Chapter 1187: 560: The Bell Sound Heralds Doomsday
Chapter 1187: Chapter 560: The Bell Sound Heralds Doomsday
“‘ta’? Which ‘ta’?” As soon as Lin Yi heard this pronunciation, he felt a bit uneasy at heart. “‘Root’?”
“‘Root’?” Tian Bufan smiled wryly, mocking himself, “You overestimate yourself. Even the Original Apostles spent years exploring the black sea but couldn’t touch even a fragment of the ‘Root’. How could newcomers like us possibly attract ‘His’ attention?”
“Then who are you talking about?”
“Angel.”
Lin Yi’s heart skipped: “The Angel that attacked the Art Building and was blocked by the Night Watchmen amidst the tsunami?”
“That’s ‘Him’,” Tian Bufan nodded solemnly, “But let me correct you, ‘He’ was not blocked by the Night Watchmen in the tsunami. ‘His’ true form isn’t over there. What you saw was just ‘His’ breath permeating, materializing in the cognition woven by the Night Watchmen, even the past apostles.”
“For us, whether it’s ‘Root’ or ‘Angel’, they are far beyond our reach. So to be blunt, anything among them would explode just by looking at it.”
“For a moth, as long as the flame burns it, it doesn’t matter whether it’s lit by a gas canister or a fighter jet’s flame.”
‘Root’ is like a fighter jet, and ‘Angel’ like a gas canister, but no matter what, as long as it exceeds a certain threshold, it’s all the same to them.
“But I don’t understand.” Lin Yi was somewhat unconvinced and puzzled, “Why are we attracting ‘His’ attention… Wait, could it be that my memory problem is to avoid the ‘Angel’?”
Tian Bufan looked at him meaningfully, asking in return, “What else?”
“Really?” Lin Yi was skeptical, “Isn’t our task to get the principal’s notebook? Why do your expression and our layout make it look like we’re trying to avoid the ‘Angel’s radar’ while holding a bomb to blow up ‘Root’?”
Lin Yi had never considered what he had done to warrant getting entangled with the ‘Angel’!
Don’t screw around!
Tian Bufan pursed his lips, “Just as a precaution.”
“And I can guarantee you, there’s definitely no plan involving ‘you carrying a bomb’.”
“So it’s ‘someone among us has to carry it’?” Lin Yi persisted.
Tian Bufan was speechless, “None of us will go, alright.”
“But what we have to do will definitely have some connection with ‘Him’… Don’t forget, the principal went to sea, and we are to get his notebook.”
“That ‘Angel’ has penetrated who knows how many dimensions, quite likely through future us infiltrating the present.”
“Don’t think the dream boundary belongs to one person.”
“Countless Dream Builders weave the dream boundary together, like a vast virtual network, while we at different time nodes appear as coordinates within the dream boundary. Losing your memory means you won’t have coordinates in the dream boundary, and even the future ‘Angel’ can’t infiltrate over.”
“This is an insurance.”
“And for now, it seems the insurance is well worth it.”
“Moreover, from the current situation, one reason causing what you see might be that as you keep ‘adapting’, your coordinates got exposed in the dream boundary dimension.”
“Thus, the Grey Mist Invasion escalated.”
“And the Night Watchmen, who also noticed abnormal fluctuations, had already rung the ‘Doomsday’s Bell’ on the day we joined school, when Maozi arrived at the Art Building.”
Tian Bufan slowly explained, carefully unraveling the logic, making Lin Yi break out in cold sweat: “Doomsday’s Bell…! Indeed, it rang not long after Maozi arrived at the Art Building!”
“Compared to the ‘Angel’, the ‘Night Watchmen’ are surely closer to Maozi, naturally able to sense certain issues and give early warnings, which is reasonable.” Tian Bufan pondered, “Thus, everything makes sense.”
“Moreover, you must have caused some major movements, otherwise the ‘Angel’ wouldn’t have come to snipe at you ahead of time.”
“But regrettably, even if the Art Building layers completely descended on campus and covered reality, ‘He’ might not be able to find us, let alone in the present situation.”
Tian Bufan mocked himself, “Trying to find a specific book on a bookshelf and tearing out a specific page is really hard.”
“Unless you directly topple the bookshelf.”
Lin Yi was startled by Tian Bufan’s words, “Don’t say the latter part, that frightens me.”
“Fear is right.” Tian Bufan patted his shoulder, “Only with adequate pressure will there be enough motivation.”
“I think what we should be careful of are those things.” Tian Bufan pointed out the window.
Lin Yi immediately followed Tian Bufan’s direction and looked over, only to see a twisted line existing in the space dimension on the boundary where the sky and sea interacted and merged.
The twisted line seemed like a beginner art student, using a coarse charcoal pencil to randomly sketch on the spatial canvas.
On that twisted line, a Sneering Angel occasionally drilled out, and occasionally, a drop of black water dripped out.
After the Sneering Angel appeared, it immediately dropped into the campus, merging into the endless sea of trees.