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

Standing on the golden wheel, Ye Yiyi examined the light screen in front of him with emotion, his expression becoming more and more weird.

"Experimental waste?"

Ye Yiyi could understand that valuables should be transported away in advance before the city sank.

After all, Panyalong City was planned to sink, and if you don't take the things here away, it would be no different from throwing them away and wasting them.

But if that’s the case, then doesn’t the true spirit of the Yanjin Gold come from experimental waste?

Isn’t this a bit outrageous?

He couldn't help scratching his head, thinking that if a true spirit could be born from waste, how amazing would the successful experimental product be?

"No, since it's said to be waste, then the birth of the Yanjin True Spirit should just be the product of chance and coincidence over a long period of time..."

He thought for a moment, then flapped his wings of light and flew up, circling around the hall.

But Feilong's inventory before leaving was flawless. Apart from the document prop, Ye Yiyi did not find any items that could jump out of the light curtain.

“This is so clean…”

He raised his eyebrows, then looked towards the huge door at the end of the hall.

"In that case, we can only look elsewhere. Oh, and find the dumping ground for experimental waste!"

Since the experimental waste was not taken away, it must be somewhere in the hall.

After making the decision, Ye Yiyi immediately flew towards the gate.

The Yanjin Hall is only a part of the Dragon Hall, so the specifications of the building must not only accommodate the size of the flying dragon, but also leave a separate path for humans to pass through.

Therefore, when the main hall door could not be opened, he found a tunnel leading to the outside world on the metal wall next to the door.

After passing through the tunnel, a hall that was slightly smaller than the previous one appeared in front of Ye Yiyi.

"The structure of this place seems somewhat different from the Dragon Soul Fortress. Is it a building composed of multiple halls?"

He stood on the high iron railing and looked around the entire hall. His eyes swept across the huge door on the right wall and finally fell on the deep pit in the center of the hall.

This hall is not only small, but also has nothing in it except the pit in the center.

“Should this be a downward or upward channel?”

Flying above the big pit, he looked down into the depths of the downward passage, and then found a giant mechanical wall blocking the tunnel at a turning point not far away.

The reason it is called a wall is because it is perpendicular to the ground and leads straight ahead.

"Isn't it completely downwards, and sealed... Hmm."

Ye Yiyi took out the light screen map to check the direction, and then found that this passage was facing Feilong Mountain.

"Could it be the tunnel leading to the Dragon Soul Fortress?"

He flapped his wings and fell in front of the wall. Then he saw the wall moving amidst bursts of roars, and a prompt popped up on the light screen.

[The door to the Yanjin Hall has opened outwards! ]

"Open outwards? Looks like my guess was right."

But unlike the previous door, this wall of the mechanism only had a narrow gap that could only accommodate two people entering and exiting at the same time. With Feilong's body size, it was completely impossible for him to get in.

As Ye Yiyi walked out of the narrow door, seven or eight inferior dragon-transformed beings covered in black mist turned their heads at the same time and looked at him with their blood-red vertical pupils.

"Uh……"

Ye Yi looked around expressionlessly, then lowered his head to look at the thin layer of black fog on the ground beneath his feet.

"curse?"

"Roar!!"

A hoarse roar was accompanied by the whistling wind. Ye Yiyi suddenly pulled out the Black Scale Contract behind him and slashed forward an "X"-shaped arc of gray flame.

The two inferior dragon-transformers who bore the brunt of the attack were knocked away by the arc of light and fell heavily into the group of dragon-transformers not far away.

"Roar! Roar!"

They roared and spewed out a large amount of black mist from their bodies, turning the gray flames into crystals and extinguishing them. Then they raised their heads and let out a shrill scream.

"Roar!!"

A large number of inferior dragon-transformers poured out from the dark tunnel, including winged inferior dragon-transformers wearing metal dragon armor!

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

The air exploded with a sound, and three star-piercing armor-piercing cones shot out from the air, accurately hitting the three winged dragons that had no time to dodge, and directly blowing them in the head.

But the armor-piercing cone that had been invincible before now lost its power.

The long cone wrapped in meteorites shattered directly when it hit the dragon armor. The dragon-transformed being raised its head slightly, then showed its fangs unharmed and roared angrily.

Seeing this, Ye Yiyi lowered his eyes and looked ahead.

Prophecy!!

"A stagnant prophecy... I understand. This is where Yuukoza was stationed before." Ye Yiyi's eyes were deep.

Magic·Touch of Flesh!

Combat Skill: Stepping on the Feathered Dragon Soul!

Crystalline tentacles filled with metallic texture rushed out from the lower back and took the long sword in his hand.

"Roar!!"

An illusory dragon shadow descended from the sky and merged into the inorganic body, transforming it into a dragon shape.

Looking at the many cursed creatures rushing towards him, Ye Yiyi drew out his two catalyst swords, swung the dragon tail behind him lightly, and murderous intent flashed in his vertical pupils.

"Perfect, I'll use you to test the effects of my new ring...eh?"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A loud rumbling sound, accompanied by a tremor, came through the ground. Ye Yiyi passed the group of cursed dragons and looked into the depths of the distant passage. His eyes froze.

"Is that... a half-dragon?"

Chapter 389: Hawkwood of the Dragon Clan

Accompanied by heavy footsteps, a creature with a dragon head but no wings, a dragon tail but no feet, a bloated dragon body with broken scales, and a large number of flesh and blood tentacles and human limbs swinging back and forth, was coming out from the depths of the dark tunnel.

But what made Ye Yiyi feel horrified and confused was that the monster of flesh and blood, which only had the shape of a dragon and was made entirely of pieced together and stitched together, was now pressing on a heavy track chassis.

