Chapter 477 "My Principal's Comments on the Gray Mist World"
Chapter 477 "I... the principal... speak to... the gray fog world..."
"This...?!" Lin Yi didn't know whether to feel shocked or terrified. He knew that he was dragged into an unknown layer of the abyss by the cognitive pollution of the "Original Ash Apostle", but what he didn't expect was that the secret pattern that the little girl had imprinted on his hand could actually penetrate through him!
But the little girl's secret pattern was imprinted on his body, so how did it penetrate through his will?
Unless... this mark was not branded on his "body" from the beginning, but...
"Cognitive Anchor?!"
Before Lin Yi could recover from his shock and fear, the little girl's hollow voice suddenly rang in his ears:
"My dear, you can't snatch the things I like..."
That voice seemed to be negotiating with the "Original Ash Apostle", or like a person who often fantasized about mumbling to the void.
There was no response in the infinite darkness.
The "Original Ashbringer" is just a projection of the entire path of the "Ashebringer" in the current world, a concrete derivative. Rather than being an intelligent creature, it is more like some kind of tough mechanism.
After Lin Yi's will was dragged in here, he had lost his sense of time, and there was no way for him to find a way to leave in the short term.
The sudden appearance of the little girl's secret pattern seemed to give him some opportunities, but for someone who is unprepared, he may not be able to grasp the opportunity even if it comes.
At this moment, the secret pattern began to burn with a ball of golden flame in the darkness.
The flame slowly rose up, as thick as lava. As the lava flowed, the darkness began to melt as well.
Lin Yi knew that the opportunity had come, and quickly guided his will to rush towards the molten crack.
As he sprinted forward, the originally empty darkness suddenly became sticky, wrapping around him like slurry and preventing him from leaving.
The little girl disappeared and reappeared, floating to Lin Yi like a ghost in the twisted darkness, and playing with the ball of light that could burn everything with a smile.
In the flowing magma, the ball of light seemed to be the only light in the world.
Lin Yi continued to charge forward, tumbling in the twisted black torrent. The "Original Ash Apostle" did not suppress him any more. It was like a pre-set program, allowing Lin Yi to go on with the little girl.
In the darkness, one picture after another kept passing by Lin Yi, and one blurred figure after another seemed to be telling something...
"We got a breakthrough..."
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"No...it's not like that..."
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"Their sacrifice... is not a living thing... but... time itself..."
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"Find... that's the key to everything..."
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"notes……"
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"Find... or... reconstruct..."
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"Destroy...memories..."
Countless figures kept passing by Lin Yi, like one motorcyclist after another speeding by, calling out for something. There were female voices, male voices, and some voices whose gender or even species could not be determined at all.
Everything is radiating information flows in the time dimension in which they are located. These images may be fragments of the information flow carried by the "Ashebringer" path. Something, or a group of life forms, are trying to convey information through this.
However, this information is fragmented, constantly crushed by time and disturbed by latitude. The remaining information that is entangled in the path of the "Ashes Apostle" and follows the path seems to have been recompiled many times before it was formed.
"number……"
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"time……"
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"Lost or..."
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"compass……"
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"Book……"
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He was getting closer and closer to the molten dark crack, and the information flow was becoming more and more incomplete. But at the moment he was out of this dark layer, his mind suddenly became dazed, and he seemed to see a vague phantom that flashed by - the outline of a human figure...
For some reason, when that figure appeared, he intuitively felt that it seemed to have some connection with him...
Before he could react, the last voice rang in his ears.
It was a subwoofer full of magnetism, which immediately reminded people of a vigorous old man...
"I... the principal... am speaking to... the gray fog world..."
"headmaster……?!"
Lin Yi's spirit trembled, and he woke up in an instant, no longer confused at all.
That was the voice of the most mysterious "President" of S City University? !
How is this going? !
The principal's voice appeared in the layer of "Original Ashbringer"!
But isn't the "Original Ashbringer" a projection of the Path?
