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

"Good morning, sir."

Wushanzuo's massive body didn't move, but his head turned 180 degrees on his neck and looked over. He greeted Ye Yiyi and replied at the same time:

"Adam and the knights' souls were oppressed by their true natures, causing their egos and ids to lose coordination. Not only were their consciousnesses confused, but they also developed serious psychological problems."

"Ah this..."

Ye Yiyi was slightly surprised. "Then can they be saved? And what about my dung beetle?"

“Please rest assured, fortunately, Master Wushanzuo is also very proficient in chaos magic. He personally helped them adjust and eliminate those experiences and feelings.

"As for that dung beetle...it seems to have found a blessing in disguise, having fallen into some strange state of slumber."

Speaking of this, Wushanzu was also a little surprised.

"I've never seen such a miraculous creature before. It can actually produce antibodies to external stimuli. Ordinary spiritual and even mental attacks are no longer effective against it. With all due respect, where did you discover it?"

"call."

Hearing that the dung beetle was fine, Ye Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing that the dung beetle had awakened its abilities, Ye Yiyi smiled mysteriously, but said nothing.

Fortunately, Wu Shanzuo did not ask any further questions and just continued to complain.

"But then again, it was the princess who didn't know how to control her strength. To test you, she almost killed those people!

"Really? Don't you think about it? How many people can bear the experience and feelings she has experienced over the past ten thousand years? Can't you cause me less trouble?"

Seeing Ye Yiyi's expression suddenly become a little embarrassed, Wu Shanzuo seemed to realize something. He stopped the work in his hands and looked up at the half-open door of the mansion.

A witch wrapped in a black robe and wearing a pointed wide-brimmed hat was walking out from the crack of the door, looking at Wushanzu with a dark face and an unfriendly look.

"..."

Wushanzuo was silent for a while, and suddenly spread his hands towards Ye Yiyi.

"Look, I told her the truth and she's upset. This waiter job is so hard. I even want to quit..."

As it spoke, it stood up and walked out on its own.

"Speaking of which, I still need to go check on the farmland. Your Excellency, I will take my leave now."

No, buddy, don’t run, keep fighting!

Looking at Wushanzuo's back, which was almost flying away, Ye Yiyi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Humph!"

The witch snorted coldly, and didn't bother to pay attention to Wushanzuo, so she walked into the garden and looked at Ye Qilinwusi, Piqiqijunyang one by one.

Then her tense expression suddenly deflated, and she became as limp as a punctured balloon.

She put on a pitiful look, raised her hand to grab the corner of Ye Yiyi's clothes, and pleaded in a delicate voice with a long tone.

"My beloved disciple, I acknowledge you! I acknowledge that you are a one-in-a-million magical genius, and that you can master any kind of magic instantly!

"But could you please not leave so quickly..."

She pretended to be on the verge of tears and looked pitiful, and said humbly:

"After all these years, I finally had someone to talk to, and now you're gone. I'm going to be lonely!"

Ye Yiyi glanced at the holy monument beside him, and suddenly remembered that it was in this place last night that the witch gave him that crazy smile.

After spending an evening learning the magic from two magic books, the witch was completely speechless about Ye Yiyi's so-called "talent".

As she said at the time, "You're worthy of being me! I'm really good at accepting disciples!", but she panicked completely as soon as she finished speaking.

Now that he has learned magic, Ye Yiyi can leave here.

But even a witch who has lived for ten thousand years will eventually feel lonely.

Looking at the pleading of the "weak woman" who was as delicate as a delicate flower, Ye Yiyi sighed slightly and said:

"Can you go talk to Wushanzuo?"

"I don't want to! That metal lump is obsessed with Lord Wushanza and Lord Wushanza. He even mocked me just now..."

The witch gritted her teeth, and suddenly noticed that Ye Yiyi had a strange expression. She simply stopped pretending, grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook him, pestering him:

"No, I won't let you leave! If you dare to walk out of here, you can no longer recognize me as your teacher!"

"Ahem, I didn't say I was leaving now."

Ye Yiyi coughed twice, then said silently while holding the Moonlight Spear:

"I just plan to go out and find some vengeful spirits to try out the magic I've just learned."

"really?"

The witch's eyes lit up, and her expression suddenly became bright and cheerful again.

She put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows with joy and said aggressively:

"Then let's go! I'm going out with you! It's time to clear out the evil spirits in the depression, and I'll give you some on-site guidance!"

"But that's not what you just said..."

"Just now? Did I say anything? Who heard it?"

He looked at the witch who pretended to be confused, then smiled and happily pulled him out of the town.

Even though he already knew the other person's temperament, Ye Yiyi still couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

On the way, he spoke to Wu Shanzuo who was fishing in the fish pond outside the town. The latter immediately put down his fishing rod without fishing line and followed him shamelessly.

So the number of people traveling together increased to two, and it was this lineup that made Ye Yiyi gasp.

One is a king-chooser knight and a skilled assault servant, and the other is the daughter of the king, and also an immortal witch who has lived for over ten thousand years.

Add Ye Yiyi to the mix, and even if a god descends, this lineup will still be doomed to death.

Now you tell me that we are just going to fight ordinary ghosts?

Although it's experimental magic, isn't it a waste of talent?

