Chapter 392 The terrifying "Obsession Sculpture Corridor"
X May 10, 2023, 3:35, in the lobby of the Art Building.
Lin Yi's "intrusion" originally did not cause too many ripples in the depressing backwater, but the Smiling Angel was attracted and pulled away, which made the struggling art students feel a sudden drop in pressure, so some art students discovered Lin Yi's existence.
"Holy shit, someone... ran away?!"
"Why are there so many Laughing Angels heading towards him?"
"The Laughing Angel...is this good?"
People will always pay attention to the most shocking scene, or...several scenes first, and the picture in front of them is obviously not only eye-catching, but also a great shock to the artist's soul.
A bold guy took away the hatred of the laughing angels in the entire hall.
The artistic content is as high as three or four stories high, but the painting style is very crazy and broken...
If Lin Yi knew what their first reaction was, he would really want to die.
Please, there is someone here to relieve your stress when you are desperate. You don’t care if I am wearing an armor or a little devil fairy!
There was a discerning art student who recognized Lin Yi's "identity" through the old kerosene lamp in Lin Yi's hand.
"Housekeeper...? Isn't he lost?"
"Whether he is lost or not, he intends to help us. Now that he can relieve the pressure, hurry up and fill in the holes!"
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Lin Yi on the other side quickly approached the cold corridor. There were many corridors distributed in the hall of the art building, but the corridor where the "Obsession Sculpture" was entangled was extremely dark, as if not even a faint light could shine in.
As I approached the corridor, I felt as if I had stepped half-foot into the edge of a forgotten nightmare. My vision in the darkness was pulled by a heavy sense of depression, and I could only barely see the outline of the humanoid sculpture of obsession at the edge of the corridor.
This is the first time that Lin Yi has observed these sculptures so close. Each of them is like a prison shell of a soul dragged out from the depths of darkness. Its outline is vaguely visible in the faint light, as if it has been eroded by time, or distorted by some mysterious force.
It is hard to imagine how much torture and pain it has gone through to transform from an art student to this appearance.
As Lin Yi approached, the "Obsession Sculptures" finally triggered the hunting mechanism after their "territory" was violated. Their gray eyes began to rotate "like bones", and the two dim lights slowly condensed, as if the nuclear power furnace of the super mecha was ignited, and finally shone with a dark golden light.
Immediately afterwards, there was a slight "click" sound, as if it was a sign of the ice breaking, and fine cracks began to appear on the bodies of the "obsession sculptures". Then, their bodies, which were as still as dead objects, began to tremble slightly, and stone fragments fell like fine sand, like ancient seals peeling off.
The body of the "Obsession Sculpture" is covered with cracks, and the limbs seem to be pulled by invisible threads. They start to move in an extremely unnatural posture, and the joints make a tooth-breaking "crunching" sound. Every move is like a painful struggle against long-term imprisonment.
After sensing the pollution fluctuations of Lin Yi and the Laughing Angel, the nearest obsessive sculptures seemed to have been summoned by some kind of call. They tentatively stretched out their arms from the corridor. Following their movements, the flickering candlelight seemed to be obscured by black mist, and a huge shadow appeared.
The body of the "Obsession Sculpture" merged into the shadows, and it reached out to grab Lin Yi at the front.
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They let out a low roar, as if their souls had been trapped in the endless darkness for countless years, praying for the fall of light day and night, but when the light actually appeared, they were stung by the light and did not dare to get close, but they wished to destroy it.
Complex, collapsed, crazy...
The palm of the Obsession Sculpture quickly fell in front of Lin Yi.
When the crisis came, Lin Yi trembled with excitement, and there was a bit of madness in his eyes.
"Ho ho ho..." Lin Yi also let out a deep laugh, and the golden light floated in his eyes, but compared to the golden light of existences such as the Obsessive Sculpture and the Smiling Angel, the golden light in his eyes was more like a burning golden flame.