"This thing... a tank?!"

Ye Yiyi swung his sword and knocked the attacking dragon away. He looked over and was immediately stunned.

"Roar!!!"

Driving a rugged tank chassis, the half-dragon of flesh and blood, covered in cursed black mist, raised its slender dragon neck and let out a terrifying roar!

The surrounding dragonized beings retreated in fear, making way for the half-dragon tank.

Then it lowered its dragon head and stretched its pitch-black dragon mouth forward as far as possible. Then, a black and yellow flame suddenly appeared in the depths of its throat where a large number of flesh-colored tentacles grew.

"It's really a tank?!"

"Bah!"

As soon as Ye Yiyi finished speaking in horror, there was a loud bang, and a huge black and yellow fireball was spit out from the dragon's mouth, flying over a distance of nearly 100 meters.

He was so surprised that he pale with fear and quickly flapped his wings of light to fly straight into the air.

"boom!"

As soon as he took off into the air, a black and yellow fireball fell heavily along a parabola to where he had landed before, followed by a huge explosion!

"Grass!!"

A dazzling flame lit up, and the shock wave spread outward along with the cursed black mist. Ye Yiyi's body swayed and he hit the ceiling uncontrollably.

"This is far more powerful than a tank shell...!"

He rubbed his head and looked down, his eyes sweeping across the ground filled with black smoke and completely covered by black and yellow flames. Then he heard a lot of wailing and gasping sounds coming into his ears.

"Grass!"

He suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.

He could fly and dodge quickly, so he only suffered impact damage from a huge fireball, but the inferior dragonizers who had no time to escape were hit directly by the fireball.

Ordinary inferior dragon-transformers were torn apart in the explosion, with flesh and blood flying everywhere. Under the scorching heat of the remaining flames, one could even smell a strange mixture of sweet and foul odors.

In comparison, the situation of the Winged Inferior Dragon Transformer is undoubtedly much better because it is protected by dragon armor.

But they were not in much better condition. The few that Ye Yiyi saw had their wings and membranes completely torn off, wounds all over their bodies, and their exposed limbs were broken and mutilated.

Even if they didn't die, they would have completely lost their ability to fight and could only be slaughtered.

Not far away, a large number of inferior dragon-transformed beings were still rushing into the battlefield fearlessly.

The half-dragon tank behind them ignored all this, opened its smoke-filled mouth again, and a flame lit up deep in its throat.

"After all this time, it turns out they are friendly forces."

Ye Yiyi glanced at the simplified light screen that was already flooding the screen, an amused look on his face, and then descended from the air.

"Bah!"

Another huge fireball flew across the sky. He swung the long and tough sword tail to draw an arc of blade light, knocking away many dragon-transformed people beside him at the same time. Then he twisted his body and got into the narrow gap in the door.

"boom!!"

A roar sounded, and Ye Yiyi looked at the air waves and flames rushing into the door, as well as the echoes of the simplified light curtain jumping in large quantities, grinning and smiling in his heart.

"What do you mean by being surrounded by friendly forces? This is so cool! I don't even have to do anything myself!"

This group of dragon-transformers don't have much brains. When it comes to fighting, they can only stare at the enemy and scream, and then rely on their strong physical fitness to kill them mindlessly.

After being eroded by the curse, his stupidity reached a new level, and he even lost the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid danger.

In addition, there is no concept of ignoring friendly fire in reality, so once a large-scale attack is carried out, extremely effective results can be achieved.

Therefore, Ye Yiyi did not attack, but appeared back and forth in the crack of the door, luring the half-dragon tank to attack other dragonized people who rushed to the door.

After five or six rounds of this, the many cursed creatures lurking outside the gate were cleared out, leaving only the half-dragon tank that was still stupidly opening its mouth to accumulate power.

"The output is strong, but the brain is not very good."

Ye Yiyi shook his head and laughed, then took out his greatsword and went forward to fight. After only a few rounds, he cut off the dragon's head and killed it directly!

"This thing is too weak..."

Looking at the lifeless black dragon head at his feet, Ye Yiyi put the two swords behind his back in extreme disappointment.

This half-dragon tank has a very impactful appearance, but it is actually very weak in combat.

The tracks and tank chassis seem stable, but the steering is extremely slow. When dealing with agile enemies, you can only rely on your high health to resist.

Although its dragon head can launch extremely powerful long-range bombardments, its close-range combat means are extremely scarce. Apart from the dragon bite and tail sweep with extremely limited angles, it has no other moves.

Therefore, he only flew around it a few times, then rushed out from the blind spot behind him and directly cut off the dragon's head.

Now that the battle is over, it's time to count the gains.

Looking around the devastated battlefield, Ye Yiyi turned his gaze to the simplified light curtain.

Soul Echo +15525

Current Soul Echoes: 111815

"It's actually 11?" He couldn't help but be a little surprised, and quickly opened the prompt to record and estimate.

"There are five Winged Dragon Transformers, one of which gave 8625 echoes. The other 48 are ordinary, inferior Degenerated Dragon Transformers... Is it because of the curse? The echo amount has increased by 5 times?"

The basic echo of the Winged Lesser Dragon is 5000. With the 1.5 times bonus of the curse, the personal characteristics and the ring's total echo bonus of 15%, it is exactly 8625.

Calculated in this way, the basic soul of the half-dragon tank, when not eroded by the curse, is exactly 9000, still less than 10,000.

"9000... no wonder."

Ye Yiyi nodded thoughtfully, thinking that this guy was not as good as the previous spy master.

I briefly cleared the battlefield, but didn't get much loot.

Since the dragon was blown to pieces by the fireball, Ye Yiyi only found 5 relatively intact dragon armors and many curse sources above level 5.