Chapter 362: Finding the target (asking for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month!)
Lin Yi felt tremendous pressure from Lao Mo's words. He thought for a while and asked: "In this case, why doesn't anyone help the night watchmen to rob the formation? "
Old Mo said: "King against king, general against general, soldier against soldier...Only when a certain combat power of the lower rank shows an overwhelming advantage, can it be qualified to provide support to the units on the upper level. help "
"But at this moment, the three night watchmen barely fought against the "angels" who were preparing to attack in the root, and the art teachers each killed them on their own observation towers approaching the art building. The Smiling Angel..."
"In this case, it is normal for a small number of angel sculptures to enter the art building area, and those who can reach here step by step are already rare. ”
"Many times, if you have the strength to come to the bell tower to help the night watchman, it is better to go to the watchtower - it's because of this that I get angry, you know?"
"That kid Mu Daxian is still too impatient. "
"That kid's talent is indeed good, but he is not willing to work steadily and make some progress. He just consolidates the superficial foundation and starts to move to the next step, but he doesn't know. , the real accumulation of knowledge should come naturally, rather than opening the sky with a sword."
"When I was in the cafeteria, I had a premonition of his death. I bet that there was a 80% chance that he would fight to the death at the observation tower, thinking. It was easy to save him, but I didn't expect that the last 20% happened. He ran away from the bell tower!"
Lin Yi subconsciously gritted his teeth and the muscles in his cheeks twitched.
Lao Mo's subtext was actually that he thought he only needed to accompany him to the art building, and then he could activate Wushuang, and even do other things to relieve the night watchman's stress, but he didn't expect that the destination had changed. This allows the dungeon to be fully loaded from medium difficulty to the highest difficulty level.
It is precisely because of this that Lao Mo's original determination to allow Lin Yi to return to campus safely has gradually become extremely unstable.
Thin water vapor gradually began to appear in the stairwell of the clock tower. The moss on the wall had climbed up to the roots of the candlesticks. Some water stains from the heavy rain began to seep out of the cracks in the wall, slowly moving downwards. Dripping.
Sometimes, Lin Yi even felt that he could hear the sound of the storm washing on the outer wall of the stairwell outside the wall.
"Wow - wow - wow -"
Time after time, it became more and more unsettling.
Old Mo suddenly asked: "What time is it now?"
Lin Yi glanced at his watch: "It's 1:14..."
"You have to hurry up It's a little while, otherwise you won't have time to go back." Lao Mo didn't hide Lin Yi's feelings and expressed his sense of crisis frankly.
Lin Yi frowned slightly, followed Lao Mo's footsteps.
Soon we entered the foggy area, and the entire stairwell suddenly seemed to be cast in a dark shadow.
Suddenly, he saw one, no, many figures on the steps in front of him!
"Smiling Angels!!" Lin Yi's heart trembled. A large number of Smiling Angels appeared on the road ahead!
But when he took a closer look, he found that those smiling angels had an indescribable sense of weirdness and weirdness... Moreover, his subconscious did not feel much threat from them.
"Don't worry about the ones that are still, and the ones that can still flutter. It doesn't matter if you take a quick look at them. Just pay attention back in time." Lao Mo kept walking, but the reminder voice sounded again, "Look and see if there are any If you don’t have a smiling angel with a lantern, or if you don’t have one, you can just hold an hourglass in your hand... In an emergency, if you don’t have a sports bike, you can still use the 28-meter bar.”
They quickly approached the first Laughing Angel.
This Laughing Angel... looks like a Laughing Angel from a distance, but up close, it turns out to be a Laughing Angel painted on the wall!
"Isn't this true?" Lin Yi was stunned.
Old Mo glanced at it and kept walking up: "Mu Daxian did it."
"A certain sketching method requires extremely strong artistic talent and the ability to use a brush Communicate the layers, paint in the layers, and lock them in the layers after the Laughing Angel enters.”
"The Smiling Angel is the product of layer penetration. Using layers to attack it will have a very good effect."
