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

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But if you look closely, you will find that those features are somewhat ambiguous in the details, seeming to be similar but not similar, revealing a sense of confusion and incongruity.

When Ye Yiyi looked up, an inexplicable sense of awe and strange intimacy surged in her heart.

Although it was the first time he saw this stone sculpture, he was 100% sure that this was the statue symbolizing the prototype of life.

Beside him, the tall stone cypress tree man had already knelt on the ground, with his palms crossed in front of his chest, offering worship and prayers as a descendant to the statue that symbolizes the origin of all life.

Ye Yiyi had seen the saint do a similar posture when she was worshipping the kings in the chapel.

"Logically speaking, my current race is the proto-human. In terms of status, I should be equivalent to immortal life and proto-life. I can be considered the biological son of the life prototype, right?"

Ye Yiyi pinched her chin, and suddenly a strange idea popped up in her mind.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!”

At this moment, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor on the right side of the hall, accompanied by the dull sound of heavy rocks colliding with each other.

"Uh?"

Ye Yiyi turned her head to look, but her expression couldn't help but darken.

"It's the Saliva Rock Man... No!"

Shi Baishuren also turned his head to look, but he noticed something was wrong, and a hint of fear suddenly appeared in his tone.

"It's flames!"

Amid its panicked cry, a stone man, about five or six meters tall, wrapped in pitch-black flames, holding a three-pointed spear as long as his body, was walking towards it with a murderous aura.

“Black flame…”

Ye Yiyi narrowed his eyes slightly. When he was outside just now, he was worried that the lotus-faced messenger would do something weird, and his thought came true as soon as he entered the gate.

He turned his head to look at the corridor on the left side of the hall. Seeing that no stone man came out from there, he turned back and asked in a calm tone.

"Which direction is the Maintenance Hall?"

"Going to the right... is fastest."

The tree man replied in a trembling voice.

"Is it."

Ye Yiyi nodded in response, his body floating off the ground.

The drooling rock man wrapped in black flames noticed the presence of the man and the tree and slowly stopped.

Then it raised its arm, and the black flames wrapped around the stone spear, making a throwing motion.

"Humph!"

Ye Yiyi exhaled heavily through his nose, and with a tremor of his body, he flew into the air. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and his five fingers dug into the rock layer, and he caught the spear as big as a giant pillar in his palm.

The black flames burned, but could not hurt him at all.

Seeing this, the Saliva Rock Man raised his hand and reached into his body, grabbing the burning stone and turning it into a spear in his hand again.

"This black flame..."

Ye Yiyi stared at the black flames attached to the stone spear, recalling the spiritual fire he had used before, and had some vague guesses in his mind.

"This flame seems to be another form of spiritual fire?"

Looking down, he saw the stone man making another throwing motion. He moved his palm slightly and turned the giant spear, which was five or six meters long, upside down.

Combat skill Frost Armor Ice Flower!

The severe cold air turned into a solid ice armor along his arm, and then corroded upwards, driving away the black flames and turning the stone spear into a giant crystal clear ice spear!

Ye Yiyi gripped the ice spear tightly and threw it forward casually. Coincidentally, a man and a stone threw out their spears at the same time!

The Black Flame Spear came with great force, but it was still no match for the overwhelming power of the Frost Armor Ice Flower Spear.

The two spears collided, and the Black Flame Spear was immediately shattered from the tip to the tail by the Ice Spear.

The raging black flames faded away in the cold white air, and the broken rocks were crushed into slag in the extremely low temperature.

A crystal ice spear fell from the sky, pierced through the stone man's body, and nailed him in front of the corridor door.

The cold air spread and covered his entire body. In a short while, it completely devoured the black flames all over the saliva rock man.

Wow~

The black flames disappeared, and the stone man's body collapsed and collapsed, turning into rubble along with the stone spear.

Soul Echo +8050.

Current soul echoes: 53992.

"7000 base reverberation, is it naturally this high, or is it affected by the Black Flame?"

Ye Yiyi thought about it and landed on the rubble. He lowered his head and looked around, then picked up a heart-shaped stone the size of a human head with a faint black aura on the surface.

The light curtain then popped out.

[The Heart of the Lacquer Flame]

Item Description: The spiritual core of the drooling rock man.

A special product left after the paint flame is burned.

The soul of inorganic life has disappeared in the burning of the lacquer flames.

The remaining core can be used to craft special weapons or armor.

The lacquer flame of Osukopoulos, the messenger of the archetype of life, can burn souls.

Smelt life into a shell of power that is only a form left.

It is said that it is the fire of empty ambition born from the profane spiritual fire.

"Lacquer Flame..."

So, is this the power that the Lotus-Faced Messenger used to seize the identity of the Flying Insect?

