Is it wrong to want to marry Weapon?

Is it wrong to want to marry Weapon?Kennel Sakura

Summary:

【tangerinr】

"As a refiner, I have been pursuing the ultimate refinement all my life, and I have no interest in the world."

"When I was 15 years old, I was given eternal darkness and lost my eyesight just by looking at a certain artifact"

"When I was sixty years old, I was already standing at the pinnacle of human beings. I arrogantly provoked an artifact that passed by by chance. Since then, I have been deprived of my heart and lost my feelings."

"I'm over a hundred years old this year, and once again I met an artifact, and it's one of the miracles at the top of all artifacts, Wangchuan"

"I accosted it"

"So, I died..."

Chapter 1: River of Forgetfulness

Legend has it that in each person's life, there is only a one in a billion chance of encountering an artifact.

These chosen people usually make a wish on the artifact, wanting to obtain immortality, immortality, and eternal youth; or request that time and space be reversed, and the soul return to the past to make up for the regrets that could not be saved.

There is even a craftsman who mercilessly kills his enemies...

However, looking at the past tens of thousands of years, there are also some strange people who want to challenge the power of the divine weapon among these chosen people.

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Shenzhou, outside the sanctuary:

In a forest area where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the air is fragrant, and dozens of crystal clear butterflies as thin as cicada wings are flying and playing in the air.

Wherever he went, there was dust everywhere.

The colorful butterflies were flying, but suddenly they all stopped and looked forward at the same time.

At the edge of the forest, a woman with long pure white hair and two sword blades pinned to her waist was walking towards the butterfly with light steps. Her pupils had no whites, and she was completely empty, like a blind person. .

The most eye-catching thing... is behind her, an amethyst-colored crescent sun wheel is suspended, exuding a golden halo like a dream, and rendering it in all directions.

"Wow!!!"

Soon, seeing the woman approaching with light steps, the butterflies, disturbed by the halo, fled in all directions.

A few seconds later, all the butterflies disappeared... Only one white butterfly with transparent wings and a white body, like a snow scene, remained where it was. It stared at the woman in front of it and tilted its head in confusion. .

When the distance between the butterfly and the butterfly was only one meter, the woman said softly:

"All these years, I have had a question in my mind"

"If the gods are seen by mortals with their own eyes, can they still be called gods...?"

While talking to herself, she stared at the butterfly with empty black eyes: "When I was 15 years old, I was given eternal darkness and lost my eyesight just by looking at a certain artifact."

"A period of sixty years has passed, and I have stood at the pinnacle of the human craftsman, arrogantly provoking an artifact that passed by by chance, so I was deprived of my heart, and I have no feelings since then."

"This year is [-] years old, it happens to be the third time I have encountered an artifact"

"I have witnessed three gods in my life, so am I the closest to God in this world...?"

As the woman's emotionless voice fell, the white butterfly seemed to understand something.

next second.

Wow———————

I saw the white wings on both sides of it folded and unfolded layer by layer, spreading like a copy-and-paste multiplication, and soon turned into a pair of steel butterfly wings thousands of meters long, pure white and dreamy, covering the sky.

Every incitement of the butterfly wings involves the shaking of countless layered outlines, just like hundreds of millions of eyeballs rolling at the same time.

And this butterfly wing that covers the sky is nothing more than a small knife with a huge blade above the clouds!

Looking at the sky from afar, the giant blade is surrounded by a black stream, and there are dense lavender one after another growing in the stream, and the pearly pupils like the starry sky are overlooking the entire planet.

Under the shroud of the sky knife, the white-haired woman's tiny figure is like an ant.

Even the breath she released couldn't observe the whole picture of this weapon.

Humble, fragile, powerless...and, with a sense of existence that cannot be understood by human cognition.

"This is the apex of divine artifacts and one of the seven wonders of [Forgetting River]"

"My third witness in this life is also the greatest miracle. Can you help me realize this trivial wish?"

"mine……"

"I want something beyond the artifact, this wish!"

After the words fell, the woman gently pulled out the long sword on the left waist.

Clang! ! ! ! ! ! !

In the next second, a pitch-black gust of wind gushed out from the woman's sword, and a terrifying aura swept across the entire world in an instant, even the artifact in front of her was pulled into it.

As a human craftsman, he unleashes extreme malice towards the gods.

Now, even the loss of bones and ashes is irreparable...

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Beilan City.

"Daohua Xifeng, get out of the sheath!"

"Wang Chuan, is that all you have?"

"..."

"Lu Chan, Lu Chan? What's wrong with you, wake up, don't scare me!"

In a tidy infirmary, a girl with short black hair tied to her ears called out to the girl lying on the hospital bed nervously.

After pushing the other party several times in a row, there was no movement, so she had to raise her hand a little bit unbearably.

Just as she was about to slap her, the girl called Lu Chan suddenly opened her eyes.

Seeing this, the black-haired girl immediately hid her arms in panic, her eyes fluttered, and she pretended that nothing happened.

