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

When he reached the gate, with only one skilled servant left by his side, Ye Yiyi hesitated.

"It would be a shame to dismantle such beautiful things. I might as well keep one and take it back for my collection."

Thinking of this, he tried to put the skill slave into the four-dimensional chrysanthemum, and unexpectedly succeeded in the end.

Then he pushed open the door in front of him and came to a spacious circular hall.

"This smell..."

Ye Yiyi pinched her nose and frowned slightly.

"What a strong smell of blood!"

The circular hall was brightly lit, with torches placed at regular intervals along the walls.

In the center of the hall is a one-meter-high independent circular altar covered with dark red soil and a three-meter-high cracked tree trunk.

The bloody smell that Ye Yiyi smelled came from there.

"Why are you so slow? Where's the horse? It hasn't been dragged away yet..."

A loud and anxious voice suddenly sounded, and then Ye Yiyi saw a man who was about the same height as himself, with short hair, muscular body and a fierce face.

He looked over here and stopped talking.

"Who are you? Where are Alan and Ida?"

The man frowned, his eyes filled with blood and murderous intent.

"Are you Federico?" Ye Yiyi asked calmly, "the horse thief?"

"Huh! So he's just a mercenary who wants to be a hero! Ugh!"

The man who looked like Federico spat on the ground and pulled out a dagger with purple light from his waist.

"Where are the people! Come out!"

Following the man's command, the gate opposite suddenly opened, and seven or eight people armed with various elite weapons came out one after another.

Ye Yi looked around and found that these people were generally over 20 years old. They should be the so-called subordinates of Federico.

"I don't recommend you to fight with me." Ye Yiyi pulled out a flame-shaped two-handed giant sword from behind and shook his head at everyone.

"This is my first battle. I might not be able to control my attack and kill you."

"Hahahaha!"

"Haha! Boss, did you hear that? He said it's the first battle!"

"You're just trying to be rich! Are you coming to your father to get yourself killed? I'm dying of laughter!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

"Turns out you're just a silly newbie!"

Federico licked the edge of the dagger and gave a disgusting smile.

"Catch him alive! I want to taste this guy myself!"

"Hey……"

Ye Yiyi sighed helplessly, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.

"I hate Nantong the most..."

Chapter 130 [Herve Mother Tree]

"I hate Nantong the most..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yiyi grasped the slender sword handle with both hands, jumped high in the strong wind, and fell into the crowd like a meteor.

A man holding a dagger had a sarcastic smile frozen on his face. He looked up blankly and was then hit hard in the face by an iron knee pad.

His cheeks were twisted and deformed, broken yellow teeth and bloody saliva flew out of his mouth, and then he fell heavily to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"This……"

The sudden heavy blow shocked everyone, including the grinning Federico.

"It will hurt a little, but I'll try to hold back."

Ye Yiyi landed steadily on the ground, then raised his flame-shaped two-handed giant sword and swept it around, hitting the group of strong men with the thick sword spine.

"what!!"

"Click!"

"do not want!"

The screams and the sounds of bones breaking sounded together, like a grand funeral performance.

Ye Yi held up the two-meter-long sword expressionlessly and spun it like an electric fan.

The constantly swinging sword carries an irresistible force, which hurts anyone who hits it and makes anyone fall down if it touches it.

For this group of villagers who had never worn armor and had never experienced real combat, such a brutal attack was no different from harvesting rice.

The rice will not resist, and neither will they.

But in just a moment, the strong men holding various elite weapons fell down one after another, each covering their twisted and bent limbs, and letting out long and miserable wails.

"They are so weak. They are just a bunch of villagers. They are not even as good as the militia."

Ye Yiyi carried the two giants on his shoulders, glanced at the group of noobs lying on the ground and wailing, and couldn't help but sigh.

"But their physical fitness and ability to withstand blows are a little stronger than I imagined. They don't look like ordinary villagers. It's more like ordinary soldiers don't have such qualities."

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the only person standing in the field besides him - Federico, whose eyes were wide open, the dagger in his hand almost fell to the ground, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Can you tell me how you built your muscles?"

Ye Yiyi looked at him with great interest, examining the thick, bulging muscles on his body.

