"This...?!" Lin Yi did not know whether to feel awed or terrified. He knew the cognitive contamination of the "Proto-Type Ashes Apostles" had dragged him into an unknown abyss layer, but he had never expected the mystical runes the Little Girl had branded on his hand to penetrate it along with him!
But the Little Girl's mystical runes had been branded on his original body. How had they penetrated this place through his will?
Unless... that brand had never been placed on his "body" in the first place, but on...
"A cognition anchor?!"
Before Lin Yi could recover from his shock and fear, the Little Girl's hollow, ethereal voice suddenly sounded beside his ear:
"Little fwiend, you can't steal... something I've set my sights on..."
That voice seemed to be negotiating with the "Proto-Type Ashes Apostles," yet it also sounded like someone prone to fantasies muttering into empty space.
There was not the slightest response from the infinite darkness.
The "Proto-Type Ashes Apostles" was merely the projection of the entire "Ashes Apostles" pathway into the current world, a tangible derivative. Rather than an intelligent being, it was more like some unyielding mechanism.
After Lin Yi's will had been dragged here, he had lost his perception of time, and he had no way to find a means of leaving anytime soon.
The sudden appearance of the Little Girl's mystical runes seemed to have given him an opportunity, but an unprepared person might not be able to seize an opportunity even when it came.
Just then, the mystical runes ignited with a mass of golden flame in the darkness.
The flame slowly rose, thick as lava. As the lava flowed, even the darkness began to melt along with it.
Lin Yi knew his chance had come and hurriedly guided his will toward