AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 820 - 378 Old Mo Gives the Lamp_2

Chapter 820: Chapter 378 Old Mo Gives the Lamp_2

Lin Yi shrank his neck upon hearing that: "There’s something... I’m not sure if I should say it or not?"

The Night Watchman was taken aback and had a feeling that Lin Yi was about to start yapping, but still asked: "What... do you want to say?"

"Is it possible... that I might have already seen the Secret Mark you mentioned?"

"..." The Night Watchman silently facepalmed, "What else... Just say it all."

Lin Yi pursed his lips: "That’s it... "

"Really? That’s it?"

"Really... maybe?"

"That ’maybe’ is very spirited of you."

Lin Yi sighed deeply and sincerely said: "It’s not that I don’t want to talk, but there are many things that I won’t know unless you tell me... even if I’ve seen them."

"Also, about that emotion you mentioned... I could feel it the entire time. So when I saw that sculpture, ah no, saw that ’Quartermaster’ under the aura in the ’Holy Hall’, I didn’t have too much... um, impression."

The Night Watchman was rendered silently exasperated by Lin Yi: "Are you saying, you could feel that sort of terror similar to the ’Quartermaster’ the whole time?"

Lin Yi weakly said: "Somewhat... It was even more intense."

The Night Watchman hesitated for a while, then said: "Anyway, you go back to the Bell Tower first, we’ll talk about anything else when I get back."

"Then take care." Lin Yi instinctively advised.

"Mhm." The Night Watchman nodded.

Then almost a minute passed like that...

"Why are you still here?"

Lin Yi said in a muffled voice: "I don’t know... It seems like, I don’t know how to go back? It’s like I’m ’stuck’ here?"

"Stuck?" The Night Watchman was slightly startled, but immediately his figure dispersed into countless black crows, vanishing on the spot. A few breaths later, a surge of black mist formed, gathering the crows back together, and the Night Watchman’s figure reappeared...

The Night Watchman said: "I don’t have any problems, why don’t you try again?"

"Hmm... okay." Lin Yi nodded.

The Night Watchman instructed: "Don’t think about the way you came, instead imagine the looks of the Bell Tower... Imagine the appearance of the ’Holy Hall’, catch the trajectory of the aura from the twisted Layers, and then trace it back up."

"’Trace back’? Ow! I’ll give it a try ha."

After saying that, Lin Yi conjured an image of the Bell Tower in his mind.

Strangely enough, when the image of the Bell Tower appeared in Lin Yi’s mind, a channel twisted from the pure white light, suffused with a golden aura, slowly revealed itself in front of him, akin to a bridge across the other shore extending from the distant Layers, coming right before him!

On the other side of the heavenly bridge, he saw a hazy realm, and at its center was the very image of himself, sitting under the Quantum giant clock in the ’Holy Hall’.

With a shift of his thoughts, the vision before his eyes immediately blurred, and then he climbed onto the bridge like a slide, shooting towards his physical body like a streak of light.

"Repeater Kid, after you go back, hold it off for me a little while, I will be back soon." The voice of the Night Watchman slowly echoed in Lin Yi’s consciousness.

"Don’t worry about anything else, just transmit your golden aura to the ’Holy Hall’, just like that time when Old Mo absorbed Supernatural Power from you."

"Except this time, you will be the one to strike the ’Holy Hall’ for me, just one time should do..."

"’Hold off for a while’, is it..." The moment Lin Yi heard the beginning, he readily agreed: "I got it!"

But the Night Watchman’s words became increasingly off, wait, he needs to strike the bell as well to "hold off for a while"?!

"Damn it, is that something I’m actually capable of striking?!"

While speaking, Lin Yi abruptly slapped his thigh, and ’smack’, he abruptly stood up!

...

The year X023, May 10th, 2:41, Lin Yi’s consciousness ascended from the Layers of Dream Building and finally returned to his body, as he suddenly slapped his thigh and stood up.

"I... I’ve returned!"

He looked down at his watch in surprise.

2:41.

This second session of Dream Building had taken him just over ten minutes.

He looked at the Night Watchman’s body and the Quantum giant clock ’Holy Hall’ in front of him; on the surface, there seemed to be nothing abnormal about the Night Watchman.

But if one were to sense more carefully, one would find that the Night Watchman seemed to have become a lot more sluggish. He still maintained the pose of striking the ’Holy Hall,’ yet that form seemed to have frozen in place.

"Does ’02’ mean that I should wait until the wave of force has completely died down before I replace him and make a strike? If I’m lucky, his consciousness will retreat from there before the remnants of the force fade away."

Lin Yi steadied his spirit, feeling somewhat relieved.

The Night Watchman, this being that had protected the Art Building for countless years, his words were absolutely ten thousand percent reliable; if he said to hold on for a bit, then it was definitely just for a bit.

"Once he returns, I’ll deliver the final payment, and then head back with Old Mo!"

Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn’t help but glance towards Old Mo’s location, but what saddened him was that Old Mo’s body had already been almost completely annihilated!

Old Mo was originally in front of one of the Mirror World-like walls in the Bell Tower, trying to save Mu Daxian, who was cracked and barely holding together, and as he continued his rescue efforts, his body was endlessly eroded by the ’Holy Hall’s’ wave of force.

While Lin Yi was Dream Building, transcendent powers continued to vanish from Old Mo’s body, and now, Old Mo was left with nothing but a carcass.

His hand fell to the ground weakly, beside him was an old kerosene lamp emitting a faint glow, the old lamp had fully started operating, but Old Mo didn’t even have the strength to pick it up.

Meanwhile, Old Mo’s other hand, like an emoji of Ehr-Kang’s face, was reaching into that Mirror World, trying to grab the countless threads within Mu Daxian’s body, attempting to pull him out from within.

"Old Mo!" Lin Yi cried out in heartache, yet Old Mo seemed as if he had gone deaf, not hearing him at all.

"What kind of underlying logic exists in that world as mirrored as a mirror? How did Mu Daxian enter, and how can Old Mo save him?"

Although Lin Yi had met Mu Daxian through Maozi’s Vision, he hadn’t had personal interactions with Mu Daxian, so he didn’t have much emotional tie to him, but it was different with Old Mo; having walked a pathway akin to licking blood off the edge of a knife together, an unspoken bond had formed. He couldn’t bear to watch Old Mo be annihilated just like that.

"Old Mo! Old Mo!"

He shouted several times at the top of his voice, and finally, Old Mo’s somewhat scattered gaze slowly and laboriously turned towards Lin Yi.

"Lin..." he paused, his voice weak as a thread, yet he still changed his address, "huff... Kid..."

With a forceful motion of his right hand, he threw out the old kerosene lamp.

The old kerosene lamp glided through the air as if entering an invisible channel, fluttering haphazardly like a deflated balloon, and then accurately landed by Lin Yi’s feet.

"The lamp... has been lit..."

"Its efficacy... is enough to support your return to the campus area..."

"Remember... my words... take the elevator... at the Library..."

"You can trust... the Librarian..."

"But... do not accept... his invitation... to stay and become... the new Librarian..."

"If you encounter... any issues on the road... think back to... what I... said..."

"Old Mo! What can I do to save you?" Lin Yi didn’t hastily pick up the old kerosene lamp, for one, he was still waiting for the Night Watchman to return, and two, he wanted to find a way to save Old Mo.

Old Mo squeezed out a smile more painful than crying: "I knew when I came... that I was certain to die... trying to save me... is futile... don’t waste your efforts..."