Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1701 69. Fenner's mother picks her "son-in-law"

"You can't, you can't even call her name, my baby obviously doesn't like you, go, go, let the next person come quickly, don't waste time."

In the airspace above the Evil of the World, in the Hall of Valor, which is being transferred to the Antoran Wasteland along with the spaceship and is serving as a guard and observation mission, in the center of the huge golden ring of competition, the idiot Fenner is in the middle of the big Makin Daoist sat on a golden chair, and in front of her eyes were warriors from all races lined up, undergoing Fenner's "test".

Well, to be precise, it is to accept the test of a golden holy sword suspended in front of Fenner.

This super-large ring of competition was not originally intended for this purpose.

In the Hall of Valor under the rule of Odin, this is a place where heroic spirits compete in martial arts. Every day, a large number of heroic spirits fight here to hone their skills, or to solve some personal problems caused by someone's bad mouth.

In short, this is a place full of fighting glory, and it must not be used for stupid fighters to do things like this.

But isn't Odin gone now?

Although the core of his thinking has been hidden by Raiden, although Odin is not without the possibility of resurrection, the entire Hall of Valor has lost its absolute soul after the death of the King of War. Sitting in the town, but coordinating the Heroic Legion is enough for the Storm Guardian to be busy.

He has no time to care about what Fenner is doing here.

Besides, the stupid fighters are not playing.

She is really doing business.

The orc warrior who was reprimanded by Fenner as "unqualified" walked away very disappointed, and the next one who stepped forward was a heroic female knight.

She was wearing a golden full body armor, holding a battle helmet, and carrying a lance on her back.

Just looking at the weight of this set of equipment is enough to crush a grown man, and the way this lady walks freely shows that she is a real strongman.

that's the truth.

"Yo, isn't this Ms. Toohart?"

Fenner immediately became interested when she saw this lady who had been the great mentor of the Holy Knight in the Holy Light Sect of Nazaras Theological Seminary for many years. She sat up straight enthusiastically and chatted with the female knight in front of her.

she says:

"I really didn't know that you were also recruited here, otherwise I would have gone to you to fight with you a few days ago. We haven't decided the winner in the Blade Fist Arena last time."

"I can't beat you now, the 'great' God of Courage."

Ms. Tuhart, the Chang Sheng champion of the Blade Fist Arena, flipped her short hair and smiled generously. She said to Fenner in front of her:

"Look how much the heroic spirits around here respect you. I heard that you have seized the power of God Tyr? When will you go to the Knights of the Silver Hand to perform.

You know, the name 'Silver Hand' was chosen in memory of God Tyr. "

"Hey, I'm just lucky."

Fenner scratched her head, and waved her hands embarrassingly under this boast, and said:

"But I'm not going to be completely abused by you in terms of horseback riding and fighting. Who doesn't know that your riding skills are the best in the Church of the Holy Light. Oh, stop talking, come and hold my precious sword .”

Fenner pointed to the Ashbringer who was suspended in front of her and was reshaped by Muradin yesterday, and she said:

"Maybe you can become her new master."

"she?"

Ms. Twohart was pulled over by several fellow paladins who "failed the challenge".

She wasn't interested in this kind of silly-sounding activity at first, but when she saw the scorching holy light emanating from the reforged Ashbringer, she also became interested.

The powerful female knight commander said to Fenner while moving her gauntlets and preparing to draw her sword:

"Are you also like those disgusting guys, using your own weapon as your own wife? Also, I have seen you wield this sword in battle before, and I have also heard that the Ashbringer repelled the Fallen Titan in Dellano world of legendary stories.

Even the lowly greenskins speak of the sword's power.

Why give it away now? "

"I don't want to either."

Fenner said with a bitter face:

"Originally after Muradin reshaped it, I planned to use it for myself. This world is full of demons. With Ashbringer in hand, I can kill until I am a hundred years old!

But the problem is, there seems to be something weird going wrong with Zela's Light Core added to the sword.

She also knows me.

But she doesn't want to be used by me.

Probably because I walk the path of wrath and not the path of light.

She is now eager to be held by the true master to seek justice for the draenei in the doomsday world of Argus, and she is also eager to see her most blazing holy light break through the darkness in this desperate place.

But she had to find a qualified master.

I can't help it, so I recruit sword bearers from all walks of life, which can be regarded as finding a 'son-in-law' for my precious sword. You know, this sword was forged by me collecting materials through hard work.

