650: Chapter 296 Vision, Dense Forest, Portal, and Coastline_2 650: Chapter 296 Vision, Dense Forest, Portal, and Coastline_2 Because he had experienced shifts in perspective before, each ti influenced by his own subjective will.
So whose perspective would it be this ti?
So far, the perspectives he had entered in his dreams were solely those of Young Master Tian, Wei Sang, and Maozi, with so inklings of Kuai Kuai.
As for Liangzi…
he had never experienced Wei Liang’s perspective.
Not to ntion whether he had Wei Liang’s perspective or not, even if he did, at this mont, he was still passionately sparring with Little Zhouzi!
Then… Young Master Tian?
That dilapidated abandoned Teaching Building seed to be Young Master Tian’s perspective, which should be ruled out…
What about Maozi?
Maozi’s perspective was in the Art Building layers, last ti during the perspective switch he was still in that staircase, so he could probably be ruled out as well…
So…
was it Wei Sang or Kuai Kuai?
If he had to choose one, Lin Yi was more inclined to think this was Kuai Kuai’s perspective.
Kuai Hongji, among Lin Yi’s roommates, was the more solitary type, somber and reticent, a man who lived in the shadows, affectionately referred to as Yin Bi by Wei Sang.
“First, let make one thing clear…
I’m in the Gymnasium.”
Lin Yi muttered to himself inwardly.
The next mont, ripples appeared in the previously clear image before his eyes; in that blinding white light, he seed to see an incandescent lamp…
He felt as if he saw the shadow of anti-slip flooring on the edge of his vision, and at the sa ti, that boundless pain started to beco clear…
“Is it that simple to anchor back?”
“Never mind…
don’t anchor yet.”
Lin Yi cleared his thoughts, disregarding the fact that “he was in the Gymnasium,” and gradually, he no longer felt that painful sensation, and his fluctuating perspective beca clear again.
He decided to take a good look at this perspective.
He then saw the fog-engulfed dense forest, where the dense mist floated on the ground like dust, making the whole world seem like a dilapidated fairyland devoid of spiritual energy.
“It reminds of that place I once saw in Phantom Vision…”
“Could it be that this isn’t Kuai Kuai’s perspective, but sowhere ‘I’ have been before…?”
Fragnts of forgotten mories occasionally surfaced in his mind through visions…
just like…
decompression?
Was it the kind of mory revival that Young Master Tian experienced?
Was this ultimately a perspective or…
a mory?
The perspective moved deeper, and the mist in the dense forest beca thicker and denser, the surrounding trees older and sturdier; the rough tree trunks were covered in dried, old bark, and the patchy play of light and shadow seed to lead one into an aged, yellowed photograph.
Gradually, the trees began to twist into strange shapes, the mist winding between the treetops like ribbons, and through the haze, one could seemingly see the thick layer of moldy fallen leaves covering the ground…
A wind, from an unknown source, stirred across the ground, and beneath the leaves, it seed as if…
the land was filled with cracks with a dark red substance flowing underneath like molten lava…
This world was perated with an indescribable sense of oppression; it was as if this entire forest was the body hair of a giant, the earth its cracked skin, and the mist the steam that lingered on the skin…
unlike the blue steam of Sports Students, or the green mist of Art Students, this was another kind…
grey mist!
“Grey mist…?!”
The grey mist shrouded the dense forest, at the end of which seed like a portal to another world…
But it was not a pure door; instead, it was a vast expanse of bright fog that spread in the darkest depths of the dense forest, eerily luminous and bizarre.
Lin Yi grew more and more certain that this wasn’t Kuai Kuai’s perspective, but his Phantom Vision!
However, compared to his last vision, this one was obviously much clearer, even with many more details.
His perspective started to approach that portal; he knew that beyond that portal was a coastline; he didn’t find the Art Building’s shadow when he last had a vision from the coastline, but he felt that was the layer where the Art Building was located!
Traversing deep into the dense forest seed to bring one to the layer where the Art Building was situated.
However, just as he thought that this perspective would be the sa as the last ti, he saw a huge shadow flash across the dense forest on the other side…
“Clang, clang, clang…”
“Clang, clang, clang…”
Around, the sound of tal scraping against swords reverberated, as if a mysterious species deep in the dense forest was wandering like souls.
Weird, fragnted whispers slowly rose from unknown corners, mixing with the sobs of the wind, the slight trembling of leaves, and the sounds of mud and pebbles rolling, gradually being crushed and drifting outward…
It seed like a hoarse, hoarse call, as if saying:
[fanT…o…fRa…forR…idEn…]
[fanTo fRa…forR…idEn…]
Such a long-lost calling rhythm…
“This is…”
“The sound of the Heretical Choir!”
“Alien Angel…
Graveyard of the Deceased?!”
Lin Yi looked around in horror, the dim dense forest nearly solidifying into substance, layer upon layer like thousands of mountains; and deep within the mist, in a realm almost unreachable by light and shadow, seed to lurk so gigantic creature.
“That’s not the Graveyard of the Deceased…”
This was Lin Yi’s intuition.
He felt it was sothing even more terrifying, its form like a moving wall, slowly shifting across the ground, seemingly like so strangely shaped black serpent…
But in his cognition, no serpent possessed such a massive size.
He imdiately thought of the terrifying stream of people composed of Purebred Nightwalkers chasing Maozi and Mu Daxian.
Perhaps only such a stream of people could have this size, but Purebred Nightwalkers were all soft and limp beings; how could there be that sound of tal scraping against iron?
Just then, he heard a sound in the wind, like the lodious whistle of a whistle piercing through the dense mist, coming from the depths of the ocean riding the wind, seemingly crossing the divide of ti, drifting through thousands of mountains and rivers, finally arriving here…
That was…
[I Avgru…Nnen av tåKe og mør…ke jaGer for…Tapte Sjeler…
fanTo!]
[I AvgruNnen…
av tåKe og mørke…
jaGer forTapte…
Sjeler fanTo…]
As soon as this voice appeared, Lin Yi felt dizzy, feeling the environnt all around begin to twist irregularly, the Green Forest Belt turning into seaweed, the entire world seemingly sinking into the sea.
“Clang, clang, clang…”
“Clang, clang, clang…”
The gigantic creature slowly started moving, and more recent clanging, piercing sounds began in the wind…
Countless shadows seed to wriggle out from the depths of the dense forest, surging toward him.
“No, I need to go back!”
Lin Yi felt these sounds continuously stimulating him, trying to break through the limit of his cognition, and while his mind was still relatively clear, this “observation” had to end here.
Just as he had this thought, planning to anchor himself back to the Gymnasium, he suddenly found his vision rapidly swept into the only stable place amidst the twisting environnt—the portal enshrouded in a layer of white light mist.
“Is sothing happening?!”
In an instant, he crossed into the portal.
“Whoosh— Whoosh—”
“Whoosh— Whoosh—”
Everything was so familiar; once his vision recovered, he found himself once again on that coastal line.
The sea breeze carried a bit of salty humidity, black waves pushed onto the beach and slowly receded back into the sea, and the foam on the beach broke at his feet, like bubbles spit out by crabs…
The sounds in his ears grew louder, eventually drowned out completely by the deafening roar of the huge waves crashing against the rocks.
On this desolate coastline, not even seagulls and birds could be seen; he seed to be the only living being between heaven and earth.
He seed to hear a sound behind him, he wanted to look back, but an eerie thought surfaced in his mind.
“Don’t look back”
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