumaro walked in alone, without an entourage.

He was still wearing the black suit with eyes, just like an ordinary employee.

Zhang Jue looked at him and said, "It's a bit different from the photo provided by the foundation."

"People will always change." Robert Bumaro smiled, "Even if you take a picture of me now, Consultant Zhang, the next moment, I will not be who I am now."

This is a bit like the problem that famous people can't step into the same river twice, a bit of dialectical thinking.

Probably these people who engage in religion like these gods and gods.

Zhang Jue is very eloquent, if he really wants to continue debating this issue, he can spend three days and three nights talking with the other party for nothing.

But he didn't want to, he didn't come to do such boring things.

In fact, Zhang Jue was able to know that this person was Robert Bumaro. One of the biggest reasons was that he could feel the opponent's strength, which was unfathomable.

A master's fight does not require real swords and guns, and often only needs a look and a movement to roughly know the opponent's level.

And Zhang Jue could feel that the opponent's strength was by no means inferior to his own.

With a real fight, Bumaro couldn't kill him, but equally, he couldn't do anything with Bumaro.

Bumaro could feel this too, so he didn't bring a single follower.

Bumaro pushed his glasses with his index finger, and said, "Consultant Zhang, I have been dealing with the SCP Foundation for many years, and this is the first time I know that the Foundation has such a powerful person as you."

Bumaro didn't intend to compliment Zhang Jue, he was telling the truth.

Zhang Jue was born out of nowhere, and after only one year in the Foundation, he solved several major incidents and won the title of Foundation Star.

Although Bumaro didn't know the details, but combined with their previous investigation of Zhang Jue and his own judgment of Zhang Jue's strength, he naturally knew that the oriental man in front of him was actually a very terrifying existence.

If one considers that his age is only in his early twenties, it is almost certain that he will occupy a very important position in the foundation in the future.

Bumaro regards Zhang Jue as a thorough Foundation member, but he doesn't know that Zhang Jue and the SCP Foundation are just using each other, and may turn against each other at any time.

Can make the three branches of the Broken God Cult all obey his orders, Bumaro is quite a powerful figure.

It's not easy to get his compliments.

However, Zhang Jue made a stop gesture.

"Mr. Bumaro, I know how awesome I am. There is no need for others to boast, so let's stop beating around the bush. Tell me, what is the Sarkic sect doing? What do you Broken God sect want to do?"

Zhang Jue got straight to the point, but Bumaro shook his head slightly.

"Consultant Zhang, do you know what is the biggest difference between the Broken God Cult and the Sarkic Cult?"

Hearing him talking about other things, Zhang Jue really wanted to go up and give him two slaps.

But after all, others are the masters of a religion, and their strength is quite good. Zhang Jue had no choice but to suppress his petulant temper, and said perfunctorily, "Isn't it because you have different beliefs?"

"This is just one of them."

Bumaro took a few steps forward, came to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked into the distance with his hands behind his back.

"The believers of the Broken God Cult have always taken it as their mission to restore the Broken God. In order to restore the God to completeness, they will not hesitate to sacrifice their lives."

Zhang Jue thought of Ma Kefu and the captured Mirada and others, which seemed to be exactly what Bumaro said.

When they faced danger, they did not abandon their beliefs.

Zhang Jue asked: "Listen to you, aren't Sarkic people like this?"

"Yes and no," Bumaro said.

Zhang Jue covered his head: "Can you speak something human, I have a headache."

Bumaro was not offended by Zhang Jue's rudeness, he patiently explained: "The biggest difference between the Sarkic sect and the Broken God sect is that they don't believe in their own gods at all."

"What?" Zhang Jue frowned, apparently he didn't know about it before.

Zhang Jue knew some things about the Sarkic Sect and the Church of the Broken God, but most of them were general and unsystematic.

Because in Zhang Jue's view, the reason for the struggle between these two forces is too simple.

Isn't it just that the two gods are fighting hard, and their believers naturally look at each other disliked.

However, Bumaro's statement overturned Zhang Jue's long-standing thoughts.

The Sarkic sect doesn't even believe in the god of flesh and blood?

What are you doing?

Then why are they called that name.

Zhang Jue looked at Bumaro with strange eyes, and only six words were written on his face——are you|he|mom kidding me?

Bumaro seemed to have guessed what Zhang Jue was thinking, and continued: "The leader of the Sarkic sect is called Yaen. Consultant Zhang should know that although the Sarkic sect he is in charge of uses the power of the flesh and blood god Aldabus, it does not believe in the same Honor him, they think of themselves as God's parasites, nothing more."

Bumaro said, sighing.

If the two sects only have different beliefs, there is nothing wrong with it, but the practice of the great magician Ian made him very contemptuous.

Zhang Jue was sitting on the sofa, looking around, trying hard to digest and absorb the information provided by Bumaro.

On the one hand, it is analyzing the movement of the Sarkic sect, on the other hand, it is also necessary to prevent Bumaro from deceiving him.

He asked: "It is said that Aldabus was only sealed, but he did not die. If what you said is true, aren't they afraid of attracting the backlash of the gods?"

Hearing Zhang Jue's question, Bumaro sighed again.

He closed his eyes: "As Advisor Zhang said, Ian is very clear that Aldabus is not dead, but he is not afraid, because he...will soon possess the power of God."

Hearing this shocking news, Zhang Jue raised his head instantly: "What did you say?"

Bumaro looked away from the window and looked at Zhang Jue again.

"If my induction is correct, that great warlock Ian will soon complete the ascension ceremony, and he will soon replace Aldabus as the next god of flesh and blood. At that time, what the believers of the Broken God will do Everything in him will be destroyed, reality will be completely distorted in front of him, and he will fall into a hell of sensuality!"

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