Wait! Projection of the path!!
Lin Yi was inspired, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "If the Ash Apostle is a path, then this information... is one of the scenery along the way!"
"The shop owner said that the principal went out to sea, chasing after the original apostle. Could it be that he crossed the latitude, discovered something, and tried to pass the information back?" "The projection of the Ash Apostle is one of the means of crossing time and space and latitude... and has the principal been able to do this?"
Using the "Original Ashbringer" as a messenger... Is this the value of the "President" of S City University? !
Lin Yi was extremely shocked, but he didn't realize that when he left the dark layer of "Original Ash Apostle", he was still in a dim environment.
He walked aimlessly, thinking he would return to the classroom, but after walking for a long time, there was no change in the layer.
Finally, he noticed something strange.
He suddenly turned his head and looked beside him. A little girl with her head slightly lowered and a gloomy face was right next to him. She tilted her neck and gave him a cold smile.
The little girl didn't say anything, but in the darkness, a series of notes began to beat from far away...
"The sound of a music box?! Damn it!" Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat. Where the hell did this come from?!
This is the layer of the art building gallery!
He originally thought that the little girl had ignited the secret pattern and melted the layer, giving him a chance to escape, but now he discovered that the little girl was actually using the "Original Ash Apostle" to capture him...
Just out of the dragon's den and into the tiger's den!
Lin Yi thought to himself that this was not good. These two guys were not good people. He originally thought that they were escaping, but now it seems that they were just transferred from the Gayaozi Park to the Fraud Park...
"That secret pattern... has penetrated into my will?"
No… Rather than saying it was an infiltration, it would be more accurate to say that his soul was branded from the very beginning!
He felt that he smelled so good, as if he was covered with a large layer of salad dressing after going to the art building. Everyone, whether human or ghost, wanted to come and take a bite of him.
"We have to run! We have to run! We have to run now!"
Lin Yi was extremely anxious. Although the little girl didn't move at all at the moment, he knew very well that this guy only looked young on the surface. When he started to attack, he would be more terrifying than a dismemberment maniac. If he didn't run now, he would have no chance at all.
Without time to think too much, he quickly looked at his wrist, but there was no watch.
I almost forgot that his will was insubstantial, and he didn't even have a wrist, let alone a watch.
How to do?
As the little girl was sharpening her knife, the sound of Amon's music box became louder and louder, and an unconventional approach came to his mind!
After a simple calculation, he felt that he had a few chances of winning, so he just gave it a try.
He immediately imagined the appearance of the "Original Ashbringer" in his mind!
“Come on! Come on!”
With his limited knowledge, he was unable to depict the appearance of the "Original Ash Apostle" that was beyond his cognition, even just an outline would be enough.
But just this call really caused some kind of strange resonance within the layers.
“Hum…”
The layers fluctuated slightly, a dark tide spread within the layers, and the breath of burning ashes distorted the space, drilling into the gallery through the cracks in the void.
The little girl's gloomy expression suddenly changed, and the eyes that originally wanted to eat Lin Yi suddenly swept towards the source of the fluctuation. Then she turned back to look at Lin Yi, her slender brows were furrowed, revealing a hint of resentment, as if to say: You are so rude.
But she did not speak, but silently shrank into the dark area of the gallery, leaving behind the quiet black nursery rhyme and the notes of the music box to accompany each other, drifting away little by little in the dark gallery.
The fire waves of the "Original Ash Apostle" twisted the layers again and covered them. The scorching airflow and the gloomy fog in the gallery seemed to form a convection. In this convection, Lin Yi felt the gap between the layers and quickly jumped back and forth in this gap by relying on his senses...
It worked! Lin Yi was secretly delighted.
His idea was actually very simple. Since when he "thought" of the little girl, the little girl could directly use the power of the secret pattern to melt the layers and pull his will, then conversely, he should be able to "concept" and summon the "Original Ash Apostle" in an alternative way to fight against the little girl's layer field...
