MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1897 25. Now I'm black about to start micro-manipulating

   Chapter 1897 25. Now I Black will start micro-manipulation

  No one knows how long the engravers in the secret hall of Torghast Guill Tower have been imprisoned. It seems that the engravers were already here when this tower existed.

   And the existence of this guy is a secret even for the Deep Oaths guarding the Tower of Sin Souls, the warden does not want the engravers to communicate too much with the outside world.

   He obviously used this guy as his own master blacksmith.

According to the ramblings, the engraver who has some symptoms of Alzheimer's said that both Frostmourne and Helm of Domination were forged in this place, and the forging skills used by those two magic tools also represented his most powerful Forging skills.

"The point is not actually the material of Frostmourne itself. The magic sword is really powerful in the runes of **** it uses, which is the knowledge brought by Zovar himself, and it was discovered from the taboos of the Shadow Realm. strength."

  The engraver sat cross-legged in front of the forging table and said to Blake who was picking up the Blade of Sorrow:

   "If you've seen that sword, you should remember the inscriptions on the blade, which look similar to the war runes used by the Gladiators of Maldraxxus, but are actually quite different things.

   Those runes can directly affect the form of existence of the soul. To put it simply, they have the ability to 'rule all spirits'. "

   "I did, and I know where those **** runes came from."

  The pirate put the Blade of Sorrow in front of him and looked at it. The few new runes added by the engraver did not affect the deportment of this sword. She still had a chilling aura when she was enjoying the cold light.

Shuangjianniang is still chatting, telling their loyalty and nostalgia for the evil god, but compared to the previous sickness and madness, they have restrained a lot, and the engraver used a few repressive runes to suppress the swordsman's heart and be released. The original desire of their own, pulled them back from the dangerous path of blackening.

   And until this moment, the entry of this mourning blade really showed in front of Blake:

   Name: Salameni Darksorrow

  Quality: Artifact

   Divinity Enhancement: The Quiet One, Moon Shadow, Psychic

  Added attribute entries: energy control, divine power extension, sharpness [law], armor breaking [law], spiritual power stealing, soul oppression

  Equipment Features:

   1. Sorrow God Soldier:

  After the mysterious engraver (soldier) filled the missing power for Salameni, this elven sword designed and forged by the hermit Maitri finally entered a complete state.

   Its form of existence has been promoted, and it has been built through the attention of the psychic godhead, allowing the weapon to gain special attack power on the soul.

  When using this weapon to fight, any enemy weaker than the user's soul power will get the effect of [Soul Oppression], which will cause the enemy to appear [Panic], [Cowardly], [Confusion] and other effects as the battle time prolongs.

  The chance of this effect appears doubles as the battle time increases.

   This effect applies an unlimited amount.

   This effect can extend different additional effects by infusing the mourning blade with different godhead powers. Currently, three types of godhead extension effects can be used:

  The Quiet One·Spiritual Plague/Moon Shadow·Ascension of the Spiritual Body

   2. Killing Growth:

  The engraver added the evil effect of [Spiritual Power Steal] to the Sorrowful Blade at the request of Warden Zovar.

   This effect allows Salameni Dark Sorrowful Blade to steal part of the enemy's power and keep it permanently when it hurts the enemy, which makes Sorrowful Blade gain the special effect of [Killing Growth].

  The destructive power and variability of the Sorrowful Blade will be increased after the continuous devouring power transformation.

Notice:

   After devouring the power of different attributes, the swordsman needs to help the blade of mourning transform its power, otherwise the long-term accumulation of power of different attributes will cause unpredictable effects on the growth of the sword spirit.

  Three. Sisters Double Swords:

   The strengthened Sorrow Blade still retains the power of [Holy Sword Awakening]. In the Holy Sword Awakening state, the Godhead extension effect granted by the Sorrow God Soldier can take effect on the two sister swords at the same time, and the combat utility is calculated separately.

  4. Repression:

  Because of the long-term stocking policy of the swordholders, the sword spirits of the Sorrowful Blade have embarked on the wrong growth path, and their characters are transforming into chaos.

   However, the effect is an auxiliary means, and cannot eradicate the chaotic tendency of the Sword Spirit. If the sword-wielder does not control it, after the Sword Spirit enters the next stage of wisdom, the repression rune will be ineffective.

  Item Description:

   What ill will the grieving sisters of Sharator and Eremeni have? They just hope that the company of themselves and their masters will not be affected by other little sluts. For this reason, the sisters are secretly planning quite dangerous things, and their first target is Xalatas, who has never been restless.

   "Good guy."

   After seeing the equipment description given by the character card, Blake scratched his hair with a headache. The effect of the item identified by his character card has never been missed.

