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

The fragile true spirit was able to arrive across the long years.

"..."

Ye Yiyi read the key's description in silence, put it away solemnly, and waved at the rotting corpse in the house in front of the door, as if responding to the wave of the disappearing phantom before.

"Thanks, Scott."

He said his goodbyes and walked away.

Returning to the hall where the holy monument was located, Ye Yiyi looked at the immortal seed floating quietly in the cultivation tank and let out a sigh of relief.

"It's finally over, no! This is just the beginning..."

The ball of plant guardian hair in his hand slowly floated up. Ye Yiyi looked up and watched it float forward. Its body penetrated the glass cover and merged into it, then floated above the seed of immortality.

"Om~~"

As the clear green light emanated from the ball of hair, the two doors that Ye Yiyi came from suddenly closed, and the ground beneath his feet shook.

"How is this going?"

Su Ke panicked and asked Xiaoju to lower the height to avoid hitting the ceiling.

"This hall is descending, and we are heading to the lower level."

Ye Yiyi looked down at the outline of his feet that was getting closer and closer, answered calmly, and then looked up at the immortal seed in the cultivation tank.

The light emitted by the ball of hair became brighter and brighter. The immortal seed was baptized by the light, and a crack appeared on the hard crystal surface.

"Crack!"

In the crack, a tender green bud poked its head out mischievously.

“Is this the Birth Bud?”

What happened next surprised Ye Yiyi and left Su Ke confused.

As the green sprouts emerged, the immortal seeds fell to the ground and released a large number of green vines, branches, buds and leaves under the illumination of green light.

The branches quickly covered the bare bottom of the cultivation tank, and then withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and new branches covered it.

Amidst the rounds of withering and covering, a green trunk grew out from it, and then forked into two trunks about ten centimeters away, each growing to the sides.

When the trunk is fully grown, the branches and leaves grow rapidly and then wither.

In this cycle of growth and withering, the immortal tree has grown to more than 8 meters in height, filling the entire cultivation tank.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal mechanisms gnashing came from the side. Ye Yi turned around subconsciously and cast his gaze on the relief again.

Half of it is withered, and the other half is green. A big tree is growing in it, and at the top of the relief, there is a furry ball hanging down.

He sighed and looked at the cultivation tank in front of him. At the top of the forked tree that had already grown, there was also a furry ball floating silently.

"So this is what the withered tassel will look like when it grows up..."

"Click!!"

As soon as Ye Yiyi finished speaking, a sound came from inside the relief wall, and then a crack appeared in the middle, turning into a door that opened outwards.

"Suke, stay by the holy monument. Xiaochu, come with me."

Ye Yiyi took out the Gray Scale Contract from behind him, walked out of the hall with Xiaoju, and looked up.

In the huge metal cavity, countless giant vines stretched out and turned into a staircase made of vines in front of Ye Yiyi.

At the top of the stairs, a gate made of vines and metal stood quietly.

But in front of the door, there were a large number of dead people with pale skin standing, looking at him from afar with lifeless eyes.

"I was wondering why there was no one up there. Turns out they all slipped downstairs."

Ye Yiyi walked up the stairs with a chuckle, pointing the long sword in his hand at an angle.

"Then please make way, you dead."

Chapter 351 The New World of the Dead

Through the self-narration of the deceased before his death, Ye Yiyi knew that they were all a group of poor people who had suffered persecution and were finally brainwashed by the curse master.

In other words, the dead people standing before him were not enemies who had committed heinous crimes and needed to be eliminated as soon as possible.

Ye Yiyi didn't want to kill them unless necessary.

So, facing the lifeless gazes of the dead, he held a sword at his side with one hand and pulled out a hunting knife from behind with the other, raising it above his head.

"Look at this dagger! Is there anyone among you who recognizes it?"

The dead people's eyes moved slightly, and they all cast their gazes towards the knife in Ye Yiyi's hand.

After a brief silence, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing.

The little white mouse that had stabbed his second brother to death could not help but lower its head slightly.

"...The guardian, has it disappeared?"

"That deceased did not die at my hands..."

Ye Yiyi lowered his arms, slowed down his pace, looked around at everyone and spoke.

"...but after learning the truth, he turned into mist and disappeared."

"the truth?"

The white-haired rat man looked up with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"We don't trust you."

The dead holding torches burning with cold white flames took a step back. The dead in the front pointed the spears in their hands forward, and the dead holding longbows in the back drew their bows and arrows.