Lin Yi moved at will, "Super Perception" was activated in real time, his perception of time suddenly became sharper, and the movements of the obsessional sculpture suddenly became sluggish in his eyes.
He restrained his desire to dodge, until the palm of the Obsession Sculpture was about to come close to his skin, he burst out with an instant acceleration and used the traditional leg technique "Asura Flash" to dodge the attack.
As soon as he gets out of the way, the unlucky one will naturally be the Laughing Angel.
But Lin Yi did not quickly discover that although the obsession’s sculpture restrained the Laughing Angel, but like a flytrap, one needs to be digested before it can deal with the next one.
Lin Yi gritted his teeth, feeling that there was still some discrepancy between this obsessional sculpture and his imagination!
The scene in his imagination should be that he dragged the Laughing Angel to the entrance of the corridor, and then the Obsession Sculpture crazily hunted the Laughing Angel, but the reality was very different...
He thought the Obsession Sculpture's fight against the Laughing Angel was Plants vs. Zombies, but the real situation turned out to be Zuma.
"No, we have to make more obsession sculptures move!"
Lin Yi lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
3:36.
He quickly calculated in his mind.
"There is only one corridor left after leaving the lobby of the Art Building, and it does not take me too much time to have old kerosene lamps..."
"The air duct effect of the corridor is not obvious in that corridor, especially after leaving, it has almost no impact, only the stone bridge is left..."
When he came, he did not encounter any difficulties on the stone bridge.
"If I rush for the door, I can run to the elevator shaft in less than ten minutes. To be on the safe side, I reserve half the time to deal with emergencies..."
"It's 3:36 now. I can't stay until 3:45 at most, and I can't delay any more!"
Help others. If you have the ability, you can help, but the prerequisite is that it does not affect yourself.
In order to help Mao Zi put himself in a deep crisis, wouldn’t that mean tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall? In this area, Lin Yi still had the upper hand.
9 minutes is the time limit he left for himself and the time he left for his obsession with sculpture.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and rushed to the gallery.
As soon as he entered the corridor, darkness flooded Lin Yi like a tide, and the sculptures crouched with obsession began to come to life one after another.
The dust on their bodies shook off rustlingly and filled the air, choking Lin Yi so much that he could only cover his nose and walk.
Their bodies also began to slowly stretch, and their spines straightened section by section, making a series of dull "clucking" sounds, as if their bones that had not been active for a long time were re-adapting to movement.
As Lin Yi kept running deeper into the corridor, everything around him began to become stagnant, as if he was moving forward in a quagmire. There seemed to be an invisible force in the air that prevented him from going deeper.
Lin Yi felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart. He lowered his head and glanced at his watch. The flow of time had really changed.
"There is indeed a problem with time and space deep in the corridor! We can't go any deeper!"
The space in front of us looks very strange in the dark space filled with mist, and the architectural layers that have begun to take shape have become slightly distorted.
In the depths of the distorted vision, the appearance of the obsessive sculptures is very different from that at the entrance of the cloister. They let out dry and hoarse roars one after another. The sound seemed to come from the endless abyss, echoing in the cloister, shaking people's eardrums.
Other obsession sculptures also responded one after another. For a time, various weird sounds were intertwined, including sharp whistling and deep roaring, like a symphony from hell.
Their bodies are also constantly changing as they move. The stone texture on their bodies seems to have turned into flowing muscles, and the originally rough surface has become smooth and full of vitality.
Those cracks seemed to turn into strange secret lines on their bodies, as if they were burning.
Their eyes flashed with blazing hatred, staring ahead, in the dim corridor, like a group of demons emerging from the darkness...
Going deeper, the corridor had completely lost its geometric shape. The distribution was like a broken lamp, or the kind of world in which a clock tower is located. All the fragments that make up the corridor are there, but each piece is relatively independent, like one mirror world after another.
Outside every mirror world, there are varying numbers of obsession sculptures.
