Nightmare Paradise : Starting as a Doctor

Chapter 161: Burning Web of Death

"This place is likely a breeding ground for monsters," Lynn supposed, his eyes narrowing as he observed the unsettling scene. The concentrated spiritual energy he was perceiving seemed to pulse from within.

Stepping closer, he cautiously approached the mining tunnel, his senses on high alert. The air felt thick and heavy, carrying a distinct stench that made his nose wrinkle in distaste. It was a disgusting, decaying odor that set nerves on edge.

Activating [Spiritual Vision], he peered into the darkness, his gaze cutting through the gloom. The passage was not a mere straight corridor but a vast underground labyrinth stretching far beyond the reach of his sight.

The walls were coated in a web-like substance, glistening with an unnatural sheen. Massive silk strands as thick as cables were stretched from ceiling to floor, wall to wall, crossing the entire space in an enormous lattice.

Farther, he could make out numerous shapes moving, their forms obscured by the shadows. "When I hoped for a lot of similar creatures, I did not quite imagine this," he thought, torn between feeling blessed or cursed.

Calmly stepping back from the opening, he decided to retreat before the things inside could notice his presence, but unfortunately, that was already too late as a faint rustling noise rang from the depths.

Sudden, piercing screeches shattered the silence, their forceful reverberations causing the walls to vibrate and startling him into instinctive tension. The roars were followed quickly by the skittering sounds of creatures crawling closer.

Realizing he had been detected, his mind raced through possibilities. Fleeing was not an option; if he ran, the spiders would certainly hunt him down, wreaking havoc and jeopardizing his plan to remain undisturbed in the area.

The only other option was to face them head-on. Oddly enough, Lynn did not feel the usual apprehension, but a thrill of excitement gushed through him, provoked by the adrenaline running through his veins.

Gripping Flame Edge firmly, he advanced toward the gloomy maze. Immediately, the rancid stench intensified, accompanied by a cacophony of screeches and clicking mandibles, creating a chaotic symphony.

Suspended among the thick silks were dozens, no, hundreds of figures. They were countless arachnids, their bodies varying in size, but the multiple eyes gleamed in unison with a predatory light.

Feeling their collective gaze settle upon him, he squared his shoulders, his senses sharp and focused despite the nightmarish scene before him, directly plucked from a horror movie.

A strong, deliberate inhale filled his lungs, expanding his chest with force and anticipation. "Time to put my new strength to the test," he declared loudly, announcing the beginning of the fight.

Simultaneously, his muscles violently proliferated, each fiber swelling with raw power. Without activating his unique talent, he could now easily use and control this enhancement technique with surgical precision.

But he was not done yet. "Let's thin the herd and even the odds," he muttered, his eyes glinting ruthlessly. The odds were not in his favor, surrounded and outnumbered in their natural habitat, but he intended to change that.

To the surprise of the surrounding enemies, the hand holding the blade started to distort. The skin rapidly peeled away, and the flesh burst and overflowed, separating into multiple slithering tentacles.

They curved and coiled around the hilt tightly, warping into an elongated spear-like form. The once-familiar sword was now an extension of the arm, and with a subtle injection of energy, Lynn ignited it.

Raising the flaming lance, shining in an intense red color, he pointed it directly at the heart of the web-like structure. The fleshy tendrils pulsed in synchronicity with a rhythmic, unsettling beat.