   In other words, his sword girls have really begun to blacken.

   This is really scary.

   "Bring here your chain of dominance."

  The engraver didn't care about Blake's slightly changed expression, he picked up the hammer tremblingly, and said to the evil god:

   "Then tell me what kind of artifact you want to get. The clearer you are, the easier it is for me to forge it. Don't tell me you want an omnipotent artifact.

   That is beyond my ability. "

   "No, no, my request has always been concise."

The pirate carried the Blade of Sorrow behind his back, concealed it by the Luna Armament, and threw the Chain of Domination on the Talisman's forging table. Come out, show the engraver, and say:

   "I need a seal of the evil **** like this thing, it can help me connect with my gods and my followers, and allow me to give them something, or get something from them."

"that's it?"

   The engraver said in surprise:

   "That doesn't seem to work."

   "Just this one request."

  The pirate nodded and said:

   "But I need it to be able to communicate instantly across all distances, and to use it without attracting attention from others. Privacy is the most important thing, followed by appearance.

   After all, this is the symbol of the Silent One, and I need those who wear it to be proud of it, and not be ashamed to show the mark of black in front of others.

   That would bring great humiliation to my radiant image, and don't make a mess of black things to turn people off. "

   "Well, good looks! I understand this."

  The engraver let out a low and strange laughter, and said in a sigh:

   "When I was young, I only pursued the practicality of the weapon and ignored its appearance, and I was always ridiculed as a third-rate blacksmith. I didn't know until later that anything powerful should be beautiful.

   The terrifying appearance is also part of the weapon's strength. "

   "Yes, that's it! Beauty means combat power."

  The pirate seemed to have found a friend, so he rubbed his hands together and said excitedly:

"You don't need to care if you are strong or not, handsome or not is a matter of life, it seems that you understand it very well, old guy, then there is nothing to say, let's start now, I'm in a hurry to pick up my wife in Wenthyr. ."

   "Wait, let me see the emblem in your hand first."

  The engraver was not in a hurry, he stretched out his hand to ask for Black's Pantheon emblem and placed it in his huge hands to look at it.

   This thing like the bone dice exudes a warm light, but its temperament is out of tune with the entire Shadow Realm.

   In this death domain, this divine weapon belonging to the power of order was also suppressed, but when it fell into the hands of the engraver, it vibrated strangely.

"Specious."

   After a few seconds, the engraver made a harsh evaluation, saying:

   "There is no own thing in it at all, it is purely a rough fusion of the godhead power from the same source, and then a small trick triggered by a mechanism is used to make it achieve the combined increase of multiple powers.

   While the idea of ​​adding points to spice things up is nice, it's still a total failure in my opinion.

  Do you need me to revise it for you? "

   "Uh, do you guys from the Shadow Realm speak so rudely?"

  Blake crossed his hips unhappily and said:

   "When I made it, I was just a weak demigod, I don't think you can be so critical, although I rarely use it now, but it is a memorial to the past after all.

   As for modification, no need.

   Let you, a Death Eternal, touch this thing. Once the power of order is stimulated, the entire Torghast is estimated to be blown up in half.

  Although I have a good relationship with Lord Zovar, I don’t think that after I blow up his hometown, he can leniently say that this is just an accident. "

   "Wouldn't that be better?"

  The engraver waited until Blake finished complaining, and then replied quietly while playing with the Pantheon emblem.

  The pirate was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a weird smile of "I already knew you were not a good thing." He rubbed his chin and said:

   "Okay, you will keep it for the time being, but if you break it, you'll have to pay me a better one."

   "Ha, it looks like I'm going to start preparing an apology now."

  The engraver laughed, hiding the Pantheon emblem in his fingers like a crazy old pervert, then grabbed the hammer and banged it on the chain of dominance on the forging table.

  The black solid chain in the splash of sparks has a sign of being broken and melted, which fully shows that the powerful forging skills of the engraver have reached the realm of transformation.

"Since it is an artifact forged for the Quiet One, it needs your divine power to infiltrate it. After it is formed, it will become your symbol. Since it is handed over to your chosen one, I will give it an additional 'incarnation'. 'the power of."

  The engraver said while banging on the forging table:

   "The body of the artifact extends eight illusory black-clothed seals, which can be handed over to your eight gods to hold, so that you can ignore all shackles to complete communication with them and give power or recover tribute.

  We focus on this secondary effect, and abandoning all the damage will make this Void Mark extremely strong and pure, enough to let it survive the poison of time.

   Its existence can even be longer than yours, because it is made by the Chain of Domination, and the Seal of Black Clothes will also inherit some of the effects of the Chain of Domination, such as bondage, spirit binding, and so on.

