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

"So how do we defeat this boss?"

Following Si Luo's footsteps with a hint of doubt, he soon stepped into a strange ancient building in the style of the ancient Roman Pantheon.

The passionate hymns echoed in his ears, and the singing seemed to resonate with the magnificent hall he was in. A different kind of excitement immediately ignited in Ye Yiyi's heart.

"This feeling... is wonderful."

He looked at the various people walking by, some wearing armor, some wearing windbreakers, and some wearing luxurious dresses. His eyes swept over their flushed cheeks, eager expressions and high spirits, and he was amazed.

"This song seems to have an uplifting effect?"

This is different from the hymn that only serves as background music when he fights the boss. It is more similar to the effect of a hymn spell.

"Could it be that this is actually a hymn spell?"

With curiosity, he looked at Si Luo who was walking towards him after taking two wooden signs from the front desk.

"How's it going, Sullivan?"

Si Luo's face flushed, and he excitedly handed over a wooden sign, and said excitedly:

“Do you feel like your emotions are suddenly heightened by listening to the hymns here?”

“I do feel that way.”

Ye Yiyi took the wooden sign and asked curiously:

"But why is it like this? I didn't feel this way when I heard the singing outside just now. Why do I feel different as soon as I come in?"

He looked up at the brightly colored oil painting on the high dome ceiling and discovered that it depicted a sturdy knight holding a large spear and a golden cup on his head, who was charging at the surrounding subhuman knights of various shapes.

"That's because this is the Temple of Glory blessed by the law!"

Just as Si Luo was about to speak, a middle-aged knight with a square face, wearing dark golden plate armor, holding a helmet in his arms, and with thick eyebrows, who was also holding a card in his hand, answered.

“It’s actually… Sir Knight John Deere…!”

Si Luo looked at the man, was surprised, and quickly bowed.

"Ouch! No need to salute!"

Seeing this, Ye Yiyi was about to salute the knight, but was stopped by the other party who took his arm.

Seeing that Si Luo seemed puzzled, the thick-browed knight couldn't help but laugh:

"This is the place where the splendor of the law descends, and it is also a place where one can purify oneself and purify one's desires. All who bathe in this splendor are the subjects of the law, regardless of high or low status.

“Even His Majesty the King and His Holiness the Pope often meet here with the people and citizens in a frank and honest manner, sharing the glory of the law.

"So you two don't need to greet each other. I'm just an ordinary person here."

Is there such a thing?

After hearing the knight's story, Ye Yiyi was surprised.

Still being honest with the people and sharing the glory of the law?

Do you think this is Rome? Even taking a bath requires equality?

Then why did I find that no one was allowed to enter without a pass when I entered the inner door of the tunnel?

Does that mean people from outside the city are not citizens?

He kept complaining in his mind, but Si Luo beside him suddenly "understood" and then showed gratitude on his face.

"I see. Thank you very much... uh, I mean, Mr. John Deere for clearing up my confusion!"

"It's just a small matter, no need to thank me."

John Deere nodded slightly and walked towards the doors on both sides of the hall.

"Who is that person? Do you know him?"

Seeing that Si Luo breathed a sigh of relief after the knight left, Ye Yiyi asked in a low voice.

"He is John Deere, one of the three Great Knights of the Law guarding the Royal City. He also holds the title of Knight Master. Over the past ten years, he has trained many outstanding Knights of the Law..."

Si Luo muttered a few words in a low voice, and finally warned:

"Also, don't take what he says seriously, or you won't even know how you died in the end!"

"Uh?"

Ye Yiyi raised her eyebrows, somewhat puzzled.

“The John Deere Knight may be what he says he is, but what about the others?

"If you offend a powerful but petty noble here, he won't do anything to you here, but what about after you leave?"

Si Luo couldn't help rolling his eyes when he said this.

"So don't believe his words. The law does exist, but there are still many places in this world that have not been illuminated by the glory of the law.

"In those dark places, the world is still uncivilized, where the strong prey on the weak... but!"

Si Luo suddenly raised his voice, and his emotions became more excited against the backdrop of the hymn, which scared Ye Yiyi who was looking down in deep thought.

He raised his head blankly and heard Si Luo roar loudly:

"But one day, the glory of the law will finally shine upon the entire world!!!"

The hall suddenly became quiet, and Ye Yiyi noticed that everyone around him cast silent glances at him.

"Ah this..."

He suddenly felt an indescribable embarrassment.

After a brief silence, an equally loud shout suddenly broke the dead silence! !

"well said!!"

"That's right! The glory of the law will eventually shine upon the entire world!!"

"Dedicate everything to our glorious principles!!!"

The sounds rose and fell throughout the hall, eventually converging into a wave that even drowned out the hymns, as if it was going to overturn the ceiling of the hall.

“Isn’t that so…?”

Ye Yiyi looked around with a stiff face, but found that everyone he saw was shouting sincerely from the bottom of their hearts.

Some people even had red faces and bulging veins on their temples, looking like they were about to explode.

