Chapter 18: Central Research Institute (9)
I kept running through the hellish, chaotic mess.
My junior had also disposed of her beloved hammer somewhere along the way and kept running with only the investigation materials in her hand, breathing heavily.
The city, once enjoying a normal daily life, had transformed into the epicenter of hell itself, a place filled with blood and screams.
Pill bugs, resembling burning bowling balls, rolled down the streets, knocking people aside like bowling pins. Rocks soared through the sky, spewing out high-pressure water that tore people into pieces.
Even though I had done a lot of investigation on Objects, I saw many unfamiliar Objects, ruthlessly trampling on the innocent bystanders.
Every passing second was rife with tension.
Whenever my monocle revealed the characteristics of an Object, I had to quickly determine a response method.