I’m In Charge of SCP

Truth be told, the GOC is more than simply an inconvenience, despite being a tad more careless than the Foundation. They usually continue to be trustworthy friends; otherwise, the Foundation wouldn't always cooperate with them. especially going up against something so powerful.

The GOC is unconcerned with the Foundation's initial reluctance to use those cards. as clear-cut as their goal. They merely want to eliminate you. GOC is insane, thus it makes crazy decisions naturally. That organization is known as the Global Occult Coalition for a reason.

There are numerous subordinate groups within this body. The International Center for the Study of Unification Magic, or ICSUT for short, is one of them, and these magicians are from it. Most of the world's superhuman talents, including magic, witchcraft, and yin and yang, are united by this institution and are known as "wonder science" or "miraculous arts."

Yes, there are magicians and magic in this world since there are many SCP projects. Not to imply that they have the capacity to level the heavens and the earth, but they do possess the ability to wipe out a city or location in a single motion.

The GOC made a firm decision to invite Alfred, the most senior mage class big brother, in the event of the nuclear bomb failure of the Foundation.

You may claim that the Foundation has a number of weird SCP projects on its card. So this Alfred is a card owned by the GOC.

But regrettably, Zhang Jue, a stranger, didn't recognize him. He merely thought the elderly man with the white hair looked remarkable. As it turned out, the old man looked in the direction Zhang Jue was hiding instead of at the monster in the distance when he initially landed.

Zhang Jue was presently concealed behind a derelict bus, some 20 to 30 meters distant from them. He was focusing and believed he was hiding well, but he didn't anticipate the old man noticing him right away.

"My friend, why don't you show yourself to meet since you are already here?" Alfred spoke slowly.

The stick in his palm also had a faint glimmer about it. Unexpectedly, the enormous bus in front of Zhang Jue slowly floated in the air. Zhang Jue wasn't expecting him to have this trick, so he was forced to confront the elderly guy and a bunch of magicians because he couldn't escape it.

The young magicians were startled to discover someone hiding so close to them, and they immediately blocked Alfred's body by raising their staffs into the air. They then prepared to perform "Ice and Fire" for Zhang Jue once more.

But Alfred intervened and halted them. "Stop it, If he were an adversary, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see me." The old guy said in a somewhat raspy voice.

This served as both a test and a confirmation of Zhang Jue's strength. Even he was uncertain that he would be able to kill Zhang Jue since he could feel the powerful force that filled his body. In addition, Zhang Jue was distinct from those flesh and blood monsters since he lacked the Sarkic Cult aura. Being disrespectful to someone with such clout would be quite foolish.

Zhang Jue laughed and said, "Old man, pleased to meet you," after noticing that the man still had some vision.

Despite having a distinct appearance from the rest and holding the rank of Special Advisor, Zhang Jue was still able to detect the SCP Foundation's presence.

"You're from the SCP?" The elderly man, who undoubtedly had never seen clothing like this before, scowled.

Taking out his personal identification, Zhang Jue said, "Special Advisor of the Foundation, Zhang Jue, just like the others," as he nodded.

Alfred looked him up and down again and from a distance glanced at the identification in Zhang Jue's palm. He had worked with the Foundation quite a bit despite having retired, and he wondered when the Foundation had hired someone of that caliber.

He was in a risky situation, yet he didn't seem at all uneasy and appeared to have come here for a stroll. most significantly, they are still so young. He recognized the old version of himself.

No, this man was more courageous than he had been in the past. But now, none of that seemed significant.

"Young man, leave this area as soon as you can since it's unsafe. With your current strength, there are better futurea head. There's no reason to take chances now." Said Alfred.

Although the elderly man had noble intentions, the city of Arcadia was currently experiencing a crisis, and a recently elevated wicked god would make it tough to escape once he was found. However, Zhang Jue arched his hand as he had personal matters to attend to.

"Thanks for the reminder, but old man, there's even less need for me to flee because you're not terrified at your age," he said.

Zhang Jue had rejected his good intentions, and since the two belonged to separate groups and the old man solely valued his talent, he would no longer give him advice. The two sides briefly interacted before parting ways.

No one was completely safe here. Zhang Jue soon learned that the Foundation and the GOC appeared to have initiated a new attack on Arcadia City since the advent of these wizards.

Two additional bomber formations were approaching, but they were just attacking the northwest of the city because the previous two formations had been destroyed by lightning. It was evident that there had been contact because the wizards perfectly avoided the direction in which they first appeared.

They most likely used the bombers to prepare the ground first, and then these magicians would handle the cleanup. The planes evacuated the airspace around Arcadia after two bombing runs, probably out of concern that the enemies might attack again.

The Foundation was concerned about suffering a significant loss if these fighters were shot down once more. Zhang Jue really benefited from the collaboration between these two organizations.

He was still having trouble figuring out how to get into the town undetected, and the city was now in ruins with broken walls all over the place. He entered like it was no big deal because he was by himself and carefree. Even while the normal individual might find those flesh and blood monsters horrifying, if he can't hold two blades in his hands, they just turn into a mound of blood and flesh.

He followed the same path as those magicians' attack, moving from southeast of Arcadia City all the way to the city's interior. He was able to perceive that the enemy's defensive force increased as he approached the city's core.

He even interacted with a few Sarkic Cult bishops. They appeared to know some wicked spells and were carrying staffs as well. They weren't as strong as Alfred, and casting spells took time, so it was impossible for Zhang Jue to wait for them to read the bar before slaughtering them one by one.

A mage can only wait to die when he comes across a thick-skinned, chopper-wielding warrior. Zhang Jue cautiously moved through the city while keeping his figure hidden. He was already a long way behind enemy lines. Those magicians did not appear to be moving more slowly than he was.

There was no way for the typical opponent to approach them because of how well they coordinated. No matter how many of those exceedingly dull-witted flesh and blood monsters showed up, only a wave of AOE talents could wipe them off.

The elderly man, on the other hand, ought to have been conserving his energy as he hadn't moved. He couldn't be too cautious, after all, he was confronting Saarn, who had successfully attained God. Zhang Jue, however, questioned his chances of success.

No matter how powerful they were, they remained only human. It seemed doubtful that someone would ever face a deity in a difficult battle. Of course, he was not an ordinary man, therefore this was to exclude himself.

A voice rife with anger suddenly emerged from behind him. "Zhang! Jue! I've at last found you!"

When Zhang Jue turned back, he noticed a man in a white suit glaring angrily at him. It appeared as though he had kidnapped another person's daughter-in-law. Watts, the eldest son of the Chaos Insurgency leader, was the attacker.

Zhang Jue swiftly waived his hand when he saw the other party approaching aggressively "There is a master for debt and a head for injustice. Say something politely, man; your daughter-in-law might be interested in me because I'm so gorgeous."