"Compared with my method, Mu Daxian's method is more labor-saving, but... for The talent requirements are extremely high. If you want to deceive the Laughing Angel with the cage on the painting, Perception, ordinary people can't."
"The painting that deceived the perception of the Smiling Angel..." Lin Yi once experienced Mu Daxian's painting from a dream. At that time, he only used limited materials to complete it. The overwriting of space allowed Maozi to spend the night safely.
It is hard to imagine how heart-stirring it must be for the well-prepared Mu Daxian to take the initiative to "make an appointment" with the Smiling Angel in the art building.
He suddenly found that his understanding of Mu Daxian seemed to still be stuck on the clues of the H comic - Mu Daxian broke the wings of the Smiling Angel.
But when did that happen? !
And what year is it today?
After such a long period of time, with Mu Daxian’s talent and development speed that even Lao Mo recognized, he must not be at the level of breaking his wings now!
Cognition... is still too superficial!
But this explains why along the way, he found that the value of Mu Daxian in his heart has continued to rise!
The reason is here!
His estimate of Mu Daxian’s strength was still too low!
At this moment, Lin Yi suddenly raised his eyes: "Hey! Yes!"
"Old Mo, there!" He pointed to the moss-covered tree not far ahead. The wall said, "The smiling angel over there is holding an hourglass in his hand!"
"Oh?" Lao Mo looked at it immediately, and then his face darkened. He was too far away and couldn't see clearly. ……
This kid... "sight" is so good?
He glanced at Lin Yi, and then realized that this might not be "sight", but a kind of "perception".
When you feel it, you also "see" it.
Mind-minded...?
“This is a rare opportunity, go over and see if you can use it.”
As he spoke, Lao Mo suddenly climbed up the steps and reached the place Lin Yi pointed at just a few steps away.
There is a very strange phenomenon in the stairwell of the clock tower. If you look around and go upstairs, you will find that in addition to moss, there are some lifelike murals on the surrounding walls.
But if you don’t look carefully, you will feel that the wall is covered with some three-dimensional smiling angels. Between paying attention and not paying attention, the smiling angels on the wall present a "like The weird feeling of being here.
If you think it is a painting, you will find that it is not a painting. But if you feel that it is not a painting, then it is a painting.
If there is an art student or other people who enter here by mistake, it is easy to be confused by this, causing the Laughing Angel to use reverse anchoring to break free from the layers in this painting. .
This is what Mu Daxian said: Don't be attracted by the laughing angel.
This kind of problem is no longer a problem for Lin Yi, because as long as you have a certain understanding of layers and overwriting, you will know the concept of "angels trapped in paintings" .
Lao Mo observed this "painting". In the painting was a smiling angel hiding his face and crying. His pale hands had a tendency to move away from his face, but he was The painting is fixed on that scene.
In its hand, there is a petrified hourglass hanging. At the bottom of the hourglass, there is a pile of sand that looks like a cone, but it is also completely petrified. "This... can barely be used, but it's not suitable." Lao Mo thought for a while and finally shook his head.
Lin Yi followed up and asked in confusion: "Not suitable? But since it is barely usable, do you want to take it first?"
"There should be a more suitable one." Lao Mo muttered, "The hourglass is a backup plan, and this... is the worst of the backup plans."
"Oh... it seems that the hourglass also has a lot of knowledge. ..." Lin Yi nodded seriously. At first, Lao Mo said that if it didn't work, an hourglass would do. He thought it was just an hourglass.
Lao Mo explained: "An hourglass can be used, but that doesn't mean that every hourglass can be used. Bamboo shoots are delicious, but no one will chew bamboo."
"You mean...this hourglass Too 'old'?"
Old Mo nodded, no longer looking at the smiling angel, and continued walking upstairs.
"The hourglass in the hands of the Laughing Angel is a thing formed by the gradual petrification of a kerosene lamp after being covered by extraordinary power. Have you noticed the sand in the hourglass?"
"Yes."
"It's like the wick of an old kerosene lamp. If the sand is still leaking down, it means that the power of the old kerosene lamp has not been completely exhausted, but then The hourglass is no good. It has run out of oil and the lamp is dry. "You can take that kind of lamp to the cafeteria and repair it, but there is nothing I can do here."
