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

"Don't panic, it's just a combat technique..."

Ye Yiyi responded casually with a few words, then frowned as he looked at the cold white flame.

"I don't think this is the first time I've seen flames of this color?"

In the tribe of the dead in Panya Dragon City, the deep dead use this kind of flame for lighting.

There are also braziers burning with cold white flames in the stairs leading to the catacombs of the abandoned princesses in the Deep Depression.

Just recently, when he went to invade the underground ruins where Kashu was, there were also a large number of lamps burning cold white flames.

In other words, those flames are actually spiritual fires?

"Good guy..."

Ye Yiyi thought to himself how awesome it was.

If you think carefully, whether it is the deep depression, the vast swamp, or the capital of the Firefly, Torch City, they are actually all in the same area.

In other words, they are all within the radiation range of the ancient native belief "Lotus of Spiritual Fire".

Recalling the magnificent cathedral and the lotus-shaped candlelight pillars he saw in the city, Ye Yiyi suddenly understood.

"So, Torch City is the City of Worship mentioned in the description?"

"And the Spirit Fire Lotus is the immortal creature enshrined in that underground temple?"

"Sir! There are enemies ahead!!"

Ye Yiyi was thinking when she suddenly heard Astralia's vigilant reminder.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw an illusory white figure gradually appearing within the range of the spiritual fire candlestick's light.

It was a strange human-shaped being wearing a pure white robe, with a hood covering his head and face, holding the same spiritual fire lotus platform as Ye Yiyi's, and his cheek was like a blooming lotus.

"That is……?"

Ye Yiyi frowned.

"Could it be the past apparition of an ancient Spirit Fire worshipper?"

"Ugh! Ugh!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Narli rubbed her two swords vigorously and rushed forward amid the sharp sound of metal blades rubbing against each other.

The lotus-faced phantom slightly raised the lotus hammer in his hand, and a cold white flame flashed on it, turning into several egg-sized fireballs that jumped out from the lotus platform and then shot rapidly towards the puppet swordsman.

"Sir? What should we do?"

Astraea tightly gripped the Morning Star Hammer at her waist and asked anxiously.

It can be seen that this guy is having a hard time holding it in.

Ye Yiyi glanced at the reckless man and shook his head.

"No rush, let Naerli test it first, and you prepare to help her recover..."

Then, ignoring the female knight whose face was flushing red, he looked up into the distance.

Narli is extremely fast, thanks to her puppet body, and her skill level is also very high.

She dodged and moved in the barrage of cold white fireballs, slashing the fireballs with her sword, and in just a moment she was in front of the phantom.

Two unremarkable long swords then pierced through the air and suddenly thrust out with a sharp sword sound.

But to Ye Yiyi's surprise, the lotus-faced phantom suddenly raised the lotus platform high, swung it down with great force, and knocked away the stabbing sword.

"This thing is a melee fighter?!"

He was slightly surprised, and then he saw Lotus Face swinging his hammer, sending out a wave of cold white fire, forcing the puppet swordsman back.

Then he raised his right foot wrapped in cloth and stomped heavily on the ground.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud bang, cold white flames flickered, and then transformed into a mighty wave of fire that spread outward.

"not good!"

Chapter 479 [The Embers of the Lotus Seed] and [Locked by the Mechanism!]

A cold white wave of fire came down from the ground, instantly engulfing the entire tomb.

"Not good! Lin Meng Q cover Yao VIIVIII pick Mio gas to leave a"

Astraea screamed and quickly took a step forward to stand in front of Ye Yiyi.

The pages of the hymn book in her hand danced, and a soft whisper came from the void. Then, a brilliant golden light burst out from the knight's body, turning into a thick golden wall that fell from the sky!

The glorious hymn of salvation is the shining wall!

A raging wave of fire came and hit the golden city wall hard.

The white spiritual fire rolled wildly on the city wall, but could not advance an inch.

Eventually dissipated into nothingness.

"Puppet, are you not hurt?"

Turning her head to look at the puppet swordsman who slowly stood up beside her, the female knight asked in a low voice.

"..."

Narli shook her head silently and held her swords horizontally in front of her again.

When the fire wave hit and the golden wall descended, she slid along the ground and successfully hid behind the wall.

"That's good!"

The female knight nodded heavily, her eyes fixed on the phantom monk holding the lotus platform through the city wall. She licked her slightly dry lips and teeth with the tip of her tongue, and her ice-blue eyes were filled with fighting spirit and excitement.

"Try it again, this time I'll cover you from behind!"

