Just one step away from being eliminated by Cheng Peng, the magic armor Prajna suddenly changed!
When only bluish-white light came out from it and no more demonic fire could be seen, it unexpectedly opened its mouth to say thank you to Cheng Peng and Li Wei!
The magic armor is not unable to speak. In past battles, it has spoken more than once. Sometimes it was a proud laugh, sometimes it was a mockery of the enemy, but it is certain that all its words are out of malice. There is absolutely no "good intention" at all.
Moreover, its sound is very weird, low and vague, with a prominent electronic sound and a rustling sound like a steel knife scraping rust. It is so unpleasant that once you hear it once, you will never forget it.
But this time the voice was completely different, and the content was completely different!
That kind of clear and heroic voice, that sighing and desolate tone, those words full of kindness... nothing like what Prajna can say!
Faced with this unexpected situation, Cheng Peng did not rush to answer, but still assumed a fighting posture, carefully guarding against possible changes. At the same time, he turned on video sharing and sent the picture to Shen Qi. Ask her to pay attention as well.
In the big adventure, there are countless monsters that will try to confuse the enemy when the situation is not right, so be careful and sail the ship of ten thousand years!
But Li Wei doesn't have so many worries. For this brave guy who doesn't care about suffering or being killed, "interesting" is the first thing. As for whether he will suffer because of it... he will suffer. What's the point? As long as it's interesting, Levi is never afraid of suffering!
Cheng Peng was still watching carefully, but he had already walked up and started talking to Prajna in a carefree manner.
"What do you call me brother?" Levi said with a smile, "I can't call you Prajna."
"Name..." The voice in the Prajna was silent for a while, then sighed as if he was nostalgic, and then said, "When I was still a human being, I called myself 'Bishamon'."
"Bishamonten?!" Li Wei was startled, "Northern Duowen Heavenly King, Bishamonten?"
"Haha... I just call myself Bishamon." The voice had obviously heard such a question more than once and burst out laughing, "Just like a person whose name is 'Dragon', will he turn into a dragon?"
"That's true..." Li Wei laughed awkwardly and asked again, "So, Brother Bishamon, how did you... become a Prajna?"
"It's a long story..." Bishamon let out a long sigh, seemed to collect his thoughts, and then said slowly, "I am a samurai in the war era. I am not bragging. I am also very fond of my martial arts. I am quite confident, although I dare not say that I am invincible, but it is common to get ten or eight heads in a battle, and there are quite a few so-called swordsmen and celebrities who have fallen by the sword..."
Levi nodded while listening, and took out a bottle of Coke and a bag of potato chips from somewhere, as if he was watching a show.
"But war is not a matter of one person. No matter how good your swordsmanship is, you are still just a mortal. Sometimes your manpower is poor. When facing thousands of troops, no matter how powerful you are, there is nothing you can do... So later, there was a time During the battle, our army was surrounded by several times the number of enemies. Even if the king devoted all his troops to support, it was impossible to win the battle. It was just that everyone died together to maintain their loyalty..."
"Then what should we do?" Li Wei asked, and then he answered the question as if he suddenly understood, "I understand! You must have put on the magic armor and picked up the demon sword!"
"That's right. Maybe it was fate. At that time, I happened to get this set of armor in a store near the battlefield... Alas, the owner of that store was really unlucky. He got involved in the war and lost his life. I
When we arrived, the whole family had already fallen under the sword of the defeated soldiers..."
"At that time, I was looking for the scattered main force and the lord I was loyal to. I saw this shop and thought that I might be able to find something to eat - haha, I was really hungry and thirsty at the time, even if robbing is not a virtue that a warrior should have.
, I couldn’t care about that much anymore - but I rushed in and saw only a bunch of dead people..."
"Didn't this shopkeeper put on the magic armor to fight?" Cheng Peng couldn't help but ask, "If he puts on the magic armor, with the power of Prajna and Ghost Flame, defeating the army is not a problem!"
"How can ordinary people control Prajna and Ghost Flame! He should have put on this armor to fight, as evidenced by the corpses of the defeated soldiers who died on the ground. But he was sucked out of all the blood just after he killed the enemy.
Angry, it turned into a white skeleton." Bishamon explained, "Of course, this is my guess, because I saw such a pile of white bones..."
"At that time, there were dead people everywhere in the store. Some were hacked to death, some were killed by guns, and some were tortured... The only difference was the pile of bones. What kind of lunatic would put such a pile in his store?
Where are the bones? And the other corpses are all fresh, but this pile of bones seems to have been there for a long time, and the whole thing is withered..."
"What's next?" Li Wei regained his energy and asked hurriedly.
