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

"That is……"

He gazed at the painting in the cold white candlelight, but all he saw was a chaotic and blurry burning heat and crimson, like a scorching flame created by the accumulation of pure colors.

But for some reason, in this dead silent hall, Ye Yiyi felt a burning heat rising in his heart.

"Ok?"

He felt the inexplicable heat and subconsciously looked away, wanting to feel it more carefully.

But that hot feeling was like a slippery earthworm, and it disappeared in an instant if you were not careful.

"I saw a ghost..."

Ye Yiyi frowned, and suddenly an idea popped up in his mind.

"This painting...could it be another work by the Dream Painter?"

"cough……"

"Ok?"

Ye Yiyi looked back in the direction of the sound, only to see a man dressed as a knight trembling in the middle of the tragic pile of corpses.

"Is there anyone alive?"

He reacted quickly, took out the Moonlight Gun and fired a shot full of vitality, then quickly walked towards the knight.

"Hey, are you okay..."

Looking down, Ye Yiyi's voice suddenly choked.

The knight's armor was pierced through the left chest by an unknown force, and the flesh and bones inside were now empty.

But a faint red light protected the broken penetrating wound, and he could even see the heart that was gradually stopping beating in the right chest cavity through the faint light.

“Spiritual fire…”

As if he had sensed Ye Yiyi's approach, the knight lying on the ground stretched out his hand and pointed in front of him.

"Stop talking, I can save you!"

Ye Yiyi hurriedly took out the evil mushroom, bent down and was about to stuff it into the knight's mouth.

But the knight suddenly grabbed his hand with strength he didn't know where it came from.

Then he raised his head, struggling and trembling, revealing a hideous face covered in blood...

"Spirit Fire Chapel...quickly...ngh!"

The knight's voice stopped abruptly, Ye Yiyi broke free from his hand and stuffed the mushroom into the knight's mouth like lightning.

"Of course I will go, but do you think I'm kidding when I say I can save you?"

Ye Yiyi helped the man sit up, took out the essence of life and the resuscitation potion from behind and fed it to the man. Then he took out the hilt of the Longzhu Holy Sword and left a grave flower for the knight in the descent of the virtual image of the Virgin Mary.

"This……"

Feeling the abundant vitality soothing his dying body, the knight's ferocious expression gradually relaxed, and his pale skin gradually showed a healthy red.

He slumped against a broken wooden bench, staring blankly at the gray-black spirit, unable to understand why this ghost-like being would save him.

"almost……"

Ye Yiyi looked at the hole on the knight's chest where tender flesh continued to grow, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing this guy has his heart on the right side, otherwise he would have died before I even got here...

"Now with the support of the Evil-Born Mushrooms, along with the vitality provided by the Life Essence and the Resuscitation Potion, it's not difficult to revive the dead.

After all, those were mushrooms he had grown himself. As long as the injuries weren't caused by the kind of magic that Alice had, as long as she wasn't dead, she could be saved.

Looking at the knight with a redder complexion and holding a grave flower in his hand, Ye Yiyi once again unleashed a full vitality attack before asking:

"Where is the Spirit Fire Chapel?"

"Go out through the side door over there... at the end of the cliff is..."

"cliff?"

So this place is on the mountain?

"I'll go over and take a look, you stay here."

Ye Yiyi stood up and turned to walk towards the direction the knight pointed.

“…Who…who are you?”

The knight looked at Ye Yiyi's gray-black back and couldn't help but ask.

Ye Yiyi's steps slowed down slightly, but he did not stop or look back. He just left a sentence lightly.

"...I am here to participate in the hunt as promised, the Immortal Life Messenger..."

Under the knight's dull gaze, Ye Yiyi crossed the tragic Shura field and walked out of the side door of the cold and lonely church.

Looking up, a huge underground cavity appeared in front of Ye Yiyi.

"Is it really underground..."

He looked up and saw a broken hole in the rock wall of the ceiling.

A bright beam of sunlight was now slanting down from the cave, falling on the ancient church located high in the distance.

It was a small, half-collapsed stone church, standing on a solitary cliff in the distance, and also at the end of the road at your feet.

"this place……"

Ye Yiyi lowered his head and looked around, and found that the road under his feet was also a lonely cliff road standing in the underground cave.

He came to the metal braziers burning with cold white flames on both sides of the road, lowered his head and looked down, but all he saw was deep darkness.

Then I looked back and found that the cathedral behind me was the same. This huge cross-shaped church was also built on a cliff extending from the abyss.

Due to the angle, he couldn't see other places blocked by the church, but he already had a rough idea of ​​the structure of this area.

"It seems that this church was not built by the Fire Sparrow people themselves, but comes from ruins ten thousand years ago..."

He walked forward along the narrow cliff path, his eyes sweeping over the crimson metal braziers on both sides of the road, and then falling on the lotus-like relief on the pillar.

