Chapter 273 Vision! Art Building Stairwell!

Chapter 273 Vision! Art Building Stairwell!

Chapter 273 Vision! Art Building Stairwell!
"How did the candlesticks that are unique to the art building appear here?!"

"No, there was clearly nothing on the wall just now. When did this candlestick appear?"

The candle flame was dim and swayed without wind, like a clown's smiling face. In the flame, it seemed as if something cold was smiling at him.

Just when Lin Yi was certain of his understanding, the candlestick immediately became illusory again. At the same time, the flame on the candlestick began to shake for no reason, and his vision also flickered rapidly.

The rhythm of the flickering was completely synchronized with the frequency of the swaying candlelight!
The scenes he saw also underwent some extraordinary changes.

He saw that the white wall paint in the stairwell suddenly turned into ancient yellow-brown stone, but returned to normal the next moment.

He saw the candlesticks appearing and disappearing. Every time the candlesticks disappeared, the stairwell "restored" to its normal appearance. And when the candlesticks materialized, the stairwell turned into the one made of yellow-brown stones.

He seemed to see some people squeezing each other in the stairwell, moving little by little, but it was not clear.

Suddenly, he felt something pushing him up the stairs, and around him there seemed to be some hurried voices urging him:

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and leave!"

Another voice followed suit: "Xiao Mao, what's wrong with you?"

"Wait! Xiao Mao...?!" Lin Yi's heart trembled, and his muscles suddenly tensed up.

He looked suddenly at the candlestick at the corner of the stairwell, and saw that the candlestick had become extremely real, and the entire stairwell had turned into a passage made of yellow-brown stones.

Then, he had the feeling of falling from the clouds in his dream. He was clearly standing on the steps, but for some reason he felt a heavy sense of being grounded.

At the same time, busy figures began to appear in his field of vision. All of these people were wearing green school uniforms similar to wizard robes. They were all art students. At this moment, for some reason, these art students were walking up the stairwell that looked very large but was actually crowded with people.

"Come on!"

A voice came, and Lin Yi felt that he was pushed hard, and some evil voices followed: "If you want to die, don't drag others down!"

"Hey! What are you talking about?!" Another person next to "Lin Yi" seemed to be speaking for him. He grabbed the man with the bad tone by the chest and lifted him up. "We are all classmates. Is it necessary to say such things?"

"I...I..." The arrogance of the man who was shouting suddenly subsided.

Lin Yi just looked at the person next to him. At this time, Mu Daxian had disappeared. The crowded stairwell was crowded with people, and the whole flow of people seemed to be rushing towards an exit above the stairwell.

"Are you okay, Xiaomao?" someone next to him asked.

"I... I'm fine." Lin Yi subconsciously wanted to speak, and Mao Feiyang's voice came out of his mouth.

"I've taken over someone else's position?" After answering this question, Lin Yi felt shocked, terrified, and a little bewildered, as if he was saying, "I'm Maozi, I'm in the Art Building, but what should I do now?"

However, no matter how confused he was, he knew he should just go with the flow without any need for good eyesight, so he started to follow the crowd upwards.

The art student beside him patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Xiaomao. Since Brother Xian has ordered me to do so, I, Yan Jinming, will definitely take you there."

Lin Yi knew very well the rule that if you can't speak, you should not talk nonsense, so he closed his mouth, nodded, and silently followed the crowd.

But at this moment, he found himself saying timidly, "Okay...Brother Yan."

"Huh?" Lin Yi was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that he was not occupying the magpie's nest, but because of some unknown reason, he obtained Maozi's perspective, and the sentence "I'm fine" just now was precisely because his subconscious reaction was synchronized with Maozi's reaction.

The feeling of this perspective is different from the previous world interaction, but rather very similar to a dream.

He tried to recall...

After midnight, Maozi and Mu Daxian returned to the art building, and then the art teacher covered them for a while, and then nothing happened...

But as he began to recall, he gradually found that his sense of "immersion" in the surrounding environment began to fade.

He began to feel light-headed, and the candlesticks and the crowd in front of him seemed to become more illusory.

He quickly interrupted his recollection, and only then did he regain some sense of immersion.

"It seems like I can exit this state at any time!"

He suddenly felt a little excited, but since he didn't know if he could come back after exiting this perspective, he decided that since he was already here, he might as well observe for a while...

