Rules-related weird stories: 4016

Before Lin Yi could be more shocked, Old Mo's voice resounded in his mind: "See the trajectory of the extraordinary power in my body now? Guide the extraordinary power in your body to converge... Just get it started, and I can take over the rest myself!"

"Okay!" Lin Yi quickly followed suit, and soon a stream of sky-blue aura gushed out of his body, converging towards Old Mo like a trickle.

Old Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. Only giving blue aura? How stingy is this little guy, afraid I'll eat him up...?

He grumbled in his heart, but Old Mo didn't say anything. Just as he had prepared in advance, as long as Lin Yi got things started, he would take care of the rest.

In fact, it wasn't that Lin Yi was stingy, but that he didn't know enough about the other colors of extraordinary power in his body...

As the sky-blue aura poured in, Old Mo smiled as soon as he sensed it, and immediately guided it over to connect to his consumption path.

"Good! Lin Yi, time waits for no one, leave the next steps to me!"

Lin Yi nodded solemnly.

In the next moment, as if the rope for leading an ox had been handed over, he felt the extraordinary power in his body gushing into Old Mo's body at a dam-bursting speed!

The muscles all over his body moved involuntarily, like a hapless victim struck by the Star-Sucking Art, becoming completely unable to resist.

"Lin Yi, don't focus your attention here, observe the surrounding environment, and distract yourself a bit!" Old Mo shouted, "I don't want you to get hurt!"

After saying that, Old Mo grabbed Lin Yi by the neck with a backhand, the operation as smooth as that of Teacher Wang of physical education, like a classic replica.

In the next moment, Old Mo bent down and exerted force...

At this moment, a bizarre scene appeared!

Everything around them seemed to dim, and the flow of time also seemed to slow down. The overwhelming waves also became slow motion, and the vortex of the storm slowed down a lot, the water droplets seeming to trace the trajectory of the gale...

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment: [Eh...? Why did my high-level perception trigger? Wait, my perception is normal...]

[Wait, is this the effect of Old Mo's 'operation'?!]

At this moment, Old Mo's voice sounded indifferently: "Follow me... 'surfing'!"

Old Mo moved, changing from a bent-over starting posture to an athlete's running posture at an "extremely slow" speed...

He seemed to be running very laboriously, the movement like a variable-speed bicycle starting on a large gear.

However, the truly bizarre scene only unfolded completely in front of Lin Yi at this moment.

As Old Mo ran "extremely slowly", the surrounding scenery, which had become almost static, actually began to flow.

When his vision received that kind of flowing appearance, it was like the starry sky taken with a time-lapse camera!

All the stars have their trajectories, and at this moment, so does the storm!

After two steps, Old Mo's feet stepped on a certain trajectory in the void, which was the so-called "wave" in his mouth. After he got on the wave, he took Lin Yi and glided down like a surfer...

The environment observed in Lin Yi's field of vision was distorted in some hypergeometric way, but this feeling of converging distortion was different from the tangled ancient trees like seaweed that he saw during the layer transition. At this moment, although the waves were distorted, they converged towards the direction Old Mo was moving.

They were like running on a painting with a perspective focus, and the art building was that focus.

In such a visual world, spatial geometry became crooked, and the castle-like art building in the distance looked like an exaggerated cartoon drawing.

During the shuttle, Lin Yi glanced at his watch, and then was horrified to find that the quartz watch was malfunctioning again!

The hands were now pointing to the 10th second of 23:12, but even after Old Mo had taken him a long distance, the hands were still pointing to the 10th second.

Did time stop? No, it didn't stop!

But the hands only advanced an almost imperceptible distance from the 10th second towards the 11th second!

[The scale of time... has been compressed?!]

[No, it's been stretched?!]

[Has the absoluteness of time... undergone a bizarre change?! Or is it a matter of speed?!]

[Relative speed under absolute time, or did absolute speed cause time to appear relative?!]

[Or has a relative bizarre change occurred in speed?!]

Lin Yi couldn't understand what the problem was for a while. If he didn't look at the time, he would only feel that he was being shuttled rapidly by Old Mo, but seeing the time, he couldn't help but discover that the scale of time had undergone some kind of incomprehensible distortion!

A kind of distortion that he could observe but could never understand, beyond cognition, incomprehensible, and even, impossible to try to understand!

Soon, Lin Yi discovered the trajectory of that storm surge, a huge vortex depicted by the trajectories of gales and rainstorms, covering the entire area where the art building was located.

The brilliant lightning seemed to be displayed in the depths of the cloudy sky like a perfect and exquisite work of art, and vein-like arcs extended from the edges of the lightning, like hideous tentacles.

And around that lightning, Lin Yi observed some figures illuminated by white light!

Those figures floated in the sky like phantoms, wearing xima pure, opening a pair of white and illusory wings, either holding hourglasses, or empty-handed, flying in the wind.

[Smiling Angels!]

Lin Yi was secretly startled, and then discovered that, apart from the area illuminated by the lightning, in the dark and dim sky, there were also smiling angels one after another in the places that the line of sight could not clearly observe!

There were too many of these smiling angels, like a group of dragonflies flying low over the field before a storm, constantly flying around the art building, launching a wave of attacks on the art building from time to time.

However, the stern castle exterior of the art building seemed to have an invisible barrier, like the kind of light罩 often seen in underwater dragon palaces in cartoons.

That "罩子" was illusory and imperceptible, but at the boundary, there was a slight difference in the flow rate of the gales and rainstorms. Under such relative flow rate, the invisible barrier was depicted, and Lin Yi vaguely observed some of it.

