AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 785 - 361: Found the Target (Asking for Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month!)

Chapter 785: Chapter 361: Found the Target (Asking for Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month!)

Old Mo’s words put tremendous pressure on Lin Yi, who pondered for a moment before asking, "If that’s the case, why doesn’t someone help the Night Watchmen secure their position?"

Old Mo said, "King to king, general to general, soldier to soldier... Only when a lower-tier force shows overwhelming superiority does it qualify to assist the next tier up."

"But at such times, the three Night Watchmen are barely holding their own against the ’Angels’ poised to strike from the Root, while Art Teachers each eradicate Sneering Angels approaching the Art Building from their own Watchtowers..."

"Under these circumstances, it’s not unusual for a few Angel Sculptures to enter the vicinity of the Art Building, but those that make it this far are truly rare."

"Often, it’s better to man the Watchtowers than to come help in the Bell Tower – and that’s why I was angry, do you understand? It’s because of this that I was upset."

"Mu Daxian, that kid, is still too impatient."

"His Artistic Talent is indeed good, but he’s reluctant to consolidate his achievements step by step. Having made some progress and solidified only a superficial foundation, he rushes to the next step unaware that true profound accumulation should naturally lead to results, not to hastily try to split the heavens with a single sword."

"I had a premonition of his demise in the Cafeteria, betting there was an eighty percent chance he would die fighting at the Watchtower. I thought saving him would be easy, but I didn’t expect that the remaining twenty percent chance would happen – he ran to the Bell Tower!"

Lin Yi subconsciously clenched his teeth, muscles in his cheeks twitching.

The subtext of Old Mo’s words was, he originally thought it would be enough to accompany him to the Art Building, and then he could unleash his unmatched skills and even do other things to relieve the Night Watchman’s pressure, but he hadn’t foreseen the change in destination that catapulted the difficulty from medium to the highest level.

It was because of this that what Old Mo had considered a certainty – that Lin Yi could safely return to the campus area – had gradually mixed with highly unstable factors.

In the Bell Tower staircase, a thin mist began to emerge, moss had climbed up to the base of the candlesticks on the walls, and the cracks were beginning to leak the stains of torrential rain, dripping slowly downwards.

Sometimes, Lin Yi even felt he could hear the sound of the storm lashing against the outer walls of the stairwell.

"Whoosh—Whoosh—Whoosh—"

Wave after wave, it became increasingly unsettling.

Suddenly, Old Mo asked, "What time is it now?"

Lin Yi glanced at his watch: "It’s 1:14..."

"We need to move faster, or you won’t make it back in time." Old Mo didn’t hide the crisis from Lin Yi, outright expressing his sense of urgency.

Lin Yi frowned slightly, tightening his pace to follow Old Mo.

They quickly entered the fog zone, and the entire stairwell suddenly seemed to be covered with a dim layer of shadow.

Suddenly, he saw a figure, no, many figures, on the steps ahead!

"Sneering Angels!!" Lin Yi’s heart trembled, as the path ahead was filled with Sneering Angels!

But upon closer inspection, those Sneering Angels had an indescribably odd feeling, quite strange... and furthermore, his subconscious didn’t perceive them as much of a threat.

"Ignore those that are still, a brief glance at the moving ones is fine, just retract your attention promptly," Old Mo’s footsteps continued unstopped, his reminder resonating once more, "Look for a Sneering Angel carrying a lantern, or one holding an hourglass will do in a pinch... In dire times, if there’s no exercise bike, an old-fashioned bike will do too."

They soon approached the first Sneering Angel.

This Sneering Angel... from afar looked like a Sneering Angel, but up close, turned out to be a painted Sneering Angel on the wall!

"This isn’t real?" Lin Yi was taken aback.

Old Mo glanced at it and kept walking upwards: "Mu Daxian’s work."

"A certain sketching method, requiring extremely high Artistic Talent, which can utilize a brush to communicate with Layers, drawing within the Layers and then trapping them inside once the Sneering Angels enter."

"Sneering Angels are products of Layer infiltration, using Layers to strike them is very effective."

"Compared to my method, Mu Daxian’s is more energy-efficient, but... it demands extremely high talent, to trick the Perception of Sneering Angels with cage-like drawings is not something just anyone can do."

"Deceiving Sneering Angel Perception with drawings..." Lin Yi had once experienced Mu Daxian’s paintings in a Dream, where he managed to redraw space with limited materials, ensuring a safe night for Moss.

It’s hard to imagine, with ample preparations in the Art Building, his main base, what a thrilling affair it would be for Mu Daxian to actively "challenge" the Sneering Angels.

He suddenly realized his understanding of Mu Daxian seemed to still be paused at the Hentai clue – Mu Daxian had broken the wings of a Sneering Angel.

But when was that?

What year is it now?

So much time had passed, and with Mu Daxian’s talent and growth rate that even Old Mo acknowledged, he surely wasn’t just at the level of breaking wings now!

Cognition... was still too shallow!

But this explained why, along the way, he found Mu Daxian’s merit continuously escalating in his heart!

The reason lay right here!

His estimation of Mu Daxian’s strength was too low!

Just then, Lin Yi suddenly caught sight of something: "Eh! There it is!"

"Old Mo, there!" he pointed at the moss-covered wall not far ahead, "There’s a Sneering Angel holding an hourglass over there!"