AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 750 - 346 Lin Yi "Faceless Form" _2

Chapter 750: Chapter 346 Lin Yi "Faceless Form" _2

Old Mo nodded: "From its appearance, one could generally say it looks like a ’snake’..."

"Ao..." Lin Yi instantly regarded Old Mo with deep respect, never expecting Old Mo to have faced an entity of the ’Big Snake’s caliber directly. He truly was the ’Black Chef’ who even the Zealots feared!

"Don’t look at me with those worshipful eyes; I can’t handle it." Old Mo seemed to see through Lin Yi’s thoughts and explained, "I haven’t seen it myself. What I said is only what I’ve heard from others."

"Others? You mean the Convenience Store Owner?" Lin Yi asked.

"Sort of." Old Mo nodded and continued, "Those who are capable of dealing with entities of that level are pretty much only the Convenience Store Owner and their ilk... Don’t ask me more, I don’t know. If I knew, I wouldn’t need to take this road."

Lin Yi stopped asking, but in his heart, he kept thinking about the creatures Old Mo had mentioned before, like "Ymir," "Hydra," and "Leviathan." It seemed that the origins of these mythical creatures were all related to the Root...

At that thought, Lin Yi couldn’t help becoming intensely interested in Li Huiyuan’s "Mystical Genealogy."

"Could it be that Li Huiyuan’s major is related to this thing?"

Li Huiyuan’s "Mystical Genealogy" seemed more fitting for the Art Department category, yet through an unexpected turn of events, she became a Sports Student; indeed the ways of the world are unpredictable.

Therefore, Lin Yi continued to chat with Old Mo for a while.

Then, at a certain moment, a huge wave smashed mightily against the shore rocks, producing a thunderous roar.

"Boom—Bang!"

Shattered waves splashed wildly, instantly drawing Lin Yi’s attention.

He looked out and suddenly noticed that the already turbulent waves had, at some point, become wildly twisted.

The ocean’s madness, seemingly influenced by the Art Building, became terrifying and heart-shaking. Gale-force winds howled across the sea surface, like countless invisible large hands viciously stirring the water.

Black waves surged fiercely, like towering black mountains almost obscuring the sky. These waves were huge and ferocious, piling upon each other, colliding, and spraying water droplets like a dull curtain, fluttering wildly in the mid-air before the fierce wind wrapped them up and smashed them back down onto the sea surface.

Within the waves, there appeared to be black shadows moving about like ghosts, or like schools of fish endlessly weaving through, converging towards the Art Building’s direction like All Swords Return to the Root.

The storm’s havoc kept expanding, like a massive whirlpool, beginning to engulf everything nearby. The sea’s blackness was so deep, it was unfathomable, each wave trough resembling an entrance to an endless Abyss.

Huge waves slammed against the rocks by the shore, which trembled painfully under the force of the sea’s assault, and white foam crazily surged around the rocks making the coastline seem to shudder.

"It’s started!" Old Mo’s eyes focused intently on the Art Building’s position in Storm Corner, his gray eyes aflame with sparks, igniting stars of brilliance.

"This storm has some similarities to the tides, similar to how the tide rises and falls. It has been rising, and now it’s about to fall... In such periodic changes, there will inevitably be a moment when the withdrawing tide and the rising tide will crash against each other..."

"That’s when the gap will open!"

"I will use the tidal force at that moment to ’surf,’ and directly ride the tide’s power to take us to the Art Building."

"At that time, I will forcefully borrow your power, so be prepared and don’t resist, or I fear it might harm you."

"Okay!" Lin Yi nodded firmly, understanding the significance of why Old Mo had brought him along.

As a mobile energy supply station, his resolve was high, and he spoke the most resolute words one could utter: "Just don’t kill me, do whatever else you need to the brink of death..."

Old Mo’s mouth twitched fiercely: "Don’t worry, you won’t be killed."

"Hey, this sentence seems to have two interpretations..." Lin Yi mused internally, but voicing such a thing at this moment would certainly ruin the atmosphere.

At that moment, Old Mo suddenly exclaimed, "Here it comes!"

A dazzling light burst from his eyes.

Before his words had faded away, Lin Yi felt the aura surrounding them momentarily stagnate; then, an inertia-defying gravitational force erupted suddenly, accelerating exponentially and eventually sweeping up the surrounding breath.

As this breath neared him, an overwhelming push hit, making him feel the ground under his feet start to tremble, while the sand and gravel on the beach began to slide as if being sucked up by a vacuum cleaner.

And it was at this time that another breath made its presence known!

A nearly black, ink-green breath began to rise from Old Mo’s body, within which strands and wisps of golden aura could vaguely be seen interwoven.

Old Mo, entangled in both the ink-green and golden auras, exuded an aura of evil with a touch of sanctity, with the two entirely contradictory breaths coexisting harmoniously on him.

The arrival of this breath even dispersed the pushing sensation that Lin Yi had felt.

Soon after, he felt the supernatural power within him surge uncontrollably, seeming to seep outward from his body.

This sensation was as if he had been hit by the soul-extracting trick of a demonic cult.

Lin Yi quickly realized that this must be Old Mo utilizing his power!

So he tried his best to remain calm, but his instinct was primarily to resist such external will.

"Lin Yi, relax!"

"I... I am relaxing!" Lin Yi almost wanted to cry, thinking to himself that he was genuinely trying, but his body had a mind of its own...

"Lin Yi, what’s going on with you?" Old Mo had been drawing supernatural power for a while but felt something was amiss as if the taste was impure, so he gritted his teeth and shifted his attention from the Art Building onto Lin Yi.

Seeing Lin Yi at this moment, Old Mo’s gaze unconsciously drifted to behind him, as if a strange phantom had appeared there.

Old Mo opened his mouth, and a rare flicker of astonishment crossed his eyes, then he quickly realized something and changed his words, "Like this... you tune into my power, follow my power. We don’t have much time, success is the only option, failure is not!"

Lin Yi’s expression became resolute, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Alright!"

Induction of Old Mo’s power was not difficult for Lin Yi, especially under the guidance of Old Mo, smooth as if being led by the hand into a room.

Old Mo’s internal supernatural power was said to be mixed yet pure to a terrifying degree.

Describing it as mixed, Old Mo possessed all colors of supernatural power within him, comparable to the Angel Sculpture.

Describing it as pure, no matter the color of the power within Old Mo, they all followed their own trajectories, forming their "circles", without interfering with each other, all blending at different proportions according to Old Mo’s direction, causing various qualitative changes.

And now, he discovered that the supernatural power within Old Mo was pouring out like a torrent from within, affecting the spatial fluctuations within a certain range around him!

Such a fluctuation was initially wildly fierce, but soon began to coordinate with the surrounding storm, as if searching for some mutual frequency.

"Could this be... ’Domain’?!" Lin Yi instantly realized, "Old Mo has expanded his Domain!"