Nightmare Paradise : Starting as a Doctor

Chapter 123: About Extraordinary Objects

The deafening blast that shattered the silence of the night resonated with a distinctive crack, a sound that bore a familiarity that immediately struck a chord within Lynn's memory.

Turning his head in a particular direction, his eyes narrowed as he swiftly located the source of the bullet. Across the dimly lit street, two figures approached, their movements a blur of extraordinary speed.

His lips twisted into a contemplative frown. Despite being draped in hooded attire, effectively concealing their faces and shrouding their identities, he instantaneously had an idea of who they could be.

He was almost certain the unexpected shot had come from the Dusklight Shotgun, the same extraordinary weapon wielded by the person from whom he had extorted information previously.

Which meant...

"Special Investigation Bureau," he quickly realized. His suspicions were confirmed mere moments later when the weapon clutched in one of the silhouette's hands became visible.

Even shrouded in obscurity, the unique design and slightly glowing intricate engravings on the barrel were unmistakably the signature of the same firearm he had encountered before.

His attention turned to the second person; a slender figure garbed in a dark cloak. Based on this individual's lithe frame and flowing strides, it was probably the other investigator, the woman with a high ponytail.

Before he could think of a reason for their appearance in the abandoned district, his thought process was interrupted by a spine-chilling howl, emanating from the lone surviving werewolf.

Seeing its companion fall lifelessly to the ground, the headless body writhing grotesquely in a spreading pool of blood, a hint of intelligence flickered within the beast's eyes.

For a fleeting moment, the frenzied bloodlust that had consumed its consciousness seemed to waver. The piercing crack of the shotgun blast pierced the veil of madness that shrouded its mind.

As Dusklight Shotgun swung in its direction, survival instincts finally overpowered its corrupted mind. Letting loose another long, baleful howl, it turned and bounded away down the street.

Each powerful leap carried it over a dozen meters in a single bound. With astonishing agility, the creature maneuvered its bulky body between obstacles and rubble. It moved with the desperation of prey fleeing a predator.

This sudden retreat took everyone by surprise. The gangsters were still in disorder from the surprise attack, weapons raised but unsure whether to fire after the monster.

Their leader eyed the two new arrivals suspiciously. "Who the hell are you?" he growled, keeping his assault rifle pointed warily. His men followed his lead, swiveling their array of firearms.

The duo ignored the threatening display of firepower directed at them. Amber's sharp eyes followed the mutating monster's evading form, watching as it escaped away into the gloomy distance.

She knew that they couldn't afford to let the creature get away. Valuable insights could be lost, and it could claim more innocent lives if left unchecked. Her mind raced, quickly weighing options.

Being ignored, the gang leader's face contorted in anger. "I'll give you one last warning," he snarled through clenched teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. "Identify yourselves immediately or we'll open fire!"

His finger tensed on the trigger, and the dozen other gangsters flanking him mirrored his aggression. They brandished an assortment of firearms and blades, eager for the signal to attack.

Amber suddenly accelerated before they could do anything, crossing the distance between them. Within a blink, she appeared in front of the startled gang members