Above The Sky
Chapter 603 - 603 572 Nightmare Spawn 33

603: Chapter 572: Nightmare Spawn (3/3) 603: Chapter 572: Nightmare Spawn (3/3) Boom!

A violent tremor rang out, snapping the deep-in-thought department head out of his anxieties about the future.

“What happened?”

He yelled, somewhat bewildered, at the people around him, while the monitor stared at the screen, dumbfounded, and blurted out incoherently, “He…

that Inspector Knight…

actually chose all the ‘correct options’ straight to our side?!”

“Director, he’s just two ‘decisions’ away!

He’s getting closer!”

“How is that possible?!”

On hearing this, the director turned pale with shock and hurried forward to look at the screen in front of the monitor.

Ever since the Central Research Laboratory’s ‘Subspace Labyrinth Formation,’ the entire park had been segmented into individual “box gardens.”

Take, for example, the Corpse Courtyard where Garry had been, which was an independent “box garden” controlled by the Spirit Wisdom Institute.

The Spirit Wisdom Institute could observe the situation there through the control room and control the three “entrances and exits” leading to other areas from this box garden.

Simply put, in the subspace that had become a labyrinth, the locations of the entire Experimental Garden were divided into individual points.

From each point, several lines would branch out to other points, ensuring at least one line connecting to another point, and if a person wanted to move within this labyrinth, they could only move along the lines between the points, rather than ‘physical distance.’

It’s like the corridor and the laboratory next to it are two points…

In the real world, you would just need to open the door and walk in.

But it’s different in the Subspace Labyrinth.

If there are no lines connecting the corridor and the laboratory, it may require an absurd ‘choice transfer’ like ‘corridor’ ‘restroom’ ‘rooftop’ ‘classroom’ to be able to enter following these lines.

As for why there are connections between the rooftop and the classroom…

go ask the subspace if you have a question!

Every wrong choice would lead one to become lost and unable to reach their intended destination.

To get from the Corpse Courtyard to the control room, one would need to make nineteen ‘correct decisions.’

Without a map and not knowing the patterns, every time a person makes a choice, it’s like tossing a coin or rolling a dice; only if the result is correct can one move closer to their goal— but if it’s wrong, it’s difficult to return the same way, as the disoriented person wouldn’t know which choice leads back.

Even ‘that guy’ was trapped by the rules of subspace, unable to quickly find them hidden deep in the laboratory, giving them a chance to hold their ground and resist, waiting for reinforcements.

So, how could anyone possibly guess the sides of a coin or the numbers on a dice correctly nineteen times in a row?!

But that was the reality.

The director and monitors watched in disbelief as Ian reached a ‘box garden’, casually glanced around, cheerfully swinging his sword to mow down a few monsters for fun, or if he was not in the mood, he would directly head towards the ‘correct decision,’ that is, quickly closing in on the ‘control room!’

“Quick!”

The director shouted frantically, “Release the ‘Nightmare Entity’— this fellow is ridiculously strong even within the Second Power Level; no one can handle him except for the Nightmare Entity!”

“Should we really release it?”

The other researchers hesitated a bit, “After all, the person is an Inspector Knight, our own kind in this situation, right?

And the Nightmare Entity…

ever since Director Proxel died in battle, we haven’t had anyone who can truly control it!”

“Do we really need to deploy it against a Second Energy Level Knight?”

“Shut up, I’m the only director now!”

The director slammed his desk and roared, his gaze fixated on the Inspector Knight in front of him, trembling, “This is Subspace, can’t you see the crimson fog oozing out from his soul light?”

“He’s not here to find us…

He’s here to kill us!”

This was the correct judgment.

Because, minutes later, Ian had already appeared in the ‘miniature garden’ where the surveillance room was located, separated from these researchers hiding in the corners of Subspace by just a wall and a door.

“You’ve hidden yourselves quite well, it seems the Central Research Laboratory has long been prepared for an emergency, which is why so many have survived despite being at the ‘epicenter’.”

With a faint tone and the slow approach of his cyan soul light, Ian observed the dark silver alloy door inscribed with runes, and said loudly, “Can you explain why the Spirit Wisdom Institute thought about silencing me the moment they saw the Inspector Knight?”

“Am I to believe that the Spirit Wisdom Institute has collaborated with the Fiery Flame Land and the traitorous Duke of Solin, thus committing treason?”

Ian’s accusation was actually unreasonable, after all, the Fiery Flame Land and The Empire were not at war currently, the Duke of Solin was theoretically still a member of The Empire, and it was completely logical for the Spirit Wisdom Institute to collaborate with them on some projects…

But the content of the experiments might not be.

Therefore, a voice came from inside the room attempting to justify, “We just have collaborations with others on some projects, fundamentally all for the technological advancement of The Empire—Knight, which unit commander are you under, which Great Knight?

There might be some misunderstanding between us, and the earlier combat was merely due to overly sensitive nerves due to a hazardous environment…”

Ian did not respond, and the voice inside the room gradually lowered until it was completely silent.

In reality, the people behind the surveillance room were still talking, still attempting to communicate, or possibly to distract Ian’s attention.

But all sounds in the world were stolen by the sudden emergence of a distorted orb of light in front of Ian.

Under Ian’s gaze, in front of the surveillance room’s door, a mass of black fog appeared out of nowhere and a mysterious malice began to spread.

The black fog instantly filled all the space in front of the door, and at the center of the fog, an entity was rapidly taking shape.

It looked like a tumor floating midair, swelling from the void, continuously inflating and enlarging its green-gray, corpse-like skin, covered with pale blue nerves and red blood vessels.

Pale yellow eyes rolled out from the swollen tumor, fixating on the life in front of it without a trace of fear or disgust, but filled with pure curiosity.

—Interesting food.

The tumor grew rapidly, as if the creature within was swelling at an alarming rate, stretching and thinning the encapsulating cyst until it became more and more transparent, revealing the monstrous creature with wings inside.

Sharp mouthparts punctured the cyst, and the creature climbed out from the nightmare tumor.

It had a brown-hued exoskeleton, two pairs of faintly glowing brown wings, resembling a colossal dragonfly but with a larger body armored like a dragon.

Its head was covered with densely packed holes, each holding a faint yellow eye studiously observing Ian.

An over five meters long sturdy exoskeleton covered its entire body, possessing neither forelimbs nor hindlimbs, with only not yet matured talons faintly visible beneath the second pair of wings, like undeveloped embryos yet to grow.

It simply did not seem like a lifeform that could be born in this world, rather a Nightmare Spawn bred in an environment far more extreme and bizarre.

—This is a Magical Beast that could only be bred in the void.

A monster from the nightmares of all life in the universe.

A Nightmare Spawn.