Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 859 189. You can always come up with some new tricks for me - add updates to Huo Zheng's good brother [1920]

   "This is the sword you want!"

  In the big forge in the hidden place of South Island, Muradin Bronzebeard, who had already packed his bags and was about to leave, sipped his wine and pointed to a cloth-covered greatsword on the sword stand in front of him and said:

   "Forged according to your requirements, the shape is violent and exaggerated, with source steel as the main body, and smelted Thorium and Arcanite ingots as fillings, so that it is strong and at the same time, the energy application and lethality are equally amazing.

   It is no exaggeration to say that this sword is one of the most perfect masterpieces of my forging career.

  Unfortunately, it is not complete and requires a final quenching. "

   Muradin stroked his exquisite beard, looked at the cloth-covered sword in front of him with a numb look in his eyes, and said regretfully:

   "There are only a few places in this world that are qualified to quench it, but those are the places that make an old dwarf like me feel tingly.

   So as much as I'd love to see it actually done, I don't want to dedicate my power to you stinky pirate any more. "

   Hearing this, Blake pouted.

   He did not immediately remove the sword cloth in front of him, but turned his head and said to Muradin:

   "You should have left ten days ago, why do you have to wait until I come back? Your brother Brian is already on the boat to Booty Bay, he should have written you a letter.

  Aren't you going to pick him up? "

"My brother sent someone to wait for him in the goblin city, and the troublemaker will be escorted back to Ironforge as soon as he returns. His letters to me are full of complaints about what he has discovered in the desert of Whar'dun that is truly great. remains.

   also insulted my brother and I for hindering him from contributing to the world. "

  Muradin sat on the wooden box beside him, drinking and complaining:

"That **** thought we didn't know what he did in Wharton, that strange loa named old Gani was driving him crazy, it is said that he sneaked into the empire of the snake people and was almost caught slave.

   also inexplicably provoked a group of blood troll barbarians, and was almost eaten as a barbecue.

Ugh.

   Having such a brother at home is really a headache. "

  Prince Bronzebeard complained loudly about his stinky brother, this feeling was empathized by Fenna next to him, which made her nod her head, and her impression of this irritable old dwarf was much better.

   And facing another question from Black, Muradin glared at him and said:

   "To tell the truth, I came here to forge iron and forge for you, but I actually resisted in my heart. I originally thought that I would just do it casually. Anyway, you ignorant stinky pirate can't tell the real good things.

   But then, I heard about what you guys did in Kul Tiras.

  Although you are still the stinky pirate who doesn't give a shit, but how do you say it? You are after all contributing a little to a righteous cause, although you must have your own evil conspiracies.

   But doing it is doing it.

  After I knew what happened over there, I decided to finish this job well

  I assure you that the various forged products you have commissioned from me are absolutely perfect things that I have devoted 100% of my energy to forging.

   This is also worthy of your reward. "

   "Good guy! Are you afraid of being beaten to death by me?"

  Blake was so angry that he was about to teach the stinky dwarf a lesson while rolling up his sleeves. He cursed:

   "You're still thinking about shoddy manufacturing! You don't have any craftsmanship. Let me use that inferior product on the battlefield. Are you trying to kill me? Maybe I should burn all your beards!"

"you dare!"

   Concerning his beloved beard, Muradin also became irritable, drank the wine in his hand, stood on the wooden box holding the warhammer, and shouted to Black:

   "Come on! Smelly pirates, see who is more powerful!"

   "Wow, I love this sword!"

   When Party A and Party B were arguing, Fenna, who was beside him, had slipped to the sword stand, stretched out his hand to uncover the sword cloth covering the great sword, and a silver-gray violent single-edged sword appeared in front of her.

As the leading legendary blacksmith in Azeroth, Muradin has absolutely nothing to say about his skills. This time, he felt that the stinky pirates had done something "good" in Kul Tiras, so he carefully forged it to make the finished product more powerful. .

   In the semi-circular depression at the front end of the straight blade, the forged and extended Atama crystals glowed with a gentle light, giving the epee the golden pattern of the epee.

