Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Well you Blake, aren't you satisfied with having so many people by your side?"

In the captain's cabin, Sephiel grabbed Blake's ears excitedly, and the parasaurus was obviously stimulated.

She said with a burst of anger:

"Ms. Maiev, let's stop talking. Xal'atath's life and death are still uncertain. I have paid the price myself. If you want to come up with another 'sword lady', are you going to make us angry to death?

How about I send a message to Ms. Maiev now and ask her to come back and teach you a lesson?

I think she would be very willing. "

"I think it's better if you let go. If you have anything to say, please talk to me."

Blake didn't feel any pain.

After all, Saphire was just showing off. How could the shy first parasaurus bear to hurt her good captain?

But the pirate knew it was a joke, but his sword did not.

"Whoosh"

The levitating Salamani made a sound of breaking wind and stabbed towards him with a whistling sound. He forced Sephiel back with one strike of his sword and then laid it flat in front of the pirate. The forked sword blade stared in front of him like a poisonous snake and was frightened. of sefir.

The Elf Divine Sword was still fierce, precise and deadly, but still asked in a timid tone:

"Master, this spirit is hurting you. Do you need me to kill her for you? She is very weak."

"Who do you think is weak? You shameless stinky woman."

Sephiel was startled.

Seeing the new sword girl still protecting Blake, a feeling of anger and grievance suddenly surged into my heart.

Hell, she and Blake were the ones who made Sword Girl together just now. Theoretically speaking, she can be considered the mother of the soul blade in front of her, right?

So cold?

It really makes my mother so sad. I want to teach you a lesson!

"No! Calm down!"

As soon as Blake shouted, Sephiel angrily threw out the time magic, and a ball of earth-yellow light shimmered around the suspended soul blade, imprisoning it in time.

But Sephiel overlooked one thing, Salameni has two forms!

"bass"

While the sword was suspended in time, another one-handed sword flew out with a roar.

Different from Salamani's body, the one-handed sharp blade that flew out was completely purple, and it looked like it was infused with void attribute anima. As it pierced Sephiel, it yelled crazily:

"Let you bully my sister! Stab you to death! Die, die! Hahahaha."

"ah!"

Seeing that he was about to be pierced by the flying blade, the first parasaurus covered his head with disgrace and screamed, but no severe pain was felt.

After a second, Sephiel raised his head and glanced.

Blake was gripping the hilt of the screaming void blade with a headache, as if he were grabbing a very naughty snake. The black sword was struggling back and forth in his hand, trying to jump out and give Sephiel a blow. Have a taste.

The other one-handed long sword was still imprisoned in time by Sephiel.

Its entire slender sword body is like a faded photo, stripped out of the flow of time, as if frozen.

"You bad woman, let my sister out! Otherwise I will stab you to death!"

The black sword beating in Blake's hand kept screaming, threatening in ancient Salas language, and trying to throw an energy blade to attack Sephiel.

But under the pirate's control, the energy blade it threw could only make the captain's room more messy.

"Release Sharathol, Sephiel."

Blake said to the First Parasaurus:

"Eremeni is very irritable, and I can't control her. It's probably because she injected too much void energy, which makes her mental state very unstable. I have to make them become one again."

"Oh, you told me earlier, your strange sword scares me to death."

Seeing that the situation was under control, Sephiel stood up and released the time restraint. He also saw Blake trying hard to control the violent blade from hurting himself, which proved that the stinky pirate had her in his heart.

This made Sephiel feel sweet in his heart.

Hum, forget it, I’ll spare you this time.

"Snapped"

The Parasaurus snapped his fingers, the time freeze dissipated, and the other one-handed blade Sharathol was free, but she did not attack Sephiel like the irritable Eremeni.

This one-handed sword glowing with bright moonlight is obviously more polite than her "sister".

She even hovered in front of Sephiel's eyes to apologize to her.

"I'm sorry, madam, I was too impulsive just now. We have just been given souls by the master, and we don't know much about the outside world. I remember that you also helped in the strengthening before the connection with the heart.

We shouldn't have hurt you. "

"Uh, it's okay."

Sephiel looked a little embarrassed.

