AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 797 - 367: Towards the Night Watchman

Chapter 797: Chapter 367: Towards the Night Watchman

And what made Lin Yi feel even more hair-raising was the vague outline which seemed to half-conceal certain things within... On both sides of the entity, there seemed to be some irregular protuberances pulsating deceitfully, as if they possessed their own life. They would wriggle and contract from time to time, resembling some special scales or bizarre feathers, or perhaps... like countless pairs of small eyes hidden behind, peeking into different Layers!

The dark tide twisted the entire world outside the Bell Tower, its body winding endlessly. Its head seemed to be entangled within its body, with each shadowy tendril’s end appearing to be its head, or perhaps none of them were. It appeared to be a type of even more terrifying collective entity...

After taking a few glances at it, Lin Yi immediately felt an ice-cold sensation, a coldness that penetrated deep into the bones, not merely a drop in temperature, but more like a freezing of the soul.

"Wait!"

"Could that be the ’Angel’ Old Mo spoke of?!"

After all, "Angel" was just a title; could it not be that serpentine form?

He immediately thought of the Night Watchman standing at the edge of the cliff holding the Ancient Lamp, as well as the nearly solidified "Tsunami" in front of him. Could it be that the three Night Watchmen were resisting the Grey Mist’s Invasion from different locations?

And these three Night Watchmen, each wielding the Ancient Lamp, the Quantum giant clock, and some other unknown Extraordinary Creation?

This thought raised the question, could it be that the Night Watchmen are the ones who protect the Three Realms and Six Paths as told in myths and legends...?

After all, weren’t there used to be six Night Watchmen...?

The vacant position of the Night Watchman...

Hiss—

Mu Daxian aspires to rise and become Immortal?!

The more Lin Yi thought about it, the more absurd it seemed, and his thoughts began to diaphanize...

It was at this moment that the deep and soul-shaking voice of the Night Watchman reached his ears:

"Young one... you really have come up."

"’Really’?" Lin Yi’s eyelids twitched violently. What did he mean by "really"? Did the Night Watchman not believe that he could come up?

He coughed dryly, not knowing what to say to the Night Watchman, so he adopted the phrase often spoken by protagonists in novels, clasping his hands together and bowing: "Uh... Mission accomplished, I passed your test."

"’Test’?" The voice of the Night Watchman paused briefly, "What test?"

"Damn it, what exactly am I anticipating?!" Lin Yi felt as though his expectations had been crushed underfoot by the Night Watchman, but he couldn’t articulate his feelings, despite feeling somewhat downhearted... So the Night Watchman’s phrase "the premise is you come up" meant the same as the playful taunts among classmates during his school days...

If you dare, hit me!

You think I don’t dare?

If you have the courage, come at me!

Come on then!

Come on!

Smack!

Wuwuwu, you really dared to hit me?

These scenes flashed by, but Lin Yi felt even more dejected as if his ears would droop down were he a little puppy.

The voice of the Night Watchman continued: "Don’t think so much, I just found you interesting and wanted to see if you were worthy to come up."

Upon hearing the word "worthy," Lin Yi felt better since it was somewhat of an informal test after all, not one presented by the Night Watchman, but by... that Quantum giant clock?

After all, it seemed that the storm had emanated from the Quantum giant clock.

"Come here."

"Step closer so I can have a look at you."

The voice of the Night Watchman rang out again, and the soul-shaking sensation was much lessened.

Because of this, Lin Yi no longer experienced the sensation of hearing resonant bell sounds thundering in his ears.

"Alright, I’ll come..."

As he was about to speak, he found that his body had uncontrollably started to walk towards the Night Watchman, like a machine that had been stripped of its will to control itself.

A sense of alarm rose in his heart as he tried to regain control of his body, but to no avail!

"It’s not Instinct, but... has the Night Watchman directly ’commanded’ my body?!"

Lin Yi was greatly shocked. For instance, the "commands" from the Physical Education Teacher had a hint of an imperial decree, but the Physical Education Teacher still needed a relatively fixed format to issue commands, whereas the Night Watchman already seemed to possess an air of force majeure.

Thinking of compulsion, Lin Yi couldn’t help but think of Old Mo... When Old Mo took him through a Layer Transition, it seemed to contain similar elements.

Could this be a common trait that appears only when Pollution Depth reaches a certain level?

"Will I be able to do the same in the future?" The thought arose subconsciously in Lin Yi’s mind, yet instinctively he did not consider that this meant that his Contamination had reached a level far beyond that of an "Experience Student"...

For some reason, as his subconscious began to accept this idea, it seemed as if a trigger had been activated, and Wei Liang’s sneering face flashed inexplicably in his mind.

"If I could command like that, wouldn’t Liangzi be able to enact scenes from H-comics wherever he goes?"

"Forget it, I’m not going to think about it too much..."

Lin Yi adjusted his emotions and focused his attention on the environment before him.

He still had no control over his body, like a person remotely controlled on a screen, able to only helplessly watch everything unfolding before him.

And he soon found out why the Night Watchman did this—because the layout of the Bell Tower’s top floor was not fixed.

Just as when he first arrived here, the entire top floor environment was constantly changing. The stones beneath his feet were continuously extending and twisting, and they would disappear out of sight as if they had abruptly folded at a ninety-degree angle. The surroundings and the top were constantly transforming, blooming like the petals of a flower.