An Unreasonable Conceptual Neck Twist-Even the Hidden Data Backup Gets Snapped!

Yet, eerily enough, she had been completely unaware of it.

Eerie...

Far too eerie!

No, I have to see this for myself!

With that thought, Holy Kesha addressed Angel Leng and Zhixin below her. "Come to Earth with me!"

"We're bringing Yan and that eerie SCP-173 back!"

Holy Kesha took a small step forward, and a dark energy passage appeared in the void. She stepped straight into it.

Angel Leng and Zhixin exchanged a glance, then followed Holy Kesha into the dark energy passage, Flame Blades in hand, heading straight for Earth.

While Holy Kesha led Angel Leng, Zhixin, and a host of combat angels toward Earth, the powerful figures from the various native planets watching the livestream...

Froze when they saw SCP-173 appear behind Angel Yan, then began frantically flooding the stream with comments.

They tried to warn Angel Yan, who was still searching for SCP-173's remains!

[Luffy: Angel lady, stop looking. SCP-173 is right behind you. Run!]

[Kaido: Even I couldn't withstand God-Slaying Flame Judgment, yet it didn't destroy SCP-173! What... is this thing? Is it indestructible, or did it instantly reassemble itself?]

[Miko: SCP-173 feels just like those evil spirits that keep asking me, "Can you see me?" all day.]

[Tatsumaki: I wonder if my psychokinesis could destroy SCP-173!]

[Ying Zheng: Fortunately, there are no containment objects on our planet. Otherwise... my Great Qin Empire would be in danger.]

[Naruto: Run, angel lady!]

[...]

While everyone in the livestream urged Angel Yan to run, she finally realized something was wrong. Although she had not detected SCP-173's presence...

Seven thousand years of combat instincts had given her an uncanny sense for danger.

As she focused on searching for SCP-173's remains, she felt a chill creeping up from behind her, accompanied by a shudder from the depths of her soul...

That filled Angel Yan with a sense of impending doom.

"No! SCP-173 is behind me..."

The moment Angel Yan realized this, her combat instincts took over. She slashed backward with her Flame Blade, then beat her wings...

Her curvaceous figure, accentuated by her silver-white angel miniskirt, shot forward. She tried to put some distance between herself and SCP-173.

Angel Yan's reaction was undeniably swift.

But it was already too late.

Crack!

Before Angel Yan could finish moving, SCP-173 activated its neck-snapping skill. As SCP-173 moved, the crisp sound of breaking bone...

Rang out through the livestream, and Angel Yan's body instantly went limp.

The Flame Blade slipped from her hand and drifted aimlessly through the void of space, occasionally colliding with the wreckage of the Gluttonous Battleship...

And changing course.

The powerful figures from the different native planets watching the livestream stared at the scene, dumbstruck. Their mouths hung slightly open, and for a long time, none could utter a word.

Luffy's jaw stretched all the way down to the deck in shock. Kaido shoved his wine gourd into his nostril, while Naruto choked so badly that ramen sprayed from his nose...

Everyone had witnessed Angel Yan's combat prowess.

She could reduce an entire Gluttonous Battleship to dust in a single strike. Moreover, according to the information shared in the Angels' livestream, she had already upgraded to a third generation divine body.

A third generation divine body could shrug off the vast majority of attacks in the universe.

Even nuclear weapons could not hurt Angel Yan.

Yet Angel Yan, who possessed such a formidable divine body, had encountered a somewhat comical, peanut-shaped statue made of concrete and rebar.

And it had snapped her neck.

Throughout the entire process, Angel Yan had been utterly powerless to resist. SCP-173 had merely twisted its arms slightly to deliver the killing blow.

This...

Had truly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Had they not seen it in the livestream, they would never have believed that one of the Angel Civilization's greatest combatants, Holy Left Wing Yan, had so silently...

Been killed by SCP-173.

This was fucking unbelievable.

Was this what made containment objects so terrifying? They ignored everything. Violate their rules, and it did not matter who you were, how powerful you were, or which generation of body you possessed.

One hit, one kill. No exceptions.

At that moment, every powerful figure who witnessed the scene felt terror erupt from the depths of their soul.

They could not stop trembling as cold sweat poured down their bodies.

Their bodies shook involuntarily.

They could not help it. The abilities SCP-173 had displayed were simply too bizarre. It had endured God-Slaying Flame Judgment without a scratch, then killed Angel Yan in a single strike...

