AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016-Chapter 1516 - 722: Funeral Sacrifice (2)

After a matrix fired the laser, the next moment, the secret pattern matrix was activated continually, one after another, interconnected without pause, until thick laser beams erupted one after another, as if splendid fireworks bloomed in the pitch-black world.

"Hahaha... good, good, good!" "The Butcher" laughed heartily.

"More money, more money, more money...!!" Amon roared while firing, as if the louder he shouted, the more wealth he would gain.

Under the attack of the secret pattern cannon, the already turbulent world was further filled with the savage aura exclusive to the secret patterns. Suddenly, Lin Yi sensed something and looked up towards the position where the secret pattern cannon was flourishing.

He saw that the thick night sky had quietly cracked, like countless shards of glass hanging in the sky.

Behind those shards, a gigantic eyeball loomed faintly, overlooking everything below!

"What...?!"

Lin Yi was profoundly shocked, as if at that moment, the entire Gray Mist Sea had turned into a world within a crystal ball. Some mysterious creature was watching them from outside the crystal ball, and with a hole being blasted in the ball by the secret pattern cannon, a breach appeared on the barrier concealing the world, and he completed a gaze with those eyes from beyond the world!

Yet, in a daze, he felt that behind the cracks, there was more than just one eyeball; there were countless, clustered like frog eggs!

These countless eyeballs gazed down at the entire world like strings of bubbles, indifferent and ruthless, as if merely conducting some sort of observation...

"Could it be... the Angel?!"

In Lin Yi’s heart emerged this thought.

The next moment, a huge wave surged forth, and Lin Yi was pulled out from within the bubble, re-entering the illusive ocean floating with mist.

He began touching bubble after bubble.

Then, vivid scenes accompained by a flood of memories began to revive within his mind...

...

"The Angel is breaking into our domain!!"

"Dream Building, stabilize the layers! Don’t let the ship fall in!"

"It exists at a higher position. The power of the layers is vulnerable before it! Time is like a cage, corroding our domain!! Damn!! Damn!!!"

"The ultimate nocturnal species are coming!!"

"Grab your weapons, don’t let these bastards get onto the deck! Kill them all!!"

The thick mist clung to the ship like solidified grease, every inch of the deck was filled with the rotten smell of sea water, mixed with the sweet scent of blood and metal.

The lanterns on the mast and the Night Watchman’s old kerosene lamps could only blur a small patch of dim yellow light, swallowed by the mist, illuminating no more than three steps ahead.

The entire world was terrifyingly frenzied, the wooden planks of the ship continuously groaned, and from beneath the ship, there was an uninterrupted sound of slippery friction as the nocturnal species climbed out from the sea, crawling up along the slick wood.

The entire ship was tottering, seemingly on the brink of destruction.

...

Lin Yi kept collecting bubbles, and more and more scenes continued to appear!

Everyone was shouting exchanges, the deck filled with angry and terrified growls, a mixture of fear and fearlessness, despite the horror of the unknown, they still summoned the courage to fight!

"Fear is the instinct of living beings! Fearless courage is the anthem of humanity!"

"Kill—!!"

"Kill—!!!"

On the watchtower, it was unknown which "Original Apostle" first let out the battle cry, their voice compressed by the mist into a flat tone, yet everyone on the deck heard it.

"Kill—!"

"Kill—!"

Everyone’s roar was the most primitive, forming a grandiose anthem of courage, tearing through the dark and chaotic world, heralding a radiant dawn of hope!

...

Images continued to emerge.

Roars and shouts echoed unceasingly.

The arduous and protracted battle seemed never-ending, as if there was never a pause once it began from that bubble.

Suddenly, a pale bloated hand, with translucent webbing between fingers, clapped onto the rail on the left side with a "snap".

The nails of that hand were pitch black, hung with sticky rotten seaweed, followed by a second, then a third...

Gradually, wet lumps with humanoid outlines emerged from the junction of dense fog and darkness, crawling slowly onto the ship.

"Funeral Sacrifices!"

"We’ve crossed beyond the boundary of the Returning Ruins!"

"All hands on alert, mind the navigation safety!!"

Lin Yi took a moment to observe those so-called "Martyrs", hard to imagine these nocturnal species with human outlines could appear beyond the boundary of the Returning Ruins, so far from the reality layer.

It should be known, the farther away from the reality layer, the further the forms of nocturnal species deviate from "humanoid creatures". Under the grey mist sea’s ripples, even the ultimate nocturnal species present tadpole-like forms, yet now, here appeared humanoid units?!

They were in a humanoid shape, their bodies flickering between rotting mud and tangible torso, as if observing two diametrically opposite forms through a grille.

The joints of the Funeral Sacrifices twisted at bizarre angles, their mud-like bodies periodically exuded the pallor of drowning victims or the unique gray-blue of deep-sea fish, they lacked any facial features, entirely faceless, their eye sockets sunken, within which flickered two clusters of eerie green, icy flames, similar to the light of phosphorus fires spontaneously combusting in graveyards.

However, just as the Funeral Sacrifices crawled up the ship’s side, a beam of clear yellow light swept across in an instant!

On the watchtower, an "Original Apostle" unbeknownst to Lin Yi wielded the Ancient Lamp, the Netherworld Light, effortlessly obliterating it.

Struck by the Netherworld Light, the Funeral Sacrifice instantaneously morphed into a forest white sculpture, freezing on the spot.

Simultaneously, the Quantum Giant Clock, the Holy Hall’s bell sound rang out, its vast sound like thunder, waves of sonic booms directly suppressing everything!

Those three supreme original creations, in the hands of the Original Apostles, emitted power and deterrence several magnitude higher than the Night Watchman, leaving Lin Yi in astonishment, his shock indescribable with mere words.

"Maintain formation, navigate! Defend against the enemy! Break through here!" Wei Liang’s voice came from atop the mast, enveloping the entire battlefield, a profound bolstering for all.

"Damn! The power of the secret patterns can’t deal substantial damage to them!"

"Back to back, seek a breakthrough from the Map Level!"

...

With the incessant outbreak of battle, more and more bubbles in the void sea were being absorbed by Lin Yi...

Unaware of how long it had been since that grueling battle ensued, Lin Yi suddenly glimpsed a grotesque colossus from a shattered bubble!

It was an exceedingly twisted and blasphemous form—Lin Yi could barely make out the immense base resembling some colossal whale or octopus in its silhouette hidden in the grey mist sea, but its surface was covered not with skin or shell, but with endlessly writhing, merging, and separating pale limbs and faces.

Those were clearly the faces of the Funeral Sacrifices, now fixed in unending agony and terror, embedded on the monster’s exterior, mouths opening and closing silently, eye sockets hollow.

Several immensely thick "tentacles", comprised of innumerable twisting human arms, extended from beneath it. Each "arm-tentacle’s" end was a magnified version of a claw with suction cups made from limbs, nails were pitch black and sharp, dripping fluorescent mucus.

And those two clusters of eerie green "lights" were located on its head—if that could be called a head!