"I used to read a book in my spare time. I remembered such a legend, so I paid close attention to the corpses of the defeated soldiers who were hacked to death with swords..." Bishamon's voice was full of memories and sighs, "The knife marks...
…It’s beyond imagination! Not only is it extremely smooth, but it’s also incredibly clean! This means that the one who killed them not only held an extremely sharp sword, but also had superb martial arts!”
"So it's confirmed?" Levi asked, "It should be confirmed, right?"
"Actually, I'm not sure, but at that time... I was already at the end of my rope, and my sword had many gaps. It would probably break after one or two more battles. I was also exhausted, thirsty and hungry, and there were wounds on my body. Maybe I would fall down.
I can't stand up anymore; my companions are all separated, and the master doesn't know where he is... In short, there is really no way to go..." Bishamon sighed, "So I put on my clothes with the hope of just in case.
Got this armor."
"Then what?" Levi asked.
"There is no more." Bishamon sighed and replied, "There is no more... I was already exhausted at that time, my physical condition dropped to the lowest level, and my spirit was exhausted to the extreme. How could I resist the magic power of Prajna? So when I crossed the
The moment I put on the armor, my consciousness was taken away and I can’t remember anything..."
"Ah?" Levi's mouth opened wide, and the potato chips he just threw into his mouth fell out - his expression at this moment was like sitting in a movie theater for eighty minutes, waiting expectantly to watch a movie.
At the end, the whole film ended abruptly...
"My last impression is very vague. It seems to be me standing in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, laughing wildly, and it seems to be my wife..." Bishamon sighed, "I really can't remember clearly!"
"So what's going on with you now?" Cheng Peng asked, "Have you finally succeeded in subduing Prajna?"
"Yes, Prajna was severely injured by you. Not only did his own magic power drop to the bottom, but the 'spirit' as the core of the entire armor has almost collapsed due to the fear of dying. It's funny to say it, but I followed you at the beginning.
The state when I put it on is a bit similar." Bishamon laughed twice, obviously feeling quite proud, and expressed deep joy at the wonderful arrangement of fate, "So the situation was reversed, and it was easily overpowered by me.
The spirit took over this armor."
"So...will you be controlled by it again?" Cheng Peng asked again, "The past has passed, what matters is the future!"
"I'm not sure." Bishamon sighed and said frankly, "I'm just a samurai, and I don't know the magic of dispelling evil and suppressing demons. At this moment, Prajna is seriously injured by you, so I can suppress it in turn.
If it waits until it recovers... I may not be able to defeat it."
"Actually, I came out this time just to find someone to talk to and vent the frustration in my heart." Bishamon's voice was a bit tired, and gradually revealed sadness, "Now that my wish is gone, it doesn't matter.
I'm worried about you, please do me a favor and destroy this demonic armor so that I can be completely freed!"
Cheng Peng frowned and tightened his grip on Kungunir.
The rune divine characters rotated at high speed, turning into a circle of golden characters, and gradually spread out. Gradually, a golden light circled around the gun body, like a golden dragon swimming on the gun barrel.
"Okay! I'll let you go without any pain!" He said seriously, while raising his sharp gun.
With this shot, he will completely shatter the entire demon armor Prajna. As for how to repair it after the shattering - anyway, Long Biao and Gui Gui have a good relationship. Since Gui Gui can repair the shattered holy cloth,
That can definitely repair the Demonic Armor Prajna, and at worst, I will have more blood.
But before Cheng Peng could throw the magic spear, a red light suddenly flashed around him, and a magic circle like wings appeared on the ground. Shen Qi walked out of it, and the true love ring on his left hand was still shining.
She used the special effect of the pair of rings, "Biyi", to teleport directly to Cheng Peng's side.
"Don't take action." She stopped Cheng Peng after seeing everything in the video sharing, "Bishamon is the most suitable owner of this armor. As long as you help him break through his limits, he can completely control Prajna!"
"But..." Cheng Peng hesitated a little - he still remembered the reason why Long Biao and the others were chasing Prajna! If Bishamon became Prajna's master, wouldn't Long Mengmeng's armor be in ruins?
"These two are not obstacles." Shen Qi smiled, "Believe in Gui Gui's ability... In other words, even if you don't believe in him, you should at least believe in Athena who likes to put herself in danger.
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Cheng Peng frowned for a while, then suddenly smiled thoughtfully.
"You're right!" He said, putting away the magic gun, "Brother Bishamon, I remembered that I have a powerful... senior, he will definitely be able to help you!"
"Oh? What do you call that senior?"
"I don't know his name either, but we all respectfully call him - the Immortal in the Pot!"
