Countless broken sculptures began to curse in anger.
And right among those voices, there seemed to be yet another sound...
At the same time, an ancient, weary voice called out to him, uttering some obscure, caution-like incantations:
"När...den svarte... månen vissner... kommer sørgemo...erne tilbake fra det uendelige... dyphavet..."
"...den svarte...månen vissner...kommer... tilbake fra...det... dyphavet..."
"Når...kommer... tilbake... det... dyphavet..."
After repeating a few times, the voice disappeared, replaced by one he could understand:
"Don't go, don't go..."
But it was no use, Lin Yi had already left this place.
As he retreated, those tooth-carved-layered constructions started to operate again, the passages leading to "Lawmaker's Words" closed one after another, every floor of the library returned to its original state, and the terrifying and eerie breath gradually dissipated...
