Chapter 471 "Save me, save me"
Chapter 471 "Help...Help...Save me..."
As the song sounded, Lin Yi's perception seemed to be dragged into an endless whirlpool. He seemed to have lost his sense of gravity and sank irregularly into an unknown abyss.
This abyss seems to be in the shape of a drum, and the inner wall is covered with broken sculptures one after another, as if the appearance of corn is completely turned upside down. Countless broken sculptures are densely packed there, surging like waves, or like tumors growing together by squeezing each other. It exudes a cult-like horror beauty while being extremely trypophobic.
This kind of structure is just like the "Cult Choir" - the "Forest of the Dead"!
Lin Yi felt his consciousness beginning to sink, sinking into the depths of darkness in an endless abyss.
The singing of countless broken sculptures seeped into his ear canal like liquid amber, as if carving evil patterns into his brain...
He felt that his will was about to dance wildly along with their devilish tremolo, and his throat seemed to uncontrollably pour out an aria that did not belong to him, as if to echo their singing...
He murmured, but tried his best to restrain himself, but every tremor in his mind seemed to be squeezing his soul and consciousness. He felt that his will was about to be broken down and then reorganized into some unknown new ideology... If that happened, he might no longer be himself.
This cult yet solemn song seemed to be reorganized into some strange form in the abyss, like a crown that has been displayed on the throne of the abyss since ancient times, releasing the color of fireflies in the lightless darkness...
The song of the broken sculpture seemed to melt Lin Yi's consciousness into ripples...
In a trance, he murmured, as if he recalled some kind of whispering. When he first went up to the 5th floor of the teaching building B with Li Huiyuan, he heard a similar sound. It seemed to be...
["When the black moon fades... the mourners return from the endless deep sea"...]
When the song was sung over and over again to a certain extent, Lin Yi finally remembered the sound he had heard before. He grasped the deepest melody in his mind and focused his attention on his wrist!
The time on the watch on my wrist was indeed fixed at 13:36!
The second hand is almost motionless!
And on his finger, the Ouroboros Ring had been put on without him noticing!
Deep dream building!
It is indeed deep dream building!
"Wake up! If that's the case, then wake up!" Lin Yi shouted loudly in his heart.
The only way to crack the problem of deep dreaming is for the dreamer himself to be aware of the existence of the dream.
As soon as he thought of it, the endless abyss really began to crack, as if it had been chopped up from the outside by a huge axe.
White light poured in from the crack, like a beam of hazy light shining into the deep sea.
The next moment, the darkness created a whirlpool, as if schools of fish were surrounding Lin Yi. However, before these fish could entangle Lin Yi, they swam into the abyss as the dream was shattered.
"boom--"
His vision suddenly returned, and Lin Yi's consciousness returned to Agui's body.
He released his perception and scanned the ceiling of the classroom.
The layers on the ceiling were indeed slightly twisted, and at the folds of the layers, perhaps there were the countless broken sculptures...
In the bookshelf area at the back of the lecture hall, the grid-like spatial pattern still appears to be squeezed by gravity. Near the broken window, the layer of reality seems to have undergone some kind of distortion and is constantly approaching nothingness.
Perhaps in this realm of nothingness, there exists an art building with uncertain coordinates.
After sensing this, Lin Yi suddenly had a strange guess...
"Wait a minute..."
"Is it possible that I am the only one who can hear this call?"
"Could it be that it's not the pollution that found me, but... I found the pollution?"
If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain.
"'The Black Moon Withers...'"
"Black Moon..."
"'Black Moon Apostle'..."
"Black Moon Outpost..."
……
Lin Yi chewed over these words again and again, thinking about the strange singing of the broken sculpture:
[Fate is like the circle of ouroboros... it goes around and around and comes back to the starting point...]
……
[When the Black Moon Fades…]
[Sing my name loudly...]
……
He recalled the mocking voices he heard the last time he came here...
[You said... "When the black moon fades... the mourners return from the endless deep sea"...]