The first time he crossed the melting layer, he was inexperienced and was kidnapped by the little girl. He would not make the same mistake the second time, so he really began to float towards the correct surface world...
Finally, the dark and scorching abyss layer left him, and translucent human silhouettes began to emerge one after another in the illusory space. Their limbs were like flowing liquid metal, arranged together like tombstones, with the same face, the same body shape, and the same movements... like seaweed swaying with the waves, every mouth was chanting the aria of the ancient cult in sync -
【「I AvgruNnen av tKe og mrke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTome」......】
Although it was weird, Lin Yi felt very happy.
That is the "Forest of Dead Steles". Seeing the Forest of Dead Steles at least means that his will has escaped from the abyss layer of the "Original Ash Apostle" and returned to the "normal area" above the 5th floor of the teaching building - everything is relative, and compared to the gallery layer and the abyss layer, the layers above the 5th floor of the teaching building are simply too normal.
It was absurd to say the least, but Lin Yi had never thought that he would actually feel happy because of seeing the Forest of Tombs of the Dead, and even have a sense of intimacy as if he had met an old friend in a foreign land.
As to whether this "Forest of the Dead" was the one he encountered at the beginning, he had no idea.
The "Forest of the Dead" is a mysterious creature formed by the fusion and coexistence of countless pseudo-human sculptures and strange creatures. Each of the "steles" seems to be in a state of constant iteration, so it is normal that it cannot be recognized.
Lin Yi's will floated in the void, like a kite with a broken string, and began to look for its thread end...
His will was like a floating ghost, constantly drifting in the gap between reality and layers.
A strange thought also came to his mind: If my will cannot return to its original body, will it evolve into a laughing angel on its own?
He didn't know, but he felt there was a high probability that it would happen.
Even though this was only part of his will, the formation of the Angel of Evil Laughter was too unreasonable. It was not impossible for something reasonable to happen under such unreasonable conditions.
After all, one of the characteristics of S City University is that low-probability events occur with a high probability.
However, a person who is still alive has part of his will turned into a laughing angel... It is a bit weird to say it out loud, and it feels like Lin Yi has killed three corpses to prove his extraordinary ability.
The three corpses correspond to three kinds of angel sculptures… The more I think about it, the more outrageous it becomes.
What really surprised Lin Yi was that the return of his will did not attract the attention of the "Forest of the Dead", and it did not attract the attention of the "Original Ash Apostle" either. The human-shaped silhouette that looked like broken glass was still floating quietly outside the damaged window of Class 18, Group C, like a god.
The nocturnal species crawled up the outer wall of the teaching building, and white smoke continued to rise amidst the sound of chanting. Even though the whole world was covered by violent storms at this moment, the nocturnal species were still evaporated bit by bit, and then turned into ashes under Lin Yi's horrified gaze. The remains that were stuck to the outer wall became some kind of granular, soft substance that looked like... moss.
"The moss on the campus... is it the remains of the nocturnal creatures that were burned to ashes?!"
Nocturnal species are like coral polyps, and their corpses become corals after death.
It's just... this is somewhat weird.
But thinking of the logic that [the bodies of nocturnal species will turn into moss after being burned to ashes], he suddenly began to understand why there was so much moss on the cliff where the night watchman was. It must be the moss that the nocturnal species turned into after death, and then it was formed after continuous accumulation.
So, the moss he saw on May 5 was also formed in this way!
Those pure nocturnal creatures died on the night of May 5th, annihilated by the light of the "Original Ash Apostle"!
No wonder he felt the weirdness of the moss on the first day he saw it, but was unable to understand its essence due to his lack of knowledge.
He was able to realize the problem with the moss because his inspiration was always extremely high, and he did not see through the moss because his cognition at that time was limited.
Campus, oh campus, how much more terror can you bring me?
Lin Yi sighed.
At this moment, he discovered that the smiling angel in the classroom seemed to be beginning to undergo some kind of distortion...
(End of this chapter)