And those smiling angels were constantly colliding with that barrier, forming one concave surface after another on the surface of the barrier like poking balloons.

Some smiling angels broke through the barrier and squeezed in.

Lin Yi couldn't clearly see the situation inside. The barrier was like a plastic wind curtain in a cafeteria, seemingly dividing certain layers. It was difficult to see everything clearly from the outside.

Compared to the giggling angels flying in the air, the ground was the side truly facing the pressure of the Nightwalker tide.

On the cliff in front of the art building, countless purebred Nightwalkers could be seen!

These purebred Nightwalkers, just as Lin Yi had seen in his illusory vision, were pushed onto the dark reefs by the black tide. One by one, they emerged and surged onto the cliff where the art building stood, like a terrifying swarm of insects, climbing upwards along the moss-covered, almost smooth rock face.

Not only was the cliff covered in purebred Nightwalkers, but the sturdy pillars beneath the stone bridge connecting the observation deck, where the art teacher's office was located, to the main body of the art building were also swarming with purebred Nightwalkers. They emerged from the seawater, desperately grabbing onto the supporting pillars, and then, like ants, slowly climbed upwards.

However, although these purebred Nightwalkers kept pouring into the stone bridge, they didn't dare climb onto it. They only dared to crawl along the dark, uneven underside of the bridge.

It was just that there were too many of them. From a distance, they looked like a large group of geckos hanging upside down from the ceiling, wriggling towards the art building and the observation deck.

The storm enveloped the entire castle. Raindrops the size of soybeans constantly struck the weathered stone brick walls, bursting into countless splashes of water.

"Whoosh—"

Old Mo, carrying Lin Yi, rushed towards the art building like Gungnir, leaving a meteor-like trail in the vast night…

They quickly entered the art building's range, but instead of directly confronting the barrier like the giggling angels, they rushed towards the observation deck where the art office was located.

In this kind of vision, the art building was still an exaggerated cartoon-like appearance. Lin Yi could clearly see the water droplets, almost solidified in the air, one by one. They were strung together like pearls, and each one seemed to reflect his smooth, fleshy "faceless" face.

As they approached the observation deck, the water droplets slowly resumed their movement, the wind and rain began to flow again, the distorted time seemed to be smoothed out, and the dim environment gradually began to recover. The surrounding rain began to pour down on him.

Finally, Old Mo brought Lin Yi to a precise landing in front of the observation deck.

Just before they landed, the powerful inertia of the "wave" washed over them like the river of time, and the terrifying torrent seemed like a steam train crashing head-on.

Old Mo slightly drew his blade, tearing the wave apart as if tearing a piece of white paper, and pulled Lin Yi out of the storm's path, landing on the ancient and pitted stone steps in front of the observation deck.

"Buzz—"

A terrifying sonic wave swept through the layers, as if compressing all the howling wind along the way into this brief moment. It was so sharp and piercing that it didn't sound like any sound in nature. However, when it fell in front of Lin Yi, it was as if it was blocked by glass and could not cause any impact.

That was because Old Mo had already brought Lin Yi from the "wave" to the shore, separating him from that layer.

Feeling the "long-lost" sense of solidity beneath his feet, Lin Yi let out a long breath.

But before he could take a few more breaths, his eyes went blank, his vision was temporarily lost, his ears also lost their hearing, and he even felt that his five senses were suddenly stripped away, as if his whole person was thrown into a white wasteland.

At the same time, a strong sense of weakness surged from the depths of his heart, as if to squeeze out every last bit of strength in his body.

He felt a deep sense of suffocation. He opened his mouth wide but couldn't breathe, and could only whimper like a mute.

This moment lasted for an unknown amount of time, perhaps only a brief instant, but to him, it might have been as long as a century…

He gradually regained some senses, but there were no sounds of nature in his ears, only a monotonous, dry, and emotionless call echoing in the boundless void—

【Lin Yi… Lin Yi… Lin Yi…】

Soon, this voice was drowned out by the rapid sound of the wind, and his five senses began to return… It was as if the data reading was stuck and not read out, and it took a while to start "synchronizing".

However, before his vision had recovered much, he saw something being pulled away from in front of him, accompanied by a gust of wind and some sharp hissing sounds.

He was stunned, and although he had some doubts in his heart, he was still very relieved overall because he couldn't see clearly and Old Mo was by his side.

As his five senses returned, the feeling of suffocation that he had been feeling disappeared, and then he greedily gulped in air, like a dehydrated person embracing sweet spring water.

"Huff, huff, huff…"

He breathed heavily, even collapsing on the ground without any regard for his image.

The storm poured down, and Lin Yi's body was immediately soaked. In comparison, the small puddles on the pitted stone steps were nothing to worry about.

At this time, Old Mo's voice sounded in his ear: "This is the sequelae of drawing out the power in your body. Under the time scale just now, this 'aftereffect' hadn't caught up when we landed, and only fell on you just now… Are you still alive?"

Lin Yi didn't have the strength to complain, but just curled his lips fiercely in his heart. Bro, you know it yourself, I almost got dehydrated by you…

But even so, the effectiveness of the boss's training was reflected. Lin Yi's body "drank" in all the aura at a terrifying speed, and then instinctively converted it into strands of pure blue aura, quickly filling his emptiness.

However, even so, his body still produced some strong feelings of hunger.

While resting, he suddenly noticed some strange movements around him. He quickly looked over, and he was shocked.

He saw Old Mo stepping on something translucent at the edge of the observation deck not far away, grabbing a pair of wings with both hands, and tearing them apart with all his might.

"Huff, huff… Giggling… Giggling Angel…?!" Although Lin Yi was very weak, he still exclaimed in shock.