This extremely fanatical attitude swept through everyone present like a virus.

Ye Yiyi couldn't understand it, but he was shocked!

Is this a pyramid scheme scene from somewhere?

No, there is no man with a mustache giving a speech here. How did it suddenly become like this?

In order not to arouse suspicion, he quickly pretended to be fanatical and shouted a few slogans.

After all, in such an extreme environment, you can only follow public opinion and become as fanatical and extreme as everyone else. If you stay sober, you will become the only outlier.

The fate of the outliers is naturally predictable.

Then Ye Yiyi saw the fanatical crowd present, angrily rushing towards a young man in the corner.

The man was not very old, wearing a light red patterned robe. He sat alone on the sofa in the corner, staring coldly at the scene in the hall from beginning to end.

Seeing everyone coming towards him with angry questioning, the man was not panicked at all. He just waved his hand lightly, and a beam of light purple light flashed, and the fanatical people present suddenly fell down.

"this……?"

Ye Yiyi had never anticipated this scene, so when they fell like wheat in the wind, he was still standing there in a daze, and his eyes met with the man who was looking at him inexplicably.

"Uh?"

Seeing this, the man was stunned.

The two men looked at each other from a distance across the "corpses" lying on the ground, like two sculptures.

"Grass!!"

The man's pupils constricted, and he suddenly reacted. His expression changed drastically, and he raised his left hand forward while cursing!

“Sah!!”

The next moment, blood splattered and an arm flew into the sky.

"What??"

The man stared blankly at his left arm that had disappeared completely. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure lower his arm and swing it sideways. He was still holding a pitch-black sword in his hand. In the blink of an eye, the figure completely disappeared from the spot.

"Duankongqi? It's the God Slayer!!!"

A huge shadow descended from nothingness, and irresistible fear suddenly filled his mind.

At the last moment before death, the man's instinct as a warrior made him react before his fear!

He lowered his head without any grace and rolled to the ground in a manner that was almost like a fall.

The next moment, the thin layer of scalp on the back of his head disappeared, and the back collar of his robe was neatly shaved off.

The chill traveled along the nerves to the tailbone, followed by severe pain and a sense of horror.

But he had no time to think, his violently beating heart forced him to open his mouth wide and bite down on his left arm which was about to fall to the ground.

Then golden light emerged, and the body with a broken arm turned into gray mist and rushed to the side, fleeing straight towards the main door of the hall.

"Tsk! It was only a matter of a moment, why not just die obediently?"

Ye Yiyi looked at the gray mist fleeing inward along the ground, and couldn't help but lower his gray-black sword and smacked his lips.

"But you can't escape..."

He followed closely behind, uttering the classic words often spoken by villains, and then the silver staff fell into his hand. The moment he rushed into the door, he swung the staff forward.

Magic Star Touch!!

Deep blue mist emerged above the moondust crystals, and a translucent tentacle shot out from it, shooting straight towards the gray fog that was fleeing along the ground.

But just before the crystallized power was about to hit, the gray fog suddenly spread out and turned into dozens of air currents that shot forward, just avoiding the fatal move.

Ye Yiyi remained silent, his eyes sweeping across the doorway at the naked men lying on the ground, but without a single piece of clothing on their bodies. He forcibly controlled his tentacles to retract before they hit some unlucky naked guy.

Although killing is necessary, it is best to kill without leaving any trace.

In other words, it is to kill the witness without revealing one's own presence.

Leaving traces of crystallization and killing innocent people are all within the scope of exposing oneself.

As for whether he would be photographed by the catalyst, he would have to wait until he eliminated the witnesses and then slowly search.

"The worst that can happen is that the stealth attack fails, so I'll just kill him!"

His eyes were fixed on the Gray Mist Spirit〩Dream Flag貳彡令(四?)衤三〉(四), and then he quickened his pace, crossing the corridor filled with naked men and rushing into the next door.

As I stepped out of the door, the space suddenly became brighter.

The rising white mist floated above the bathtub made of multiple stacked stones. Ye Yiyi glanced at it and raised his hand to shoot a tracking magic arrow, which hit the gray fog mixed in the white mist and tried to escape over the wall.

"Clang!!"

A white light flashed, the gray fog was hit, and an illusory figure suddenly appeared from the void and solidified, then turned into a figure with a broken arm and fell from the sky.

“Mmmmm!”

The man's eyes widened, and he whimpered miserably with his severed arm in his mouth.

When he fell to the ground, he rolled over hastily, and his left calf flew off his body and fell to the side, with bright red blood staining the ground.

"Tsk!!"

The second cut was again dodged by the opponent with a heroic move.

Ye Yiyi remained calm and swung his sword again, making the third air-cut.

　Yiling I thought/Wu Jiujiu?* put Ling [Dream "Ugh!!"

The man's eyes widened and his head suddenly flew up.

At the same time, a flash of golden light suddenly burst out from the arm still held in his mouth! !

"Is this okay?!"

Can you still cast spells after your head is chopped off?