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He saw, beneath the black sky and amidst the black tide, the solitary art building like the last outpost in the world. That sharp blade pointing towards the firmament ultimately couldn't escape the fate of crumbling…

He saw the clock tower collapse into countless fragments, the quantum giant clock "Sanctuary" sunk by the "Angel" into the depths of the ocean, the Night Watcher, his consciousness lost in the bedroom, miserably torn to pieces by the power of the "Angel"…

He saw the Night Watcher before the cliff, holding high the ancient cyan lamp, resisting the terrifying storm, but still suppressed by the "Angel." Then, an endless army of super Night-Striders, mixed with grotesque sculptures like the "Serpent's Nest," surged forth, completely engulfing him. Finally, the ancient cyan lamp fell weakly onto the moss-covered ground, sinking into eternal solitude…

He saw the art teachers rush into the Night-Strider army, heedless of everything, their bodies being devoured as they charged towards the ancient cyan lamp. He saw countless people sacrificing themselves one after another, only to transport the ancient cyan lamp back to the art building, but the art building was overturned right before their eyes…

He saw the art teachers on the observation deck laugh wildly, burning away the last of their extraordinary substance, and then be submerged and devoured by the Night-Striders. Countless art students poured into the observation deck from the art building, continuing the radiance, but ultimately the light still went out…

He saw, in the collapsing art building, countless art students staring fixedly at the canvases before them. Amidst the dust swirling in the sky, boulders crashed down one after another. The art students died with their eyes open, the hands exposed in the ruins still tightly clutching their paintbrushes…

He saw the collapse of the art building's layers, the endless gray mist rolling with the black tide, infiltrating one layer after another, pouring into the school district's layers…

He saw the tide crash against the city walls, the natural chasm of the giant city ultimately unable to bear the weight, still breaking apart…

He saw the "Angel" descend, the world falling apart because it could not bear its form…

His world flickered faster and faster, as if through some butterfly effect, he saw the end of the world…

Finally, the whole world was a white light, and the view before him returned to the "Sanctuary" in front of him.

"Glug…"

He swallowed deeply, the skull seeming to exude cold sweat.

"No… This is a lie, right?"

"Just because I ran… the whole world is destroyed?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Lin Yi hadn't yet felt that his weight was enough to determine the survival of a world, but those scenes, one after another, were connected, as if telling him of some irreversible cycle and predetermined destiny…

In that moment of hallucination, he foresaw two Night Watchers dying tragically beneath the gray mist, foresaw the fall of the entire art department, even the art building ceasing to exist…

He wanted to run, but that thought now only dared to remain on the level of "thinking."

His gaze moved from the "Sanctuary" to the Night Watcher.

He sensed the fading of his instincts, as if telling him that this was almost it.

He regained control of his body, but this time, he clenched his teeth tightly, a battle raging in his heart. Finally, as if after some century-long decision, he suddenly grabbed the surrounding air!

And this time was different. The extraordinary powers that he couldn't previously harness were now all within his grasp!

"Whoosh—"

It was like grabbing into mud, stirring up that viscous substance.

At this moment, the aura of three colors flowed endlessly between Lin Yi's fingers, the terrifying extraordinary power was gathered by him, and then slammed heavily into the clock body!

"0—2—! !"

Lin Yi roared:

"I'm going to risk my life to add time for you!"

"This time, you have to give me more money! ! !"

"Duang—! !"

The bell rang three times, the air surging to the sky!

The terrifying air wave surged out, and Lin Yi was blown away, the shocking cracks spreading rapidly on his arm, as if a sugarcane stalk was violently broken!

Lin Yi crashed heavily to the side, struggling to prop himself up, but the broken arm made his face slam against the ground again.

"Cough… Cough cough! !"

Lin Yi coughed violently a few times, but couldn't cough anything out.

There was no blood left in his body.