   Even if it has not yet been quenched, so that the power can really be pressed into the blade, but this simple and elegant shape has already made it show its edge.

  Fina cheered and grabbed the hilt of the epee, using her arms to lift it up easily.

  Didly did a few slashing and blocking poses on the spot, put it on his shoulders, turned back to Black and Muradin who were looking at her and said:

   "Hey, how much does it cost to buy this knife? I want it!"

   "Put it down, that's not for you."

   Black says:

   "The strength attribute of that sword does not match yours. You should have felt it. It is a weapon of the Holy Light."

   "Yes, it is the weapon of the Holy Light."

  Fina said indifferently:

   "But it can also be powered by Tyr, voila!"

   At the moment when Tyr's divine power was activated in the stupid warrior's body, the golden pattern on the bright epee quickly ignited into silver flames, almost wanting to wrap the sword in the divine flames.

   But as Black said, this sword is forged with holy light, it does not carry the power of anger, so it is difficult to get the blessing of anger when it falls in the hands of Fenna.

   can only be used as a hole card against fallen creatures at critical moments, not in daily battles.

   "This little girl like a hemp pole has supernatural power in her body? Ah, my beard is on top."

   Muradin exclaimed when he saw the epee being driven.

  Blake shrugged, although this sword was not for Fina, but seeing that Fina can also use it, he felt a little more comfortable.

   Anyway, it's still some time before this sword is "sold", so it's not bad to hold it for Fina during this period, save myself, my stupid sister, who has been coveting the elf sword in her hand.

   Last night she even slipped into Black's captain's room and tried to steal Salamaine, can you believe it? A warrior, sneaking into a master assassin's room to steal something.

   is simply a big joke in the world.

   "What's the name of this sword?"

   Fina came over carrying the heavy sword and asked Black.

  The pirate shook his head, stretched out a finger and said:

   "We should not name such a destined great weapon.

   They already have their own names from the moment they are born. As a sword holder, you have to communicate with it, and you have to let it tell you its name willingly, which represents its obedience and your tameness. "

   "What pirate nonsense are you talking about?"

   This statement made Muradin sneer. As a master blacksmith, he certainly knew that the pirates were talking nonsense.

  A weapon is a weapon. Unless those magical things have their own will, how can there be such a mysterious process? Do you really think this is a drop of blood to confess the Lord?

   But the stinky pirate's nonsense made Fenna nodded in agreement.

   She stroked the silver giant blade in her hand and said thoughtfully:

   "Is it the same as the Salamaine in your hand? It's like calling out its name on the sea to wake up that holy sword? This sword is as powerful as the Salamaine?"

   "Well, just as powerful, just as great."

  Blake stretched out his fingers and touched the cold blade of the silver giant blade in Fina's hand, he said:

   "This is also a weapon for the world saver. It's not yet complete, it's still sleeping, but after we've finished quenching it, you can try to find its name.

   The moment you call out its name, it is destined to be used by you, but I guess you are not its real owner, it always has the Holy Light in its heart.

   You wouldn't give up the way of anger for a sword, would you? "

   "It's definitely more than that."

  Finna waved her hand, stroking the silver giant blade in her hand with joy, and said:

   "But as a warrior, I'm lucky enough to be able to wield such a weapon to fight, and I'm not coveting more. Well, I've decided, I'll hold it when I eat, sleep, bathe, and fight.

   Until it meets the real owner, I will give it my 'friend' with blessings and open the real legend that belongs to it. "

   "Hey, little girl, don't be tempted by pirate nonsense. Listen to your uncle Muradin's words, weapons are weapons, there are not so many mysterious things."

   The dwarf jumped beside him and said:

   "This Blake, that mouth is the most deceiving.

  A good girl like you, hurry up and stay away from him. If you are held hostage by him, blink your eyes, your Uncle Muradin will take your life to get you out. "

   "Short! You are not allowed to scold my stinky brother! I can only scold him!"

   Fina shouted fiercely at the nosy dwarf, and said to him with a smug look:

   "You dwarf's eyelids are too shallow, I am not bewitched by him, I have seen it with my own eyes, and great sacred objects have their own names.

