Qile's words could no longer be listened to by everyone, because the scene in front of him was too shocking, and Bishamentian disarmed all the artifacts on his body except for his clothes, a total of 6 people.

"Lord Bishamon, why did you lift the summons?"

The older of the six, burly uncles with a scar at the corner of his eye said respectfully.

"Nyba, fighting any more will only increase the casualties of Dreadnought, and both Zoba and Karba are already injured, and I can't continue to use them."

There was hesitation in Bishamentian's eyes, and he seemed to be thinking about the artifact under his hand.

"Sister, please continue to use us! I'm fine with Karba! ”

Behind her, a girl with a beautiful face, wavy reddish-brown hair, and a graceful posture spoke,

"The enemy's purpose is also unclear, and it is too dangerous for you to disarm the artifact now!"

"Lord Bishamon, what Zoba said is right, you are really too willful to suddenly disarm the artifact."

Said a boy with black-rimmed glasses, short brown hair, and a tear mole in the corner of his eye.

"Zhaoma, the other party already knows my name, and once I am caught, I will carry out 'plucking', are you ready for this?"

"Lord Bishamen, not only me, but all the artifacts of the Bazi clan have already had the consciousness of swearing to death! Please feel free to use us! ”

"I am one of the Seven Lucky Gods, the Martial God, Bishamentian! This is my artifact, the Bazi family! Zhaoma, Nyba, Kouba, Karba, Shaoba, Choba! ”

As the names were shouted one by one, everyone standing turned into a light and disappeared into the air, and then the cherry blossom-shaped studs on Bishamentian's ears reappeared. Hold a sword in your left hand. Holding a pistol in his right hand. Around his waist was a black diamond-encrusted belt with a long, reddish-brown whip coiled up, and a golden lion with a scar on his right eye sat underneath!

"Woba, let's go!"

It turned out that the lion was the old man who spoke before, and after receiving the master's order, he rushed towards Allen!

"She has so many artifacts, maybe she's not a bad person"

Tia whispered to herself, but was heard by the strange music around her,

"How can such a person be a bad person. The more artifacts gathered around you, the higher the danger of being stabbed. No god would accept the artifact as indiscriminately as Bishamentian, presumably she was also betrayed, and the 'sickness' on the back of her neck was the huge wound 'sickness' formed by the 'stabbing' of betrayal. ”

"Will the artifact betray its master?"

Tia asked, puzzled.

"Yes, but not much. The artifact itself is made by humans, and it retains its human appearance and personality after becoming an artifact. If the received artifact has a tolerant and peaceful personality, it will naturally not 'stab' the owner, on the contrary, if the artifact is arrogant and willful. And greed and impermanence, then to a large extent, it will 'stab' the master. The desire for an artifact is a sharp weapon that 'stabs' its master. It doesn't matter if it's love or hate. ”

"There are so many artifacts in that Bishamentian, as long as a few of them are a little selfish, or have some bad thoughts, then wouldn't it be easy for Bishamentian to get 'sickness', and then he will die?"

Tia suddenly sympathized with this Shin Yin, thinking that even the real villains in the world must have the softest part of him, but they will hide it so deep that you can't find it.

"God is mortal. I can prove this with my own life, because the god who gave my king the name of God is dead. But God's death is not like the death of man, God's death means 'generationalism'. ”

Kira's words aroused Tia's interest,

"What is 'generational'?"

"The so-called 'generational change' is to change the name of a god. For example, it will be easier to understand, for example, Bishamentian, she is one of the seven gods of good fortune, and the seven gods of good fortune are the gods that people are most keen to worship, so the name of Bishamentian will always have supporters, as long as there are believers, the god will exist, and the position of this god will not be vacant. If this generation of Bishamentian dies because of 'sickness', then a new Bishamentian will soon appear to replace her, but everything in the personality, memory, appearance, and appearance will not be inherited, only the name Bishamentian will be inherited. ”

"It's a bit sad that poor God is so pitiful, but as long as it is remembered, it will be immortal."

Tia had always believed in the goddess of time, but she never imagined that the gods would also die.

At this time, the rearmed Bishamentian had already rushed to Allen's side, the long whip slashed his head and face, and the pistol in his right hand did not forget to shoot at Ilte.

"The attack power is average, but the accuracy is very high, if it is not for the enchantment to be broken, the treasure house can be unfolded, and my marksmanship I estimate will be difficult to dodge."

Ilt protected all the treasures in front of him, blocking the attack of Bishamenten.

"Ilte, attack that stud, that stud is the key!"

Alan seemed to understand Tia's intentions, and that stud earring was a road marker, the so-called road marker, literally the leader who guided the other artifacts. The reason why these long whips, swords, and pistols attack with strength close to their strength and are quite accurate is entirely because of the relationship between the cherry blossom-shaped earring artifact named Zhaoma as a road marker. He seems to be able to control the attack speed, strength, and accuracy of all artifacts summoned by Bishamonten. So once the earrings are destroyed, then these artifacts will no longer be able to attack as coordinated as they are now, after all, they are different artifacts, and it must be very difficult to use them at the same time.

Thinking of this, Eren and Ilt did not hesitate to attack Bishamentian's right ear, but Bishamen, who rode the lion, moved quickly, and this mount was not just an ornament, its claws could even crush rocks.

Alan stepped on the mine wall, and jumped to the top of Bishamentian's head with his strength, and Misterine waved,

"Break, slash!"

The long whip on Bishamentian's waist instantly arrived in his hand, and the sword in his left hand disappeared in the air, and the long whip rotated around Bishamentian, forming a protective layer, and the power of the Bafang Slash was blocked, but Allen's swordsmanship was superb, and the power of the Breaking and Bafang Slash was very huge, and the long whip was already scarred.

"Zoba!"

Bishamentian hurriedly withdrew the long whip, the long whip turned into white light, and the cloth on his body was in tatters, revealing his plump twin peaks, white buttocks, and slender legs, but there were blood marks scratched by the sword everywhere, which were shocking on the snow-white skin! (To be continued.) )