Mao Feiyang began to move with the crowd, while Lin Yi took this opportunity to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

The staircase was like a winding snake, spiraling up from deep underground to the unreachable dark ceiling of the cave.

The broad and majestic steps are now filled with art students, and are surrounded by heavy and cold yellowish-brown stones. It is unknown how many years of baptism they have gone through, but they are still as solid as ever.

On the wall, an ancient candlestick carved with intricate patterns hung quietly. The candlelight flickered, and the candle wax was mottled, with some points hanging down like ice crystals, which looked inexplicably creepy.

The swaying pearlescent light projected the jumping shadows of the art students onto the wall, which were distorted like loaches running around in boiling water. The feeling of the interweaving of light and shadow and the noisy voices made people feel as if they had traveled back to a chaotic era in ancient times.

What is certain is that this is a passage inside the art building castle, not an area on the observation deck. As for whether it is a passage in the tower, Lin Yi cannot make a judgment.

At this time, Maozi was still following the crowd towards the top of the stairs.

Unfortunately, Lin Yi looked around several times but did not find any device that could display the time.

The pendulum clocks that can be seen everywhere on the campus are nowhere to be seen here.

As his sense of immersion deepened, Lin Yi began to gain Mao Feiyang's perception of the surrounding environment. He began to feel the strong wind swirling and surging in the dark space above his head, accompanied by some shrill whistling sounds, like the sound of a hurricane tearing at some nylon ribbon.

As his hearing became stronger, he began to detect some fragmented sounds coming from the wall, like the sound of someone using sharp nails to scrape the back of the wall vigorously and continuously, and there were not just one, but countless numbers of them...

However, judging from the length and width of the materials used to build the wall and the feeling given by this castle, it is conservatively estimated that the thickness of the wall is at least half a meter. What kind of nails could scratch it and produce such a sound that makes one's bones ache and scalp numb?

Gradually, Lin Yi's sense of touch and vibration feedback to the surrounding environment began to become sensitive...

Theoretically speaking, this kind of ancient European-style castle has an extraordinary bearing capacity for people stepping on it, and will not produce the low "rumbling" vibration like stairs made of other materials, but now he can feel it.

Not only from the crowds of art students around, but also from other unknown areas.

The wind was whistling overhead, and the vibrations in the walls around me became more rapid from time to time and then gradually became calm, as if being hit by wave after wave of waves.

Every time there was a violent tremor, some of the artists would scream in fear, while some senior students who were responsible for maintaining order would shout in a low but oppressive voice: "Silence!"

"quiet!!"

"do not be afraid!"

"Damn it, you guys want to attract them?!"

"Continue to go!"

"It's okay to slow down a bit, but don't spread fear!!"

"It'll be there soon!"

"go!"

Several senior art students began to separate from the crowd, stood to one side and began to give orders.

"Follow!"

"Walk steadily!"

"If you feel tired, step aside and take a rest!"

"Don't trample, don't be afraid!"

……

"Xiao Mao, how are you? If you need to rest, let's take a rest." Yan Jinming glanced at Mao Feiyang, thought for a moment and added, "But... we'd better wait until we get there before resting."

Mao Feiyang shook his head: "Brother Yan, I'm not tired."

"That's good, let's go!" Yan Jinming stopped pretending when he saw this and whispered, "I said we should go slowly just to appease people. We should not delay if we can go quickly. This place...is not safe after all."

Mao Feiyang's expression froze when he heard this, and he silently quickened his pace.

As we continued to climb, the bone-scraping sound that penetrated the wall became more and more terrifying. From time to time, terrible thunder could be heard outside the wall, and some swirling moisture began to surge down from the dark hole on the top with the strong wind.

This kind of humidity feels a bit damp and sticky, not like ordinary water vapor, but more like...

That kind of unique moisture on the beach!

Thinking about the feeling of the waves hitting him from time to time, Lin Yi felt that the "feeling" just now might not just be a feeling at all, but they were actually in a wall passage hit by the waves!
They continued to walk up the stairs in such a passage. Outside the wall was a terrible storm. Huge storm-swept waves kept hitting the wall. On the outside of the wall, there might be endless purebred nocturnal species clinging.