The petrified postures of these obsessive sculptures are various. Some have their arms stretched out, as if they are desperately praying for something, some have fingers bent exaggeratedly, as if to grasp the non-existent salvation, and some have hunched bodies, with their heads buried deeply between their knees, and their entire bodies curled up into a ball, exuding a loneliness and sadness that goes deep into the bone marrow...
The world of that section of the corridor is filled with a smell of decay, like the smell escaping after an ancient tomb has been opened.
In the light and shadow, the facial expression of the sculpture looks even weirder. The deep-set eye sockets are like endless black holes. No matter from which angle you look at it, you feel that there is a pair of eyes watching coldly at Chuang. As one enters, the corners of their mouths may be slightly raised, outlining a arc that looks like a smile but not a smile, revealing an indescribable gloominess. Some of them are drooping downwards, as if they are crying silently. The pain seems to penetrate the air and seep into people's souls.
Intuition told Lin Yi that these obsessive sculptures seemed to be no longer the product of ordinary artists. The evil atmosphere they exuded and the details on the sculptures were chilling.
Some of the obsession sculptures are covered with cracks, as if they were broken bodies after suffering great pain.
Under those cracks, there seemed to be countless unknown secrets hidden deep inside. There were also strange lines on the surface of some sculptures, like some kind of ancient runes, or like traces of insects. The sight of them reminded Lin Yi of certain evil rituals in ancient times, and the cursed and tragic fate behind the rituals.
"Those obsessive sculptures...couldn't they be transformed by "crazy believers"?!"
When this idea appeared in Lin Yi's mind, a strange and sinister wind suddenly blew through the cloister world, and all the fragments of the mirror world made a whining sound, like the humanoid sculptures collectively whimpering and howling.
The sound of wind shuttles between the obsessive sculptures, causing their shadows to sway on the wall, as if they are performing a strange dance.
Each obsessive sculpture is like an imprisoned resentful soul, waiting for relief or revenge in this dark corridor, and everyone who steps here seems to have accidentally entered a nightmare intertwined with death and despair, tightly entangled by the endless weird atmosphere, unable to escape...
Lin Yi's reason told him that it was time to go, he must go.
But an infinite, bold, and extremely blasphemous delusion grew in his mind. His eyes condensed, and a golden flame burned in his eyes.
The next moment, his vision actually extended, and then seemed to penetrate the vortex deep in the space, crossing an indescribable dimension, and saw another strange world full of absurdity and mystery deep in the corridor world.
It was a world he had never seen before, and even his imagination could not fully complement it. The dark corridors were twisted into rough lines, and unknown light sources appeared in the field of vision, turning into white lines, forming an endless spiral turbine.
"Why does that vortex look so much like a part of "Starry Night"?!"
"The obsession sculptures are not just dwelling here, they seem to be guarding something!"
Lin Yi was horrified, and many conjectures emerged in his mind, but at this moment he really couldn't think about it carefully. He quickly used his remaining rationality to change his sight, then withdrew from the sight, and immediately turned around and rushed out of the corridor.
He seemed to have seen a corner of the world or dimension that he should not have seen, a scene that he could not imagine even in an endless and eternal dream.
He knew he could no longer look. A glimpse was already the greatest blasphemy he could do.
He was ducking and moving, constantly avoiding the attacks of the Obsession Sculpture, like a monk trying to break through in the Eighteen Bronze Men Alley of Shaolin Temple, and constantly guiding the Smiling Angel to crash into the hands of the Obsession Sculpture.
The Obsession Sculptures took stiff and heavy steps, and the stone slabs under their feet made a thumping sound. Each step was like a hammer striking. Although their movements were mechanical and slow, they carried an indescribable purpose and causality. They were always able to accurately hit the Laughing Angel and kill it.
There is a profound explanation here, but Lin Yi has no time to explore, so he can only turn around and rush out of the corridor first.
But as soon as he turned around, he found that there were still a large number of Laughing Angels echoing in the corridor. Although the Obsessive Sculptures in front had been assigned to Laughing Angels, there were still many Laughing Angels still rushing towards him one after another.
(End of this chapter)