Rules-related weird stories: 4016

“Help… Help me… Save me…”

As the song began, Lin Yi's senses felt as though they were being dragged into an endless vortex. He seemed to lose his perception of gravity, sinking erratically into an unknown abyss.

This abyss was like a rotating cylinder, the inner walls covered with broken sculptures, as if turning the surface of a corn cob completely inside out. Countless broken sculptures were densely packed together, surging like waves, or like fleshy tumors growing together, triggering intense trypophobia while also exuding a heretical and terrifying beauty.

This structure was just like the "Heretical Choir" – that "Grave of the Dead!"

Lin Yi felt his consciousness begin to sink, descending into the depths of darkness within the endless abyss.

The song of the countless broken sculptures seeped into his ears like liquid amber, as if to carve heretical patterns into his brain…

He felt his will about to dance madly to their devilish tremolo, his throat also seeming to uncontrollably produce arias that did not belong to him, as if to echo their song…

He murmured, yet desperately restrained himself, but every tremor in his consciousness seemed to squeeze his soul and mind. He felt his will about to be broken down and then reorganized into some unknown new form of consciousness… If that happened, he might no longer be himself.

This heretical yet solemn song seemed to recombine into a bizarre form in the abyss, like a crown that had been displayed on the abyss throne since ancient times, releasing a firefly-like color in the lightless darkness…

The song of the broken sculptures seemed to melt Lin Yi's consciousness into ripples…

In a trance, he muttered, as if recalling some murmuring whispers – when he first ascended to the 5th floor of Teaching Building B with Li Huiyuan, he had heard a similar sound, which seemed to be…

【"When the Black Moon withers… the mourners return from the endless deep sea"…】

When the song had been sung over and over to a certain extent, Lin Yi finally remembered the sound he had once heard. He seized the deepest melody in his mind and focused his attention on his wrist!

The time on the watch on his wrist was indeed frozen at 13:36!

The second hand was almost motionless!

And on his finger, the Ouroboros ring had been put on at some point!

Deep Dream Construct!

It really is a Deep Dream Construct!

"Wake up! Since that's the case, then wake up!" Lin Yi shouted in his heart.

The only self-breaking method for Deep Dream Construct is for the dreamer himself to realize the existence of the dream.

As soon as he had the thought, the endless abyss really seemed to have been cleaved open by a huge axe from the outside, and a crack immediately appeared.

White light poured in from the crack, like a hazy beam of light hitting the deep sea.

The next moment, the darkness stirred up a vortex, as if schools of fish were circling around Lin Yi, but before these fish could entangle Lin Yi, they swam towards the abyss with the shattering of the dream.

"Boom—"

His vision suddenly returned, and Lin Yi's consciousness returned to A'gui's body.

He released his perception and scanned the ceiling of the classroom.

The layers of the ceiling were indeed faintly distorted. At the folds of the layers, there were perhaps the countless broken sculptures…

And in the bookshelf area at the back of the lecture hall, the grid-like spatial patterns still presented a shape that was squeezed by gravity. Near the broken window, the real layers seemed to have undergone some kind of distortion, constantly approaching nothingness.

Perhaps in this realm of nothingness, the art building with its erratic coordinates might exist.

Sensing this far, Lin Yi suddenly had a strange conjecture…

"Wait a minute…"

"Black Moon…"

"'Black Moon Apostle'…"

"Black Moon Outpost…"

…

Lin Yi repeatedly chewed on these words, and thought about the strange song of the broken sculptures:

【Destiny is like a ring made of Ouroboros… going around and around and returning to the starting point…】

…

【When the Black Moon withers…】

【Sing my name…】

…

He also recalled the mocking voices he had heard the last time he came…

【You said… "When the Black Moon withers… the mourners return from the endless deep sea"…】

【You forgot…】

【You forgot!!】

【No…】

【We will wait for you…】

【Wait for you to take us away…】

…

Lin Yi's eyes flickered.

