On the neon-lit streets and roads of Demon Capital.
One figure after another wearing a Plague Doctor Mask slipped through the crowds like wraiths. They had all activated Ghost Mode and begun searching every street and corner of the city for the man in the photograph.
The city's entire police force had also mobilized. Police car after police car raced down the roads, sirens wailing, drawing startled looks from everyone.
"We've contacted our colleagues at the household registration office, and they're willing to cooperate fully with our work. We've narrowed the target area to Demon Capital and are running a full search for the physical characteristics of the person in the photograph! So far, we've found several hundred people matching those characteristics!"
"Our colleagues in the Network Association Department are also cooperating. We've begun an online search for the target across the entire city!"
Every relevant department in Demon Capital had sprung into action.
But finding one person among twenty million was truly like searching for a needle in a haystack. Still, they knew that finding this man could determine whether Demon Capital survived!
"Lynn, we've launched operations throughout the city, but we need time. Whatever happens, please don't let her approach Demon Capital during this time! Please!"
The commander's grave voice rang out from within Lynn's mechanical body.
Lynn said nothing.
His gaze remained fixed on the menacing black mist drawing ever closer.
He ended his communication with headquarters.
Without another moment's hesitation, he walked toward it, step by step.
The night was pitch-black.
That overwhelming resentment spread toward Demon Capital like a sandstorm blotting out the sky. Sharp nails, black as darkened blood, dragged along the ground. With every step she took, bone-chilling black vapor surged up from the earth beneath her feet.
Her head hung low, her