Another wave surged, the tide reaching his chest!
Countless broken sculptures climbed to his chest, and those voices calling out rose like ivy on a wall, almost exploding in his ears, ready to engulf him entirely!
[...store stjerner...store stjerner...]
The constant calling made Lin Yi's spirit tremble incessantly; his eyes gradually rolled back in their sockets, while in his mind, invisible strokes began sketching strange paths, imprinting disordered patterns in a dark world!
Countless broken sculptures, accompanied by the surging black tide, sang these cautions to him!
「Touch my deep blue pupils... crack my star skeleton... devour my raw moon...」
「Burn my bone-flaming fire... make my wave ornament endless...」
But as his confusion and hesitance grew, newly captured cautionary words began to engrave themselves into his mind!
At the same time, he gradually began to discern the meaning within these cautions!