"If the wick is not out, you can add lamp oil to keep it going, but if the wick is gone, it will be very laborious to light it again."
Lin Yi understood and no longer questioned Lao Mo's decision.
The two continued to ascend in the foggy area, and a laughing angel would appear almost every other distance, and these laughing angels were basically trapped in the paintings on the wall.
The rainwater that seeped into the cracks in the wall flowed downwards in a twisted manner, but when it passed the smiling angel trapped in the painting on the wall, it showed some slight twisting tendencies.
When Lin Yi walked a certain distance, he suddenly had a strange feeling, and subconsciously looked back at the steps he had walked.
When he looked at it, he felt a cold air approaching Tianqi, causing his body to shiver subconsciously.
I saw pairs of arms around the spiral stairs walking along the way, like palms struggling to reach out from a prison cell, grasping at the air in the corridor, and all those arms solidified into some kind of Image, but when he blinked, the originally frozen picture solidified into another picture.
"The Laughing Angel seems to have broken through the blockade of the painting! Is it because of me? I eventually became the culprit of their anchor escape?!"
At this moment, the old man in front of me Mo Ye seemed to have noticed something, and couldn't help but frown: "Hey... the effect of the painting seems to be weakening!"
"Old Mo, it's all because of me..." Lin Yi felt a little guilty.
“Because you are a hammer!” Lao Mo interrupted with a wave of his hand, “Don’t just blindly take everything for yourself.”
"As long as you don't make principled mistakes, they will never be able to use you to escape."
"The failure of the painting is probably because the "original author" Mu Daxian can no longer hold on..."
< br>“Once he dies completely, the things overwritten by his extraordinary power will gradually dissipate. ”
“Time is running out, let’s go!” ”
Old Mo quickened his pace and rushed towards the top of the endless Fibonacci sequence stairs.
Lin Yi wanted to ask if he could just rush forward like this without any skills at all, but seeing Lao Mo being so decisive, he followed him without hesitation.
Not long after walking, a faint light appeared deep in the foggy area, as if it was some kind of exit.
And the sinking bell seemed to become a little clearer.
The whistling wind sounded like it was hovering there.
“We’re almost there!” Lao Mo said, convinced that the exit was just ahead.
Lin Yi's expression suddenly became more solemn.
Just as they were approaching the exit, a figure appeared in their sight.
It was an art student, wearing a dark green cloak, with a fierce look on his face, half of his body embedded in the wall, like a sculpture.
And inside that wall is a smiling angel.
The smiling angel was held down by the art student and struggled to get out, but the art student nailed it into the painting like a steel nail.
"What's going on?" Lin Yi asked in surprise.
Old Mo said: "That should be an art student who has been here before and has died."
"Not everyone has the ability of Mu Daxian, so once When you encounter a smiling angel, you often have to pay the price of your life to trap it in the painting."
"Hey, this smiling angel..." Lao Mo seemed to notice something, and his eyes suddenly lit up. There was a touch of golden flame, "It is indeed an angel holding a lantern."
He glanced at the nearby exit, hesitated in silence for a few breaths, then took a deep breath and put his hand Reached for the painting.
Although Mu Daxian was impatient, if he missed this smiling angel, there might not be a more suitable one.
But just when he touched the painting, the "sacrificial" art student suddenly seemed to come to life, and a bright light suddenly bloomed in his darkened eyes. , like the most brilliant fireworks in the night sky.
“Don’t even think about releasing the Laughing Angel!”
The art student roared, and the figure that had been frozen suddenly became active, and then the surrounding environment suddenly became distorted. When you stand up, the space seems to be stretched, and some kind of magical field seems to be being constructed.
"It's a prison!" Lin Yi was shocked. In just the blink of an eye, he had unknowingly fallen into the overwriting of the art student.
Lao Mo sighed, his domain expanded, and he tore apart the art student with a crushing gesture. He stretched out his hand to push the art student away.
"Rest in Peace."
The terrifying suction force instantly fell on the art student, draining him into powder.
(End of this chapter)