He saw that beneath the black sky, amid the black tide, the Art Building stood lonely like the last outpost of the world, its blade pointed to the heavens, but ultimately it could not escape a crumbling fate...
He saw the Bell Tower collapsed into countless fragments, the Quantum Giant Clock "Holy Hall" was sunk deep into the ocean by the "Angels", the consciousness of the Night Watchman in the room was stifled as it was torn apart by the Angel’s power...
He saw a Night Watchman by the cliff hoisting the Ancient Lamp to resist the terrifying storm, but was still suppressed by the "Angels", then an endless army of Super Nocturnal Species and the Alien Sculpture like "Snake Nest" surged forth, completely submerging him; in the end, the Ancient Lamp fell powerlessly onto the moss-covered ground, plunging into eternal solitude...
He saw Art Teachers rushing recklessly into the horde of Nocturnal Species, bodies being consumed while they pushed towards the Ancient Lamp; the sacrifice of countless people in succession was necessary to return the Ancient Lamp to the Art Building, only to see the building collapse before their eyes...
He saw the Art Teachers on the Watchtower laughing wildly, burning the last of the Extraordinary Material, then being overwhelmed and devoured by the Nocturnal Species; countless Art Students flooded from the Art Building into the Watchtower, continuing the glow, but ultimately, the light still extinguished...
He saw within the collapsing Art Building, countless Art Students staring dead at their drawing boards, as dirt and dust filled the sky, rocks fell one by one, and the students died with their eyes open, with hands revealed in the rubble still tightly clutching their brushes...
He saw the destruction of the Art Building’s layers; endless Grey Mist swirling, the black tide seeping into one layer after another, flooding into the campus layers...
He saw the tide slamming against the City Wall, the great chasm of the city ultimately unable to bear the burden, still shattering away...
He saw the "Angels" descend, and the world disintegrating because it couldn’t bear their form...
His world flickered faster and faster, and it seemed through some kind of butterfly effect, he witnessed the end of the world...
In the end, the whole world was a white light, and his Vision returned to the "Holy Hall" before his eyes.
He swallowed hard, a sheen covered his skull, as if sweating cold sweat.
"No way... This can’t be real, right?"
Because I ran away... the whole world was destroyed?"
"Is this some kind of joke?"
Lin Yi had not yet felt that his presence was enough to determine the survival of a world, but those images, linked one by one, seemed to proclaim to him some sort of inescapable cycle and preordained Destiny...
In that moment of Phantom Vision, he foresaw two Night Watchmen dying under the Grey Mist, foresaw the fall of the entire Art Department, including the Art Building’s nonexistence...
He wanted to run, but now, the thought dared only linger at the level of "considering".
His gaze shifted from the "Holy Hall" to the Night Watchman.
He sensed the ebbing of Instinct, as if telling him that it was about enough.
He regained control of his body, but this time, clenching his teeth tightly and torn internally, as if after some century-long decision, he fiercely reached out and grabbed at the air around him!
This time was different, the Supernatural Power that he had been unable to harness, now, he managed to capture all within his palm!
It was as if he had grabbed into the mud, stirring up that viscous substance.
In this moment, three colors of Breath flowed ceaselessly between Lin Yi’s fingers, the terrifying Supernatural Power he harnessed then brutally collided with the bell!
"I’m risking my life to ring this bell for you!"
"This time, you’d better pay me extra!!!"
Three bell sounds reverberated, waves of energy filled the air!
The terrifying wave erupted, flinging Lin Yi away, alarming cracks spread rapidly across his arm, as if it were a violently snapped sugarcane!
Lin Yi crashed harshly to the side, struggling to prop himself up, but the broken arm made his face smash against the ground again.
"Cough... cough cough!!"
Lin Yi coughed violently a few times, but nothing came out.
There was no blood left inside him.
He stared intently at the Night Watchman, muttering, "Son of a bitch... if you don’t come back... I can’t keep ringing it..."
However, with the third bell sound extinguished, the Night Watchman remained unaffected.
"Damn it... it’s over..."
Lin Yi felt a chill in his heart, knowing he might still ring the fourth bell sound, but the cost would likely be his own life.
But at such times, worse than dying, was that after he rang the fourth bell, the Night Watchman still had not returned.
Better to live a coward than to die in vain.
As he hesitated, the Bell Tower itself began to quiver.
Initially, Lin Yi thought it was the aura of the Night Watchman’s return, but he quickly realized there was no change in the Night Watchman, and this quiver... came from outside the Bell Tower!
"Is it the ’Angels’?!"
He looked up at the dome of the Bell Tower, through the cracks in the wall, he saw that expanse of Grey Mist swathed in chaotic void.
Within the chaotic void, a black tide obscured both sky and earth, enveloping the whole Art Building like a sphere...
In the midst of the tide, the shadowy figures of the "Angels" shimmered in and out of sight, like numerous Big Snakes weaving through deep water, emitting sounds that struck fear into the heart.