AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 606 - 275 This is not the Breath of an Angel (Seeking monthly tickets at the beginning of the month~)_2

Chapter 606: Chapter 275 This is not the Breath of an Angel (Seeking monthly tickets at the beginning of the month~)_2

After Boss said that, he suddenly woke up and vividly recalled three encounters from his mind!

It wasn’t really today after waking up that he showed signs of being affected by the angelic breath, but rather last night during his encounter with the Heretical Choir!

Mao Feiyang arrived at the campus with Mu Daxian on the evening of May 7th and was injured during dinner. Then on May 8th, he was contaminated by the breath, thereby encountering the attack of the Alien Angel or the Graveyard of the Deceased during the Grey Mist Invasion that night!

He encountered the Graveyard of the Deceased, was fortunately rescued by a Security Guard, and returned to the Dormitory.

Then, after a night of recuperation, he barely managed to expand his cognition through his dreams, thereby acquiring the concepts of three types of Angel Sculptures, but under the continued contamination of the angelic breath, during the daytime today, he got connected with the Sneering Angel!

That vision wasn’t only because he had envisioned the Sneering Angel, but also because the Sneering Angel was looking for the angelic breath on him, thus causing some kind of quantum entanglement on a dimension he couldn’t understand...

Putting it in impractical terms, it’s like "mutual attraction."

The Sneering Angel captured traces of him through a shadow, but Old Mo momentarily severed this connection; essentially, Old Mo saved him once.

And the Rage Angel that followed must also have been attracted by him!

This time, he was lucky; by a sheer fluke, the Homeroom teacher had arranged for him to go to the Gymnasium early, just avoiding the pursuit of the Rage Angel, and was saved by the Physical Education Teacher!

Which is to say, within just one short day after Maozi was contaminated by the angelic breath, had he already entered and escaped the grip of three types of Angel Sculptures at Ghost Gate three times?!

Especially during the initial encounter with the Graveyard of the Deceased, he truly felt an irresistible sense of helplessness; if the Security Guard had not appeared, he might have become one of the human-shaped tombstones in the Graveyard of the Deceased.

Lin Yi felt a dramatic mix of good news and bad news; the bad news was that he had encountered all three types of Angel Sculptures, but the good news was that he was saved every time.

If the matter had not been ongoing, he might have laughed hysterically.

"So, regarding beings like the Alien Angel, don’t you find it bizarre?" Boss asked.

Lin Yi scratched his head: "At first, it did feel somewhat uncomprehensible, but gradually... I got used to it."

Just like repeatedly confessing and failing, failing yet another time wouldn’t feel odd at all.

A complex look flashed through Boss’s cool eyes as she watched Lin Yi’s innocent face and sighed quietly, "There are some things that are better not to get used to..."

"Once you get used to it, there’s no escaping it."

Lin Yi’s heart chilled, but soon after he sighed helplessly: "But if I can’t get used to it, how can I safely get through these seven days?"

Boss didn’t know his situation and could hardly imagine the issues he had to face.

He understood, so he also felt somewhat helpless.

Boss looked at him, her gaze gradually returning to its coolness.

"Turn around." she said softly.

"Ah?"

"Turn around." There was an undeniable shine in Boss’s eyes, "Let’s see how much angelic breath you still have left."

"Ow! Alright, Boss!"

Lin Yi hurriedly complied, turning around to expose his back to Boss.

Then, he clearly felt Boss’s fingers gently touching his neck, and then moving along the line of muscles to his shoulders.

His body suddenly tensed, subconsciously raising his head and straightening his chest.

The next moment, Boss’s gesture grew firm, her fingers gripping his shoulder blades.

"Ouch, Boss..." Lin Yi was startled, feeling a slight sourness in his shoulder blade, and instinctively cried out.

Beside him, Li Huiyuan was also startled by this sudden scene, accidentally pulling a muscle, causing her calf to go numb and tingle.

"Try to resist it with your power," Boss’s cool voice commanded in Lin Yi’s ear; no sooner had her words fallen than her fingers were already tightening without waiting for Lin Yi to prepare.

Only then did Lin Yi react, feeling a strong, sour, and painful sensation in his shoulder blade, he cried out "Uh Ah" and instinctively wanted to pull his shoulder blade out of Boss’s grasp, but Boss’s fingers clamped down like an iron shackle, rendering him completely immobile.

"Don’t futilely struggle, it’s useless. Use your will to resist this sense of oppression."

Boss’s voice remained calm, as if such a clamp was as simple for her as eating and drinking.

However, Lin Yi couldn’t heed her words; he felt as if his shoulder blade was about to be crushed by Boss, the intense pain continually assaulted his nerves, feeling like his shoulder blade was about to burst into flames.

Boss frowned slightly, her fingers continuing to exert force.

Lin Yi felt as if his bones were about to break, he kept struggling, and subconsciously clutched at Boss’s palms with both hands, attempting to pry them open.

But all his efforts were vain; his strength was like that of a baby in front of Boss.

Li Huiyuan’s eyes were filled with concern and distress: "Boss..."

"Just watch from the side," Boss interrupted her, "Healing requires precise and appropriate measures, if we don’t target the root cause, any careless actions could backfire."

Li Huiyuan pursed her lips, reminded of her own initial experiences upon arriving at the Gymnasium, and fell silent.

Gradually, Lin Yi’s shadow began to distort, like some life-bearing liquid, stretching out curling tentacles in all directions, displaying teeth and claws, forming a strange web like countless threads interwoven together.

Boss looked down at the twisting tentacles of the black shadow, her expression icy, showing no superfluous emotions.

Finally, a faint breath began to stir above Lin Yi’s shadow, like rolling dust commonly seen in sandy regions, yet this dust was extremely clear inside the immaculate Gymnasium.

"So it has picked up some ’Ashes’... no wonder they flock to it."

Watching the extremely thin layer of dust, Boss murmured softly.

"’Ashes’...?" Lin Yi was somewhat bewildered, "Where?"

"In the shadows," Boss released Lin Yi’s shoulder, "More precisely, at the intersection of light and shadow."

Lin Yi hastily said, "The homeroom teacher asked me to come here to purify this breath, no, these ashes..."

Boss shook her head slightly: "Ashes can’t be eliminated."

"Ah? But the homeroom teacher..."

Boss interrupted: "The homeroom teacher couldn’t distinguish it that clearly; she definitely didn’t explain it like that to you. Think carefully, what exactly did she say to you at that time?"

Lin Yi was taken aback for a moment before recalling.

"Regardless, go to the Gymnasium, they have ways to help you remove the mark."

"The homeroom teacher said... you have ways to help me remove the mark."

"That’s right," Boss nodded. "So, I’m telling you, this isn’t ’a mark that can be removed,’ it’s ’an ash that cannot be eliminated.’"

"This ash... what’s the difference between it and a mark?" Lin Yi asked in frustration.

Boss explained: "A mark is the breath of an Angel, while ashes... let’s put it this way, a mark is like body fragrance, while ashes are like perfume."

"Your homeroom teacher thought you had picked up the body fragrance of an angel, but in reality, you got a kind of other-source perfume, which even for angels, is just a contamination."