  You are a stinky blacksmith, you know **** about weapons!

  Blake, quickly 'break chopsticks' to open his eyes. "

  Fina doesn't know what "chopsticks" are.

   After all, the gourmets of Azeroth haven't shown up yet, but she learned this saying from Blake, and she will use it at this moment.

   suddenly revealed the pirate's trump card, and seeing Muradin's face full of disbelief, the smelly pirate rolled his eyes under the blindfold and said to him:

   "It's okay to open your eyes, but Muradin, you have to do one more thing for me."

  Black secretly kicked Fenna, and the fool warrior would be so blessed, he quickly took out the box containing Querceira's broken blade and put it in front of the dwarf.

  Muradin opened the box and gasped when he saw the fragments of the Dragonforged Blade.

  As a legendary blacksmith, he saw at a glance that this broken blade was extraordinary. He threw the jug aside, rubbed his hands, picked up Querceira's broken blade with both hands, and put it in front of him to examine it carefully.

   After a few minutes, the dwarf blacksmith let out a long breath and said:

   "You want me to help you reshape this elven holy sword? I sensed the power of dragon fire in it. I can restore it with Origin Steel, but I can't conjure the inner dragon power out of thin air."

   "We will prepare this."

  Black said with a smile:

   "How long will it take you to reshape it?"

   "There are no suitable tools here."

   Muradin stroked his beard and said:

"I have to take it back to Ironforge and use the element forging method in the furnace to restore it perfectly. I am not very proficient in the forging method of this ancient elf empire, but my brother has studied this ancient method.

  Our brothers joined hands, and it took about half a month to reshape it.

   But what about the price?”

   "It's all said to open your eyes, it's the reward for this job."

  Black shook his head and said:

   "Trust me, what you will see will greatly expand your blacksmithing skills, and may even allow you to break through your existing narrow notions of forging."

   "Hey, I don't believe it."

  The bearded Muradin sneered and said:

"I don't think I've seen anything before? I've forged more than one legendary weapon. You said that there is a blacksmith who is more powerful than me in this world, but I believe that you can reshape my forging concept. Do not believe!

  You pirates will brag, you"

   "bass"

  Sarameni jumped into the hands of the pirates in the next instant.

   At the moment when Black held both hands and swiped across the semicircle, the epee spread like an eagle with the gentle pulling of the pirates, and split into two strange one-handed swords in an instant.

   But the power of the divine sword was not interrupted because of this.

"Snapped"

  Muradin's beard was torn off by him.

   But this time, the dwarf blacksmith could no longer care about his precious beard, and he stared at the elven sword that was separated and closed in front of him, as if his worldview had been impacted.

   Indeed, in terms of the superb forging concepts of the dwarves, basically all weapons in this world can be guessed at a glance, but the sword in front of them.

   "Bring it to you!"

   Muradin roared and rushed forward, snatching Salamaine from the pirate's hands. He held the sword as if he was holding a peerless treasure, and tried to break it apart like a pirate.

   The result is natural.

  The legendary dwarf warrior tried his best to **** the milk, but he couldn't separate the sword one bit. Fina, who was watching, smiled while hugging her stomach.

   This is the picture she wants to see.

   "How is it? Have your eyes opened?"

  Blake asked shyly beside him.

  Muradin didn't answer, he stared at the Elf Divine Sword obsessively. In the reflection of the flames of the big forge, Prince Bronzebeard murmured something that others couldn't understand.

   After being rushed by the pirates, he simply roared:

   "Help me write a letter to my brother, I'll be back later, it may take a week. You two get out, close the Great Forge, I'm going to study this sword

roll!

   Bring your reward and get out! "

   "The reward for reshaping Quelceira?"

   Black asked again.

   Muradin said impatiently:

   "Do it for you for free, okay? This knowledge is invaluable to Ironforge, and you have no idea what it means to a blacksmith.

  My brother and I have been trying to forge a handful of dwarven relics and we never got a clue, but now we have.

   Dwarves will also have their own divine hammer

   It will be forged by my own hands.

   Supreme Glory"

   (end of this chapter)