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

Because of this, when these knights witnessed with their own eyes a god whose divinity was "Pitch Night" appearing before them in human form, it had a great impact on their spirits and beliefs.

This sense of impact becomes even stronger when they look directly at the majesty of the gods and feel the sense of inferiority, lowliness and insignificance rising from the depths of their hearts.

Therefore, while they feel fear towards the existence called gods, emotions of worship, respect, and admiration will also break out from the soil of their hearts and take root.

For those knowledgeable leaders of sects and forces who were surrounding the Loadbearer's Vehicle, this impact was extremely strong and could not be ignored at all.

"Can that king... defeat the legendary god?"

Someone suddenly murmured in a low voice.

No one answered, not even those from the Hall of Stopping War and the Sons of Cyber.

Bao Xia frowned and looked around, looking at the silent expressions on their faces. For some reason, she suddenly noticed something strange and a sense of vigilance arose in her heart.

What happened to this group of people all of a sudden?

How come they suddenly have no confidence at all?

Even Ogram and Obudo?

"Grandmaster."

He looked at Obram, who was silent with his eyes lowered, and asked in a low voice: "Do you also think His Highness will lose?"

"I...I don't know..."

Ogram hesitated, a rare occurrence.

He had just witnessed Ye Yiyi effortlessly defeat the Stubborn and Foolish Lord, but now, for some reason, he became hesitant in his heart.

The being wearing a simple grey robe, with giant wings stretching out behind him that seemed to turn into the night, seemed to suddenly occupy his heart, causing him to subconsciously produce all kinds of strange emotions.

"Tsk!"

Baoxia frowned tightly, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

He patted the old philosopher on the shoulder and asked the same question.

But the always rational Son of Cyber ​​also gave an answer that was beyond Bao Xia's expectations.

"I don't know if His Highness will win...it's hard to say."

Why is it that as soon as that god appears, everyone here seems to be brainwashed?

Baoxia finally realized something was wrong.

"Don't worry, this is normal."

"what?"

A dead female voice without any tone or fluctuation suddenly reached his ears. He subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was the deceased woman who was talking to him.

The woman with long frost-white hair and an indifferent and ruthless expression was now standing with her back against the vehicle, and slightly raised her chin towards the light curtain in the sky.

"Let's wait and see. When that god dies completely in Your Highness's hands, their faith, aroused by the divine body, will also collapse."

"Faith?"

Bao Xia was slightly stunned and subconsciously looked up at the light curtain, but saw that in the dead silence and deep darkness, a soft light suddenly broke through the darkness like the warm morning light.

The Lord of the Dark Night, hanging high in the darkness, stared silently at us with his inky black eyes. He even narrowed his eyes slightly in the increasingly bright light.

A bright red sun jumped out of nowhere, tearing the night apart, dispelling the darkness, and then pouring down endless warm sunshine.

"Is this... the divine descent of the Lord of the Blazing Sun?"

Ye Yiyi slowly put down the hilt of the Longzhu Holy Sword in her hand, looked down at the sunlight on her body, and the shadow that gradually faded away under the sunlight, and suddenly a warm feeling rose in her heart.

The gray strips that were about to fill his eyes were now slowly decreasing until they disappeared completely.

"Has the Lord of Dark Night's divinity been dispelled? Sure enough, it's not just the divinity of human gods that has the power to dispel pollution. As long as the divinities are directed against each other, perhaps they can cancel each other out..."

The divinity corresponding to "dark night" is not necessarily "sun", it can also be "day" or something else.

But there is no doubt that under the light of the sun, all darkness will be dispelled. This is a simple conclusion based on Ye Yiyi's idealist thought.

Can't the so-called sunshine dispel all darkness and night?

"What a warm light..."

As he sighed softly, the bright red sun that leaped out of the void quietly set and hovered behind him.

Then, a phantom of a god, draped in light white gauze, with a graceful figure, black hair like a waterfall, and a white laurel crown on his head, quietly opened his slender white arms and wrapped them around his neck from behind.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, kid."

A soft and warm voice, accompanied by a warm breath, brushed past his ears.

"Lord of the Blazing Sun?"

Ye Yiyi lowered his head to look at the arms wrapped around his neck, then turned his head to look at the phantom of the goddess on his shoulder.

The beautiful goddess with drooping eyebrows looked at the Lord of Dark Night in the distance, slightly opened her dark and bright eyes, and revealed a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"You have met the poor traveler who is lost in the land of life and death."

Lost in a foreign land of life and death?

Ye Yiyi was slightly stunned.

What does this mean?

The goddess did not answer, but turned her head to look at him, a hint of doting in her dark eyes, and then she gave him a warm smile.

"Come, child. Use my power to bring the light of dawn and day to this funeral procession that has never ended, to the dark night that has never been forever."

As soon as she finished speaking, the goddess's phantom quietly disappeared, as if it had merged into his body and become one with him.

"...Okay, but you have to explain it to me later."

"Don't worry, child, everything will be as you wish~"

The female voice with a hint of cunning and coquettishness disappeared into my ears.

Ye Yiyi raised his arms horizontally, and a scorching solar prominence suddenly emerged from the surface of the sun behind him, surrounding his body and turning into a large red sun robe.

His brilliant golden short hair grew quietly, turning into a waterfall of black hair that flowed down behind him.

"..."

The Lord of Dark Night watched this scene silently. His handsome face, which revealed his divinity, was indifferent and without any emotional fluctuations, just like the Lord of Holy Blood whom Ye Yiyi had seen before.