He stared fixedly at the Night Watcher, and muttered: "If you don't come back… I can't ring it anymore…"

However, the third bell faded, and the Night Watcher remained unmoved.

"Damn it… It's over…"

Lin Yi's heart turned cold. He knew that he might be able to ring the fourth bell, but the price would likely be his own sacrifice.

But at this time, what was more terrifying than sacrifice was that even after he rang the fourth bell, the Night Watcher still didn't return.

To die in vain was worse than to survive.

Just as he hesitated, the entire clock tower began to vibrate.

Lin Yi initially thought it was the aura brought by the Night Watcher's return, but he quickly realized that the Night Watcher hadn't changed, and this vibration came from… outside the clock tower!

"Is it the 'Angel'? !"

He looked up at the dome of the clock tower, and through the cracks in the wall, he saw the chaotic void filled with gray mist.

In the chaotic void, black tides obscured the sky and the earth, enveloping the entire art building like a sphere…

Within the tide, the shadow of the "Angel" loomed, like countless large snakes swimming in deep water, emitting a sound that made people feel fear in their hearts.

Its outline seemed to be an evil stone statue crawled out from the darkest abyss and nightmare. It came from the end of darkness, not knowing where to yearn for. Its body was slender and winding, with many bifurcations, full of illogical distortions, making people feel a tremor and terror from the depths of their souls.

Through the dark tide, one could vaguely see its strange scales floating with dim luster, like scales, like feathers, like fleshy balls blinking their eyes, or some totem floating with illusory secret patterns…

The void was shaking, the world was trembling, and the art building was crumbling!

At this moment, the black tide surged before the cliff, and the observation deck was about to collapse!

"It's not good… This is not good!" On the observation deck, the voice of the art teacher "Golden Hair" revealed an undisguised bitterness. Looking at the collapsing clock tower, he took out the pipe from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

The storm extinguished the tobacco in the pipe, but he still tried to take the last puff.

It seemed that after this puff, it would be death.

At the top of the clock tower, Lin Yi's body trembled. At this moment, the shadow of the "Angel" was close at hand!

It was about to break through the shackles of the layer and penetrate into this world!

"Ugh ah—"

Lin Yi let out an unwilling roar. He struggled to stand up, but couldn't get close to the quantum giant clock "Sanctuary."

He thought he still had the strength to strike the fourth chime, but the truth was, as the "Angel" began to permeate, all despair was insufficient to describe the helplessness of the moment.

“Is this the end?”

Lin Yi was being suffocated by the pressure emanating from the layers and the surging energy of the "Sanctuary."

“Not… … over yet… … Don't… … give up!” Lao Mo roared weakly.

He glanced at Mu Daxian, whom he was about to rescue from the mirrored world, then resolutely abandoned this step, instead reaching into his own chest with his other hand.

"Boom… …"

His sternum shattered, and he grabbed his heart, which flowed with mottled colors, then yanked it out and hurled it towards Lin Yi.

“Put the heart in the bag… … zip it up, then unzip it again! Quick! Quick! Quick!!!”

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, but Lao Mo's triple shout made him react immediately, and he dragged his body to grab Lao Mo's heart, stuffing it into the backpack containing the tomatoes.

Although he didn't understand what Lao Mo meant, he did as he was told.

He zipped up the zipper, ensuring the backpack was completely closed, before reopening it.

The whole process seemed normal, the only difference being that when he reopened it, a chilling aura seemed to flash from the backpack, but at such a moment, such a subtle aura was really hard to distinguish.

“Haha… … good… … well done… …” Lao Mo watched Lin Yi complete this step, a look of relief appearing on his ugly-handsome face.

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A color as pale as bone quickly emerged from his remains, beginning to petrify him.

“It's okay… … kid… … don't panic… … everything will be alright… …”

“This is… … my… … agreement with the boss… …”

“What?” Lin Yi was puzzled, but after losing his heart, Lao Mo's remains petrified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“If you get the chance… … tell him for me… … save Mu Daxian… … out… …”

The energy surged, and Lao Mo, without a heart and petrified, was annihilated into countless fragments with a "boom," scattering into the air.