Who wouldn't be terrified?!

An absurd, concept-level neck snap—even the dark data backup was snapped!

While the powerful natives from the various worlds watching the livestream reeled from SCP-173's logic-defying performance, inside the Void Passage...

Holy Kesha and the Angel Warriors saw SCP-173 snap Yan's neck on the livestream, and the shock in their eyes reached an unprecedented height.

No one understood better than they did just how fearsome Angel Yan was in battle.

Angel Yan had fought in three wars between the Angels and Demons, killing over a thousand powerful demons. Yet SCP-173 had snapped her neck so easily.

This...

After the shock came profound grief and anger in every Angel Warrior's eyes. Yan commanded immense respect among them and had often looked after them.

Yet now she had died inexplicably at SCP-173's hands.

How could they not be furious?

Even Angel Leng, who had often voiced objections to Angel Yan serving as Holy Left Wing, tightened her grip on her Flame Sword.

She silently swore to destroy SCP-173 and avenge Angel Yan.

Even Holy Kesha's expression, calm and unchanging for ten thousand years, shifted slightly. She pushed her own processing power, along with that of Meleon Celestial City and Sky Blade VII...

To their limits, seeking only to reach Angel Yan as quickly as possible!

Inside Demon Castle!

"Angel Yan, that bitch, just died like that!"

Dressed in black leather, with demonic wings on her back, Morgana watched SCP-173 effortlessly snap Angel Yan's neck...

And could not help pacing through Demon Hall as she exclaimed in astonishment, "What the hell is this SCP-173?"

"Not only did it withstand God-Slaying Flame Judgment without a scratch."

"It even killed that bitch Angel Yan in an instant!"

"This..."

As the Demon King, Morgana rarely encountered anything in the Super God Crossover Universe that could surprise her anymore.

Yet the eerie SCP-173 and the Foundation, of which she could find absolutely no trace, had repeatedly shaken her. In the span of a single day...

She had lost her composure several times.

"My queen, shall I bring SCP-173 back and present it to you?"

Standing in the hall, Demon Ato watched Morgana pace and could not help offering, "According to the Foundation's introduction, looking directly at SCP-173 prevents it from moving."

"Just give me a Demon Squad, and I guarantee I'll bring it back!"

Morgana waved a hand at Ato's suggestion. "No! SCP-173 isn't what worries me most right now!"

"It's the Foundation that managed to contain that damned SCP-173."

"I don't believe that hypocritical bitch Kesha will swallow this insult. Let her test that so-called Foundation for us!"

"We can just sit back and reap the rewards!"

Ato and the other demons chorused, "Wise as ever, my queen!"

Then they turned their attention back to the livestream!

Aboard the Juxia!

Ducao watched Angel Yan's lifeless body lying motionless in space on the livestream. After a brief daze, he asked the adjutant beside him:

"Have you found any information on the Foundation?"

The adjutant replied helplessly, "Reporting, sir. No!"

"We haven't found any trace of it on Earth, or even in the Deno Database."

The adjutant's answer filled Ducao with a sense of helplessness.

Not even the slightest trace?

The Foundation really has hidden itself well! That also proves how powerful it is. If the Gluttonous Civilization's invasion hadn't accidentally caused...

A containment breach at the Foundation.

They probably still wouldn't have revealed themselves. They would have stayed hidden in the shadows, quietly protecting humanity's peace.

What a headache!

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[...]

As SCP-173 snapped Angel Yan's neck, an endless stream of system notifications echoed through Jiang Chen's mind, bringing a charming smile to his lips.

As for Angel Yan being killed by SCP-173, Jiang Chen's attitude was simple: she was dead, and that was that.

The Foundation's philosophy was: we secure, we contain, we protect.

Anything that threatened humanity was a target for containment. Angel Yan had entered Earth without permission. Although she had not entered Huaxia...

She already posed a threat to humanity.

Even if SCP-173 had not killed her, he would have contained her himself if she dared to harm a single human.

Earth belonged to Earth's people.

It did not belong to intruders who thought their superior strength entitled them to enter without permission.

Once he had the Foundation's basic structure in place, he would contain every last one of those arrogant gods, demons, and super soldiers wreaking havoc on Earth.

Who the hell do you think you are?

You really think Huaxia is a pushover.

Sooner or later, I'll make you understand: whoever you are, you bow your proud heads before Huaxia! Dragon or tiger, you'll damn well heel!

Otherwise, you're all getting contained!