Chapter 330: The Holy Well and the Solidified Supernatural Power

Chapter 330: The Holy Well and the Solidified Supernatural Power

Chapter 330: "The Holy Well" and the Extraordinary Power of Solidification

What lies deep in the barren land?
Lin Yi's gaze slowly reached the depths of the barren land, and he saw that the ground in the depths of the land did not seem flat, nor was it bumpy, but was tilted towards a certain position.

When he looked over, Lin Yi was suddenly stunned.

It's because the tilted land and these regularly arranged large gypsum bodies seem to be arranged into some kind of strange matrix. Those fanatical believers coming and going are like modules shuttling through the matrix, constantly editing the entire matrix.

If, if this is really a kind of matrix, then it is not impossible.

After all, Lin Yi didn't know whether the fanatics and the fake art students were of the same nature but with different names, or whether they were more polluted than the fake art students.

It is difficult to make any judgments based on just one observation of the Stonehenge-like things arranged on this barren land.

Suddenly, Lin Yi's vision became blurry, and then his vision quickly moved closer to the depths of the barren land, as if triggering "visual insight".

His vision blurred, and everything around him turned into particle-like special effects, except for the scene in the center of the desolate land, which became clear.

Lin Yi saw a horizontal pit in the center of the barren land.

This pit is like a miniature meteorite crater, and the hideous cracks on the edges are like the claw marks of a devil, spreading wildly in all directions.

These cracks vary in width. The wide ones seem enough to swallow a person's body, while the narrow ones are enough to fit a thick branch. They are deeply embedded in the earth, like wounds torn apart by the earth in painful struggle, or like scars left on the surface by some angry ancient beast.

In the center of this pit, there is a pitch-black deep pit that looks like the gate to hell leading to endless darkness, as if all light will be ruthlessly swallowed up once it approaches.

It has existed quietly for who knows how many years, filled with a chilling atmosphere that makes people unable to help but have terrifying thoughts, wondering whether some ancient secrets or some deeply buried fears are hidden in the depths of that darkness.

Suddenly, some fanatics came into his sight. They wandered in the area full of hideous cracks at the edge of the pit, holding those empty strange vessels and kneeling there, like devout believers welcoming holy water from the sky.

However, there was no scene of holy water falling from the sky. There was only some sticky milky white paste that occasionally popped out of the cracks like squeezing a pimple.

The fanatics were extremely surprised and delighted, and they all used the vessel to collect the paste.

The paste was not flowing out very quickly, just like resin, accompanied by some very pure gray mist.

The gray mist stayed above the dark pit for a while, then dissipated in all directions and was slowly diluted into the surrounding space.

Those fanatical believers were the first to get the upper hand and were able to enjoy the first sip of the "rich" aroma before the gray fog diluted.

They took a long breath, and a pale face that was sick, distorted, crazy, but full of joy was vaguely revealed under the hood.

When the vessel was almost ready, the fanatics reluctantly gave up inhaling the gray mist, then stood up with the vessel and walked slowly towards the large plaster bodies.

Lin Yi's vision was still changing. He seemed to be attracted by the pit and heard some strange noises...

It was an ethereal whistling sound with no clear direction. It seemed to come from all directions at the same time, like an invisible vortex being stuffed into a pit.

But at certain times, that ethereal voice becomes low and oppressive, as if it is going to draw all life into it.

In the gap between the sound of the wind and other sounds, there seemed to be a faint whisper. The voice was very faint, as if someone was whispering something in a far distance, but when you listened carefully, it seemed as if the voice was right next to your ear.

The whispers were unclear, like an ancient and mysterious language, full of curses and resentment, making people's scalps numb, but they could not escape the strange sounds lingering in their ears...

It was very much like the painful cries mixed in with the distant flute sounds, but it seemed different from that sound. The difference was that the sound in the pit seemed to have more purpose.

Lin Yi pondered in his heart: "The cracks in the pit seem to produce some kind of 'raw material'. Those large gypsum bodies seem to be the result of the continuous accumulation of those paste-like substances..."

But if that’s the case, then what on earth is underneath this pit that could produce gypsum?
“Wait… that’s not right!”

What is gypsum?
Isn’t plaster just unprocessed sculpture?

And the sculptures... the "living" sculptures will be annihilated into white powder particles after they "die", and finally become breath and be diluted into the air...

"Doesn't that mean that this pit is actually a kind of... 'device' that purifies the pollution in the air and compresses it into a physical object?"

At least functionally speaking.

Therefore, the milky white paste is actually a solidified form of some kind of pollution, or a solid form of supernatural power.

And those large gypsum bodies scattered on the barren land gradually showed some patterns in Lin Yi's eyes. The distribution seemed like the scene of some ancient ritual, with a sense of evil and weirdness everywhere.

These large plaster bodies now appear to be some kind of energy matrix, which, once "activated", will generate unparalleled energy.

However, because there was no watch in the dream, Lin Yi could not judge the passage of time. He did not know how much time had passed until the original fanatic had taken the vessel to the pit and received six doses of solid supernatural power. Suddenly, a wailing whistle-like sound was heard in a corner deep in the dense forest.

“Wu—wu—wu—”

As the sound rang out, waves of air surged continuously, like waves pushing through the fog floating around. Circles of ripples surged through the large gypsum bodies, causing parts of them to shake violently.

"Gulululu, Gulululu..."