This was the first time in her life that she was thanked by a sword, and she didn't know how to shake hands with her and make peace with her. She could only reach out and pat the sword of Sharathol to express that she no longer cared.

"Why are you apologizing to her? You weak, stinky sister!"

But just now, the shadow predator Eremeni, who was caught by Blake, was not satisfied yet. The Sword of the Void shouted:

"She was the one who hurt the master first. As weapons, we should stab her to death! This is to show the majesty of the master that cannot be desecrated! You are really an unqualified weapon in all aspects, my ridiculous sister."

"Shut up, Eremeni!"

The good-tempered Sharathol levitated in front of Black's other hand, letting the pirate hold the hilt of her sword. She scolded the violent Marauder's sword:

"It's so disrespectful of you!

We are creations derived from the power of the hermits of the ancient elven empire. We should inherit the graceful posture of the elves, rather than scream like shrews.

Master, please merge us.

It's up to me to silence my cranky sister so we can continue talking. "

"oh."

With a dull expression on his face, the stinky pirate merged the two quarreling swords together and transformed back into Salamani. The experience before him was also a first for the experienced stinky pirate.

He used to just swing his sword to kill people, but now he has to be directed by his own sword.

Gee, I don’t know if Emperor Denasius has ever had the experience of being commanded by his own weapons? But his bloodthirsty sword only has one consciousness, so he won't quarrel with himself after thinking about it, right?

"Are you the one who dominates Salameni's consciousness? Sharathol."

Blake looked at the Elven Divine Sword suspended in front of him and asked:

"I thought that after you merged, a new consciousness would be born to control the blade."

"Salamani is just the name after our merger. Master, there should be only one conscious body that activates the blade. It's just that the structure of this sword is special, and the anima you gave it is somewhat...

Well, it's a little complicated. "

It can be seen that Sharathol the Ripper is a very graceful swordswoman. She speaks in a gentle manner. Even when describing the chaos of Black's power, she has to use a neutral word to describe it.

So as not to stimulate the complicated thoughts of his master.

"Do you want us to fuse?"

Sharathol seemed to sense Black's thoughts, and changed to his own timid tone and asked:

“If you need it, Eremeni and I can merge into a complete consciousness, you can call it ‘Salameni’, but such fusion is irreversible.

we will.

In your terms, you will die forever to give birth to a new soul. "

"This is so cruel! Captain!"

Sephiel grabbed Blake's wrist and said:

"do not do that!

These are two newly born souls. They have not seen this world yet. They were born because of you. It is too cruel to let them die like this. "

"I didn't say let them fuse."

The smelly pirate glanced at Sephiel, who was overflowing with maternal instincts, and said:

"With Salamaini's form, if I were a warrior, it would be easier to kill people with a two-handed sword. But as an assassin, I must often use the two-sword form.

Sharatol and Eremeni are more suitable for me in this form.

But what I'm curious about is, did you accept my anima separately? What you got is the anima of the moon god's power? "

"Um."

Facing the pirate's inquiry, Shalator, the holy swordswoman who dominated Salameni, said frankly:

"I received the sacred moonlight given by the master, and my sister took away the shadow of the void. Perhaps it is because she likes to plunder, and her personality is very aggressive since she was born.

But she wasn't always that crazy, and maybe she would calm down after a while.

Of course, I can't suppress my sister all the time, so occasionally the master will see Eremeni dominating Salameni's sword. At that time, the master should be more tolerant to her.

Although she longs for blood and loves killing, she always likes to chop off the heads of her enemies and poke holes in their hearts to show her existence with her bloodthirst.

But trust me, she's a good girl. "

This explanation made the pirate and Sephiel look at each other. Sephiel didn't think much about it, but Sharathol's seemingly normal explanation could not be fooled by Black, a man with a gloomy mind.

The smelly pirate coughed and said:

"If your sister is so violent and perverse, why does she still obey you so much?"

This question made Sharathol silent for a moment.

Under the pirate's gaze eager for answers, the Holy Sword Lady mumbled reluctantly and replied:

"Because she couldn't defeat me, and it was precisely because of her failure that she was more eager to prove that she was better than me. But please believe me, Master, although I have a weaker personality, I will definitely fulfill my duties as a weapon.

