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Chapter 665 - 304: Sunken Ship, Castle, The Sea, and... Night Watchman

Chapter 665: Chapter 304: Sunken Ship, Castle, The Sea, and... Night Watchman

"Eh...That’s not right! That’s not a wooden plank!"

Lin Yi’s eyes widened, only to see that thing floating under the sporadic spots of light, emanating a cold breath, at least more so than a wooden plank; it resembled a kind of rough, hard, yellow-brown large square stone.

"Is it a stone?"

"Is it... that kind of stone?!"

This stone was not unfamiliar to Lin Yi; it was exactly the same kind of large yellow-brown stone block found in the stairwell of the Art Building!

The square yellow-brown stone blocks, half the size of a person, were piled up at the bottom of the swimming pool, untelling of how much time had passed.

It seemed to be a passage submerged in water, with the stone walls appearing to be etched with some sort of abstract symbols and text, now covered by growing moss, which like a thick green velvet blanket, seemed to conceal history itself.

However, the sound of the chains did not vanish due to this; deep within that dark passage, that eerie figure still lingered, it must be moving, otherwise how could it drag those chains that sounded extremely heavy?

Those must be thick chains, just like... the kind connected to an anchor!

[Lin Yi...]

[Come over...]

[Come over here...]

The voice bubbled up like a bubble from the deep darkness, accompanied by the ’gurgling’ sound of air bubbles, like a dying gasp of someone about to drown.

Lin Yi shook his head fiercely.

A voice inside him said - "Phantom Vision! It’s all Phantom Vision! It’s just a swimming pool! Just a swimming pool indeed!"

He swam upwards, passing through that layer filled with shimmering lights, getting closer and closer to the water surface.

He seemed to see the lights on the water surface, the wavering light amidst the ripples, like broken reflections of the moon, seemingly beckoning him.

Just as he neared the water surface, he seemed to hear a sinister, fluctuating laugh behind him...

[Ha...hehehehe...]

The next moment, he ’ploofed’ through the water surface, his head emerging from the water!

"Hu-hah, hu-hah, hu-hah..."

He breathed the fresh air hard, savoring that peculiar breath of the swimming pool... Huh?

Why... isn’t there that smell of the swimming pool?

The air carried a stench of the sea, mingled with a rotten smell. The water surged with waves, not too big, but forceful enough to toss him about as if he was a leaf on water.

"This... is not the Swimming Hall!"

This is...

"The sea?!"

"Whoosh—"

"Whoosh—"

"Whoosh—"

Black waves rolled in from the mist, one after another, with dense raindrops falling from the sky like soybeans, stinging his cheeks and skin exposed above the water, rendering his swimming goggles visionless.

He seemed to see endless mist but couldn’t tell whether it was sea mist or condensation on his goggles, or maybe both.

He faintly saw overlapping peaks, unable to discern if it was the appearance of mist between light and shadow, the actual coastline, or perhaps a mirage.

[Lin Yi...]

[Where will you go this time...]

[Where are you going...]

The intermittent calling sounds drifted from the depths of the mist...

And in these sounds, there seemed to be another kind of voice...

It was not a human language, but a deep lament mixed with the agony of storms, like the unnatural chant of a witch doctor during a tribal ritual, and it was the complete version of the calling phrase that Lin Yi hadn’t heard in a long time—

[I Avgru...Nnen av tåKe... og jaGer for...Tapte Sjeler... fanTome]

[fanTome...]

[...fanTome...]

[I Avgru...Nnen av tåKe... og

This voice soon overcame the sound of the howling waves and the pounding of the rain on the sea, turning into a tidal wave of sound that echoed under the Grey Mist!

Lin Yi felt a surging undercurrent beneath him, he looked down, and thanks to the water on his goggles, he could see the spectacle beneath the surface!

He saw a torrent like a school of fish in the deep water, emitting uneven calls, rushing in a certain direction.

Following that direction, he looked up, and suddenly... his vision began to flicker at a terrifying rate.

His mind roared, and immediately his field of view crossed an unknown distance, seeing a coastline!

The mountains on the coastline undulated, with only one cliff that seemed forcibly placed there.

Atop the cliff, stood a grand castle.

The castle shrouded in the storm, dense clouds obscuring the sky, leaving only a black sun hanging like a disc above the side of the Bell Tower.

Before a broken cliff of the castle, stood a silhouette like an iron tower rustling in his trench coat, holding the Ancient Lamp, calmly watching the Grey Mist that blanketed the sky.

The Night Watchman.

"The ’Night Watchman’!"

Lin Yi knew who it was, but seeing the Night Watchman in this "perspective", standing alone in the boundless darkness, in front of the castle, elicited limitless respect inside him, yet also a nameless sadness and sourness.

As if the fate of the entire World was borne on the shoulders of the Night Watchman alone.

As he "saw" the Night Watchman, the Night Watchman too saw him.

In that moment, on the vaguely veiled face of the Night Watchman, suddenly flared up a tuft of crimson-gold flame, like a golden sun igniting the endless night.