"'When the Black Moon withers'…"

"'Return'…"

"'Wait for you to take us away'…"

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it felt, and finally he took a deep breath.

"Hiss…"

"These broken sculptures… could they be planning to use me as a sacrifice to carry out some kind of horrific ritual sacrifice?!"

Could it be that kind of ritual like Yuan Datou's?

Datou ah Datou… you're here… If the call is directed at the "called", then would the original Yuan Datou have heard such a call?

Or, could these broken sculptures be related to Ash?

The… manifestation of Ash?

Or even…

The more Lin Yi thought about it, the more outrageous it became. Finally, one terrifying conjecture after another suddenly sprang into his mind.

According to the information that Lao Mo said before, the experienced students who are caught in the vortex of the layers and cannot extricate themselves will drift continuously in the layers, and eventually become dead body sculptures. Then, according to this logic, could there be a certain layer where countless broken sculptures are chained up and hung up?

Some kind of forbidden area, some kind of cage, some kind of seal, or even… some kind of exile?

That layer where countless broken sculptures have been exiled uses calls to constantly erode the will of some kind of "unit" in the display layer. The principle may be the same as that of the "Law Makers" who are exiled by time, constantly infiltrating the dimension of time, and then eroding the consciousness of the Dream Constructor…

It's like a radio station. "Law Makers" have their own exclusive pollution wavebands, and broken sculptures also have their own pollution wavebands. Only when the waveband is in place can they receive their pollution…

Some people don't have enough pollution, and they can't come into contact with this kind of pollution in their entire lives.

And Lin Yi's flexible pollution bottom line keeps him in a state of "tuning," receiving a little bit from here and a little bit from there… He's stained with all kinds of pollution, but he's still alive and kicking.

At this moment, A'gui's body trembled uncontrollably, and strands of fire began to overflow from its muscle fibers, the dancing flames resembling hair.

Lin Yi stopped thinking wildly and focused all his attention back on A'gui's body.

"It's almost absorbed…"

According to the original plan, I should detonate the Ashes now, then open the classroom door to attract the attention of all the transcendent creatures and polluters in this layer, drawing hatred for Tian Bufan's exploration.

But with Zhang Lingzhen here, I no longer need to open the classroom door myself.

I am now a stationary, charging grand mage, able to continuously accumulate power as long as I don't move, even though I'm already overloaded.

Lin Yi only has one thought in his mind now: "Get more, get more."

When Zhang Lingzhen opens the door, I'll give her a big one right in the face.

About a minute or so passed, and heavy footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

Each step sounded like a heavily armored warrior stomping on wooden planks.

But Lin Yi knew it was Zhang Lingzhen coming.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

The classroom door began to glow red, like a piece of iron scorched by high heat...

But Zhang Lingzhen didn't break through the red-hot door; instead, she still reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

Lin Yi seemed to realize something; the door's attribute seemed to exist for a reason. Its existence was not only a physical barrier but also a dimensional one.

Could it be that this seemingly empty framework was the true characteristic that the 'Architect' gave to the school district?

The 'Architect's' role isn't aimed at the physical layer but at the 'framework' of a void hypothesis?

Lin Yi didn't think much about it, nor did he have time to think much about it. His attention was focused on the doorknob, which was almost melted but still maintained its shape.

Finally, with a "click," the doorknob was pressed down.

The door cracked open slightly, and a terrifying heatwave rushed in like steam.

"Hoo--"

The majestic red steam, even denser than the physical education teacher, was extremely violent and wild.

The door opened, revealing endless hot wind and scorching air currents. The air and space twisted in both directions, and the door frame also showed signs of distortion.

Zhang Lingzhen, like a patient who couldn't walk, leaned weakly against the door frame, looking as if she would fall with a gust of wind.