"bass!"

Narli crouched down and responded to the female knight's proposal with the crisp friction sound of her two swords clashing.

"..."

Ye Yiyi, who was standing aside, looked at the excited man and doll, and subconsciously exchanged a glance with the dung beetle on his shoulder.

"Do you think they can beat us if they fight again?"

"Buzz~"

"Is it difficult to be injury-free?"

"Buzz!"

"That flame is different from ordinary flames? Will it burn the will?"

Ye Yiyi frowned slightly and looked up again.

The white special effects of the spiritual fire are not only beautiful, but also naturally have unique features that are different from ordinary flames.

But in the dung beetle's peculiar perception, this flame seems to be able to directly act on the will, just like the deep darkness, which can easily destroy a person's fighting spirit.

But the question is, does the summoned puppet spirit have will?

Astraea held the book in her left hand and opened the pages, while golden light bloomed from the palm of her right hand and crossed a semicircle in the air.

The glorious hymn of overcoming adversity and the brilliant sword of the sky!

Then five or six golden lightsabers fell from her hands and hovered quietly in the air.

"Get ready! Puppet!"

The next moment she stretched out her hand and pointed forward, her fingertips touching the towering golden wall.

"rush!!"

She shouted angrily and suddenly exerted force with her fingertips, and the golden city wall suddenly exploded on the spot like a glass mirror.

Before she could give any hint, Narli had already taken a step forward.

The puppet, draped in long robes, was bathed in a rain of golden fragments and suddenly rushed forward under the silent gaze of the painted-faced phantom.

"..."

The phantom slightly raised the lotus platform, and the spiritual fire on the candlestick flickered.

But before the fireball appeared, the Huikonghuang swords that had been waiting for a long time turned into streams of light and flew out, piercing into the phantom's body one sword after another.

The lotus-faced phantom trembled all over and couldn't stop retreating, and the candlestick in his hand seemed to be about to slip out.

And Narli had already rushed to the front of the phantom.

She lowered her body slightly, then suddenly jumped up, holding both swords horizontally like scissors, and was about to chop off the phantom's head with the sharp sound of swords rubbing against each other!

"bass!!"

The strangling long sword cut through the air, and Narli rolled over to the ground, turning around and looking back in surprise.

The white mist dissipated in front of the doll, and the doll's eyes met Astralia's on the other side of the tomb through the mist.

"Disappeared?!"

The female knight's pupils constricted, and then she let out a loud cry.

"Puppet! Behind!!"

Narli quickly turned around, only to see a white light quietly emerging from the darkness deep in the distant archway, dispelling the darkness.

A white mist floated in from nowhere, revealing a human-shaped phantom.

"Clap~"

The lotus-faced phantom stepped out of the mist, and the brilliant sword that had pierced his chest disappeared without a trace.

He slowly raised his hand, and the cold firelight turned into a delicate bud ready to bloom in his hand.

"So what exactly is...?"

Astraea widened her eyes slightly.

In her perception, a terrifying sense of shock was constantly coming from the tiny flower bud.

And the phantom standing alone in the darkness seemed to have suddenly turned into the delivery room of a giant beast.

The tentacles of fear came from nowhere and quietly gripped her heart.

She was not afraid of death because she had already dedicated her body and soul to the Virgin Mary, and she was willing to accept death.

What she feared was that if the energy contained in the flower bud was released, not only this underground tomb, but also the glorious Du'e Church above would be wiped out.

"Madman! My Lord, I..."

"Cover your ears."

She cursed under her breath and turned around to shout, but she heard a flat voice and subconsciously covered her ears.

Then he was choked by the violent gust of air.

"Om!!"

The sharp cone pierced the atmosphere, stirring up a violent gust of air in the narrow room.

The air wave turned into a strong wind that raged outward, blowing up the brim of Ye Yiyi's hat, revealing his expressionless face underneath.

"Click!!"

The armor-piercing cone shot out at several times the speed of sound was like an unstoppable cannonball. Before the lotus-faced phantom noticed it, the small and delicate flower bud in its hand shattered quietly on impact.

"This……"

Astraea covered her ears where the screaming sound came from and looked back in disbelief.

A raging cold white flame burst out from the phantom's palm, turning into a raging flame that engulfed it.

The cold white human-shaped pillar of fire fell backwards, and its body turned into white mist and dissipated.

Soul Echo +4600.

Current soul echoes: 55692.

"4000 basic soul echoes? A big elite monster! No wonder Spirit Fire is so powerful!"