Nightmare Paradise : Starting as a Doctor

Chapter 104: The Ritual Chamber

Fueled by an unwavering determination, Lynn pressed forward with astonishing speed through the sewer tunnels.

The oppressive darkness that enveloped his environment posed little challenge to him, for he relied on his heightened spiritual perception to deftly maneuver through the suffocating blanket of gloom.

With each step he took, he remained acutely aware of his surroundings, attuned to the slightest indications of movement and sound. The putrid stench that permeated the air threatened to overwhelm him, but he remained resolute, pushing through the discomfort.

Guided by his extraordinary senses, he expertly avoided obstacles, skillfully circumventing the menacing monsters that lurked in the shadows. He observed their positions and movements, taking note of their behavior to ensure he remained undetected.

The stakes were high, and Lynn understood that a single misstep could have dire consequences, potentially exposing his presence to the lurking creatures and wasting all his infiltration efforts.

Occasionally, he would encounter intersections, where multiple ways diverged before him, each holding the potential to lead him astray if he made an incorrect choice.

But relying on [Spiritual Vision], he could perceive the subtle fluctuations in energy around him, allowing him to discern the path where it was denser and follow it.

As he ventured deeper into the murky depths, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming aura. The tendrils of spiritual power pulsed around him, akin to the beating of a colossal, slumbering beast's heart.

"I'm getting closer," he murmured under his breath, his voice barely audible.

A surge of trepidation coursed through his veins, sharpening his instincts and senses. The ominous atmosphere surrounding him felt suffocating, like a maleficent force closing in.

It was a clear sign that he was approaching his target with each passing moment. Recognizing this, he purposefully slowed his pace, his movements deliberate and calculated as he closed in on his destination.

With [Bloody Reaper] materializing in his left hand and [Flame Edge] firmly grasped in his right, a profound sense of reassurance washed over him. The comforting familiarity of the two weapons filled him with confidence, their weight serving as a source of empowerment.

Suddenly, Lynn's sharp eyes caught sight of movement in the distance. An influx of adrenaline rushed through his body as he instinctively knew he had to act quickly.

Consulting the mental map he had meticulously constructed, he realized that the only available path forward seemed to involve retracing his steps and taking a significant detour.

However, this alternative would consume precious time, a luxury he simply couldn't afford. With a furrowed brow, he paused for a moment, his eyes scanning the narrowing sewer tunnel before him.

As he examined the cramped space, a flicker of realization sparked in his mind. The confined surroundings could potentially work to his advantage. His sharp gaze honed in on a crevice nestled within the cracked stone walls, just wide enough to conceal his presence.

It was a risky choice, given the structural instability of the surroundings, but Lynn's situation left him with limited options. The potential risks weighed heavily on his mind, but he knew that inaction would be even more dangerous.

With a split-second decision, he swiftly navigated his way into the narrow opening. The jagged edges of the fractured stone walls scraped his body. The darkness consumed him, engulfing his entire being as he nestled into the hidden space, wrapping him tightly in its embrace.