"Fire Lotus?"

The shape does look like a lotus, but I don't know what it specifically represents.

Ye Yiyi paid close attention to the details here, and soon walked through the deserted cliff path and arrived in front of the church at the end.

There was an uneven rocky area in front of the Spirit Fire Chapel. Ye Yiyi looked up and saw a tall knight wearing full body armor in the shape of crimson flames, lying stiffly in a pool of blood.

Not far away, a man in a black robe covered in blood sat bored on the steps of the church.

At this moment, he was holding a red flame-shaped broadsword that was almost as long as his body in his hand, studying it carefully.

"The immortal knights guarding the ancient temple are powerful, but only so..."

The man made a low sound, then casually threw the big knife aside and raised his head to reveal a gloomy face.

"So, who are you? A magician?"

He stared at the gray-black spirit wearing a pointed hat and a wizard's robe, a hint of doubt in his emerald eyes.

"I should have locked the door before I came here. How did you get in?"

"..."

Ye Yiyi said nothing, just staring at the name of the secret sword "Kaxiu" above the man's head, and then took out the Changxie Projectile Sword and the Longzhu Holy Sword Handle from behind.

"Don't you want to talk?"

Kaxiu pursed his lips, showing a helpless look.

"The knight before was also as taciturn as you, but unfortunately he couldn't withstand my sword and was killed by me here..."

The man in black robe stood up and pulled out a slender black sword from his back, pointing it at the ground.

He stared at Ye Yiyi who was walking slowly towards him, then curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

"Since you don't want to talk, let me hear your screams..."

Kaxiu crouched down and took a step forward, his body quietly disappearing during the charge.

The next moment, he crossed dozens of meters and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Yiyi, as if he had teleported.

Ye Yiyi lowered his eyes and saw Ka Xiuchi holding a big sword and stabbing it straight at his left shoulder.

The man with a ferocious face screamed in ecstasy at the same time.

"Let me hear your screams!! Magician!!"

"Crack~~"

The sharp tip of the sword landed on his shoulder, and a huge force poured down, but he could not find a place to release it.

Ye Yi watched expressionlessly as the tip of the sword brushed past his shoulder and fell into the air. He watched as Kaxiu's ecstatic expression suddenly turned into confusion. He suddenly raised his right foot and kicked forward fiercely.

"boom!!"

A visible wave of air burst out from the point of contact between the sole of the foot and the sword.

Even though Kaxiu quickly put away his sword and blocked it in front of him, he was still kicked away by an unimaginable force, along with the sword.

He fell to the ground in a defensive posture, his feet rubbing violently against the rocky ground as he retreated a long way before finally releasing all his strength and slowly stopping in front of the steps.

The ecstasy and ferocity on Kaxiu's face disappeared without a trace at this moment.

He lowered his head to look at the tough and unbent sword body, then swung the sword diagonally, staring at Ye Yiyi and asking questions.

"This kind of power...was that kick just now some kind of combat technique?"

"..."

Combat skills?

I just kicked it casually.

Ye Yiyi's mind was full of thoughts, but he didn't answer.

He just walked forward slowly, step by step, towards Kasu.

"..."

Kaxiu stared at the silent Ye Yiyi and felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

"It seems that you are not a magician."

He gritted his teeth, raised his sword again, and disappeared mid-step.

This time he appeared at the side of Ye Yiyi, then raised the greatsword in his hand horizontally, and the dull and dim sword edge slashed across his neck like lightning.

But the sharp blade did not cut the skin. It was like hitting a layer of soft cloth that was so flexible that it could not be torn or cut. No matter how hard Kaxiu tried, he could not see any hope of destroying it.

"Tsk!"

He frowned and smacked his lips, then turned his body sharply, and the sword in his hand drew a circular shadow in the air. With a unique posture, he swung out seven or eight swords in a row like lightning.

Combat Skill: Ring Blade Slash!

The continuous slashes landed on the magician's neck at the same time, but the huge force did not cause any obstruction.

Ye Yiyi just looked at him calmly, then raised the big curved knife and turned around to slash upwards.

"what!!"

Kaxiu, who was in the process of performing combat skills, was interrupted by the knife, and he flew backwards into the sky amidst splattering blood.

Ye Yiyi stared at Kaxiu flipping in the air, then put his sword behind him, lowered his shoulders and suddenly stepped forward.

"boom!!"

Kaxiu flew backwards with a spray of blood, rolled on the ground for several times, then suddenly stood up, and then looked over angrily with a bloody face.

"You bastard! Unforgivable..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Ye Yiyi taking a step and leaping towards him, slashing forward with the large curved sword in his hand from behind.

Kaxiu's pupils shrank slightly, and without caring about the injury on his chest, he quickly leaned forward and took a step forward, disappearing on the spot.

"boom!!"

The large curved sword fell heavily, cracking the rocky ground.