[fanTome...fRa forRidEn...]
[fanTome...fRa...forRidEn...]
If the distant era were a carriage, this sound was a wheel that had accidentally rolled off when the carriage fell apart.
Even a mere echo in an empty valley could crush countless ants beneath its higher-dimensional weight.
Were the ants innocent?
No.
Because ants did not even qualify to be innocent.
Every muscle and every bone in Lin Yi's body seemed to develop a mind of its own, trembling uncontrollably with a clattering sound.
He... felt like a little man made of building blocks, about to fall apart, as though the slightest misstep would shatter him.
He felt a bone-piercing chill from the inside out. Merely hearing this single syllable had sent fear spreading from the depths of his heart, engulfing him like a boundless black tide.
He suddenly noticed that the Athlete Students had tightened their range of movement as though facing a formidable enemy. The abnormal Art Students and Nonhuman Classmates had not seized the opportunity to pursue them, either. Instead, they stared at the humanoid sculpture with expressions of obsession and madness.
Like believers bathing in the glory of their lord.
[fanT...ome...fRa...forR...idEn...]
They tried these syllables, trying to touch the response from the distant era where those syllables belonged. They stood perfectly straight in incredibly stiff postures, like gravestones erected over solitary graves.
[fanTome...]
The humanoid sculpture rippled like the Venom symbiote subjected to high-frequency sound waves, chanting in a nearly crazed, incomprehensible voice the prayer that made Lin Yi feel suffocated and mentally shattered:
[I AvgruNnen... av tKe og mrke... jaGer forTapte... Sjeler fanTome...]
[fanT...ome...fRa...forR...idEn...]
[fanTome fRa...forR...idEn...]
The fanatics sounded resentful yet yearning, weeping yet pleading, like a choir from hell rejoicing in unison in a purgatory of horrors...
Suddenly, heavy footsteps shattered the spellbound night.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Moonlight cast a