Chapter 1176: Chapter 554: The Principal’s ssage (2)
Ultimately, a caution entered his mind:
“Når den svarte månen vissner, komr sørgemoerne tilbake fra det uendelige dyphavet.”
When the caution appeared, he sohow divinely understood its aning.
“When the black moon withers, the mourners return from the endless deep sea.”
This… Lin Yi squinted his eyes: “This seems to be the phrase that the broken statues were chanting… Oh, that’s right, the broken statues were chanting in Chinese, which I could understand, but this phrase is in the original pronunciation of the caution…”
Lin Yi pondered, trying to capture more notes, but he failed; it seed there was only this one phrase.
With so doubts, he slowly floated back, yet his will could not float to the side of the “naturally him”.
Before he could float far, the endless bookshelf sections around him started to warp, with intense heat perating the shelving area, rolling in like lava, and the entire space igniting like a piece of paper, rapidly burning…
“What… what is happening?!”
Before he could react, as the space burnt, gleaming white cloud vapors infiltrated from the nihility, soon engulfing him, followed by the twisting of the white vapors, and his surroundings began to present another scene as if the outer shell had been burnt away.
Classroom!
Heatwave!
Twisted space!
Agitated breath!
Frenzied chant!
“This place is…?!”
Lin Yi was shocked, sowhat disbelieving, but what unfolded before him was unmistakably—a classroom!
An abandoned classroom above the fifth floor of the teaching building!
No doubt, no mistake!!
This is—
“Is it when I detonated the ‘puppet’ during the day, to lure in the ‘Ashen ssenger·Fireman’?!”
“So the space burning just now… was rely a transition mode in the dream?!”
“Really… a scare for nothing!”
Lin Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then focused his attention on the surrounding environnt.
His perspective slowly zood out.
Then he was surprised to find that the entire space in the classroom, just like the few dream fragnts he had encountered before, was in a bullet-ti-like stillness, everything almost in a suspended state.
And the chanting voices of those purebred nightwalkers were also stretched due to this mirror-like frozen ti, paused at so syllable of “I AvgruNnen av tåKe og mørke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTo”.
Lin Yi noticed that the pupils of those purebred nightwalkers had beco prismatic, and the whole world was elongated into a Möbius ring shape.
Countless ashes floated in the void outside the classroom, and amongst those ashes, their divine presence descended…
[som…]
[lyset…]
[fantmoer…]
[till…]
This ti he learned his lesson and didn’t release his perception, but used his visual world with his lips to observe the current world.
Terrifyingly, although the frenetic chant of the purebred nightwalkers was frozen, another voice, with a completely different rhythm, was perating this storm and chant!
The cries in the void tore like thousands of ripping cloaks, countless broken voices swirling in the wind ford by ashes, drifting in the twisted layers, surrounding Lin Yi’s will:
[De…som…]
[e som…jager…lyset…]
[… i tåke… fantor…]
Lin Yi saw it; he saw once again the “Primordial Ash Apostle” descending!
In that twisted, chaotic world, the “Primordial Ash Apostle” was surrounded by spiral Fibonacci sequences, the flow and evolution of that vortex entirely unaffected by bullet ti, as if the concept of “Ti” itself had beco an absurd and laughable proposition in its cognition.
“What was ‘I’ doing at this ti?” Lin Yi had a sudden thought, broadened his vision a bit, then he rembered, “Oh, I rember…”
At that ti, he experienced a phantom vision influenced by the “Primordial Ash Apostle” and within that vision, he saw the “Original Apostles” and then… sohow triggered the secret mark the little girl imprinted on his arm.
Now then…
“I… failed…”
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded at Lin Yi’s ear.
This figure’s ergence startled him into a shiver!
He looked around, but could only hear that echoing voice…
“Failed… failed… ed…”
In a daze, he seed to hear that kind of chanting not belonging to the purebred nightwalkers, that endless whispering, passionate chanting, long rambling… and within those sounds, he could faintly hear so chaotic… Chinese.
“I’m… here… watching …”
Lin Yi seed to realize sothing and suddenly looked at the Fibonacci sequence center of the “Primordial Ash Apostle,” seeing it constantly blossoming strange, religiously colored floral patterns.
But within that, what was already maddeningly intense “Primordial Ash Apostle” seed to present another form…
The blossoming strange floral pattern, in its twisting and chaos, outlined a vague afterimage…
That afterimage… looked familiar!
Right!
Isn’t that the figure seen earlier in the vortex from Tian Bufan’s perspective!
“Wait a mont… so that Fibonacci spiral is the invisible vortex around that figure?!”
“So ‘it’ is…?!”
As Lin Yi’s cognitive construction reached this point, the image within the “Primordial Ash Apostle” beca even clearer…
And he also began to hear the voice emanating from that figure…
Initially, the unintelligible caution-like pronunciation, but as Lin Yi used the “search translation” function he sohow learned just now, the voice from that figure gradually beca comprehensible to him:
“There’s not much ti… I don’t know how much information can be projected through the ‘ashes’…”
“So…”
“Whatever it is…”
“Hear a little…”
“Is sothing…”
The figure within the “Primordial Ash Apostle” slowly spoke, its pronunciation like a weak radio station receiving broken bands.
“I am the principal…”
“We have achieved a breakthrough…”
“I succeeded… I found…”
“But… they…”
“I am trapped…”
“I can see the boundary… see the path…”
“But… I cannot return…”
“I will bring them back…”
“Their sacrifice… isn’t of any creature… or… substance… but rather…”
“Ti itself…”
“Disaster… Grey Mist… Root…”
“Do not save …”
“Find my journal… it’s the key to everything…”
“The journal…”
“Find it… destroy it…”
“Rember… it must be destroyed…”
“No… perhaps… try rebuilding it…”
“Destruction…”
“Must destroy…”
“mory… must… lose mory…”
“Numbers… coordinates…”
“Find… the Ti Compass… only then won’t… be lost…”
“Ti doesn’t depend on… life… infinity…”
“… dream…”
“That book…”
“… reconstruct…”
“Sacrifice… is necessary…”
“Try to save…”
“Escape…”
“Escape the campus…”
“Damn… it’s here again… here again…”
“Get lost! Don’t even think about it!!”
“I… the principal… am speaking… to the Gray Mist World!!”
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