[You forgot...]
【You forgot!!】
【No……】
【We will be waiting for you...】
[Waiting for you to take us away...]
……
Lin Yi's eyes flickered.
"'Black Moon Withers'..."
"'Return'..."
"'Wait for you to take us away'..."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and finally he took a deep breath.
"hiss……"
"These broken statues...are they going to use me as a sacrifice for some cruel sacrifice?!"
Could it be the same ceremony as Yuan Datou’s?
Big Head, Big Head...you are here...If the calling is directed at the "called", then would Yuan Datou have heard such a calling at the time?
Or, could these broken sculptures be related to the ashes?
The... embodiment of ashes?
Or...
The more Lin Yi thought about it, the more outrageous it became. Finally, one terrible guess after another suddenly popped into his mind.
According to the information Lao Mo had said before, the experiencers who were caught in the vortex of the layers and unable to extricate themselves would continue to drift in the layers and eventually become dead sculptures. Then according to this logic, would there be a layer with countless broken sculptures locked and hung up by iron chains?
Some kind of forbidden area, some kind of cage, some kind of seal, or maybe... some kind of exile?
The layer that had been exiled with countless broken sculptures used the call to continuously erode the will of a certain "unit" in the display layer. Its principle might be the same as that of the "Mage" exiled by time, who continuously penetrated the time dimension and then eroded the consciousness of the dreamer...
Just like a radio station, the "Master of the Magic" has its own pollution band, and the broken sculptures also have their own pollution band. Only when the band is in place can their pollution be received...
Some people are not polluted enough and will never be exposed to this kind of pollution in their lifetime.
Lin Yi's flexible and changeable pollution bottom line keeps him in a state of "frequency modulation", collecting a little here and a little there... He is contaminated by all kinds of pollution, but he is still alive and well.
At this moment, Agui's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and wisps of fire began to emanate from its muscle fibers. The dancing flames looked like hair.
Lin Yi stopped thinking about random things and focused all his attention on Agui. "It's almost absorbed..."
According to the original plan, it is time to detonate the ashes and then open the door of the classroom to attract the attention of all the extraordinary creatures and polluters in this layer, and draw hatred for Tian Bufan's exploration.
But with Zhang Lingzhen, he no longer needed to open the classroom door.
He is now a great wizard who stands still and accumulates energy. As long as he doesn't move, he can continue to accumulate energy, even if he is already overloaded.
Lin Yi now had only one thought in his mind - do more, do more.
When Zhang Lingzhen opened the door, he hit her with a big blow.
About a minute passed like this, and heavy footsteps were heard outside the door.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
Every step was like a warrior in heavy armor stepping on wooden boards.
But Lin Yi knew that it was Zhang Lingzhen who came.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz…”
The door of the classroom began to glow red, like a piece of iron being burned by high temperature...
But Zhang Lingzhen did not break through the red-hot door, but still reached out and grabbed the door handle.
Lin Yi seemed to have sensed something. The existence of this door seemed to be reasonable. Its existence was not only a partition in the physical sense, but also a partition in the dimension.
Could it be that this seemingly abstract framework is the true characteristic that “architects” have given to the campus?
The role of "architects" is not aimed at the physical layer, but... the "framework" of the void hypothesis?
Lin Yi didn't think much about it, nor did he have time to think about it. His attention was on the door handle, which was almost melted but still maintained its shape.
Finally, with a "click", the door handle was pressed.
The door was slightly ajar, and a terrifying heat wave poured in like steam.
"call--"
The majestic red steam was even thicker than that of the physical education teacher. It was extremely violent and wild.
The door opened, and outside was an endless stream of hot wind and scorching air currents. The air and space were distorted in both directions, and the door frame was also slightly distorted.
Zhang Lingzhen was like a patient who couldn't walk. She held on to the door frame in an extremely sickly manner, and she looked like she would fall down if the wind blew.