In the next moment, a large amount of gold-gray intertwined mist gushed out of the backpack, like dry ice vaporizing, and an indescribable terrifying aura rose from the ground like a towering divine peak!

"Om— —"

The whole world hummed, and the surging gray-golden mist seemed to become a kind of light curtain, and within that constantly surging light curtain, some kind of picture seemed to appear… …

The scene in that picture was not unfamiliar to Lin Yi!

“That is… …?!”

It was an arc-shaped passage, like some kind of air-raid shelter, with rows of shelves displayed there, the entire space flashing with red lights.

Convenience store.

In the light curtain, was the scene of the convenience store!

《I Have an Agreement with the Convenience Store Owner》

This is… … could it be that after sacrificing his heart, the convenience store owner is about to be summoned?!

This bizarre thought popped into Lin Yi's mind, but what was even more absurd than the bizarre was that this thought seemed… …?

A illusory and thin figure slowly emerged in this light mist, and in the next moment, a foot wearing flip-flops, with leg hair as scruffy as a beard, stepped out of the light mist… …

“Yo… … you really are a mess… …”

A lazy and somewhat magnetic voice sounded, even before seeing the person, it made one feel that the person who said such words must be a middle-aged, frustrated, and unsuccessful wastrel.

In the next moment, what was revealed was a pair of Hawaiian vacation-style flowered shorts, followed by perfect abs and an open-chested pajama top… …

Then, a head wearing a hat. This guy's cheeks were about the same size as his legs, with a stubbly beard, but his face seemed to be backlit, completely unclear, looking a bit like Urahara Kisuke, but from the overall temperament, he looked more like Wei Liang coming in his pajamas and flip-flops straight from the shower… …

Lin Yi shook his head, throwing away this unrealistic idea.

Although this guy looked unreliable, the truth was that with his appearance, the constantly shaking clock tower suddenly stabilized… …

That doomsday sense of impending doom also seemed to disappear.

“Convenience store… … owner… …?” Lin Yi blurted out, he seemed to see the guy's name tag, which was very sloppily pinned to his chest, and from the wrinkles, it seemed to be "… …-003"… …

Upon appearing, he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, just sizing up the surrounding environment, then muttering to himself:

“Owing so much debt, now I have to add another one… …”

“Let me see… … even the ashes have been scattered… … it's time-consuming and laborious to save you again… …”

“We're so familiar… … I'll just charge you the labor cost… …”

He glanced around, then complained about the clock tower's decoration: “This design, this decoration… … it's really boring and dull… … it hasn't changed at all in so many years… …”

He also saw the motionless Night Watcher.

“"02", as expected, something went wrong… …”

He moved forward, then accidentally tripped over Lin Yi, who was lying on the ground, staggering forward, accidentally bumping his head into the "Sanctuary"… …

"Duang— —!!"

The "Sanctuary" bell rang, and this time, it seemed as if a prosperous and peaceful era had begun, directly smoothing out all the restlessness… …

The "Angel," which had been infinitely close to the clock tower, also quietly retreated a little… …

Completely opposite to that was the convenience store owner's wailing.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch… …” He clutched his head with both hands, jumping in pain, cursing in his mouth, “Who left the hanger lying around—I'm a person, you know… …”

He squatted down and took a closer look at Lin Yi, then suddenly beamed: “Yo, isn't this the young man who brought a little girl in… …”

Although Lin Yi was now only a skeleton, and his identity had been concealed by Lao Mo, there seemed to be no secrets in front of the convenience store owner.

And strangely, even though the convenience store owner had already approached Lin Yi, Lin Yi still couldn't see the convenience store owner's face clearly.

Only the aura on his body made Lin Yi feel increasingly familiar.