However, in her fully unleashed "Ash Apostle" state, she seemed to be surrounded by countless violent fire snakes, tearing at everything around her. The resulting ruggedness of space made it seem as if she was incompatible with the world.

"Ha... llo..."

Zhang Lingzhen smiled morbidly, like someone who had just escaped from a mental hospital. Despite being surrounded by flames and her skin being red, her face was abnormally pale as frost.

She looked at the surging aura of Ashes within Lin Yi's body, and her tender tongue, covered in mucus, darted out to lick the corner of her mouth.

"Ashes..."

"Wonderful... wonderful..."

She walked into the classroom, and the scorching heatwave, along with the hot wind, dispersed the lingering shadows in the classroom. The fire snakes raged like venomous fumes.

Before even approaching A'Gui, the heatwave had already reached him. In the distorted air, a phantom face closely resembling Zhang Lingzhen faintly appeared, like Zhang Lingzhen's soul.

Behind Zhang Lingzhen, the flames were also distorted, but within the twisted folds, another image floated...

A pile of corpses formed by the continuous fusion of endless incomplete remains. The corpse pile floated in the void, with countless "roots" hanging down, looking like a jellyfish or a giant octopus from afar.

An octopus formed by countless corpses being violently and roughly mixed together by an invisible hand.

The phantom of the 'Burial Body'.

An 'Ash Apostle' with two phantoms... This bizarre scene made Lin Yi feel very strange.

"Save... save me... save me..."

The illusory outline of Zhang Lingzhen that appeared in front of A'Gui shouted something in an extremely hoarse voice, but the sound was like shouting against the wind. Before it could travel far, it was violently torn apart in the air current.

"Save... save..."

She just repeated this call, seeming to yearn to be heard, but the phantom of the 'Burial Body' didn't give her any chance and dragged her back into its body.

At the same time, Zhang Lingzhen came step by step in front of A'Gui. Her expression became more and more perverted, sometimes raising her eyebrows and sucking, sometimes licking the corner of her mouth, her face mixed with an extremely joyful look.

"I thought 'Ashes' was already a rare delicacy..." Zhang Lingzhen said slowly, but Lin Yi could feel that it was the will of the 'Burial Body' speaking, "I didn't expect... you are."

Lin Yi didn't answer, and Zhang Lingzhen slowly came in front of him.

"Oh? It seems that you can't move because you absorbed too much power?"

Zhang Lingzhen smiled sinisterly.

"Power will make people swell, and you, my friend... look at how swollen you've become?"

"Stole my flesh and blood... but can only do this much?"

"What a pity... what a pity."

As she spoke, she swayed her morbid body and came in front of A'Gui.

"But in terms of the form of this body... it seems more durable than this stupid woman."

"Not bad... not bad... I'll take over this body next."

She stopped in front of the rich transcendent power around A'Gui, which was so dense that it could almost drip water, and examined A'Gui's body, her crazy eyes full of satisfaction.

The next moment, the flames around her enveloped A'Gui.

"Hoo hoo..."

The raging flames seemed like a huge ball, breaking through the transcendent power gathered in front of Lin Yi and enveloping A'Gui's body.

In Zhang Lingzhen's eyes, A'Gui didn't seem to pose a threat at this moment, at least, it was impossible to compare with the 'Ash Apostle' in its full state.

Lin Yi looked at Zhang Lingzhen, silently calculating the distance.

A little closer...

A little closer...

He kept chanting in his heart. Although it was enough for him to explode at this time, maybe he could detonate Zhang Lingzhen's Ashes along with him if he got a little closer...

The dog-like thinking is always as dog-like... and even more despicable as possible in extreme environments.

Zhang Lingzhen still didn't notice anything unusual. In fact, it did, but its eyes were only left with the appreciation of A'Gui's body.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to shape the roots into such a perfect form.

As it approached, the flames around it directly merged with A'Gui's transcendent power, and its body, ignited by Ashes, finally covered A'Gui's body.