I will not let any enemy come near you. "

"Stop talking about this allegiance nonsense!"

As soon as Sharathol finished speaking, Salameni's sword came out from Salameni's sword and screamed in displeasure:

"Hurry up and ask the stinky master, when will the final casting of us be completed? The knowledge he used to strengthen us to make living blades is exactly the strengthening we have been longing for for thousands of years.

Wherever this kind of knowledge outside of this world exists, there must be knowledge that can fully advance us!

We long for wholeness! "

"Yes, we long for wholeness."

Sharathol comforted his irritable sister.

She controlled Salameni's sword to float in front of Black's eyes, and she said:

"Master, you should have known when you got Salameni that we are incomplete. This regret has lasted for thousands of years, but we are longing for completeness to get a glimpse of the highest we can achieve as weapons.

My sister and I will give everything we have to you, and we have only one request.

Grant us your undefeated glory. "

"I know, I understand, and I do."

Blake reached out and grasped the trembling hilt of Salameni's sword. He put the activated blade in front of his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch the bright and dark blade, and said:

"I happened to find the place where the knowledge you desire is. I will take you to see the supreme weapon forged by that power, and I will let you observe your future with your own eyes.

If that's really what you want, I'll get that glory for you.

But you need to be patient. "

"We have enough patience."

Sharathol received the pirate's promise, and with a joyful tone, he detached himself from Blake's fingers, spun around him a few times, and split into two swords of light and dark with a rattling sound, one hanging on the left and the other around Blake's body.

Eremeni is an outgoing swordswoman. She put her cold sword blade against Blake's cheek, like a gentle kiss, and cheered in the hum:

"The stinky master is the best! My stupid sister, let us fulfill our responsibilities as weapons, hunt down a few stupid enemies for the master, and smear the sword with their blood to celebrate our birth today."

"don't want!"

The more reserved Sharathol refused:

"Smearing your body with blood is too rude and obscene. As an elf lady, you can't do that, and I don't allow you to do it."

"Why! That's the romance of a weapon."

Black Sword Eremeni suddenly started shouting with dissatisfaction and began to provoke his sword lady sister again.

So a few seconds later, under the speechless gazes of the pirates and Sephiel, in the messy captain's room, Black's newly acquired twin sword girls began to collide with each other and start "fencing".

They fought very fiercely.

It was like invisible swordsmen holding two swords in a desperate duel. Sparks of light and darkness flew everywhere, and the blades of the two sharp swords constantly collided, making a soft sound of weapons clashing.

"Haha, it's so lively."

Black twitched his lips and looked at the captain's cabin, which was getting worse and worse during the sword girls' competition. He then patted Sephiel's buttocks, who was also stunned, and said:

"Why are you still standing there? Help me clean up the house. Look at this garbage dump. Can anyone still live here?"

"Hey, whoever breaks it is the one to clean it up."

Sephiel crossed his arms, turned away and said:

"I just cleaned it up at noon today. Let your precious sword girls help you clean it up. Anyway, they look full of energy and are eager to do anything for you."

Saying this, Sephiel snorted, leaned close to Blake's ear and said:

"Don't let them do exciting things. I don't think some things on your body can grow back if they are cut off, little! Heart! Point! Oh!"

"Oh, my dear first mate."

The corners of Blake's eyes twitched. He put his arm around Sephiel's slender waist and said in a gentle tone:

"I know you have a way to clean up the room quickly. Come on, I know you won't refuse me, right?"

"Oh, I can't stand you."

The first parasaurus rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the passage of time flashed back, allowing the pirate's ruined captain's room to quickly return to a neat posture.

She slapped the pirate's hand away, glared at him and said:

"You're not sincere at all, you're just trying to make things easier. You bastard, don't come to me next time. I'm going to inspect the ship. You can play with your sword girls.

Good night, my captain. "

After saying that, she kissed the corner of the pirate's mouth, turned around and disappeared into the captain's room. Blake sighed and looked back at the two black and white double blades that were still "fencing".

He covered his head and said tiredly:

"Come here, I'll find a good opponent for you. Stop fighting! Don't touch my showcase! Damn it!

lighter! "

"boom"