The large plaster bodies gradually began to shake, like neatly stacked eggs on a table that were suddenly shaken, and the "boom, boom, boom" heartbeats inside the large plaster bodies became louder and louder. In the end, the trembling large plaster bodies began to tremble "boom! boom! boom!" Their shells rose and fell violently, just like petrified hearts. Soon, the surface of the large plaster bodies was completely petrified, but the heartbeat-like swelling rhythm did not stop with the petrification. On the contrary, the swelling expansion stretched the petrified skin, making it look like dry cracked earth covered with hideous cracks.

From those cracks, some blood-red aura began to gush out. As the blood-red aura gushed out, the large gypsum body actually shrank rapidly like a balloon.

The cracks then shrank and turned into fish-scale-like patterns, and then the patterns slowly changed again, like a compression bag with the air sucked out, forming a large number of wrinkles.

These wrinkles changed with the "dong dong dong" sound, and gradually turned into some smooth curves...

“That’s…?!”

Lin Yi's heart trembled violently. The large plaster body shrank and turned into a spherical stone, and those lines looked like the marks of feathers!
The blood-red aura was still gushing out from the spherical stones, and Lin Yi became more and more frightened. He felt that those large plaster bodies looked familiar from the beginning, and it was not until now that they were compressed that he suddenly realized that these round stones were most likely the sculptures of angry angels!
He remembered very clearly that when the angry angel first appeared, it was a round ball covered with lines!
Then those lines will turn into the wings of an angry angel. When the wings spread, the short but aggressive angry angel will wake up and randomly lock onto a lucky unlucky person and launch an endless hunt to kill him.

The blood-colored steam gushing out is the best evidence.

On campus, he had only seen the blood-red steam gushing out from the angry angel and the physical education teacher.

So if it wasn't a monkey that jumped out of the stone, it was an angry angel?!

As Lin Yi was shocked, the sound of a whistle rang out again in the depths of the dense forest. Above the desolate land, it seemed as if a sloppy and abstract scroll was projected with the shadows of the trees as the fog and light changed. The scroll looked irregular, but Lin Yi felt that some of the "trajectories" in it were inexplicably familiar.

At this moment, a point in the scroll was lit up.

As a result, those large gypsum bodies compressed into spherical shapes rolled out under the push of the blood-colored steam. In just a few breaths, they rolled into the dense forest and disappeared from Lin Yi's sight.

Lin Yi was secretly surprised: "These solidified supernatural powers that are suspected to be 'Angry Angels' have been dispatched?"

In fact, Lin Yi felt that his speculation this time was almost right, because a large number of angry angels were reversely decomposed into countless pure supernatural powers in the dome. From this point of view, they were really decomposed into what they were made of.

"If that's the case... maybe this time corresponds to the time when the gymnasium is fogged up?"

"A large number of angry angels invaded the gymnasium, and were dealt with by the boss and the gym teachers, strung up with chains, and turned into food for the 'feast', and hung in the dome?"

"That is to say, Kuai Kuai's current time is around 15:30..."

At 15:30, abnormal weather occurred outside the gymnasium and it began to rain. Some trainees, such as Tian Bufan and Wei Shan, managed to escape from the gymnasium area in time, while the remaining thousands of trainees were trapped in the gymnasium and could only take refuge in the dome.

The timing was perfect, and Lin Yi became more and more curious about what purpose Kuai Hongji had in coming here.

Of course, he was also very curious about what was going on with Kuai Hongji. He was completely unaffected by the pollution... You know, if it was him, well, at least, if it was him, he would definitely have cognitive problems by now.

"The only explanation is that Kuai Kuai's cognition is as outrageous as Mr. Tian's..." Lin Yi smiled bitterly and stopped thinking about it. He concentrated on observing the current situation.

At this moment, he seemed to suddenly hear a low hum from Kuai Hongji, as if... it was spoken to him.

"Hey, why did another person come here...he is really looking for death."

Lin Yi was startled and quickly turned his gaze, following the direction that Kuai Hongji was facing, towards somewhere in the dense forest.

That place seemed to be the road that Kuai Hongji came from, and now, there was a rustling sound over there, as if something was advancing through the thorns and bushes.

The huge noise immediately attracted the attention of some fanatics. Those fanatics who had lost their large plaster bodies looked at each other and moved towards the place where the noise came from.

"I said that those sculptures are good-looking but useless."

"They are meant for defense. Do you expect them to be able to fight the enemy? It's good enough if they can delay the enemy for a while!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry over there and don't let him get close to the 'Holy Well'!"

Some of the fanatics were shouting as they moved. Even though they moved slowly when holding the vessels, like a group of numb, stupid, fanatical, sick zombies, when the intruders appeared, their figures were extremely strange. In this area without light and shrouded in fog, they moved like ghosts...

“Bang—”

Unexpectedly, accompanied by a heavy thumping sound, the first fanatic who rushed over was blasted away.

Lin Yi looked in surprise at the place where the fighting broke out, only to see a figure leaping high up from the dense forest. The figure was wrapped in thick steam, but soon rushed out of the steam like a machine body breaking through the clouds!

It was a person wearing a strange exoskeleton armor, like a mechanical ghost from the future...

His armor gleamed with a cold metallic luster, and the energy cores at the joints emitted a faint blue halo, illuminating a small patch of mist around it.

The lines of the exoskeleton armor are tough and smooth, and each component fits together precisely, as if it were a work of art born for battle. With every movement he makes, the armor makes a slight mechanical sound, like a low roar, echoing in the silent woods.

Although it was a long distance away and it was only a glimpse, when this thing appeared, Lin Yi recognized him at once. This person could not be anyone else but -

"That's... 'Yama-san'?!"

(End of this chapter)