However, in the completely liberated "Asheberus" state, it seemed as if countless violent fire snakes were entangled around it, biting everything around it. The space thus became rugged, as if it was out of tune with the world.
"hello……"
Zhang Lingzhen smiled sickly, like someone who had just escaped from a mental hospital. She was clearly in flames and her skin was clearly red, but her face was abnormally pale as frost.
It looked at the surging breath of ash in Lin Yi's body, and its soft tongue covered with mucus stretched out to lick the corner of its mouth.
""ash"……"
“Great…Great…”
It walked into the classroom, and the scorching air waves brought with them hot winds that broke through the gloomy atmosphere lingering in the classroom. The fire snake raged like it was breathing out poisonous gas.
Before it got close to Agui, the heat wave had already surged in front of Agui. In the distorted air, an illusory face that resembled Zhang Lingzhen faintly emerged, like Zhang Lingzhen's soul.
Behind Zhang Lingzhen, the flames were also twisting, but in the twisted folds, another picture was floating...
A pile of corpses formed by the continuous blending of endless broken corpses, the pile of corpses was suspended in the void, with countless "roots" hanging down. From a distance, it looked like a jellyfish or a giant octopus.
An octopus formed by countless corpses being violently and roughly mashed together by invisible giant hands.
The phantom of the "burial body".
There was one "Apostle of Ashes", but there were two phantoms... This strange scene made Lin Yi feel very strange.
"Help...Help...Save me..."
The illusory outline of Zhang Lingzhen that appeared in front of Agui shouted something in an extremely hoarse voice, but the voice was like a roar against the wind, and before it floated far, it was violently torn into pieces in the airflow.
"Save...Save..."
She just repeated this call, as if she longed to be heard by others, but the phantom of the "buried body" did not give her any chance and pulled her back into the body.
At the same time, Zhang Lingzhen came to Agui step by step. Her expression became more and more perverted. Sometimes she raised her eyebrows and sucked, sometimes she licked the corners of her mouth, and her face was filled with an expression of incomparable pleasure.
"I thought Ashes was already a rare delicacy..." Zhang Lingzhen spoke slowly, but Lin Yi could feel that it was the will of the Burial Body speaking, "I didn't expect... you are the one."
Lin Yi did not answer, and Zhang Lingzhen slowly came to him.
"Oh? It looks like you're unable to move because you've absorbed too much power?"
Zhang Lingzhen smiled grimly.
"Strength makes a person swell up, and you, my friend... look at what you have become?"
"You stole my flesh and blood...but this is all you can do?"
“What a shame… What a shame.”
As it spoke, it shook its sickly body and came in front of Agui.
"But judging by the shape of this body... it seems to be more durable than this stupid woman."
"Not bad... not bad... I will take over this body from now on."
It stopped in front of the extraordinary power surrounding Agui, which was so strong that it could almost drip water, and examined Agui's body, with satisfaction in its crazy eyes.
The next moment, the flames around it enveloped Agui.
“Hush…”
The blazing flame was like a huge sphere, breaking through the extraordinary power gathered in front of Lin Yi and wrapping around Agui's body.
In Zhang Lingzhen's eyes, Agui at the moment did not seem to pose a threat. At least, he could not be compared with the "Ashe of Ashes" in his prime.
Lin Yi looked at Zhang Lingzhen and silently calculated the distance.
a little closer...
Come a little closer...
He kept repeating in his mind, even though it was enough for him to explode at this moment, but if he got a little closer, maybe he could detonate Zhang Lingzhen's ashes along with it...
The dog-like thinking is always to be more dog-like... and meaner as possible in extreme environments.
Zhang Lingzhen still didn't notice anything unusual. In fact, she did notice it, but her eyes were filled with admiration for Agui's body.
If it were it, it wouldn't be able to shape the roots into such a perfect form.
As it approached, the flames around it directly merged with Agui's extraordinary power, and its body, which was ignited by the ashes, finally covered Agui's body with flames.
(End of this chapter)