The Principal looked down at the second-generation Principal, nodded slightly, and then cast his gaze toward the road he ca from.
"I’ll leave this to you for now, I have other important matters." He instructed the remaining Security Guards and then followed the connection between the Layer Boat, perceiving the Qi fluctuations from Wei Shan, and simultaneously, sensed the crisis over the deck area.
"Over there... ’High-level Alien Angel’?" In an instant, the Principal made his decision, turned around, and followed the layer’s fluctuations to head to the deck area.
"Lin Yi...wait for a mont..."
The Principal’s figure quietly disappeared.
He is one of the true builders of the campus; for the design of the Layer Boat, even if he doesn’t understand the principles, he should know the usage, and at this mont, the Layer Transition cos naturally to him.
...
Deep in the black sea, at the deck section of the Layer Boat.
After the appearance of the "High-level Alien Angel," the balance of Fog Nightmare Hunters blocking the Nocturnal Species was tilted, and as the Secret Pattern Matrix left by Amon continues to deplete, that balance is ultimately broken.
Thus, the "High-level Alien Angel" sings the song of destruction and attacks everyone in the deck area, the School Doctor was isolated, forced to retreat, even when playing all trump cards, unable to protect the crowd.
As Ti goes by, more and more Fog Nightmare Hunters perished at the attacks of the "High-level Alien Angel," and more desperate was at the upper layers, the direction where the Layer Boat deeply navigates, so Security Guard bodies also drifted down along the connections between Layer Boats.
Those Fog Nightmare Hunters who have died, but whose will have not dissipated, seemingly sensing sothing, rged into the bodies of the Security Guards.
At that mont, the newborn "Mourners" appeared.
However, the "Mourners," although overwhelming against the Nocturnal Species, still felt powerless facing the nearly full-strength "High-level Alien Angel."
The crowd gradually exhausted, as if their ultimate fate was to be swept away by the "High-level Alien Angel" leading the ultimate Nocturnal Species to rush the deck area.
Xu Shunkang’s chest rose and fell constantly, he no longer knew how many tis he had exhausted himself, igniting strength again. He only knew he kept fighting, continuously extracting the last bit of strength, supplenting from the surrounding dissipated Supernatural Power, and continued fighting...
Xu Shunkang was just a snapshot, everyone locked onto their last drop of blood through their unyielding fighting spirit, enemies were endless, but their will was unbreakable.
As the stalemate persisted, the "High-level Alien Angel" ceased to attack, retreating into its mountain-like form, beginning to chant a strange song that dragged human will into chaos.
But after a while, the chant of the "High-level Alien Angel" suddenly stopped, leaving the School Doctor, Fog Nightmare Hunters, Physical Education Teacher, and others montarily stunned.
"What happened...?"
"Is this...snowing?"
"This isn’t snow, this is..." The School Doctor extended her hand, the thin flake falling like snow lted in her palm, feeling this power, her face moved slightly, "...’Ashes’?"
She looked towards the broken sky of the black sea, only to see the silhouette of the "Primordial Ash Apostle" slowly erging.
But as that silhouette beca clearer, the visible figure was indeed...
"’Principal’?"
The Principal, following the connection between layers from the ship area, arrived here, covering the "High-level Alien Angel" with Ashes.
He said nothing, just silently engulfed the "High-level Alien Angel" in Ashes.
Even though the "High-level Alien Angel" deep within the layers was no longer what it once was, facing the current "Principal," it was only subjected to unilateral crushing.
For the current Principal was Lin Yi’s Ash Apostle, and the "Ashes" of the Ash Apostle were the "Holy Sun’s" Ashes.
Ash drifted, igniting the entirety of the "High-level Alien Angel." Those endless mountain ranges suddenly blossod like a sea of cherry blossoms.
The Principal murmured cautions, overlooking the people below, nodded slightly, then swiftly turned around, disappearing into the twisted space rift.
In the black sea, the "High-level Alien Angel" burned fiercely, while Ashes fell like snow, akin to a scattering of a thousand cherry blossoms.
...
Just as the Principal entered the twisted space rift, he was swept out by an unseen force.
He subconsciously struggled, only to find the opponent cloaked in a blood-colored aura, the terrifying Qi easily capable of crushing him.
"’Butcher’ Lord...?!" His heart stirred, repeatedly shouted, "Send to the Layer Boat over there... I know the real route!"
"Is it you?" Within the blood-colored aura, the terrifying demonic silhouette flashed with Wei Shan’s features, swiftly shoving the Principal into the disappearing rift of the Layer Boat upon recognizing him...
...
Sowhere in the layers of the Grey Mist Sea, the Layer Boat was still navigating, the fluctuation of the "Angel" chased again, countless layers seed flattened by a mighty force, forming nurous creases.
"Bang! Bang!"
The Layer Boat shook violently, squeezed out of the layer like squeezing a pimple into the Grey Mist Sea.
Lin Yi quickly surveyed the surroundings, asked: "Which segnt is this again? How far is it to the ’Returning Ruins’?"
"Still at the boundary of the Grey Mist Sea!" The Astrologer’s beautiful forehead was oozing with fine fragrant sweat; she was now very fatigued. Unfurling the Star Map was inherently very ntally consuming, let alone her will, akin to a rootless duckweed, losing bit by bit, unable to obtain effective replenishnt.
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