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Chapter 1068 - 500 - s of ’Faceless Sin’_2

Author: Cang Yue Xuan
updatedAt: 2025-08-18

CHAPTER 1068: 500 CHAPTERS OF ’FACELESS SIN’_2

"What’s up?" Lin Yi responded from the bookshelf area.

Strangely enough, the faint aura that had surrounded him completely dissipated at this moment, as if it had never existed. Lin Yi instantly returned to normal, as though the eerie state he had been in had died with yesterday.

"Get me another manga! Hojo Kotaka’s The 26-Year-Old Female Tenant in Hokkaido!" Wei Liang’s shameless voice echoed in the classroom.

Hojo Kotaka... Lin Yi’s lips twitched. There’s a legend that the "Eagle Group" of Little Japan has two "Divine Hands," one is Kato-san who is said to bless people with "Tide Qi," and the other is Hojo-san, the famous fast artist known for drawing one NSFW Chapter every three days.

Liangzi sure has wide interests...

"I know, I know!" Lin Yi replied helplessly, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that Liangzi might be killing two birds with one stone, waking him up and making him find a manga.

Even though he himself was about to pull himself back to the normal layer.

Lin Yi pondered for a moment and looked towards the place where the figure had appeared earlier, thoughtfully.

The Traveler...

X000 year...

He thought of the book he saw in the Library, the one written by "Dream Builder-HX-S-023".

"Come to think of it, there indeed seems to be some connection in there..."

The Dream Builder went to the "Black Moon Outpost" in 99, and the Traveler in 00, merely a year apart. But from the Traveler’s records, it seemed that the Northern Alliance initially didn’t allow Huaxia’s involvement. They might have completed their investigation, or failed and withdrew before allowing Huaxia to intervene.

No wonder there isn’t a single "foreigner" in the Art Building layer now.

The Traveler died behind the archway, but he saw several similar figures, heard the bell sound, saw the light. Plus, with the information he later recorded about the "Night Watchman," Lin Yi speculated that the figures the Traveler saw beyond the archway were the Night Watchmen, who wielded the Quantum giant clock "Holy Hall," the Ancient Lamp "Netherworld Light," and the Time Compass "Time Zero".

This shows that in 00, the Night Watchman holding the Time Compass had not yet fallen.

Lin Yi contemplated for a while, placed the book back on the bookshelf, and then turned to head to other areas.

But after he left, the Black Fog Echo on the shelf quickly dimmed, turning into a kind of stone-like slab.

And somehow, Jin Jiuyao arrived here, explored for a bit, and eventually found the Black Fog Echo, then took it down.

However, when the Black Fog Echo fell into Jin Jiuyao’s hands, the eerie aura had completely vanished, turning into a book that looked perfectly normal.

Jin Jiuyao opened the book, and a large amount of dust flew out from the pages. When he focused on the pages, he couldn’t help but frown.

"Why isn’t there a single word?" Jin Jiuyao’s Black Fog Echo was blank.

He checked the cover again.

In his eyes, there was no text at all on the book cover.

"Strange..."

He pondered and quietly followed Lin Yi again.

At the lecture hall, Chen Xue quietly asked, "Old Lu, is it really okay for Jin Jiuyao to do this?"

At this moment, Lu Zhao was comparing the campus map with the drawing he had. Without raising his head, he said calmly, "He’s just ’selecting books’ in the bookshelf area, coincidentally similar to Xiao Zi’s path, nothing to worry about."

Concern flickered in Chen Xue’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but frown.

Suddenly, her arm felt uncomfortable, so she subconsciously shook it.

But even after shaking it, the discomfort didn’t go away.

She looked at her hand—the very hand that had been climbed by the Feather Eye Secret Mark, now bearing invisible marks of the Sneering Angel framework, but in her eyes, that hand seemed perfectly normal.

After fruitless examination, she let her arm drop, but she hadn’t noticed that while she was unaware, her fingers twitched uncontrollably a few times.

And in her shadow, a certain phantom outline flickered and disappeared...

...

May 10th, X023, 17:55.

It was nearly 18:00, 5 minutes before the campus streetlights would turn on.

Though this was already Lin Yi’s 5th day spent on campus, strictly speaking, it was only 5 minutes into the 5th day.

Even though Lin Yi didn’t know why this information suddenly popped into his mind, he paid a little more attention.

During the subsequent browsing of the bookshelves, Lin Yi flipped through the books just like before but never felt the same way he did when reading the Black Fog Echo, nor did he experience that kind of Phantom Vision again.

Interestingly, he did come across Wei Liang’s desired The 26-Year-Old Female Tenant in Hokkaido at some point. Just as he reached out to pick it, another book caught his eye nearby.

Faceless Sin

His intuition told him this book was problematic, so he took it.

The cover featured a character remarkably resembling the one from the world-famous painting The Scream, with a distorted face, features twisted into a swirl, and an incredibly bizarre background with an aura of cultish vibes.

The author was someone named "Painter No.3", and the text on the front page immediately caught Lin Yi’s attention.

"I’ve lost count of how many nights I’ve been tormented by this recurring nightmare..."

"Ever since I escaped from that valley 3 years ago, nightmares have clung to me like an unrelenting specter. Every time I fall asleep, darkness envelops my soul, dragging my consciousness back to those terrifying mountain ranges..."

"I cannot use words to describe the horrors I’ve experienced; I can only use my brush to etch the terror in my heart onto paper..."

"—"Painter No.3"

To Lin Yi’s surprise, this was an art collection.

The pages were thick, yet it seemed to contain only a few paintings.

One of the paintings was called Cloud Peeping, depicting an extremely oppressive scene.

A twisted Gothic Bell Tower dominated the frame under a torrential downpour, with each arched window holding an indistinct, pale human silhouette. The rain cascaded down the stone walls, carving dark red veins resembling blood vessels...

Amid the lead-gray clouds skewered by the steeple, a half-torn leather mask softly floated, with its pupils inlaid with two counter-rotating Bronze gears.

In the reflection of puddles, countless ashen gray hands clawed at the glass, while the actual base of the bell tower was a void black vortex...

Having perused numerous books, Lin Yi quickly gathered that the buildings in the painting were most likely related to the Bell Tower in the Art Building layer. From a certain angle, this Bell Tower might be associated with the non-existent one he had been looking for on campus...

He didn’t delve into it excessively and continued flipping through the art collection.

The paintings by Painter No.3 varied in information density, some just messy scrawls, others abstract to the point of incomprehensibility, yet overall, each piece was extremely oppressive.

Suddenly, Lin Yi paused. Before him was a painting distinct from the previous ones, using a double-layered nested composition.

The upper layer showcased a violent seascape with giant waves crashing against cliffs, where thousands of faceless, broken sculptures floated; the lower layer depicted a labyrinth formed by bizarre roots, with its walls exuding a briny, green mucus, and in some areas, extending tentacles adorned with barnacles.

Due to Painter No.3’s perspective, the observer was forced to descend along the labyrinth’s walls, eventually focusing on the painting’s core—a gigantic eyeball submerged in seawater.

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