This isn't a souls-like game at all.

Collect Axis and exchange them for magic and items at the Moon Mystic Workshop.

It is said that the induction axis is a special item that integrates a large number of magics of the kings.

Therefore, the character, movements and behavior patterns of the puppet can be set through editing.

After reading the item description, Ye Yiyi wiped his rain-soaked face with a puzzled expression.

"This Axis cannot be dedicated to the Chaos Forge?"

The item description doesn't even mention the Chaos Forge.

“Speaking of which, the names of these two axes are different. Although they are both called induction axes, one has a sacred prefix, while this one does not.

"In other words, only special axes can be dedicated to the Chaos Casting Platform?" Ye Yiyi thought to himself.

After putting away the sensor axis and the remains of the golem, he stood up and glanced across the messy garden.

"How cautious." He sighed in his heart.

Just now, when he was touching the corpse and checking the spoils, he was almost completely defenseless.

If the other party takes this opportunity to launch a sneak attack, the success rate can be said to be 100%.

But the other party was more cautious than he thought and was not fooled at all.

"Have you ever been sober? With such a big ASS here, you can't help but stab it?"

He muttered to himself and walked towards the castle with the Moonlight Gun.

After defeating the sneak attacking golem, there will be no more obstacles in the garden in front of the castle.

He walked all the way, pushed open the exquisite wooden door, and entered the castle.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

The heavy rain outside the door prevented the smell from spreading, so he could not smell it, but after entering the castle, the smell of blood could no longer be concealed.

“What a strong smell!”

He waved his hand in front of his nose, and after seeing the scene in front of him and the source of the smell clearly, he couldn't help but frown.

With the help of the perspective provided by [Stargazing], he saw that the spacious hall behind the door was filled with the corpses of humans and demihumans.

"All dead?"

He squatted in front of the body of a woman in a long skirt, probably a maid, and looked at her injuries.

Her neck was twisted like a pretzel, her muscles and skin torn in the twisting, as if someone had grabbed her head and twisted it clockwise four or five times, and the blood flowing out of it almost formed a river of blood.

But what surprised Ye Yiyi was that the maid's expression was very harmonious, and even the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was smiling.

He can still laugh even after dying like this. This is obviously not a normal way to die.

So Ye Yiyi went to see how other people died.

The others died in a similar way to the maid, with their heads twisted four or five times and their necks broken.

They all had their eyes closed and wore peaceful smiles on their faces. If it weren't for their necks that were twisted harder than twisted ropes, you wouldn't have been able to tell they were dead.

There were still traces of blood on the ground, extending deep into the castle. It was obvious that they died first and then were dragged out.

"It's just murder. Can't you just break the spine? Why go through so much trouble twisting it so many times?

"How should I put it? It doesn't feel like a human being did this."

Ye Yiyi thought in his heart, stood up and followed the blood trail towards the depths of the castle.

The floor here is paved with black and white checkered stone tiles, and leather shoes make a distinct sound when they step on them.

Ye Yiyi did not hide his intentions at all. He held the Moonlight Gun in his hand and made rhythmic footsteps in the empty castle. Along the way, there was also the environment of the castle that Ling Meng was observing intently.

The ornate walls are hung with exquisite decorative paintings and lamps, and even the candle lamps are made of silver.

Ye Yiyi walked through a deep corridor and saw a "Wall of Honor" hung with heads of various animals.

It was covered with animal heads that he was not familiar with, such as bear heads and stag heads. The only one he was familiar with was a giant tiger head, which was placed above all the other heads.

"What kind of taste? Why are there so many monster heads hanging on it?"

He couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that if he were to cheat, he would have to start at the very least as a Flying Dragon, with no upper limit.

As he passed by this wall, a picture that occupied the entire wall suddenly caught his attention.

It was an oil painting in a weird style made up of a large number of blocks of color, which reminded Ye Yiyi of the abstract paintings he had encountered in his previous life.

But his artistic talent is relatively low, and the only abstract painting he can understand is Van Gogh's Starry Night.

As for the thing in front of me, it is more of an abstract work than an abstract work.

The chaotically stacked blocks of color, the sharp or discordant color contrasts, and the lines that emerge from them have no sense of order, but are instead filled with weirdness and bizarre absurdity.

But looking at it as a whole, he felt a strange sense of order, or perhaps a sense of chaotic beauty.

There are so many orderly things in this world. Doesn’t this chaos just represent the opposite of order?

Ye Yiyi was unconsciously mesmerized, her mind completely focused on the picture.

He did not notice the sudden purple light from the Messiah's Birth, nor did he notice the faint footsteps coming from the corridor behind him.

It wasn't until a pair of cold hands held his cheeks from behind that he suddenly realized what was happening, but it was too late.

"Kaka!!"

Along with the sound of the metal mechanism turning, his head was suddenly turned to the right by the hands, and his body spun seven or eight times on the spot like a top.