She is just like my daughter. "

"It's such a strange idea, you, you are suitable for your lunatic brother to get along with for too long."

Ms. Twohart complained.

Afterwards, amidst the cheering cheers of a group of Silver Hand paladins, Toohart took a deep breath, and stretched out his hands to hold the handle of the Ashbringer floating in front of him.

This sword was reshaped by Muradin into the original form of the brutal broad-edged sword, but because the material is source quality steel, even after it was repaired with the Heart of Light, the blade still retains the naked eye. Visible cracks.

This gives the sword a "broken" aesthetic.

But it doesn't actually affect its use. This sword is still strong and sharp enough, and it is blessed with the core power of the Mother of Light, making it extremely hot, enough to easily kill a high-ranking demon and then burn it to ashes.

That's why it can attract so many anti-magic warriors to try it.

Seeing that the decisive battle is about to start, getting a holy light blade under such circumstances will definitely greatly increase the chances of surviving in the subsequent battles, and will definitely help him obtain supreme meritorious service.

It's a pity that the reborn Ashbringer seems to have extremely high eyesight.

Before Ms. Toohart arrived, there was also Chief Sunwalker who came to Argus with the old cow to try. The believers of the sun god who also used the Holy Light were very powerful, and their characters were very consistent with the teachings of the Holy Light, but they still failed. Ashbringer taming.

"hum"

When Ms. Toohart, the absolute representative of the female knights of the Church of the Holy Light, held the Ashbringer in both hands, a bright beam of holy light burst out like a beam of light, which caused bursts of cheers from the crowd.

Especially the human soldiers watching the bustle around were beating gongs and drums.

They think it's a sure win this time!

Sure enough, human beings are the species blessed by the Holy Light.

Ms. Toohart also felt that the Ashbringer in her hand was talking to her, which made her feel that she was very hopeful to hold this holy sword.

But after a few seconds, the holy light dimmed.

This made the adjudicator sigh in his heart. It seems that he is still a little short of the standard of the Supreme Holy Blade.

"You are already very powerful, don't be discouraged, the light you emit is much brighter than the tauren just now."

Fenner was also a little disappointed, but she still comforted her good friend, pointed to the forge on the other side of the Hall of Valor, and whispered to Tuhart:

"Go there and find Muradin, and choose a 'souvenir' for you from him."

"souvenir?"

The female knight who was about to leave said in surprise:

"You really treat this as a little turtle game, how come there are still souvenirs?"

"Don't underestimate them. They are weapons made by Muradin using Zela's body fragments. Although they are certainly not as powerful as the Ashbringer, they are definitely stronger than ordinary weapons due to the connection between the Naaru and the Holy Light. a lot of.

And as long as you have a strong enough grasp of the Holy Light, those weapons can burst out the innate power of 'Ash Judgment' just like the Ashbringer. "

Fenner explained in a low voice:

"This holy sword selection is actually not just my temporary idea. Old Man Velen and His Majesty Faol are supporting behind the scenes. They plan to use those naaru weapons to form an 'Ash Expeditionary Army' to fight in the final battle of Antoran." Take on the most dangerous missions.

This is inside information.

Don't say I don't take care of you. "

"Okay, you can deal with this person!"

Toohart immediately became interested. The bold female knight patted the "God of Courage" on the shoulder, humming a hymn and tossing her hair as she left the ring in a heroic manner.

"Next next!"

Fenner picked up the loudspeaker at hand and shouted:

"Don't move around! Don't jump in line! Hey! The dwarf shooter over there! I saw you peeking at the skirt of the elf in front of you! Be careful!"

This noisy scene fell into the eyes of the Grand Duke Mograine who was hiding himself with a hood behind the crowd, causing the archbishop of the Holy Light Legion to shake his head.

Lieutenant Captain Faria, who was also wearing a hood beside him, looked at the Ashbringer floating in front of Fenner, and there was nostalgia and respect in her eyes.

Seeing that Mograine was about to leave, she reached out and tugged at the corner of the archbishop's clothes.

she says:

"Why don't you give it a try? Archbishop, I can feel that Zela's will still remains in the holy sword. Perhaps she has sensed her own destiny and made arrangements.

That supreme holy blade is a gift from Zela to you.

I think, as long as you go, you will be able to pick it up, I think you are the Ashbringer of Destiny! "

"Well, that's what Laike told me before."

Mograine let out a deep laugh. He didn't look back, but reached out and took Captain Faria's hand, and said in a low voice:

"That may indeed have been my destiny, but I don't need it anymore, what Zela and Lula taught me is far more powerful than a holy sword.

