"The little battle you mentioned...what is he doing for?" Li Yi asked. He really couldn't understand the other party's approach.
"You won't understand." Zhiwu shook his head. It was very rare that he didn't ramble. Instead, he looked at everything in front of him. The billowing gray fog was sweeping in not far away, giving him a sense of déjà vu in a post-apocalyptic blockbuster.
These words were suspected of being pretentious, and Li Yi looked at the spokesperson of the God of War in front of him with dissatisfaction.
What do you mean by this? I, Li Yi, am a sensible person at least, so why don’t I understand?
"Then tell me, how can I make him change his mind?"
Since you said I don't understand, you can at least point me to a clear path!
Zhiwu did not answer him, but said this to himself.
"Do you know the origins of me and the war spirit? Ever since he was conferred as a god, everything around him, the combat items he carries, the things he holds in his hands, and the things he rides on his crotch, all have independent spiritual thoughts. They were originally unconscious.
Dead things have independent consciousness." Looking at Li Yi who looked confused, Zhiwu shook his head and smiled.
"And the War Spirit is his most loyal partner on the battlefield. Every time he is trapped in a tight siege, he relies on the War Spirit to fight his way out of the siege."
"So this war spirit has become a weapon?"
Zhiwu:.......
Li Yi looked at his twitching mouth with a puzzled look on his face: "What's wrong? Am I right?" After thinking about it, he suddenly realized: "So this war spirit should actually be called a war horse? I remember that humans in ancient times did
He has the habit of using war horses to fight."
Zhiwu breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes he really wanted to wipe this human being in front of him with his hand. He really couldn't figure out this person's brain circuit.
Just as he was thinking about it, Li Yi said something again, which almost made Zhiwu so angry that he vomited blood.
"So you are not a human being? You were originally a dead thing? You are not the weapon, are you?"
Zhiwu yelled at the beginning: "You are the sword, your whole family is a broken sword, labor and management are educated people! Do you understand educated people? They are the kind who preach and teach and solve doubts!"
Seeing Li Yi staring at him, Zhiwu quickly realized his gaffe.
"Ahem! What, I mean, as the companion of the God of War, I am responsible for the collection of all His wisdom, I..."
"Understood." Li Yi interrupted Zhiwu's words and nodded as if he understood something: "No wonder you talk so much, you are originally a book! Let me guess, the ancient military general became a god, liked reading, and had a horse
A war horse full of spirituality, well... its identity is very clear."
Seeing that Li Yi finally made some decent judgments, Zhiwu couldn't help but nodded proudly.
However, the other person's next sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured on his head, making him confused.
I saw Li Yi looking at Zhiwu with admiration: "It turns out to be Lord Wu An. I have admired him for a long time. When it comes to the god of war, he must be Lord Wu An."
Zhiwu opened his mouth wide and looked at Li Yi in disbelief. After a long time, he gave up arguing and simply stopped talking to him. No matter what he asked again, Zhiwu kept his head down, looking angry.
Li Yi smiled. Of course he knew who this famous figure in human history was. The reason why he pretended to admit his mistake was because he didn't want to give this old man a chance to show off.
Moreover, he can also use the other party's reaction to determine what he doesn't understand.
Since the war spirit is a war horse, it's easy to handle. At least you don't have to guess how to persuade the other party.
What is a war horse? The most loyal partner of a military commander. His loyalty is so high that there are countless historical records. For a stubborn donkey... Bah, the determination of the stubborn horse, I don't know if eight horses can pull it.
Coming back, it seems that the key to the problem still lies with this guy. After all, he is the only person who can possibly contact the God of War now (book)...
Li Yi turned his attention back to Zhiwu, and he immediately noticed it. Looking at Li Yi's somewhat malicious eyes, his original spying ability seemed to have lost its original effectiveness.
"What do you want to do?"
Li Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "Brother, aren't you here to help me?"
Zhiwu: ".....that's right."
"Then can you contact your boss?"
Zhiwu simply shook his head and refused: "No."
"Why?"
"No matter why, it just can't be done."
"..."
The atmosphere fell into an awkward situation. This man refused to let go, and Li Yi had no good solution, so he couldn't help but regret it.
I should have given this old man a chance to show off...
At this time Li Xingyi spoke.
"Why don't we ask for its opinion?"
After finishing speaking, he ignored the looks of the two men and said to himself: "Mr. Chunqiu may have forgotten that you once gave me some 'gifts', so I can also achieve some of Mr. Zhan Ling's abilities."
Upon hearing this, both of them were stunned.
Zhiwu didn't expect that the humanoid AI would reveal his identity straight away, but Li Yi thought about it and immediately realized that he had not guessed the other person's identity wrongly.