"Lu Chan, you've finally woken up, and you've been talking about your sleepiness, it's disgusting, do you know that?"

"Besides, isn't it just a failure in an actual combat exercise? What's the big deal, it's not a formal assessment anyway!"

"Okay, I'm going back to class first, and you have to get up quickly, or you will be taught a lesson by the instructor again!!"

While speaking, the black-haired girl hurriedly left the infirmary.

"Huh?" Seeing her leaving back, Lu Chan looked confused, covered his head in pain, and murmured, "Practice exercise...?"

What's the situation, what is a combat exercise?

If the memory is not confused, wasn't he fighting Wang Chuan, one of the seven wonders?

"Wait..." Suddenly, Lu Chan frowned slightly, realizing something more serious.

She groped her face for a while with trembling palms, and then realized in amazement that she could see things clearly.

"Huh? Can I see things!?"

"Is your vision restored?"

"Wait, I'm actually happy about the recovery of my eyesight, that is to say... my missing emotions have also been restored?"

After realizing this inexplicable situation, Lu Chan couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

that time……

Facing Wangchuan who can distort time, space and soul in myths, Lu Chan summoned all the spiritual weapons at the same time, successfully and briefly suppressing the opponent.

But not long after, as Wang Chuan's body erupted with a huge light, she instantly lost consciousness...

After waking up again, she came to this ghost place.

In the next second, countless strange memories poured into Lu Chan's mind.

Lu Chan, 17 years old, is an ordinary student of the Bauhinia Artifact Refining Academy, a wind-type weapon refiner; his goal in life is to become the strongest weapon refiner in the North Saint State Continent, but unfortunately he contracted the lowest-grade Storm Sword during the awakening ceremony, Since then, he has been in a slump, and completely lost the motivation to live in a daze.

What's even more outrageous is that today, because she lost the college's actual combat exercise, she was absent-minded and strayed into the arena of the duel of other refiners, and was directly blown away by the aftermath of the collision between the spirit weapons. The reason for lying on the hospital bed.

Lu Chan immediately understood that this body was not her original self, they just had the same name and surname.

His soul seemed to be transferred into the girl's body.

"I see, is this your punishment for me, Wang Chuan..."

After reacting, Lu Chan fell into a short thought.

Among the Seven Wonders, Wangchuan can be called the worst artifact in the world.

According to historical records, that artifact once turned back time and space for 100 years, and created a large number of group crossing and rebirth phenomena, bringing half of the world to the brink of destruction countless times, and thus gained the reputation of Wangchuan.

Whether it is the level of legend or the time of birth, they are not in the same dimension as the two nameless artifacts I encountered in my childhood.

"So, you want me to restore my sight and my emotions, to have everything back, and then to take everything away?"

"Alright..."

"The next time we meet, I will definitely tear down the rags from your body, step on your head hard, and give you a couple of slaps with a hoe!"

After the extremely manic curses, Lu Chan with a grim expression gradually regained his composure.

Holding her forehead, she sorted out the current situation for the time being.

Now, not only has he recovered his eyesight and emotions, but he has also been reborn into a 17-year-old girl with mediocre talent.

This guy's natal artifact is a low-grade storm sword.

And the black-haired girl just now, named Liu Xian, is the neighbor and classmate of the predecessor, an earth-type weapon refiner.

Liu Xian probably thought that she walked to the battlefield of other craftsmen because she couldn't think about it. In fact, her predecessor just bumped into it by accident when she was in a daze, and unfortunately she was beaten out of her wits. The twisted version of the soul takes over the physical body.

Probably around the same time period, because of the miracle of Wangchuan, it happened by chance, right?

However, for this kind of waste wood who awakened a low-grade spiritual weapon and gave up on himself, Lu Chan didn't have any apologies in his heart.

Even the lowest-grade Storm Sword, as long as it is properly trained, it can still fight at a higher level.

A guy who doesn't even cherish his own spirit weapon is not qualified to become a powerful weapon refiner.

"Spirit Panel"

Lu Chan muttered in his heart.

In the next second, an illusory attribute panel appeared in her mind.

【Storm Sword (Low Grade·Wind Department)】

【Talent (charged)】

【Spiritual skills (none)】

【Spiritual Training · No Transformation】

On the attribute interface, a three-foot long sword with a silver ketone body and a blue whirlwind flowing around the sword body appeared in front of his eyes.

To be honest, its appearance is considered pretty good among low-grade spirit weapons.

But at this moment, looking at the almost empty panel of the spiritual weapon, and the talent for accumulating energy that can be called garbage among garbage... Lu Chan felt a long-lost feeling of sadness in his heart.

It's like the feeling that the online game account that has been painstakingly managed for decades has been ransacked by hacking dogs.

"Daohua Xifeng, and... I don't know where you guys are now. I'm afraid they have fallen into a deep sleep, or are scattered all over the world?"

"Hey"

Sighing lightly, Lu Chan reluctantly accepted the reality. It was the first time that she felt helpless after losing her feelings.