After getting the Snow Spear and the Wind Bow, everyone turned their attention to the other magical weapons.
There are also strengths and weaknesses among the divine weapons. The first thing they thought of was the ultimate weapon that is said to be "stronger than the divine weapons", the divine sword that is the title of the entire story - the Sword of Sealing.
After comparing the information of White Wings, everyone came to the Sealing Temple where the Sealing Sword was used - the weapon that once defeated the magic dragon was inserted into the pedestal, and no one could kill it.
"It's really strange... Could this thing be like the Sword in the Stone? Only a real knight can defeat it?" Long Biao was so tired that he was sweating profusely, but he still couldn't pull out the sword that seemed to have taken root in the stone platform.
, feeling very depressed, "Even I can't pull it out... Ordinarily, even if it is a big tree, it should be uprooted by this method!"
Cheng Peng also tried it, but of course he couldn't pull it out either.
"It can be seen from this that the protagonist is not the only one who can kill this thing..." Wang Hu joked, "If we can be regarded as a story, then Cheng Peng, you must be the protagonist of the story -"
"Maybe this thing was pulled out by the heroine." Wei Ye said, "Xiaosheng remembers that in some games, the final battle weapon is given to the protagonist by the heroine on the eve of the decisive battle, and they also give it to themselves..."
Cheng Peng shrugged his shoulders, saying that he was too lazy to care about these two guys with water in their heads.
This kind of thing is getting darker and darker as it gets described, so just ignore it.
After everyone pulled it out one by one, they finally believed that the information given by Bai Zhiyi was indeed correct. It was true that "no one can kill it."
"Is this thing destined to be reserved for the protagonist Roy?" Liu Xueji thought for a moment, carefully took out a spell card that emitted a faint white light, and pressed it on the sealing sword.
No response.
"Even the 'Dream Seal' doesn't work... I thought this could have some special effects..."
"Dream seal? What is that?"
"The spell card that Reimu gave me said that if someone is causing trouble in Gensokyo and she happens to be away, throw this out, no matter who she is, she will be beaten into an ordinary person, and then she will be captured and handed over to Teacher Shirasawa Huiyin for slow treatment.
Slow education..."
Although this "Dream Seal" spell card is indeed very powerful, it is obviously not the right way to seal the sword, so this attempt ended in failure.
"Is it possible that we, a group of big living people, four-star masters, can't do anything with a mere sword?" Zhang Channian got angry and pulled out his large ax sword, "You might as well let me blast it.
Oh! I don’t believe this damn thing can withstand a dragon cannon! Anyway, just make sure it doesn’t fall into Roy’s hands.”
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
"This... is too wasteful..."
"Extremely grabbing things from heaven..."
"Brother Cannian, you are so loveless!"
"This is a magical weapon! Four-star gold-level equipment! You are willing to part with it, but I am reluctant to part with it!"
All talking, all talking.
So Zhang Channian's plan was naturally rejected.
But Zhang Channian's wild thoughts inspired Cheng Peng - he remembered the story about He's Bi in ancient books. He's Bi was originally hidden in a stone, and no one knew about it. It was not until the stone was cut open that the beautiful jade was taken out.
Although half of this sealing sword is exposed outside the pedestal, it is essentially hidden in a stone like the Heshi Bi. Since there is no way to remove it, it is better to learn jade craftsmanship and cut open the stone!
When he expressed this idea, everyone applauded and started to attack the pedestal.
The stone pedestal enshrining the Sealed Sword is quite solid, but no matter how solid it is, it is still just a stone. A group of four-star masters each showed their magical powers, and spent about two hours finally chipping away at the stone bit by bit.
The pedestal was broken and the sealing sword was taken out.
Unfortunately, when they got the sword, everyone discovered that the sealing sword, which was supposed to be extremely powerful, was actually just a mission prop.
"Sealed Sword: A key weapon against the dragon. Mission prop. It cannot be used as a weapon for the time being. It cannot be damaged."
Depressedly, they put away the sealing sword that had disappointed ***, and everyone turned their attention to the next target.
Just inside this temple, there is an ancient soul sealed, which is one of the eight heroes who participated in the human-dragon war and defeated the dragon, the Dark Sage Pramimund.
"It is said that in order to gain the power to rival a dragon, Plamimund dissolved his memories, feelings... everything into the darkness. From then on, he lost himself and became a mirror that reflects others." Cheng Peng flipped through the white pages.
The information given by Zhiyi not only made me wonder, "What on earth does this mean?"
"Could it be that this guy can attack, receive, or be a man or a woman?" Liu Xueji said excitedly, "Lord Katsuragi Keima is the one who suffers when he is attacked, and he attacks when he is attacked, but this Sage of Darkness is just the opposite... I really want to
Let the two of them meet!"
A group of guys who considered themselves to be pure men wisely remained silent.
After bypassing several walls and opening a secret door, everyone stepped into a dark maze.
It was impossible to see anything in the maze, and even the lighting equipment had lost its effect. Everyone was stumbling forward, and soon they found that they were separated from their companions and fell into a situation where they were fighting on their own.
Cheng Peng's situation was relatively better. As an innate warrior, his intuition was very sharp. Although he didn't know why he couldn't avoid being separated from everyone, he could at least ensure that he wouldn't run into the wall.
