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

The steel ground seemed to shake, and he was frightened and looked forward quickly.

A deep blue light shone through the narrow crack in the door into his eyes. It turned out to be the flaming eyes of the corpse flying dragon!

"Pong!"

The next moment, his eyes disappeared, and a pair of thick and ferocious steel claws inserted from the crack of the door, pulling hard at the metal door.

"Kaka..."

The door creaked and slowly opened with great force.

"this……!"

He was startled, feeling uneasy, but then he saw Ye Yiyi slowly stand up and produce a slender sword from behind.

"What's this?"

Angel stared blankly at the brilliant golden light gathering from all directions and condensing on the sword and spear.

Holy light radiated outward, illuminating the dark corridor.

Ye Yiyi stood in front of him with a sword and spear in his hands, slowly pointing forward.

"Roar!!"

Feilong, who was about to open the door, suddenly noticed something unusual and did not hesitate at all.

There was a flash of fire behind him, and his figure disappeared in the jet of flames.

“Run, run…”

Angel was stunned and couldn't believe it.

How could a flying dragon actually run?

"This corpse flying dragon is a little unusual."

Ye Yiyi's expression was solemn as he slowly put down the Bishan Seat, and the golden light on it gradually dimmed.

It’s not that he deliberately let Feilong escape, but the combat skills of Huan Yuzhouguang require a certain amount of preparation time - or pre-swing.

However, this flying dragon was very clever. When it found that it could not block the attack, it turned around and attacked without any hesitation.

Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is an instinct unique to life.

Unlike the one-horned dragon that only feels pain after being hit, this two-horned dragon already has the instinct of life.

"Wha...what?" Angel looked at him blankly. "What's unusual?"

"I doubt it has intelligence."

Ye Yiyi took back the Pisan Seat, turned around and pulled Angel up from the ground, and returned the gold-cast staff.

"wisdom……"

The winged man muttered these two words, his face gradually becoming terrified.

If flying dragons were to become intelligent, then with their physical strength and martial arts, what would other races have to do with them in the future?

"No, wisdom shouldn't be possible..."

Ye Yiyi frowned and suddenly shook his head.

"I'm overthinking it. Fake life is fake in nature, so it's impossible for it to have intelligence... Never mind."

He stopped dwelling on it, took out his waist lamp from behind him, hung it up, adjusted the light to the maximum, and illuminated the deep metal corridor.

Looking around, I found that this corridor was in the authentic style of the land kingdoms. Just like the large smelter and the sewer pipes in the royal capital, it was all black metal without any decoration.

"Have you been to this place before? Where should we go next?"

"This place..."

Angel took out his staff and cast a spell, summoning a ball of light above his head that emitted warm light.

He looked around, nodded, and answered.

"I've been here before. This is the upper level of the fortress. When I was captured and imprisoned here, I came here during my exercise."

"Let out?" Ye Yiyi was a little surprised, "Those people asked you to let out?

"Yes, they were tied up, their wings held, and hung from the edge of the platform with a rope..."

"?"

Ye Yiyi was stunned. This is also called letting out some fresh air?!

"only……"

Angel frowned slightly.

"There shouldn't have been any flying dragons on the platform the last time we came here...why?"

“God knows how they transported it here.”

Ye Yiyi said indifferently, "Let's go and rescue your people first."

"Ok!"

Angel nodded heavily and led Ye Yiyi into the depths of the corridor.

Thanks to his memory of the previous walk, Angel quickly found a big door in the middle of the corridor, led him down a gentle slope, and walked downwards.

"Go down to the warehouse."

Angel looked around the long, gentle slope that could accommodate four or five load carriers moving side by side, and said:

"This place was once a passage for dragons to transport supplies to the fortress city. The warehouse below was later converted by a magic hunter into a cage to imprison experimental subjects."

"The experimental subject... you mean the dragon-transformer?"

"Not them, but those living subjects that haven't been tested yet..."

"Oh, let's lock up all the people we just caught."

"Yes."

"That's quite exciting... I mean the next scene, for you."

"what?"

Angel was stunned and didn't immediately understand what was meant.

Suddenly he sniffed and his face turned pale.

“This smell is…”

Ye Yiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, "The smell of blood, and it's very strong. I smelled it a long time ago."

"This... Ugh!"

Angel seemed to understand something and couldn't help rolling his eyes. He bent over and retched, holding his stomach.

