Creepy Pharmacist: All my patients are scary!

Chapter 423: Incoming Missile Strike Detected

Obviously, this mechanical unit was just a small mass-produced model the Mechanical Cult used for scouting and detection.

Moreover, it didn't have any explosive devices installed inside.

But encountering a Mechanical Cult unit in this damn place was definitely not a good thing.

"We have to retreat. That eye has already spotted us. If we don't leave now, what we'll face next is an attack from a massive mechanical swarm!"

Lynn was on high alert.

He immediately grabbed his briefcase, turned around, and mounted Little Treasure.

The battle he witnessed last time was still fresh in his memory. With White Night not here now, if something like that happened again, he definitely couldn't handle it.

Without another word.

Little Treasure immediately leaped out the window with Lynn on its back, landing on the dusty, rubble-strewn street.

The Cursed City was enormous.And he didn't have a map of the area in his hands. In this situation, he couldn't even pinpoint his own coordinates. But he knew he was already in the heart of the battlefield now. A single careless moment, and a stray bullet could take his life.

So, the immediate priority wasn't to rendezvous with White Night and the others.

It was to survive here first, to keep his neck intact.

"Little Treasure, can you sniff out the scent of those two tentacle monsters? Follow them. Let's locate a Flesh and Blood Cult base first."

"Hiss hiss!"

Little Treasure immediately became alert, extending its tongue's tongue's tongue, rapidly sniffing the air.

Then it immediately slithered along the edge of the street, winding its way forward like a snake.

But just as they had moved about a dozen meters, a system prompt suddenly rang in Lynn's ears.

[Warning! Warning! Incoming missile strike detected! Please evade immediately!]

Lynn was shocked.

And in the very instant they suddenly accelerated.

A series of whooshing sounds tore through the pitch-black sky. Over a dozen dark warheads descended at an unimaginable speed, landing precisely on the dilapidated building where he had previously scrapped an Intellect-Mechanical Eye.

Boom—

Violent explosions erupted. Countless dust and debris were blasted in all directions.

Lynn and Little Treasure were also sent tumbling dozens of meters away by the massive shockwave, getting up covered in dust and grime.

The small building from moments ago had now turned into a sea of ruins and flames.

"As expected of the Mechanical Cult. Their reinforcements arrived that fast?"

Lynn's heart was pounding. He scrambled up quickly, wiped the dust from his face, gritted his teeth, swiftly mounted Little Treasure again, and dashed into a narrow alley.

And not even a minute after they took cover.

One after another, small silver-white hovering drones, gleaming with a metallic sheen, swarmed past densely over the street, heading straight for the location where they had just been detected.

In the corner of a ruined building in the distance, Lynn and Little Treasure pressed tightly against the wall, holding their breath, peering through a crack at the mechanical swarm sweeping past on the far street.

Battlefield!

This is a damn battlefield!

And judging from such a large-scale cleansing operation, so far, the Mechanical Cult was still overwhelming the Flesh and Blood Cult side.

It seemed the Flesh Leviathan was just a flash in the pan and hadn't truly entered the fray to launch a large-scale retaliatory counterattack against the Mechanical Cult's swarms.

And when that time really came.

The entire Cursed City would probably be engulfed in flames.

"There!"

Lynn's gaze flickered.

After the drone swarm swept past, Lynn immediately spotted those two trembling tentacle monsters from within the ruins at the other end of the street.

The Mechanical Cult was completely impossible to infiltrate or communicate with. On the other hand, the Flesh and Blood Cult side could offer him more opportunities.

"Let's follow them."

"Hiss hiss!"

Riding Little Treasure, Lynn watched the two tentacle monsters on the other side of the street. Like ghosts, they swiftly weaved through the ruins, stealthily tailing them.

They wound their way through several streets.

On the streets, signs of battle were everywhere—large amounts of blood and mechanical wreckage littered the surroundings. This constantly reminded them that a massive melee could erupt here at any moment.

And the next moment.

Lynn, riding Little Treasure, suddenly leaped onto the rooftop of a three-story dilapidated building, cautiously looking down.

"This should be an outpost of the Desire Mother Tree faction."

At the end of the street, the ground was covered in squirming bloodstains and red mucus. One after another, vine-like, blood-vessel-like tissues spread out from underground, crisscrossing and crawling all over the surrounding walls.

In the very center of the outpost, on the ground, coiled a massive, constantly expanding and contracting flesh cyst. It looked like a patch of flesh and blood pathology that had erupted on the city's surface.

All around it.

The wreckage of numerous mechanical units was densely scattered.

Clearly, this outpost had already withstood more than one assault from the Mechanical Cult.

Under Lynn's watchful gaze, the two tentacle monsters swiftly rushed beneath that enormous flesh cyst, emitting a series of pheromones towards it.

Then, as if stimulated, the flesh cyst slowly cracked open a mouth-like orifice and swallowed the two tentacle monsters inside.

Zuo Zuo looked around and said, "Brain, they went inside. What should we do now?"

Lynn turned and leaned against the wall, pondering.

"This outpost is probably a forward sentry post for the Desire faction. But given the current situation, unless the Roots intervene, this station definitely can't hold out for long. It's only a matter of time before they're wiped out by the mechanical swarms."

Zuo Zuo asked warily, "What does that have to do with us?"

Lynn raised a finger, glanced at her, and said, "Of course it does. Do you know what we're most lacking right now?"

Zuo Zuo said blankly, "Food?"

Lynn adjusted his monocle, closed his eyes, and said, "Information."

That's right.

After the team was scattered, they had already lost their crucial source of information.

If they were outside the city, it might be different, but he was now in the perilous Cursed City. If he couldn't grasp the situation here quickly and just wandered around like a headless fly, death was inevitable.

"So, what should we do?" Zuo Zuo asked with a (Ծ‸Ծ) expression.

Lynn adjusted his monocle again, his eyes scanning the surroundings. He then pinched a bit of wall dust and said calmly,

"At a time like this, the Night Doctor identity won't work anymore. In fact, it might become a hindrance to our survival. The Mechanical Cult is utterly unyielding, and the Plague Doctors are allies with the Flesh and Blood Cult. That puts us Night Doctors in a very awkward position."

"But as the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Since we're in their territory, we must know how to adapt and be flexible."

Zuo Zuo: "???"

Lynn narrowed his eyes and smeared the wall dust onto his Plague Doctor Mask.

The black color instantly turned ashen gray.

Zuo Zuo: "!!!"