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

"Do you dare to think about it now?" Ye Yiyi glanced at him.

“I don’t dare…”

Angel hung his head in frustration, and the wings behind him drooped.

Ye Yiyi shook his head in his heart. After all, there was a creator of nature in the era of the land nations. What kind of giant structure could not be created?

By now, he has almost become immune to these giant structures.

The reason is simple: I have seen too much.

"Where should I go next?" Ye Yiyi looked around but couldn't find a way to go.

"it's here."

Angel came to the back of the platform, raised the staff in his hand and pointed at a protruding steel wall.

"Bang bang!"

A faint light bloomed at the top of the staff, and the platform under Ye Yiyi suddenly trembled slightly, and then turned into an elevator in his astonished gaze, descending downwards.

"That's why they want me to study large machinery." Angel sighed softly.

"No wonder... But are we going back to the ground?" Ye Yiyi asked.

"Yes."

"Then why don't we start from the ground?"

"Because I escaped from the ground to the upper part..." Angel trembled all over, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

“I don’t know what happened, but those magic hunters seemed to have released all the monsters. Some of them followed the road to the buildings above, while others were on the ground.

"If I come down directly from here, it should be fine..."

Angel suddenly stopped talking, staring at the distant sky with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Roar!"

A shrill roar came from the distant sky. Ye Yiyi frowned and turned his head to look into the distance.

A skeletal flying dragon, emitting a deep blue and pitch-black aura, flapped its tattered membrane wings and roared as it flew from afar.

Ye Yiyi's eyes narrowed slightly as he raised the Moonlight Spear.

“It’s Yousui…”

Chapter 288 Indigo Starlight Hand

The dragon flying from afar was wrapped in thick black fog and clad in rotten steel armor. Strange dark blue patterns crawled on the exposed bones underneath.

"Roar!"

A shrill and hoarse roar came from afar, Angel's body shook violently, and his eyes showed great confusion and fear.

"They actually... succeeded?" His legs were shaking and weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yiyi glanced back at him and said:

"Can you still fly?"

"Fly..." Angel moved his eyes to look at him blankly, with a miserable smile on his face.

"Flying is useless. Winged people can fly, but that's just the ability to fly. Our physiological structure doesn't support long-term flight...

"And the flying dragons..." He swallowed, "They are the true kings of the sky. No one can escape the pursuit of the flying dragons in the sky."

"It's not Feilong's turn to be the king of the sky."

Ye Yiyi shook his head, took out two strange mushrooms and threw them to the other party.

"Eat one now, and then another before you die. It'll keep you going a little longer."

"what?"

Angel's eyes widened, holding the two mushrooms with a confused expression, and he even wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"This mushroom can keep you alive. After all, you don't have any offensive means. When the fight between the two of you starts, who knows if you'll die suddenly from a little accident?"

Ye Yiyi stared at the flying dragon as it flew closer and closer. A strange blue light flickered in its empty eye sockets, and it looked straight at the two of them. He knew that this thing was indeed coming for them.

As for the reason, it should be because Angel started the platform lifting.

"The black mist should be deep, and the deep blue light patterns on the bones may be a false life. In other words, this thing was created by the Curse Master to protect the house."

Ye Yiyi thought about it and took out the hymn book from behind him to give himself a buff.

Hymn: Give me strength to burn my body!

Hymn: Deep Pain!

A blood-red flame ignited and instantly spread all over Ye Yiyi's body.

"You...you want to..."

Angel couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw Ye Yiyi who was ready.

"If we don't kill it, we definitely won't be able to move forward."

Ye Yiyi turned around and looked at him, her red eyes making Yiren's heart tremble.

"Anyway, don't die. I'll be back soon."

He murmured in a low voice, and strong winds swept in from all directions, turning into a turbulent whirlwind that lifted his body up into the sky.

"This……"

Angel looked blankly at Ye Yiyi rising to the highest point in the strong wind, and suddenly a bunch of huge wind wings unfolded behind him. He held the light gun high and flapped his wings to fly forward. Suddenly, he began to doubt his life.

"Who is the Winged Man? Why can he fly?"

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a violent roar was heard from behind. Angel's wings trembled, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and he quickly turned around to look.

Several humanoid monsters covered in black scales were staring at him from a steel building not far away, murderous intent flashing in their eyes devoid of intelligence.

"Will I really not be torn to pieces by them?"

He was in a trance for a moment, then stuffed the mushroom in his hand into his mouth, then spread his wings with all his strength and waved them clumsily.

"This way, we don't have to worry about this guy suddenly dying."

Ye Yiyi withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the flying dragon flapping its wings towards him.

He got a little closer before he could fully see the shape of the flying dragon.