Soon they reached the end of the road. Angel's face became paler and paler, and he leaned against the wall, almost unable to stand.

Ye Yiyi stroked the gray metal wall in front of him and recognized that it was a rolling door controlled by a mechanism.

The strong smell of blood came from behind the door.

"are you ready?"

He turned his head to look at Angel, and a thin metal spike extended from the palm of his left hand, which was wrapped in the Birth of the Messiah.

"..."

Angel said nothing, but nodded weakly.

"That's fine."

Ye Yiyi extended the metal spikes and inserted them into the gray wall.

Clever Technology Method·Mechanical Drive

“Crack…crash!”

As the sound of the mechanism rang out, the metal wall slowly rose upwards, and bright cold light emerged from the cracks in the wall.

"vomit!!!"

Before the gate was fully raised, Angel, who was looking at the scene in front of him, could no longer bear it. He knelt on the ground and vomited violently.

Ye Yiyi stepped solemnly into the huge carpet composed of flesh and bones. Looking around, he couldn't help muttering to himself.

"This bloody carpet made of corpses and pieces of flesh is really...exciting..."

Chapter 298 [Son of Hell: The Demon King of Flesh and Blood]

The fortress city warehouse that was once used to imprison dragon transformation experimenters has now turned into a hell on earth that is so tragic that it is beyond words.

Ye Yiyi looked around and saw that the vast warehouse floor was already filled with blood, flesh and corpses.

"Gulu..."

He swallowed silently and took a step forward, but his leather boots sank into the bright red flesh.

"Pah... Gada..."

The soles of my feet felt soft, and a damp sensation came through the leather. The crackling sound of flesh being squeezed and the rattling sound of bones breaking came into my ears.

He subconsciously looked down and moved the bright red leather boots away, and saw a skinned human leg with muscles and blood vessels exposed and stained with sticky blood.

Not far from the human legs, in a small pool of blood, several twisted human heads were staring at this place with dilated gray eyes.

The heads included both men and women, some with broken skulls, and some with only half of their faces left. Their faces were covered in thick blood, making it difficult to see their expressions.

"..."

Even though he was used to cruel and bloody scenes, Ye Yiyi still felt physically uncomfortable at this moment.

A feeling of nausea surged into his head, and his expression was as if he had eaten a pound of feces raw, so ugly that it was beyond words.

The entire warehouse was in a horrible state. The blood under their feet was still slightly warm, and the flesh and blood had not rotted, still remaining in the freshest state. There were no flies circling around them, which meant that they had died not long ago.

But the area was so large that it occupied an entire warehouse. How many people would have to die before the ground was covered with fire?

Ye Yiyi didn't dare to think about it, nor did she want to think about it.

He vaguely remembered that he had actually seen similar scenes many times in the game.

A ruined village strewn with corpses and bones, mummies with melted skin and rotting flesh spread from one end of the town to the other, countless lives melted under the shining light of the gods' glory, covering the earth with a soft cushion of flesh.

The fragility of life is vividly demonstrated in natural disasters and man-made disasters.

But in this world, there is no hero who saves everything like in light novels.

Wait until the curse spreads and the pollution spreads.

Wait until the ancient king revives, resumes the war, and turns the earth into a disaster zone.

Wait until the alien life crawls out of the deep pit and ruthlessly harvests all the ignorant and innocent things.

When all living things are overturned and there is no life left wherever they are.

It is the unknown hero who faces curse and fate in the halls of kings.

How ironic, Ye Yiyi couldn't help but think.

Players are clearly called heroes, but all heroes do is add the last handful of dirt to a dead world...

He had walked through so many dead zones in the game, but had never truly faced those tragic situations.

Because to him outside the screen, it is just the background of the game, just an excellent art style, just a necessary element of the so-called "soul flavor".

If no one dies completely and the world is filled with death and despair, what kind of soul-like game is that?

But when he actually faced this scene, Ye Yiyi was speechless and had no idea what to say.

"Ah... Come to think of it, my preference for gaming styles is quite... extreme..."

He sighed softly, then took a step forward in the flesh and blood.

I looked around but couldn't find even a complete body.

Whether human, humanoid, poultry or beast, their bodies were dismembered into a mixture of flesh and bones.

This strange situation made Ye Yiyi fall into deep thought.