Chapter 1105: Chapter 519: Dormitory Building? Graveyard of the Deceased!
May 10, X023, 21:03, dormitory building area.
“Tap tap tap tap tap…”
Lin Yi carried Wei Liang on his back and pressed forward on the water-covered, gleaming road. Originally breaking the path ahead, Wei Shan had slowed sowhat and moved to their rear.
The two sprinted through the rain, and without the splash of water they kicked up, it would seem as if masters of Qinggong using Iron Leg Water Floating were at work.
“Dormitory building-063”, “Dormitory building-064”, “Dormitory building-065″…
Lin Yi dashed past one streetlight pole after another, without pausing, continuing in the direction of the dormitory building as indicated by the increasing pole numbers.
From the shadows behind Lin Yi, one Sneering Angel after another crawled out like wraiths. Their body movents were very bizarre, flickering like a stuttering animation. With each flicker, they transitioned from one motion to another.
Once they completely erged from the shadows, they abandoned the marionette-like poses and instead covered their faces with their hands in their unique “ready position”.
The wind and rain battered the sculpture, and after remaining still for a mont, the Sneering Angel Sculpture slowly dissipated into illusion, then gently floated upward, drifting towards Lin Yi’s escape route like a plastic bag caught by the wind.
“Shhhhh… shhhhh…”
In the wind and rain, there shouldn’t have been anything daring to compete with the Sneering Angels, yet such an entity did appear!
Alien Angel “Graveyard of the Deceased”, though late, has arrived!
In the Green Forest Belt, the Graveyard of the Deceased wriggled its body, advancing quickly. Countless faces brushed frantically against the ground, while others began to chant in an eerie tone.
That voice was sotis distant, sotis near, tangible yet intangible, as if it were a seductive call from another world, spreading along the way…
[“I AvgruNnen… av tåKe og mørke… jaGer forTapte… Sjeler fanTo”…]
[fanTo fRa forRidEn…]
[“I…rke… jaGer forTapte… Sjeler fanTo”…]
[“… av tåKe og mørke… jaGer for…Sjeler fanTo”…]
The call of the Graveyard of the Deceased should have been shredded by the storm, but once it spread, it seed entirely unaffected by the direction of the wind, actually catching up from behind Lin Yi, entangling him like an enchanting sound, eager to penetrate his mind at every opportunity.
Lin Yi ran with abandon, the streetlights ahead reduced to just the lights on the poles. Regardless of how fast he ran, the chilling pressure behind him only grew more intense.
The sinister shadow seed to cling to his wraith-like soul, never able to break free.
As he passed through the illumination of the nearest streetlight, he glimpsed the reflection of the Sneering Angel on the pole’s dark, glossy surface.
The Sneering Angel’s grotesque face bore a wicked smile, and its hands seed already about to grab him. If not for triggering an “Asura Flash Space” at the critical mont, it might have already touched him.
“No!”
“Faster! Faster!!”
This thought increasingly dominated Lin Yi’s mind, his steps becoming more unstable and seeming as if he’d collapse at any mont. Yet these seemingly precarious steps allowed him to flicker away several tis at the last mont before being caught by the Sneering Angels using “Asura Flash Space”.
But “Asura Flash Space” was clearly not enough, so under instinctive pressure, the fish-like footwork he had learned from the Chef in the green apron was once again utilized.
Strangely, this footwork could only be used by the Chef in shadows, and Lin Yi could only use it in daylight, yet now he could wield it in the extraordinary weather.
Now, his speed matched that of the Sneering Angels, perhaps even surpassing them, leaving even the Sneering Angels behind him montarily puzzled.
Thus, Lin Yi, at a speed not his own, relentlessly charged toward the distant beacon of light again and again.
In a daze, he saw the dormitory building standing in the depths of the rain curtain, shrouded in endless mist, awaiting silently like a giant as he approached.
The dormitory building was lit, every floor bright with lights, under the rain appearing as if countless eyes were watching.
There is the dormitory building, if only… if only he can reach that place, he would be safe!
Run! Run!!
Lin Yi roared internally, carrying Wei Liang and running without pause, fearing that stopping for a rest would let the Sneering Angels catch up.
But gradually, the ground beneath his feet seed to undergo so even more terrifying, eerie transformation, and in his ears, a distant call began to resonate…
That call’s chant ford the lody from the Cautions, disjointed notes forming the phrase “In the abyss of mist and darkness, lost souls chase phantoms.”
The feedback from under his feet felt as if he were stepping on disintegrated flesh.
“Old Lin… Old Lin…”
In the void, a calling voice seed to erge, stunning Lin Yi for a mont, then it vanished once more.
“Old Lin… Old Lin…”
The calling voice always rang out when he wasn’t paying attention, disappearing as soon as he noticed.
It doesn’t matter!
None of it matters anymore!
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