   I'll take a little more time to fine-tune it so that it has the effect of a 'horcrux'. Once you accidentally fall, you can collect a wisp of your thoughts and complete the resurrection with the help of your divine choice.

  There is no charge for this extra craft, for the sake of friendship. "

   "Well, I knew you were a trustworthy good friend."

   Hearing that no money was needed, Blake was instantly delighted, he rubbed his hands, and said to the engraver:

   "But let's forget this extra effect. On the one hand, I don't think I will fall inexplicably. Even if I really want to die, it must be in my plan.

   On the other hand, to be honest, I don't really trust a guy who can kill his siblings.

  Although you have one reason or another, how can someone who even brothers and sisters betray ruthlessly expect him to remain loyal to friendship?

  It’s good for us to maintain the current cooperative relationship, don’t go any further, Lord Soldier.

   Your friendship is too heavy.

   I can't bear it as a little dual godhead. "

  The talismanist's forging movement stopped, and his eyes under the skull mask stared at Blake, the evil god-sama looked at him without guilt, then stretched out his fingers and waved, saying:

   "Free things are always the most expensive, and we are all in the same industry, you can definitely think of all the tricks I can think of to harm 'friends'.

   Not to mention the 'horcrux' that sounds very fatal, how can it be faked to others?

   So, that's it.

   It would be impolite to continue. "

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   "These **** demons! They can't be beaten head on and they're starting to do tricks."

On the battlefield in the ruins of Stormwind City, a vrykulized MI7 agent grabbed a super-heavy chopping axe and used a shadow step + backstab on a fel lord outside a warehouse stocked with military supplies. trick.

   But his terrifying power stabbed the "backstab" into a "beheading" with an axe, causing the fel lord to scream in agony, leaving a scar with visible flesh and blood on his back.

   The raids of the surrounding demons to destroy the human warehouse have been defeated, and the assassins who are comparable to the berserkers have also rushed out of their hiding places to start unparalleled battles against these demons.

Master Shaw, who commanded them, did not participate in the battle. Still in his human form, he stood faintly in the shadow of the top of the warehouse, watching the gorgeous transfer Berserkers under his command set off a **** storm. This scene made Shaw in his heart. How much is not the taste.

   He suddenly remembered the weird thing Blake had said to him a long time ago, when he and that **** Blake were still frying the fish pond in the low score bureau:

   "The so-called perfect stealth is to cut over everyone who sees you head-on. This is the secret of the master assassin's stealth."

   Okay.

   The original joke actually came true in this critical era.

   really sucks.

   "Sad Shaw! Move the dwarven mortars in the crossfire position ahead of you ten yards forward! Didn't you see those succubuses getting ready to sneak in as a surprise?

  Well, it looks like you guys are really tired these days when I'm gone. "

  The familiar voice interrupted Shaw's contemplation, causing the Master Assassin of God's Chosen to raise his head suddenly, and there was nothing in sight, but the "oracle" from the gods was so real.

   "Black?"

  Shore said in surprise:

   "Didn't you go to the world of death?"

   "Yes, I'm here."

   Lord Cthulhu's happy voice echoed in Shaw's mind, he said:

   "I just found a way to communicate across the world, who made me such a perfect and outstanding god, you **** really found a treasure.

   Now, without further ado, I am going to give you a seal in black as a symbol of the Silent One's divine choice, so that all those who have followed my teachings on the path of silence will wear it.

   After meeting each other, everyone will light up the emblem and know that it is their own.

   In addition, in a few days, I will send down a "divine grace" to gather all the silent voters you can contact, and have good things for them. Of course, remember to bring enough money or treasure.

   This is a show of sincerity and sincerity. "

   After finishing speaking, a circular black-clothed seal landed in Shaw's palm amid the intertwining of illusion and reality, and the cold touch made Shaw's mind clear.

   When you hold it, you can vaguely see the image of the abyss of the silent one standing alone among the stars.

  It is only natural for the Chosen One to serve the gods, but Blake's orders made Shaw full of rants.

   Hey, big brother, you are already a god, why are you still holding on to such a treasure in the world and not letting go? According to the setting of the evil god, shouldn't you let your voters offer you nine hundred and ninety-nine virgin souls or something?

  What does it mean to ask for money?

   "The mortar position on the left moves ten yards forward! Lock on the succubus ahead and prepare for artillery!"

  Shore gave instructions to his subordinates while complaining in his heart. With the roar of mortars, a group of succubuses who wanted to sneak attack were precisely blasted into the sky.

   Well, mortal micro-manipulation is no good.

  God's micro-manipulation, OK!

   (end of this chapter)