Are you planning to burn the autumn locust into empty shells and then steal its body?

"It's a good idea, but it underestimated the existence of the autumn locust."

Ye Yiyi shook her head slightly.

Among the beings that can appear in the Hall of Impression, which one is simple?

Even though the Autumn Locust is timid in front of the dangerous forces of the universe, it was able to fight against the King Dragon when it was alive!

Such beings will return from the world's memory even after death, and are truly "metaphysical" in terms of personality!

"The fire of empty ambition."

He put away the stone with a sigh, grabbed the body of the stone cypress tree man who came to his side, and lifted it off the ground amid exclamations.

"You're too slow. Let me give you a ride."

"Ah? Oh..."

Upon hearing this, the Shibai tree man responded obediently and stopped resisting. Ye Yiyi opened his divine power stance to wrap around the tree man and rushed straight into the depths of the corridor.

They encountered no enemies along the way and soon passed through the corridor and arrived at another circular hall with a large number of prototype knight sculptures.

"This is the Hall of Thorns."

The tree man spoke, pointing to the knights wearing the original thorn armor.

"No wonder you have an impression of this armor..."

Ye Yiyi nodded and glanced at the black flame stone men patrolling in the hall. Without paying much attention to them, he rushed straight into the corridor and continued to go deeper into it.

They soon arrived at the third hall. Smoke was curling in the hall, and the lingering smell of charcoal smoke immediately wafted into their noses.

"This is the Maintenance Hall..."

The voice of the Shibai tree man sounded with sadness.

"We...are late."

Ye Yiyi stopped in the air, frowned and looked, but he only saw a group of tree-man remains that were burned to charcoal by the lacquer flames.

Chapter 594 [Entangled with the Body of the Descending God, the Dragon of the King]

"Are you late?"

Ye Yiyi's eyes swept across the hall filled with black smoke, the charred debris all over the ground, and the black flame stone men wandering aimlessly with stone spears in their hands. Suddenly, he heard three short metal collision sounds coming from high up behind him.

"Clang clang clang!!"

"Ok?"

He looked back in surprise, only to find that behind the railing on the upper floor of the hall, a pale young man with half of his body exposed was holding a dagger and waving at him.

It seems that not all of them were wiped out.

Knowing that the other party was not dead, Ye Yiyi felt slightly relieved.

While the thick smoke obscured his vision and he had not yet been discovered by the stone man, he lifted the tree man high up and came to the wide platform above the hall.

When he reached the upper level, he discovered that there was not only the young man, but also a gray stone sculpture that looked like coral standing in the center of the platform.

Around the stone sculpture, there are fifteen or sixteen stone cypress tree figures about five or six meters high, with their roots taking root in the honeycomb stone ground full of holes next to the stone sculpture, like a forest growing in the building.

Ye Yiyi was stunned when he saw this. He thought that the tree people below were all there were.

But who knew that there was actually a group of stone cypress tree people hidden above, whose size was no smaller than the one in his hand?

Fortunately, this temple of the prototype of life is extremely large, and the overall construction standard is based on the size of the flying dragon clan.

Therefore, even if there was a group of tree people hiding here, the black flame stone people below did not notice it.

When Ye Yiyi saw his companions, all the sadness in his heart disappeared and he was filled with joy and put the tree man down.

Then he met the young man who had breathed a sigh of relief. He put his left hand on his chest, performed a strange gesture, and began to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for saving me, Your Excellency the Knight. I never thought that after ten thousand years, I would still see the original knight!"

"I'm not the Prototype Knight."

Ye Yiyi looked puzzled, gently stroking the cracks on his armor caused by the strong wind, and shook his head.

"This armor is not mine either. I found it in an underground cemetery."

Unexpectedly, the young man was not surprised. Instead, he nodded in understanding and chuckled:

"Actually, I guessed it a long time ago. To be able to fight a Phytoceratops to such a pitched battle, an ordinary Prototype Knight wouldn't be able to do it."

"Is it?"

Ye Yiyi raised his eyebrows, turned his head to glance at the tree man walking towards the gray coral stone sculpture, then looked at the young man with a smile on his face and asked casually.

"What about you? Who are you? Why are you here?"

"I worked in this temple ten thousand years ago."

The young man's expression remained unchanged as he continued to chuckle as he answered.

"As for a name, I haven't found it yet, but you can call me Xia Zuo."

"Oh? You're the Name Seeker?"

"Yes."

"But I've never seen you in the Hall of the Damned."

Ye Yiyi narrowed her eyes.

“Not everyone wants to be a hero.”

Xia Zuo shook his head and looked away slightly.

"I have met the Saint, but I refused the duty of a hero and the bottle of curse she gave me."

"why?"