That pure nocturnal species was born from the black waves hitting the rocks, waded through the muddy swamp that buried countless rotten fish and shrimps, and then rushed up the steep cliff...

The Night Watchman may be able to guard a cliff, but he is not a god. Facing the tide of pure-blooded nocturnal creatures that is coming like a tide, guarding an area may be his limit. Other areas of the Art Building Castle may have already fallen into the pollution of pure-blooded nocturnal creatures!

However, Lin Yi still couldn't imagine where Mao Feiyang was, and which area in the art building would encounter such terrible waves?

He couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment, and an absurd and strange thought suddenly popped into his mind - "Could it be that this space in the art building has also undergone some strange changes?"

Just like when they were staying in the dormitory for the night, the bed was flipped 180 degrees. Now they seemed to be walking up the stairs, but in fact the whole corridor had been flipped?

The direction of gravity was distorted, and they were actually walking on some twisted stairs that violated the rules of physics. It seemed that they were spiraling upwards, but in fact they were heading downwards. Otherwise, what kind of waves could sweep over this castle built on the cliff?
Unless... the waves have already submerged part of the castle?
But then again...the pitch-black hole above the stairwell really looks like an endless abyss. It's a pity that in this staircase where even time cannot be judged, being lost in space seems to have become the norm.

This made Lin Yi very anxious about Mao Feiyang's current situation. The Art Building... seemed to be in real danger!

Suddenly, a terrifying thunder seemed to tear the dark sky apart.

“Boom—Crack—”

A loud bang led to the thunder falling on the hearts of Lin Yi and Mao Feiyang. At this moment, the vision of the two people reached synchronization on a certain "frequency". The bright golden light like boiling gold flowed in the depths of Lin Yi and Mao Feiyang's eyes. At this moment, the whole world once again turned into the original and pure black and white exposure film...

His vision was like perspective, and he could see the lines of every boulder on the wall. Beyond these intricate lines, there were countless twisted contours. These were the contours of pure nocturnal species. Lin Yi had seen those rubber-like pure nocturnal species in the stairwell of the teaching building that could carry more than an Indian van. At this moment, their lines looked more like "humans" than those in the stairwell, but they were still in the category of "crawlers."

They have sharp limbs and soft bodies, like humanoid octopuses or spiders with some limbs transformed into blades. They are densely crawling or sliding on the outer walls of the city walls. Their strange shapes are full of chilling details. Just seeing the outlines makes Lin Yi feel an unconcealable feeling of nausea.

Outside the outline of the pure nocturnal species, Lin Yi saw something even more terrifying...

Laughing angel!

A large number of angels with strange smiles floated like ghosts in the strange sky where it was unclear whether it was day or night. Some of them held hourglasses, while others had nothing in their hands. They circled outside the wall like swarms of dragonflies flying low before a rainstorm in the dreary summer...

Lin Yi also tried to observe the architectural lines of the art building through this black and white exposure-like vision to determine Maozi's approximate position. But before he could find the lines, a smiling angel suddenly appeared in front of him, only separated from him by a wall!
A large number of smiling angels seemed to have sensed something and turned around, looking at the location where Lin Yi (Mao Feiyang) and the others were through the void. The corners of their mouths began to smile, their eyebrows were curved but their pupils were dull, as if a group of fish with dead eyes in the pond had discovered the food thrown into the water by the tourists and rushed over!

【lyset……】

【…lyset…】

Even through the wall, Lin Yi could clearly hear the hoarse voice mixed with the sound of the wind that penetrated into his ears.

"Boom!"

The stairwell shook violently, as if it was hit by a wave, and a smiling angel was bounced off the outer wall!

In the stairwell, the flame on the candlestick swayed violently, dimmed for a moment, and then bloomed with difficulty, like an old man who was dragging his tired body to maintain the barrier. Every time he guarded, he would pull his dying body closer to the grave.

As the candlelight flickered, an invisible ripple seemed to affect Lin Yi's vision with a fluttering sound, like a stone thrown into a lake, which instantly shattered Lin Yi's black and white exposure vision and pulled him back into the stairwell!
Yan Jinming's expression suddenly became serious. He no longer cared about other people and focused his attention on Mao Feiyang. He gently protected Mao Feiyang and said in a low voice, "The situation is not good. Let's go!"

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