Since he couldn't see, he simply closed his eyes and moved forward completely relying on his body's intuition.
After walking for a while, his eyes suddenly opened up - although he still couldn't see anything, he felt the wind blowing, and from the sound of the wind, it sounded like there was an open area nearby without any obstacles.
If there is wind, it means there is an exit.
So he didn't hesitate and walked in the direction of the wind.
In the deep darkness, he couldn't feel any danger or anything. He could only hear his own footsteps, breathing, and the rustle of armor and clothes.
After a while, even these sounds disappeared unconsciously.
Cheng Peng didn't panic - it was just a game anyway, there was nothing to be afraid of!
After advancing for a while, he found that his nose could no longer smell anything, and the inside of his mouth was also numb.
"Is it the sense of smell and taste now? Could it be that the person living here is not actually the Sage of Darkness, Pramimund, but the Saint Shaka of Sagittarius? Could it be that I am not moving forward in the maze now, but
Having stepped into the Heavenly Dance Wheel, are you being deprived of your five senses?"
He was so self-deprecating that he couldn't hear his own laughter.
keep going.
After a while, I finally couldn't even feel the wind.
It's definitely not that the wind has disappeared, on the contrary, as you can tell from the difficulty of moving forward, the wind is actually getting stronger.
It's just... there's something wrong with his sense of touch.
"It doesn't look like that. At least it can't completely deprive the sense of touch - it can be seen that this dark sage is really inferior to the golden saint!"
Cheng Peng complained while moving forward.
He didn't know how long he had been walking, but his eyes suddenly lit up. He found that he had arrived in a vast hall, which was even wider than a football field. Candles were burning on the walls on both sides, and the faint light of the fire shone in the dim hall.
Many flickering shadows were cast inside, like countless demons swarming around.
Sitting on the seat at the end of the hall was a man who was wrapped tightly in a burqa. In his hand, the man was holding a thick magic book with a black cover.
"Are you Pramimund, the sage of darkness?" Cheng Peng asked knowingly, "I want your magic book 'Darkness of Revelation'. How can I give it to me?"
The man put down his magic book, started fighting, and lifted his robe.
The face under the burqa is clearly Cheng Peng himself!
Before he could figure out what was going on, that "Cheng Peng" had already revealed his weapon, used the highest-speed Shuchi technique, and charged over ferociously.
The weapon "he" used was actually a spear of ice and snow!
Cheng Peng didn't even have time to sigh, and quickly drew his gun to fight.
Two blue spears collided in the dim firelight, causing a splash of ice.
Then, Cheng Peng found that he had no time to speak.
This opponent knew all his skills and had a terrifying amount of fighting experience. What surprised him even more was that this unknown enemy's attacking habits and fighting rhythm were exactly the same as his own!
It felt like... he was fighting with himself!
Time passed by minute by second, and Cheng Peng fell into a hard fight.
Some people say, "The person who knows you best in the world is not yourself, but your enemy." Cheng Peng has always scoffed at this.
That kind of statement is completely unrealistic, it’s just the onset of literary youth syndrome!
A truly outstanding person must understand himself!
But it wasn't until they met at this moment that he discovered that he really didn't understand himself well enough.
His combat skills, which he thought were already very mature, turned out to still have loopholes and many flaws.
The discovery of every flaw was accompanied by injuries on both sides of the fierce battle.
Because when Cheng Peng discovered the enemy's flaws, opponents with the same face and the same strength as him could also find flaws in his tricks.
Exchange injury for injury.
After a while, Cheng Peng found that he seemed unable to win against his opponent.
You can't win, but you can't lose either.
If the fight continues like this, both sides will suffer losses and die together, which is the only possible outcome.
Because the conditions of the two people are completely equal, and even the "accidental" factor seems to have been eliminated by the deliberate faction, it is completely a pure war of attrition.
"Is this a test of my ability to explode on the spot?" During the fierce battle, Cheng Peng suddenly found that he seemed to be able to withdraw from the battle, thinking calmly while fighting fiercely.
He is very happy that he can make such progress, but this progress will not help defeat the enemy.
Unless he can be like in some vulgar stories, where the protagonist ignores logic and settings at critical moments and explodes with 2340% fighting power, otherwise the result is already doomed.
But he smiled.
"If you have to explode to pass, then there's nothing to worry about."
"I...have seen the ending!"
A moment later, with a roar, a desolate and wild aura rose into the sky, like a giant beast from the prehistoric era, roaring wildly.
Then, as if a mirror was shattered, the dim hall and the opponent who looked exactly like himself... all disappeared without a trace.
Cheng Peng, covered in wounds, stood in a wide hall, surrounded by his companions who were equally scarred and in a state of embarrassment.
Not all of them, there are several people who are gone, probably having died in the battle just now.
And in front of the seat at the end of the hall, Yun Yu, who still exuded a fierce aura, turned his back to everyone. At his feet was a pile of burqas, and in his hand was a thick magic book with a black cover.
It is true that Cheng Peng himself cannot explode, but Yun Yu can.
The Sage of Darkness, Plummund, can reflect his opponent like a mirror, but he cannot reflect Yun Yu when he explodes.
Therefore, the outcome has already been determined.