He was just the son of a village chief, not a nobleman. In the nutritionally scarce Middle Ages, it was impossible for him to grow such a muscular body by eating alone.

"I heard from Brenda that you were only slightly taller than him a month ago, but since discovering this ruin, you've become stronger and stronger. I want to know why."

"Gulu..."

Federico swallowed his saliva and subconsciously looked at the dead tree in the middle of the hall.

Ye Yiyi followed his gaze and a look of realization appeared on her face.

"Oh, so that's why."

“…” A look of panic suddenly appeared on Federico’s face.

He was still too young, impatient, and inexperienced, and those unintentional little movements betrayed him in an instant.

"Sir, this is all a misunderstanding."

The ruthlessness and murderous intent on Federico's face instantly vanished. He forced a flattering smile and slowly backed away.

Ye Yiyi guessed that he had never killed anyone, and that the murderous aura he had developed was just from killing horses.

Even if you kill too many fish, you will feel more murderous intent, let alone a bigger and more intelligent horse?

Ye Yiyi took out his crossbow and pointed it at him, raising an eyebrow at the same time, "Why don't you try taking another step back?"

Federico's stiff smile and his retreating steps came to an abrupt halt.

A fierce look suddenly flashed across his face, and before he could make any move, he was shot in the shoulders by three crossbow arrows.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Three crisp sounds of metal collision were heard, and the huge force carried by the crossbow arrow immediately shot Fedri back repeatedly.

"Armor?"

Ye Yiyi raised his eyebrows, stepped on the storm step and flashed in front of the terrified Federico. His two giant swords fell from top to bottom, and the sword spines hit Federico's shoulders.

"clang!"

There was another crisp sound, and Federico was pushed down by a huge force and fell heavily to the ground.

Ye Yiyi slashed the giant sword in his hand lightly, cutting open the clothes on Fedri's back, revealing the bright purple metal soft armor underneath.

"really."

He kicked the wailing Federico in the face, knocking him unconscious.

Putting the two giants back behind him, Ye Yiyi bent down and took off the soft armor in no time.

"What's this material? Is it deep purple gold?"

Then check the light curtain.

[Chainlock lined with purple gold soft armor]

Item Description: Soft armor woven from fine steel wires made of deep purple gold.

It has a powerful magic-breaking ability and can greatly increase the magic damage reduction rate.

But the protection against physical attacks is average.

One of the artworks made of deep purple gold,

It has great collection value.

"It turns out to be a work of art..." Ye Yiyi had an inexplicable expression.

"Come to think of it, during the era of the land kingdoms, there wasn't much of a threat other than the curse, so there really wasn't any need to wear this thing on the battlefield."

This soft armor is no different from chicken ribs to Ye Yiyi. After all, he is not afraid of magic attacks.

[August]'s shining magic torrent hitting him was no different from tickling him.

"But this soft armor is very handsome! It's handsome enough!"

After putting it into the four-dimensional chrysanthemum, Ye Yiyi picked up the purple dagger used by Federico and took a look at it.

This is a one-piece dagger. In short, the blade and the handle are one piece without any unnecessary welding or splicing.

【Purple Gold Knife】

Requirements: Strength 8, Skill 12, Intelligence 9

Damage correction: Strength D, Skill D, Intelligence D

Durability: 250/250

Skill consumption: None

Item Description: A small knife made of deep purple gold.

Can easily cut various materials containing magic power,

Or it can break the defense of magical creatures and cause huge magic damage to them.

After the master craftsman "Andrew" smelted the deep purple gold,

One of a series of artworks created.

It is said that this is a gift that has never been given.

Combat skills: None

"Another work of art..."

Ye Yiyi frowned and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Wang Jiang is different. If the magicians in the Zhige Hall saw this thing, they might treasure it as a sacred artifact.

"But in the era of the land nations, this artifact, considered a divine weapon by magicians, was merely a work of art...

"From a work of art perspective, this dagger is truly beautiful. The purple color is stunning! It'll definitely be worth a fortune in CS!"

After putting the dagger away, Ye Yiyi bent down again and searched Federico's body thoroughly.

Then he found a metal key with an antique shape.

【Key to the basement of the old mansion】

Item Description: Key to the basement of the old mansion.

The old house in Garden Village was Helian's residence when he was young.