I’m In Charge of SCP - Chapter 247: Godslayer
Chapter 247: Godslayer
Zhang Jue considered what Bumaro had just stated while lounging on the couch. The leader of the Sarkic Cults, Klavigar Saarn, intended to ascend to the throne and take over as the new Yaldabaoth, the God of Flesh and Blood.
The Sarkic Cults were founded by Klavigar Saarn, who claimed to be a parasite of Yaldabaoth, because Yaldabaoth was initially viewed as being cruel and brutal. Being a sworn opponent of the Sarkic Cults, the Church of the Broken God naturally wishes to stop this from happening.
Everything seems to make sense. However, there was one thing Zhang Jue was still perplexed by.
“Why are you trying to hide it?” Zhang Jue enquired, “It would be preferable to make this subject public or alert the Foundation and the GOC if things are truly as you claim and Saarn truly aspires to become God. With all due respect, these two organizations have substantially greater combat capacity than you have.”
Zhang Jue aired his reservations. But like all gods and goddesses, Bumaro never gave a direct response to his query.
He stated,”Zhang, you are from China. I believe there were numerous mythologies and religions prevalent in ancient China.”
In this case, Bumaro was absolutely correct. China is undoubtedly rife with myths and stories, monsters and devils, and religious groups.
He continued, “So, Advisor Zhang, where do you think those fabled gods and immortals, their source of power came from?” without waiting for Zhang Jue to respond.
Although it was frequently stated that theology was the end of science, Zhang Jue was not particularly interested in this topic and was too lazy to mislead Bumaro. As a result, he swiftly shook his head to urge Bumaro not to compromise and to get started with his speech.
Zhang Jue was getting impatient, and Bumaro laughed. “My investigation and the Church of the Broken God’s practices revealed that God’s power is powerful because He has a large number of followers, and that the prayers, pilgrimages, and offerings that these followers make to Him are one of the very important sources of His own power.”
Bumaro remarked as much, and Zhang Jue at once understood. It makes sense that many gods had their own temples because it was discovered that in addition to manifesting their sainthood on Earth, they also required ongoing incense offerings and worship from humans in order to keep their power.
Bumaro’s claim could not be independently verified by Zhang Jue, who could only confirm that it was a plausible theory.
“So you are keeping this information extremely confidential because you are worried that the Foundation and GOC will leak out and attract more adherents to the Sarkic Cults?” Zhang Jue frowned after thinking for a time.
The confidentiality was therefore kept for this purpose.
“In actuality, such a thing was bound to happen.” Bumaro said, “Because of Saarn’s plan to ascend to God, the Sarkic Cults has already gathered a huge number of individuals across Europe and northern Asia, and Saarn’s ascension rite has already begun. All of these people will become the nutrition for Saarn’s ascension.”
“But how can anyone believe in such a thing?” Zhang Jue questioned.
He quickly slapped himself in the mouth after saying that. What else could humanity on this planet not do? They could even legalize something like the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
Everything else made sense after I gave this some thought. Due to the ascension ceremony of Saarn, the two saints of the Sarkic Cults, Lovataar and Orok, became exceptionally active. Saarn would become more potent following his ascension to God as his faith increased.
Of course, there is another excuse for keeping the Foundation and GOC in the dark about this. Bumaro declared, “The Cult of Lust for Flesh had been growing in strength under Saarn’s leadership even before he planned to become God, and because the Foundation was unfamiliar with them and took a danger by underestimating them, they would undoubtedly lose. The Church of the Broken God, and only us, are the only ones who truly understand them and are aware of how to defeat Saarn.”
All throughout, Bumaro’s voice had been incredibly calm with a distinct blandness that sliced through everything. However, Zhang Jue misunderstood what he was saying.
“I don’t like to beat around the bush, so you can just say what you have to say.” Zhang Jue said as he lay back on the couch and crossed his legs.
“I need the SCP-271, please. It’s up to us to stop Saarn.” Bumaro said as he turned to face Zhang Jue.
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In an effort to understand what was happening in the world, Zhang Jue traveled alone to the City of Gears. Robert Bumaro was acting maturely by having a plan for why he permitted Zhang Jue to enter. He was only interested in the SCP-271 that Zhang Jue was carrying because it was so crucial to the Church of the Broken God.
He had detected the SCP-271 aura on Zhang Jue’s body ever since opening the door, but this aura seemed incredibly weird to him. It appeared as though the object wasn’t on Jue Zhang but that Zhang Jue itself was the source of the aroma.
Bumaro has sufficient expertise to understand that Zhang Jue had concealed the SCP-271 via a covert method. In such circumstance, I’m sure he wouldn’t be able to find what he sought, let alone be able to kill it, even if he murdered Zhang Jue with the aid of a big number of others. Bumaro thus attempted to persuade Zhang Jue to give up the item by speaking to him.
Bumaro was dead wrong. He would have known if he had carefully observed Zhang Jue’s behavior at the foundation. It was simple to put anything in his pocket, but difficult to get him to remove it.
Without mentioning the SCP Foundation or the Church of the Broken God, who cares? Zhang Jue stole numerous helpful SCP items from the foundation’s main office while riding SCP-682, however he never gave any of them back.
Bumaro asked Zhang Jue for SCP-271, and Zhang Jue responded without hesitation by shaking his head.
“No way.”
Bumaro wasn’t prepared for Zhang Jue to decline so politely. “Advisor Zhang—” Zhang Jue cut him off by waving his hand.
“There’s no need to continue because I won’t give you the items. Come on in if you want to rob it. I’ll consider everything you say to be nonsense if you can catch me.”
Zhang Jue was speaking in a very haughty manner as he sat on the sofa in the Church of the Broken God’s main office. Anyone else would not be able to put up with his haughty demeanor. Bumaro, however, was the head of the Church of the Broken God and stood in for intelligence and reason.
Zhang Jue paused after finishing his sentence and appeared to be evaluating the situation’s viability. On the other hand, Zhang Jue crossed his legs and patiently awaited his judgment.
Bumaro eventually sighed. It appeared to acknowledge the truth. He had been evaluating Zhang Jue’s power ever since he had entered, but there had never been a conclusion. He had to acknowledge that they had no chance of capturing Zhang Jue absent the Broken God’s resurrection.
If they attempted to grab it firmly but failed, they would have damaged their own strength and the reward would not have been worthwhile. The Church of the Broken God no longer had much of a home basis after so many years of repression by the Foundation.
Bumaro cried out in sorrow. “Advisor Zhang, why won’t you turn over the materials? Is it as a result of your concern that the Foundation’s position will be threatened by the Church of the Broken God?”
Bumaro assumed Zhang Jue was considering the Foundation, but he was unaware that Zhang Jue had never considered the Foundation in that way. Only Zhang Jue’s crossed arms and Bumaro’s gaze were visible to him.
“The reason I’m not giving things to you guys is actually quite easy. No matter what I do, I believe in one truth: it’s better to ask for help than to try to do it alone. Rather than giving things to you guys and then waiting for the results, I prefer to keep everything in my own hands.”
Speaking of this, he grinned at once.
“I truly don’t care if Saarn becomes a god, let her do it. I won’t lie, I’m really interested how things are going to happen.”