A battle seemed inevitable.

"Haha~"

So Ye Yiyi stopped and showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Why are you raising your weapons against me?"

"You are the enemy and I cannot allow you to advance any further."

The white-haired rat man spoke, standing in front of the dead with a dagger in his hand. After the so-called "guardian" disappeared, it seemed to have become the new leader.

"Enemy?" Ye Yiyi smiled lightly.

"Did I kidnap you from your homes and take you to a foreign country?"

“No,” said the Rat Man.

"Is that because I'm using you as living subjects for experiments, and if you fail, I'm going to turn you into dead beings and continue to enslave you?"

“This is not slavery…”

One of the deceased persons interjected, but the voice was quickly lost in the silent voice.

Finally the Rat Man answered:

"No."

"If it's none of those things, then why am I your enemy?"

Ye Yiyi's expression became even more mocking.

"And the people who harmed you have become the ones you want to protect?"

“…” The rat man was silent.

The other dead were also silent, and some even quietly put down their weapons.

They are dead, just without emotions, not fools, without basic logic and thinking ability.

"...That's the adults' request." The rat man was silent for a while, then answered.

"Then why do you hesitate?"

Ye Yiyi's golden vertical pupils glanced at him sideways, as fast as lightning.

Even though the rat man had no emotions, he couldn't help but take a step back under such a gaze.

Then it widened its eyes slightly and saw Ye Yiyi put the gray sword back on his back and took out a huge sword from behind.

"That is..." The rat man's eyes gradually became dull.

"You are also a ratman. I wonder if you recognize this weapon?"

Ye Yiyi lifted the two-meter-long sterling silver sword with one hand. The hilt was carved with delicate patterns and decorated with precious gems.

"This is the weapon of a Raziel Ratman Knight. I found it in a Curse Controller's testing ground."

Ye Yiyi looked at the Silver Knight Sword in his hand, then looked at the rat man with a frozen expression, and said calmly.

"But unfortunately, when I found it, its owner had already died, and its body had been desecrated by the Curse Controller and transformed into a demonic combat tool.

"Judging from your expression... you seem to know the owner of this sword. So, could you please tell me what he promised you that made you willing to give everything to serve him?"

"My lord, he..." The rat man was trembling all over, staring blankly at the sword, but he couldn't stammer out a word.

Then one of the dead people next to him spoke up.

"The adults once told us that our existence and dedication are necessary! It is a cause that transcends the mundane, an incomparably noble one, a great goal for connecting all living beings and ushering in a brand new world! And we are the lucky ones they have chosen.

"When stagnation comes, we will live in a brand new world and become the masters of that new world!"

"Lucky..."

Ye Yiyi muttered this sentence, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Judging from the ending of The Cursed King, this statement is indeed correct.

The dead do live in the world after the advent of stagnation, becoming the masters of that new world.

But that is because it is a world where all living things have died and only the dead can survive.

A new world does not mean it is a good world.

What good is there in such a cold and dead world?

"Don't be deceived by the enemy's words!"

The dead man looked at the Rat Man and said:

"My Lord, it has become a dead being just like us, which means he did not lie. The end of all living things is death. We are now walking on the right path, and all our efforts are worth it!"

"I see……"

The rat man's trembling body gradually calmed down. It looked at the huge sword in Ye Yiyi's hand, and its eyes, which had changed drastically, became dead again.

"My Lord is not wrong... He promised me that the day when the Ratman of Raziel successfully restores his nation will come as scheduled when the New World arrives."

It raised the dagger in its hand and pointed it at the speechless Ye Yiyi.

"This will be the starting point of the new world. Living beings from the old world, you should not come here. Please turn back."

"..."

Seeing this, Ye Yiyi silently retracted the Silver Knight Sword and pulled out the Gray Scale Contract from behind him again.

"Hey……"

He sighed softly and closed his eyes helplessly.

"It seems that I can't convince you."

"This is a confrontation between the New World and the Old World. You can't resolve it alone," the Rat Man said calmly.

"Either join us and become a part of the new world, or be annihilated as a wave in the torrent of the new world. Apart from this, you have no other choice."

"Shameless talk!"

Ye Yiyi threw up a red ball and smashed it with a wave of his hand, letting the bright red mist wrap around the light golden sword.

Then he took a step forward with a ferocious smile on his face.

"I want to see how this so-called torrent will annihilate me!"

"Go ahead." The rat man waved the dagger forward expressionlessly.