Besides, Lula's core will also be forged into our Holy Light Blade, let's leave this Holy Blade to those who need it more.

come with me.

We went to meet His Majesty Faol and my children. Renault, who had been away from me for more than a thousand years, actually came here. Frankly speaking, as a father, I was a little at a loss.

Maybe having you by my side can make me more determined. "

"That pirate is not a good man!"

Captain Faria did not refuse to accompany her officer, but she still had some complaints about Bo Laike in her heart.

She whispered to Mograine:

"When I met him yesterday, he was drunk and asked me when I would send him an invitation. Why should I send him an invitation? It's unreasonable."

"Uh, Faria, this is actually a custom in Azeroth."

Mograine explained helplessly:

"When we have a happy event, we always send invitations to our friends to invite them to the dinner. Laike means to ask when you will get married.

Well, what he wanted to express must be worse. He wanted to ask when you would become the new mistress of the Mograine family, but you clearly refused, didn't you? "

"I didn't refuse."

Captain Faria, who was as firm as steel, flicked her light-forged tail shyly. She whispered:

"I'm just saying I don't think about it until the war is over.

Archbishop, you can't get me wrong, and besides, haven't we been trapped in the icy hell before in the war and had to cuddle up to keep warm?

That was the first time I showed my body in front of a man."

"Wow!"

While the two vicissitudes of soul who had experienced countless wars were talking, in the ring of competition behind them, noisy shouts echoed at this moment.

Mograine and Faria looked back at the same time, and saw that the Ashbringer visited by Fina was being lifted up by a mysterious young man wearing a hood.

And the holy sword was emitting a warm and bright light in his hand, like a beating torch.

"Who is that?"

Faria asked in surprise:

"How can he be recognized by Zela at such a young age?"

"Varian Wrynn."

There was a smile on the corner of Mograine's mouth, and he whispered:

"The emperor of mankind, my apprentice. I was the one who guided him into the path of the Holy Light, and I presided over his baptism. I heard from Braike that Varian had crossed paths with Zera in Azeroth." .

It is also normal to be recognized by the holy sword.

You know, Zera has been looking for Destiny's Child among the stars.

Although she finally identified Illidan Stormrage, the soul that Zela paid so much attention to may also be a "mandate of destiny" in a certain sense.

Come on, we'll congratulate him later. "

The disappearance of the two hooded men did not attract the attention of the spectators in the ring of competition who were already boiling at this time. Some human soldiers who recognized Varian shouted the emperor's name frantically.

They stubbornly believe that Varian won the recognition of the Supreme Holy Blade before the decisive battle, which is the blessing of fate for this battle, and they are also sure that under the leadership of Varian, they will definitely win a big victory.

There is no need for fear of demons or anything!

But to be honest, Varian himself, who was "abducted" by Laike and Genn, was dazed in the light, and he really just came here to relax.

Never expected to win the approval of the holy sword whose fame spread throughout Azeroth and Dellano.

Besides, he doesn't need it either.

He has a weapon like Stromkar Emperor's Sword, no matter in terms of sharpness or sturdiness, or even the origin background, the Emperor's Sword is not inferior to Ashbringer.

He really just pulled it out casually, and then, the "goddess" in countless people's minds just stuck upside down like Pengci.

Who should I ask to reason with this matter?

"Oh my god, I really deserve to be the Son of Destiny."

Among the wildly cheering crowd, Bu Laike bit off the cork of the wine bottle, touched the bottle with Gene next to him, and said to the old gray wolf who was the emperor's protector:

"This can be regarded as an end to my heart. I took away the sacred object destined by Varian, and now I finally paid back the favor. Perhaps this is also a reminder of fate to Varian

He holds the power of war and holy light, he must learn to integrate them, and then learn to maintain a balance between the two identities of 'Ashbringer' and 'Emperor'.

Tsk tsk, balance really exists among all things. "

"But your sister doesn't seem very willing."

Genn drank his wine and said to Bo Laike:

"Look at the gritted teeth of our newly promoted God of Courage. She seems very dissatisfied with Varian getting the Ashbringer."

"My sister is like that, crazy, just get used to it."

Bu Laike sighed and said:

"She's actually very gentle sometimes."

Then, the pirate remembered the kind face of Fenna holding the children he saw in the prophecy, which made him shiver in fright, and then kept silent.

Tch, look at this damned fate!

(end of this chapter)