"Can you give me a little more difficulty?"

He proposed this to the witch and received her approval.

"Alright, then let's make it a little more difficult for my beloved disciple. Wu Shanzuo, lead us to find that Soul Demon Knight."

"Soul Knight? What is that?"

"You'll know when the time comes." The witch smiled mysteriously at him, then raised the brim of her hat and looked into the distance.

The two were currently sitting on the shoulders of Wushanzuo. The fifteen-meter-tall metal giant strode through the pale forest, and every step made the ground rumble.

The deep depression during the day was just as Norsley had said. Although it was still deep, at least the vision was no longer restricted.

Looking up at the gloomy and dark sky, Ye Yiyi gazed into the distance. Soon, a headless knight riding a black-armored horse, his body covered in dark mist, appeared in Ye Yiyi's eyes.

"That's the Soul Knight? He's riding a horse?"

"Anyway, my beloved disciple, it's up to you! Use the new magic I've taught you to smash it into pieces with all your might!"

The witch waved her little fists vigorously, watching Ye Yiyi leap forward and fall heavily into the knight's sight.

"Sigh~"

The headless knight turned his horse's head and looked over, then raised the strange spear in his hand that was shaped like a forked branch and rushed towards Ye Yiyi.

At the same time, a low hymn sounded, and the simplified light curtain in front of him turned into a long blood bar. Nine large characters slowly appeared on the blood bar.

[Deep Guardian Knight Demon Soul]

Chapter 403 [Hanging Black Foam] and [Depressed Force Field]

"Wait a minute, this is actually a mini-boss?"

Looking at the blood bar that suddenly appeared in front of him and the low hymn echoing in his ears, Ye Yiyi was slightly surprised.

But he soon smiled, used his quick steps to dodge the alien spear that was coming straight at him, and hid behind the knight.

"My beloved disciple! You hid beautifully!"

Ye Yiyi was about to raise the light gun when the witch's excited scream was heard.

He paused and subconsciously looked up, and saw the witch standing on Wushan's shoulders, waving her pink fists at her fiercely.

"Come on! Use the magic I taught you to kill it!"

"No, why are you shouting so loudly? Aren't you afraid that the knight will come for you?"

Ye Yiyi frowned, ignored the witch's support, and looked down at the back of the knight who had just passed by and was now riding his horse towards Wushanzuo.

Yelling in the face of a charging enemy, what's the difference between that and "taunting"?

But what surprised Ye Yiyi was that when the Soul Demon Knight was less than ten meters away from Wushan Seat, he suddenly turned his horse.

After drawing a huge arc, the knight ran around Ye Yiyi as the center, while holding the alien spear high in his hand.

A large amount of black mist poured out from the branch-like spear tip and floated in the air as the knight galloped.

Then the black fog surged and changed, turning into a row of black spheres floating in the air.

"This move...could it be the suspended black foam?!"

Ye Yiyi raised her eyebrows, feeling confused.

If he remembered correctly, this move that made him feel very familiar was the "Hovering Black Foam" that he had "learned" during the magic class last night at the cost of 1500 soul echoes.

【Black foam in the air】

Spell Slots: 1

Skill cost: 20

Required intelligence: 24

Item Description: Deep magic discovered by the Witch of the Damned in the depths of decadence.

Can leave a deep mist in the air,

Then it transformed into suspended dark bullets and fired out one after another.

Can cast spells while walking, or release them continuously by charging.

The darkness recreated by the witch's hands has mass.

Therefore, it can cause physical damage.

From a research perspective,

That may be the original appearance of the soul in a stagnant state.

As the knight continued to gallop forward, more and more dark bullets appeared in the air.

In just a moment, a large number of dark bombs surrounded Ye Yiyi completely like a star ring.

As the knight swung the alien spear in his hand heavily, a blanket of black foam shot out in the air, turning into a rain of bullets, falling one by one towards Ye in the center.

"Knight Demon Soul, Deep Guardian?"

He whispered the opponent's name and activated the combat skill "Stepping on the Feathered Dragon Soul" at the same time. While dodging, he merged with the phantom of the flying dragon that descended from the void.

Judging from the name, the moves, and the fact that the opponent just ignored Wushanza and the witch and attacked him,

This guy is most likely under the command of the witch and the guardian of the Deep Depression, right?

"How strange! You're using the magic I just learned against me..."

Countless dark bullets turned into a barrage and attacked, but in the eyes of Ye Yiyi, whose evasion performance and torso sensitivity had been greatly improved, those slow-moving bullets posed no threat at all.

He leaped and moved, his sturdy body as flexible as if it had no bones, and he made a series of incredible dodging moves in the dense barrage of bullets. Almost every movement of his limbs could avoid an incoming dark bullet.

It was like a strange dance born in the darkness, with strange and bold movements, yet filled with a certain alien beauty.

The witch who was sitting on Wushanzuo's shoulder and watching this scene had already widened her eyes and opened her mouth, almost stunned.

"My beloved disciple is quite extraordinary..."

After the dark barrage was all over, the witch looked at Ye Yiyi, who was completely unharmed and standing on the bumpy ground, and then she slowly closed her mouth and muttered to herself with a solemn expression.

"He managed to dodge them all without getting hurt? What kind of dexterity is this?"