AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 807 - 372: Rapidly Changing Vision

Chapter 807: Chapter 372: Rapidly Changing Vision

May 10, 20X023, 2:23, at the base of the Quantum giant clock "Holy Hall" in the Art Building Bell Tower, endless gusts of air burst forth from the clock’s mouth, engulfing Lin Yi’s body like the flames from a rocket’s exhaust.

Underneath that terrifying blaze, all that remained of Lin Yi was a charred silhouette; his body seemed to have been reduced to nothing but a skeleton...

...

20X023, May 10, 2:23.

At the same moment.

Lin Yi felt his consciousness shatter into countless fragments, washed away by the "Holy Hall"’s gusts, and the world before his eyes appeared as the scenery one sees from a high-speed train.

He saw walls densely covered with Super Nocturnal Species like ivy, along with twisted walls and cracks filled with malevolent Nocturnal Species, their viscous bodies appearing to have developed the articulation of insects, the scales of reptiles, yet also the teeth and eyes of wild beasts...

They crawled and leaped in this crumbling space, emitting sharp and piercing cries, which felt like a myriad of needles stabbing directly into his brain, nearly causing his spirit to collapse...

He then saw a long corridor, its end visible at a glance, which now seemed to have become an endless abyss. Each step forward felt like treading water, or suddenly crossing a vast distance; the distant door one moment seemed within reach, the next impossibly far, as if space itself was incessantly folding and stretching...

He saw many things overlapping each other; he saw cold torrential downpours, soaking into a corner of the Art Building as if infiltrating it...

Suddenly, he saw a group of Art Students!

In an opera house-like stepped classroom, many Art Students sat dejectedly on the floor; their hair as disheveled as withered grass, faces smeared with dirt and dried Tomato sauce, eyes sunk deep into their sockets, transitioning from fierce struggle to the vacant expression that comes with the ebbing of life, eventually resembling two parched, dried-up wells...

Their lips cracked like stone carvings, bodies still trembling slightly, their dark green robes tattered, with Tomato sauce oozing continuously from within...

In that classroom, the sound of "hiss hiss hiss" was everywhere – on the ceiling, walls, floor; fragments of Nocturnal Species and some active Super Nocturnal Species were seen all around...

"Has this place... fallen?!" Shock and sorrow gripped Lin Yi’s heart. Such sights were commonplace in the wake of the gusts, where defeated Art Students lay everywhere, some still being gnawed on by Super Nocturnal Species...

He also saw some Art Students who were still furiously battling, each wielding a paintbrush, creating art in the void with their willpower, as Nocturnal Species swirled Grey Mist around them, yet unable to breach their replication of space...

However, pure Nocturnal Species and Super Nocturnal Species continued their Invasion of the Art Building, and Grey Mist was ever-present to replenish their Supernatural Power; the Art Students struggled valiantly, yet always ended up at a disadvantage.

When the gust of air passed, the intensity of the Nocturnal Species’ Invasion was somewhat diluted, and only then could the Art Students let out a huge sigh of relief.

He also saw candles shaking in various regions; the flickering flames that now in his Perception presented an entirely different picture.

The candles swayed in the wind, yet paradoxically, were not snuffed out but rather, the gusts seemed to be providing them with Supernatural Power!

Lin Yi felt like he understood something. The violent wind, although merging with the heavy rain, was not in fact the "torrential downpour" it seemed, but was instead a clash within itself?

The heavy rain brought by the Grey Mist was abnormal weather, but the wind – could it be the manifestation of the "Holy Hall"’s power intervening inside the Layers?

"The ’Wind’?!"

"Could it be..."

Could the whooshing sound in the elevator be another manifestation of the wind stirred by the "Holy Hall"?

His Vision continued to expand, not slowing down even as Lin Yi’s sudden insight flashed through his mind, and he immediately noticed "Obsession Sculptures" hidden in certain corners, some constantly tearing apart the invading Nocturnal Species, while others seemed to have turned into sculptures after being drained of life force by time...

Patches of the Art Building’s interiors showed walls with peeling paint and broken windows, expressing boundless desolation, permeated with an air of desolation, debris piling up like mountains, like a corner forgotten by the world...

He saw the central art piece in the Art Building Hall "Life towards Death", which seemed to have stood unchanging through the ages, standing there unapproachable by any Nocturnal Species, not even the Super Nocturnal Species or Sneering Angel dared to get close, as if its presence marked an inviolable Domain.

His Vision widened again...

He then saw the Gallery; the artworks were placed haphazardly, and on some dark yellow-brown walls, traces of laxity appeared as though they were scars left by time, the stench of decay echoing through the Gallery, with the thick Grey Mist filling the entire space, moving like the gauze of ghosts...

Upon seeing the Gallery, those sounds began to rise again to his ears.

The Music box notes "ting ting tong tong" leaped into action, with the Little girl eerily singing a dark nursery rhyme.

[Children, hide and seek ~ one by one, hide away...]

[The small courtyard, a lovely place ~ brothers and sisters, conceal yourselves...]

[Dig and dig, overturn and overturn...]

[...]

He knew she was coming.

"Taa... taa... taa..."

Wearing little boots oozing with black filthy muck, she slowly approached Lin Yi.