Its body was actually not very big, almost a circle smaller than the flying dragon warrior he had fought in the Cursed Death Tower.

But even so, for humans, it is still a huge and powerful enemy that is difficult to contend with.

It was wearing rotten metal armor that covered most of its empty skeletal body and dragon head.

The visor that completely covered the dragon's head revealed only the eyes that were flashing with blue light, and there was a straight spiral steel horn above the head.

Although there is no armor on the limbs, dragon tail and membrane wings, they are all covered with a thick layer of black mist.

Judging from Ye Yiyi's experience in fighting against the deep dead, this flying dragon must have a lot of blood.

But there was no hymn in his ears, and the simplified light curtain did not respond, which meant that this thing was not a BOSS, but at best an elite monster with high health.

"But even if BOS is really strong, it's not impossible to beat him!"

Ye Yiyi held the Moonlight Spear used to perform combat skills in one hand, and took out the Faceless Magician's Staff from behind with the other hand.

Combat Skill: Amplification Chant!

The top of the staff flickered, and a faint white light emerged from Ye Yiyi's body.

He took out the Silver Moon Staff and unleashed his fighting skills again.

Combat Skill: Chanting the Eternal Moon!

The moon dust crystals shone brightly, summoning meteors from the void to surround them.

"Come and taste my comet bombardment!"

He grinned, flapped his wings behind him suddenly, and braked in the air.

"Roar!"

The skeleton dragon swooped down from the sky with a scream, but it didn't expect the other party to stop suddenly.

The spiral steel horns broke through the air, but did not touch Ye Yiyi, and the huge body passed by Ye Yiyi.

He flapped his wings and floated in the sky, holding up the Moonlight Spear and pointing it towards the ground below.

Amidst the flashes of white light, three magical comets appeared beside him.

"go with!"

He swung the Moonlight Spear, and the magic meteors fell like comets, heading straight towards the skeleton dragon beneath him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A comet fell from the sky, piercing through the black fog on the dragon's body and accurately hitting its rotten armor.

A flash of white light flashed by, it was magic power exploding on the surface of the armor.

Then the surrounding black fog was dispelled, and the comet pierced through the defenseless armor, shattering several thick dark blue bones, and then passed out from the other side of the flying dragon's body.

"Roar!"

The skeleton flying dragon raised its head high and roared angrily.

Ye Yiyi looked down and saw the black mist condensing and reattaching to the dispersed armor. The shattered bones were also restored under the cover of the black mist. He couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Is it over-worn? The effect isn't very good."

Come to think of it, this thing is not a living thing after all. Although the magic comet can cause damage to it, it cannot withstand the repair of Yousui.

"We have to find another way!"

He thought in his mind, and then he saw the dark mist following the armor, climbing up the spiral steel horn on the top of the flying dragon's head, and gathering at the top of the steel horn along the spiral groove, forming a black mist ball.

"Roar!"

The flying dragon flapped its membrane wings and rushed straight from below. Suddenly, a large number of tiny black mist spikes shot out from the mist ball above its head.

Ye Yiyi flapped his wings and dodged to the side, but there were too many black thorns and he was still hit by several of them.

He looked down at the solid black thorn on his chest that had pierced his windbreaker, and saw it suddenly turn into mist and spread, turning into black mist covering his body. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

"This attack is quite interesting."

The black fog is indeed a deep darkness, or it can be said to be a dark attribute attack.

The dark attribute in the game is the same as the holy attribute. It has no specific special effects and does not counteract each other. Compared with the fire attribute that can burn and the thunder attribute that can cause paralysis, dark and holy are simply a kind of attribute damage.

But at this moment when he was possessed by the deep darkness, he felt his body was a little heavy, his thinking was slow, and even his emotions became stagnant.

"Is this the power of the dark attribute?"

He felt his fighting spirit beginning to wane, his passion fading, and the desire to give up gradually taking over his mind, and he couldn't help but frown.

"I always feel like lying down and not wanting to do anything."

For a moment he even stopped dodging, and the wind wings behind him almost dissipated.

Fortunately, Feilong flew over from below in time, and the steel horns on its head hit his waist and abdomen hard, carrying him to the high ceiling, which stopped his desire to give up completely.

"What the hell!"

He bent over and was pressed against the top of the sharp horn that was as thick as a human head by a huge force. The black mist on his body gradually dissipated, and then he opened his eyes wide with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Why didn't I dodge just now?!"

No, it’s not that he didn’t dodge, but that he didn’t even think about dodging!

He won't die anyway, so getting poked isn't a big deal...

wrong! wrong!

Wouldn’t my clothes be ruined then?

He stared into the pair of eyes flashing with blue light, retracted his staff, and struggled to support his body from the tip of the horn.