Therefore, to bear such deep contamination often signifies a kind of irreversible self-sacrifice.
The number of Nocturnal species keeps increasing endlessly, and one day, they will overwhelm the Layer Boat.
Uncertain how much ti has passed, finally a Sports Student got injured at the hands of the Nocturnal species, the intense contamination spread across his skin, turning into hideous and terrifying cracks, madly eroding his flesh.
The Sports Student wailed in agony, yet continued to fight the Nocturnal species at the sa ti.
Lin Yi squinted slightly, but did not intervene.
Because this is the mont of blood battle they must experience, even if he intervenes, he can only change it temporarily, not alter the final outco.
"Star... Astrology, how long until we leave here?" he asked.
"We just entered the depths of the ocean, there’s still a long way to go until we reach the domain of the Gray Mist Sea..." The Astrologer perceives the stars, rolls out the star map, familiar with the future path, like a human navigator, "...also, call Xing’er, Brother Lin Yi."
She stood on the Watchtower, over the battle suit of "Class Teacher-040" floated a semi-transparent black cloak embroidered with star patterns, the cloak both illusory and real, flapping in the sea breeze, the hem’s star patterns flickering with faint blue light with her movents.
She rolls out the star map, while mastering everything through the "Star Dream Crystal".
Next to her, Kuai Hongji and Mao Feiyang deftly unfolded an unusual Star Map Scroll glowing with eerie blue dots before her, the material of this scroll is unknown, its surface shimring with a mother-of-pearl glimr, quiet as it blends into the surrounding darkness, the light from the "Star Dream Crystal" projected onto it, with light dots moving arduously, sketching a path extrely weak, seemingly ready to break at any ti.
This is a segnt of the star map rolled out by the Astrologer, now materialized here for Kuai Hongji and Mao Feiyang to review.
Hearing the Astrologer’s words, Mao Feiyang, serious but for a mont, suddenly felt itchy and, shaking his head, cheekily mimicked her tone: "Call Brother Lin Yi~"
"What, looking for a fight?" The Astrologer’s corner of the mouth twitched slightly, glancing at him fiercely, "Don’t think that because you’re Brother Lin Yi’s fragnt brother I won’t hit you, when it cos to beating you, I have no psychological burden."
Mao Feiyang quickly laughed awkwardly like Tom Cat: "Hehe... It’s the occupational hazard, can’t help it, that’s just my personality!"
The Astrologer sneered: "Keep being cheeky and I, like Xi’er, can make you eat a foot."
"To him, that’s the top prize," Kuai Hongji said sinisterly.
"Is that so? I’ll stuff your foot into his mouth," the Astrologer said.
Kuai Hongji imdiately fell silent.
Mao Feiyang shrank his neck even more.
"Hmph! You two, better stick to guarding the star map!" The Astrologer sneered repeatedly, suddenly rembering sothing, "Right, how about we leave so backup, otherwise when we jump down, their casualties might be severe... talking to you, Amon."
Busy mastering the Secret Pattern Matrix, the Eight-tone Box Warrior Amon hesitated for a mont, then said: "Not impossible, although these matrices at the back are like a drop in the ocean, if we separate one to use here, it’s akin to a dinsional descent attack... sounds feasible, Old Lin, what do you think?"
Lin Yi is the decision-maker of this voyage, naturally Amon sought his opinion.
"Go ahead with your plans," Lin Yi said, as he was already familiar with the entire plan.
The entire voyage roughly divided into four segnts: the current deep black sea, Gray Mist Sea area, Returning Ruins area, and the part confronting the Root after Returning Ruins.
Due to the voyage’s specificity, the Physical Education Teacher and Sports Students could only remain in the black sea segnt, unable to follow deeper into the voyage.
Whereas they left almost all trump cards at the back, drawing even a minor card to use in the first segnt would significantly reduce the pressure here.
As for the rear, if ultimately successful, removing that one card also succeeds; if failing, adding that one card still ends in failure.
After discussing, Amon decisively acted, bent to enchant the ship’s hull engraved with secret marks, pondering how to single out a matrix.
After so thought, he suddenly recalled sothing, slapped his forehead, then directly dismantled a small part from his body, grinned: "I was silly, the ship’s Secret Pattern Matrixes complent each other, removing any would lose flavor, but I happen to have a ready-made solution?"
Saying this, he engraved part of the Eight-tone Box’s body into the deck, where his finger glided, light gold flow coursed through the patterns, as if infusing the deck of this ark beyond cognition with new lifeblood.
Concerning Amon’s arrangent, the Physical Education Teacher and Sports Students were indifferent, although they stood on the deck, truly their cognition within their vision was limited, based on the Layer Boat’s domain, able to see the black sea, corresponding layers, yet unable to see Lin Yi and others, nor the complete form of the Layer Boat.
More accurately, the Layer Boat’s existence itself isn’t a significant realistic manifestation of a boat, but a surreal vessel expressed as a "boat" in high dinsions and chaotic layers.
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