"???"

Finally the hands stopped moving and lifted him up by his cheeks.

Ye Yiyi recovered from the sudden dizziness and looked at the person supporting his cheeks in confusion.

A faceless cheek without any facial features, a black latex face similar to the slim figure.

But looking down, you can see the exposed silver-white metal skeleton.

Through the skeleton, you can see the flesh and blood organs wrapped in transparent crystals.

In the center of the sternum, a bulging blue eye stared straight at him, seemingly revealing confusion.

This thing...why does it look so abstract, just like that painting?

Ye Yiyi showed a confused expression.

"Why can't you turn your neck?"

The mixed duet of male and female voices entered his ears, or rather passed through his ears and directly into Ye Yiyi's heart.

The voice that sounded in his heart was mixed with doubt and confusion, and eventually became anxious and impatient.

"Why? Why can't I detect what you're thinking?"

"???"

This abstract thing can read minds?

Ye Yiyi suddenly became alert. He raised his hand and raised the Moonlight Gun. A white light flashed, and a magic comet was shot out at zero distance.

"boom!"

White magic exploded in front of Ye Yiyi's eyes, and a big hole appeared in the left half of the abstract monster's body. The right hand that was supporting his cheek broke off at the root and fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

A sharp scream came from his heart, and the abstract monster took several steps back. Suddenly, a dazzling blue light lit up in the blue eyeballs on its chest.

"what?"

Before he could react, the abstract monster suddenly disappeared in the blue light.

He stopped and looked ahead, but he could no longer see the abstract thing.

"What about people?"

He looked confused and looked around, but the corridor in front of him was empty and he could not see anything.

"What the hell, what the hell was that? When did it appear?"

He scratched his head, looked down, and picked up a silver metal arm from the ground.

“There is no light curtain…”

He stared at the arm that looked like a human skeleton for a long time, but couldn't see anything unusual.

But judging from its actions, it must have killed everyone in the castle.

Ye Yiyi put his arms away after thinking about it, then turned his head warily to look at the abstract painting.

"My attention seemed to be drawn to this painting just now, so I didn't notice that guy approaching."

He looked away, stepped forward and touched it, and a light curtain popped out.

【Painting Scroll·Chaos Colors】

Chapter 280 [Stagnation and Decadence: Winged Man's Whispers]

【Painting Scroll·Chaos Colors】

Item Description: One of the works of the Dream Painter.

A dreamlike painting titled "Chaos Colors".

You can use this as a medium to enter the fantasy of life.

After hunting down the Nightmare Lord, you can wake up from the dream.

It is said that the painter would paint scenes from his dreams.

It is a strange world where pure spirit interacts with all things.

"Uh?"

After reading the item description, Ye Yiyi frowned.

"Entering the Dream of Life through this painting? And hunting down the Nightmare Lord? Is this the entrance to the DLC?"

There is a world in the painting in the game. From the background setting, it is a unique region that was created under the influence of the power of the Universal Light.

In terms of gameplay, it is a box-shaped area separated from the border. It is a linear process. You can return by defeating the boss enemy in the area.

The painting depicts a dreamlike life that looks similar to the world in the painting, but in form it is in the form of a dream.

In other words, the world in the painting is you entering the painting, while the dream world is your spirit entering the dream while your body remains outside.

"Can I only wake up from the dream after hunting down the Nightmare Lord?"

He looked at the instructions on the screen with a thoughtful expression.

"What if we fail to hunt down the Nightmare Lord? What will happen then? Will we be trapped in dreams forever?

"By the way, Aidan said that the magician was a painter. Could this dream painter be referring to him?"

He suppressed his doubts in his heart and temporarily put the painting into the four-dimensional chrysanthemum.

If I really want to enter a dream, now is not the right time. I'd better wait and find a time later to meet the Lord of Nightmares.

I continued forward into the castle, encountering neither puppets nor black-robed figures, nor the abstract creature from before.

This made him a little confused.

Could it be that it was just as he had expected at the beginning, and after the other party discovered that they had defeated Xingxing, they took the opportunity to escape?

"But if you can just escape, why do you still need to hypnotize the people in the city?"

With such doubts, he soon passed through the dark corridor and came to an open-air garden.

Torrential rain poured down from the sky, landing on the garden in front of him, which had already turned into a pool of blood, stirring up dense ripples. "It stinks..."

Ye Yiyi stood in front of the corridor, frowning and looking at the pool of blood in front of him. A foul odor came into his nose. Even the heavy rain could not cover the strong smell. He could not help but cover his nose.

The stench was different from that of feces, and more like the stench of a rotting corpse.

But there is only a pool of blood here, where did the body come from?

"But what's going on with this pool of blood?"

He looked down at his feet and saw that the blood in the pool was about to flood over the steps and into the corridor.