681. The Lion Monster (10,400-word bonus)

The manor's study was a place steeped in culture. Its many Red Cedar Wood bookshelves were packed with books, piled up like little mountains. Together with the antique-style chandelier, the Pine Wood furniture, and the oil paintings, they formed a place full of charm.

But now, books were scattered all over the floor. The chandelier had crashed onto the tiles and shattered into glittering fragments, while the oil paintings and Red Cedar Wood furniture had been wrecked beyond recognition.

The study had become a battlefield in an instant.

"What's going on? Do they have a whole company in there?"

The moment the head of the Special Investigation Department arrived, he let out a cry of surprise.

"What on earth happened, Schmidt?"

He looked at a nearby member who was trembling and had nearly fired his gun by mistake.

"A m-monster! It's in the tunnel!"

The poor fellow seemed terrified out of his wits, able only to repeat the same meaningless words over and over.

"Assault Team, get ready!"

The chief glanced at the bloodstains on the floor, then at the dark tunnel in the middle of the study wall, as though it could swallow everything. He suddenly waved his hand.

Click! Click!

A special team rushed in, wearing Riot Gear, carrying Steel Shields in one hand, with shotguns providing cover at their sides.

"No matter how many of them there are, they can't possibly outmatch an army, can they?"

The chief smiled contemptuously. "Charge in. If anyone resists, open fire. Whatever kind of beast it is, turn it into scraps first."

"Charge!"

A team immediately rushed down the Secret Tunnel.

"Roar! Roar!"

Bang! Bang!

In an instant, the roars of a beast and the sound of gunfire rang out one after another, mixed with several human screams. The chief's face