AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 944 - 438: Burning

Chapter 944: Chapter 438: Burning

"Is there a possibility..."

"That the unnatural weather infiltrating the school itself is part of the infiltration force’s setup?"

The school administration knows so much about the campus situation, there’s no reason to create such an anomaly like allowing unnatural weather into the school, right?

The only explanation is that everything has been preordained.

Perhaps—

"I might be just another pawn in the game... but the question is, am I a pawn planted by the officials, the infiltration force, or neither..."

Things are becoming increasingly complicated...

Thoughts surged in Lin Yi’s mind as the group continued moving forward.

Suddenly, the eerie art teacher slowed her pace just a bit.

Lin Yi felt a sense of induction, and glanced toward the front of the group. In that instant, golden light surged in his eyes, transcendent power flooding his gaze...

The white mist before him gradually cleared, no longer obstructing his vision, and his visual range expanded instantly, as if equipped with a magnification lens.

Before long, he noticed that this floor of the teaching building was filled with deceitful angels.

All of the deceitful angels were slightly bent forward, covering their faces as if weeping, their backs adorned with feathers resembling petrified drops of water.

None of these figures had awakened yet, but their arrangement was highly deliberate.

In the unseen, it seemed as though they had formed a corridor—allowing the group to pass only through the path left vacant between them.

The time was now past 10 AM, the sun was supposed to be high overhead—but sunlight never pierced through the thick fog engulfing the teaching building. Walking here, Lin Yi and the others felt like they were traversing a dust-filled wasteland.

The eerie art teacher led the group through the deceitful angels’ ranks. Despite everyone knowing the angels primarily locked onto targets via induction, they held their breath, their nerves taut, their movements cautious.

Lin Yi’s actions were incredibly sly; he carefully maneuvered himself and Li Huiyuan into the middle of the zealot group, ensuring that if anything went wrong, the zealots in the outer ring would take the first hit.

After walking for a while, Li Huiyuan suddenly whispered, "Lin, Xiao Zi, do you think... these deceitful angels might simply never awaken?"

Lin Yi frowned slightly. "I don’t think so. The teacher is this cautious, which means there’s definitely something here. Be careful and stay close to me. If something happens, I’ll get us out of here immediately." _{f\ree webn ovel(.)com}

[****...Stay close to me...****] Catching the keyword, Li Huiyuan automatically filtered out the rest of Lin Yi’s words, her mind bubbling over with pink-hued thoughts...

Sure enough, Lin Yi sensed something amiss shortly afterward.

He heard soft, rustling sounds in the air—"shhh, shhh, shhh..."

The next moment, he noticed that every statue of the deceitful angels was moving—following their group’s movement!

And ahead of them, the path seemed endless, as if they would never reach its end.

"This is bad! The layers have been altered!" Lin Yi quickly realized the truth: the deceitful angel statues had warped the layers of this space. At this moment, their group was completely lost within these spatial dimensions!

"No way!" Lin Yi muttered in alarm. Now, he was forced to make a choice: "Either trust the eerie art teacher’s ability to steer us clear of the deceitful angels’ attack, or figure out a way to break free myself."

There was no hesitation—Lin Yi chose to break the pattern himself. He would never place his hopes in others—especially when that "other" was a zealot.

He slowed his pace—though walking pace had ceased to matter in this spatial distortion, psychologically it sent a subtle message: he was detaching from the group.

At that moment, a faint noise pierced the suffocating stillness.

"CRACK..."

The eerie art teacher abruptly halted, her steps frozen in place.

In the next instant, more cracking sounds echoed in succession.

"CRACK, CRACK, CRACK..."

The statues of deceitful angels began shedding their petrified forms, morphing into flexible, semi-transparent figures...

With limited visual range, Lin Yi scanned his vision carefully, only to discover to his shock: among all the deceitful angels he could see, not a single one was holding an hourglass!

Every deceitful angel here was of the old-guard variety!

"Something’s wrong! Something’s very wrong!"

Unease churned within his heart.

Why would these deceitful angels show up during daylight?!

Could it be that daytime, supposedly anchored to the presence of sunlight, no longer existed within this space? Judging from the "identity" anchor point, could it be they had lost the "daytime" anchor entirely?!

Daytime without sunlight—could that still be called "daytime"?!

Lin Yi’s unease intensified, and he started examining his surroundings closely, ready to escape at any moment.

Just then, the eerie art teacher finally unveiled her long-awaited solution.

She issued a directive aloud: "Anyone who still remembers their name, follow me. The rest of you, stay here and rest. We’ll remember your sacrifice!"

The eerie art teacher finished speaking, turned on her heels, and led Ren Jianxiong, Zhang Lingzhen, and the others away—without a backward glance, her pace increasing.

"Huh?" Lin Yi was stunned by the teacher’s decision. "This is her approach to avoid the deceitful angels?"

"Damn!"

What kind of strategy was this? It was pure sacrilege—it was sacrificing lives!