He stretched out his hand slightly, and pitch-black feathers fell from the void, transforming into two slender swords like bird wings in his hands.

"bring it on."

Ye Yiyi raised her hand forward, revealing her fair palm from her long fiery red sleeves. Her slender fingers frivolously bent and hooked at the other person.

"..."

Large black feathers swept in the strong wind, and the figure of the Lord of Dark Night disappeared in the floating and rotating black feathers.

Suddenly, pitch-black sharp feathers shot out from the sunlight-filled area. Ye Yiyi's gaze swept across in front of him like the bright sun. With a slight movement of his fingertips, a bright solar prominence drew a huge curved arc in the sun behind him, knocking down all the feathers.

"clang!"

A crisp metallic buzzing sound suddenly rang out.

Ye Yiyi raised his left hand above his head, and his white fingertips grasped a black blade as thin as a cicada's wing.

The Lord of Dark Night hung upside down above his head, pressing down from the sky with giant wings of pitch-black night on its back, trying to suppress the bright light of the sun.

He swung down the two swords in his hands, but the other party caught them with his hands.

Ye Yiyi raised his head and chuckled at the indifferent god.

"bass!"

Another solar prominence was thrown towards him. The Lord of Dark Night suddenly drew back his sword and his figure once again disappeared in the storm of dark feathers.

"Now that you're here, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

A white light flashed in Ye Yiyi's eyes, and a dazzling incandescent sunlight suddenly shot out, igniting the feathers in the sky and then burning them to ashes.

"Unfortunately, I missed."

He pursed his lips, and when he looked down, he saw hundreds of deep dark streams of light coming from all directions, almost completely filling the space in front of him.

The Lord of Dark Night, holding two swords, appeared from the darkness one after another, slashed at Ye Yiyi with the two swords, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Within a few seconds, nearly a hundred figures of the Lord of Dark Night appeared almost simultaneously and launched a fierce attack together.

"Ah!"

Ye Yiyi chuckled, narrowed her eyes, and waved her long red sleeves, stirring up a solar prominence like a huge wave in the sun behind her.

"Zi~"

The rosy flames turned into a violent fountain and poured down in front of him. The weathered marble floor sublimated directly in the high temperature evaporation, forming a high-temperature plasma suspended in the air, like a deep nebula.

The ground beneath their feet was covered with rising and surging solar matter, as if it had turned into the surface of the "sun".

A blindingly bright light burst out from the rising solar prominence, completely dispelling all the darkness.

The Lord of Dark Night's health bar slowly decreased in such an environment. He struggled to flap his huge black wings that reached the sky, dodging hurriedly in the plasma clouds that would burst out with surging energy at the slightest touch.

Behind him, Ye Yiyi's black hair fluttered, and his whole body was wrapped in a stream of burning white light. He was running at an incredible speed.

The Lord of Dark Night had just appeared when he was chased by the other party.

He swung his two swords at high speed, leaving countless dark blade lights in the bright sunlight.

Ye Yiyi stretched out his hand to grab, and the wide red long sleeve was cut open by the dark knife light, revealing a slender white arm.

The veins on that arm bulged, and the palm turned into a fist, swinging out heavily.

The pitch-black blade light turned into light fragments with a crisp shattering sound and dissipated into the air, and then the divine body exploded into a ball of pitch-black feathers out of thin air.

"Is that all?"

Ye Yiyi spoke calmly.

The originally low and obscure hymn quietly faded away at some point, and the passionate hymn was accompanied by a rose-colored fog wall that fell from the sky, covering the entire garden, and locking the terrifying heat energy that was enough to vaporize all things in the fog wall.

"Even without the divine power, you are still no match for me if you are tainted by the divine power..."

At least, compared to the Lord of Holy Blood who had once fought against him, the Lord of Dark Night was really lacking in oppression.

"..."

The Lord of Dark Night appeared in the distance, wrapped in feathers. He was silent, holding two swords with his arms crossed in front of his chest, and quietly disappeared in a gust of black wind.

"Buzz buzz!!"

A deep black light descended from the sky, and for a moment the sunlight of the sun was completely suppressed, turning this space into pure darkness.

Ye Yiyi floated in the dead air, calmly scanning the surroundings. His eyes were as bright as the sun, radiating dazzling divine light outward.

But no one was caught in action.

"..."

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly he felt the wind rising. Then the long red robe on his body shattered layer by layer, turning into bright red flames and disappearing into the darkness.

In the darkness, invisible black blades fell from all directions, caressing his fair body and passing along his soft skin.

The dark night slash that was powerful enough to break the power of the spirit summoning technique seemed to have hit a piece of indestructible steel at this moment.

The enormous recoil force tore the feather-thin Night Blade apart more than once.

The sound of glass breaking continued to be heard in the burning hot air, accompanied by broken feathers falling from the sky.

Ye Yiyi watched this scene silently. The sun behind him, which had blocked all the light, suddenly broke through the shackles of darkness, lit up, and projected a brilliant red light outward.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, reaching into the deep lacquer feathers, and caught the fleeting shadow at the moment the shadow appeared.

The Lord of Dark Night appeared, was grabbed by the throat, and lifted into the air.

"Almost done, let's move on to the second stage."

With a little force, the white palm crushed the god's neck and pulled off the head.

He watched as the corpse turned into pitch-black feathers and burned in the high temperature, and the blood bar in front of him returned to zero.

The fiery red prominence matter gathered from all directions and transformed into a long, large "Him" that wrapped around his naked body.

He turned his head and looked, watching the deep black light converging from all directions, and transforming into a giant black egg on the "sun surface" shrouded in smoke and clouds.