Li Xingyi was seen closing his eyes, his long eyelashes drooping, and he clasped his hands on his chest in a praying posture.
"Mr. Chunqiu, please remove the protective cover first."
Zhiwu was startled for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand.
Li Yi immediately felt that the originally fresh air had become a lot turbid. Only then did he feel what it was like to be in an area with high density of gray fog.
All in all, one sentence is: it’s uncomfortable to hold back.
Li Xingyi did not feel any discomfort, and still lowered his head and closed his eyes. It looked like he was praying, but in fact he was trying to communicate with the fighting spirit who had integrated himself into the world.
Soon, in the spiritual communication space between Li Xingyi and Li Yi, a simple-looking little doll appeared. It looked very festive, with its bare feet stepping on the empty ground, but an impatient expression on its face.
Is this guy the War Spirit? That famous war horse in history? How did he become a doll?
It was as if I could hear Li Yi's new life. The baby's round little mouth moved every move. It looked really cute, and the words he spoke were old-fashioned.
"Stop it now, uncle, there's still business to do!"
"Senior Zhan Ling, this junior is polite." Li Xingyi bowed respectfully and called the other party senior: "I have no other purpose in coming here this time. I just want to understand senior's thoughts. If possible, I would like to try
Let’s see if we can get senior to change his mind.”
"No need to talk!" The doll incarnated as a war spirit waved his pinky little hand, and the words he spoke were extremely domineering.
"Uncle, I have been planning this for a long time. You guys shouldn't be able to get out, right? Hehe, that's right. With you here, I will definitely be able to return to my master."
As soon as these words came out, both of them turned to look at Zhiwu. Upon seeing this, the other party spread his hands to show that it had nothing to do with him.
Is this coming at me? What about those team members?
"Yes, you guessed it right. Those are just bait to attract you. What use do I want from those people? Their qualifications are average and they don't have much potential. The most important thing is that there is no sign of the existence of divine power seeds." War Spirit
There was disdain in his words, as if the treasures of the major forces and potential newcomers were like garbage in front of them.
As if in response to its words, the gray mist airflow that was originally restrained gradually became violent. In just the blink of an eye, all the buildings that could be seen in front of them were swept away by the all-encompassing gray mist.
It became decayed, and the gray mist airflow became stronger and stronger, like a tornado that grew from small to large, moving slowly and menacingly towards several people.
And Li Yi also instantly figured out the essence of divine power that he had no idea about before.
So I am the divine essence of Laoshizi? When did I become the essence of divine power?
Seeing the contemplative expressions on their faces, Zhanling Doll sneered: "You don't think you have any chance of making a comeback now, do you?"
As soon as these words came out, even Zhiwu frowned. As a personal belonging belonging to the God of War, he felt the humiliation of having his IQ pressed to the ground and rubbed repeatedly.
I can't stand it!
Just as he was about to raise the protection with a wave of his hand, he was surprised to find that the protective shield that could block the effects of gray fog in an instant had no effect at all.
Well, on the contrary, it becomes more difficult to breathe because of the shrinking space.
After trying it several times, Zhiwu withdrew his hand with a gloomy expression, staring at War Spirit without saying a word.
At this time, he didn't know it was the other party's fault, so it was really an insult to his IQ.
War Spirit saw this scene in his eyes and sneered: "You think you are the source of the master's wisdom, but you didn't even see such a simple strategy. Sure enough, studying is just studying, and you don't have any flexibility."
"Only me! I followed my master into battle and experienced all kinds of intrigues on the battlefield before I learned how to adapt. You can become one with me and follow my master again!"
The war spirit's wanton laughter filled the world. Li Xingyi took a few steps back and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The war spirit just made a simple sprint and broke through the space of spiritual communication. Originally, it was not a place used to trap the enemy.
It can only be said that this ancient war god's attendant horse has no possibility of communication!
Is this really the only way to go? Li Xingyi looked at the gray fog flying in the sky. It was so dark that it had covered most of the light. The entire space was slowly compressing until all the gray fog formed a solid state under the control of the war spirit.
It will end, and by then, those of them who are in it will also...
But when she turned her attention to Li Yi, she found that he was not panicked at all. Maybe he didn't know what panic was at all, but Li Yi's behavior made her a little confused.
There is nothing unusual about his actions, or in other words, he has always behaved like this in many battles in the past.
He lowered his head and was taking out the backpack behind him...
This action also attracted Zhiwu's attention.
"What is he doing? Writing a will for himself?"
"Let's take a look." Li Xingyi didn't know what props he could take out. In other words, even Li Yi didn't know how many props he had never used hidden in his small backpack.
But, at least in the previous battles, he never seemed to disappoint!