Live Streaming: Azeroth Chapter 782

One thing to say, at least in Azeroth, Sharlayan has never seen a female blacksmith.

This is not discriminating against women.

In this world dominated by the feudal system, there are many women who do manual work, but it is true that few women choose blacksmithing as a profession.

The most typical example is the copper beard dwarves who are rich in blacksmiths.

Sharlayan once visited the great forge of Ironforge for a while, and all the people squatting here knocking on the iron billets were all big and three thick dwarves.

Under the high-temperature environment of the large forge, most of these dwarf blacksmiths had their upper body bare, showing off their strong muscles.

Perhaps it is for this reason that it is difficult for women to accept the blacksmith profession.

For a skeleton like Mirhail, there is no concern about **** at all. Anyway, it can only be exposed.

As the master's personal apprentice, the bonesmith Mirhail's position in the Soul Selection Academy is quite detached.

Her own combat power is not strong in the Academy of Soul Selection, but all soldiers in the Academy of Soul Selection will respect her, because their weapons need to be crafted and maintained by the blacksmiths led by Mirhail.

Wilfred told Mirhail what happened in detail, and Sharlayan knowingly handed over the sword blade dug out from the stone tablet to the bonesmith.

"Well... so that's the case. He really expected that he might encounter danger a long time ago, so he left countermeasures in advance."

Mirhail was not surprised by the military lord's preparation for a rainy day. After receiving the unfinished rune sword from Sharlayan, she led several people to her forging platform.

"The master of the army has integrated the representative runes of the five secret schools of Maldraxxus into this sword. I understand his weapon forging style. This approach is unusual."

"It's not so much a sword..." Mirhail looked thoughtfully at the sharp blade on the forging table: "It's better to say that he wants to use the shape of the sword to hide the true purpose of this thing."

"The First Clan"

"You go back first."

Mirhail, who had entered the working state, waved the forging hammer, signaling Salayan and the others to take a few steps back.

"No matter what he hides in the sword, I must first forge it."

"I will put a hilt on this sword and activate some of the runes left in the sword by the soldier master."

"You'd better prepare in advance, the forging process will not be very peaceful."

"The soldier master injected a large number of souls into this rune sword as firewood to ignite the rune. These remnant souls are likely to sneak out when I activate the rune. Don't let them disturb my work."

After entering the working state, Mirhail ignored everything happening around him and concentrated on making the hilt for the unfinished blade.

There was no strange phenomenon in this step of the process. Wilfred, who had been on guard for a while, once thought that Michelle was just scaremongering, and gradually relaxed his vigilance.

Just at this time Valeera walked over with a person, Wilfred didn't want to waste time playing prediction games with the bonesmith, so he volunteered to interrogate the spy.

Sharlayan still maintained a certain degree of vigilance, and he thought that Mirhail would not joke about such things.

After the hilt was installed, Mirhail began the final rune activation process.

"clang!"

As Mirhail's forging hammer struck the red-burning blank of the blade, Salayan and the others saw the broken soul breaking free from the blade.

The shapes of these remnants are distorted, and it is impossible to see what they looked like before they were alive.

After breaking away from the shackles of the blade, these undead began to attack everyone around them indiscriminately, and the living Sharlayan, Valeera, Stellagosa, and Onyxia became the key targets of attack .

These incorporeal souls couldn't be hurt by physical attacks, and Valeera's Quelcella dagger directly passed through the dead soul's body.

Since the physical attack was ineffective, Valeera didn't do any more useless work. She jumped out of the battle circle consciously and gave up her position to Salayan and Stellagosa.

Wilfred's torture method was very lame, and he came and went with just a few violent interrogations.

As a professional, Valeera couldn't stand it any longer, and took advantage of this opportunity to return to the captive spy, taking over the right to interrogate from Wilfred.

Mirhail was still beating the blade of the sword without distraction, and more and more remnants of souls escaped from the blade.

Stellagosa pointed the staff at the place where the dead souls gathered, and a small black ball appeared in the center of the dead souls. The suction force generated by the gravity spell gathered all the dead souls together.

Seeing that these remnant souls without self-awareness began to combine with each other, about to form a bigger wraith, Sharlayan acted decisively.

The power of death penetrating through the body directly penetrated into the body of the ever-expanding stitched dead soul.

No matter how they are combined with each other, there will always be a core.

Sharlayan quickly found the dead soul as the core, and used the binding ability of spiritism to forcefully take over its will.

With this revenant at the center, Sharlayan absorbed all unconscious remnants into pure death force into himself.

Sharlayan will have no time to pay attention to the experience bar of the Thornspeaker. With the infusion of these pure death forces, the percentage of the experience bar is increasing rapidly.

When Sharlayan absorbed the last soul core that was used as a medium for casting spells, the system's notification sounded just in time.

[The Thorny Whisperer has reached level 50, please choose a new skill. 】

Just when Sarlayan was about to check the system panel, Mirhail's final hammer landed heavily on the surface of the blade.

"It's done! Everyone back off!"

The blade that was lying quietly on the forging platform automatically ejected and floated in mid-air, and a strong repulsive force pushed everyone present out.

Valeera and Wilfred, who were far outside the field, were also attracted by the movement here.

When they turned their heads, they just heard a thick male voice coming from the forged rune sword.

"The ambition to overwhelm the world!"

At the same time as the sound sounded, a green rune lit up on the surface of the sword body, which was a rune representing the characteristics of the secret courtyard of the selection of souls.

"what!"

Mirhail smiled happily: "Sure enough, as I expected, this sword is not used for fighting. It should be the key to open the gate of the Warrior Lord's Seat."

"As long as you can use this sword to collect all the runes of the five secret courts, the seat of the military master will be open to you. My mentor must have left some clues inside."

"Come on, let's see which of you can control this special rune sword."

Sharlayan immediately turned his gaze to Onyxia, and the Black Dragon Princess shrugged lazily.

"Don't look at me, I don't use a sword, I have this."

While speaking, Onyxia patted the Dark Empire Blade hanging on her waist.

In the same way, Stellagosa, whose fighting style is biased towards mages, has no need for rune swords. She wants to study the power represented by the runes on this sword~www.mtlnovel.com~The finished sword of the master of war It was a typical two-handed sword, and Valeera, who didn't like heavy weapons, also skipped it automatically. In the end, only Sharlayan stood up and tried.

"and many more!"

Sharlayan was about to step forward to grab the hilt of the Sword of the Master of War floating in the air, when Wilfred suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you let me try it first?"

Sharlayan looked at Wilfred with interest, and he saw ambition in his eyes.

'That's right, if you don't have the ambition to continue to improve, you won't be a qualified member of the secret academy of soul selection. '

Ambition usually also represents self-motivation, and the desire to become stronger will prompt the warriors of the Academy of Soul Selection to constantly improve their own strength.

Wilfred's thoughts are not difficult to understand. As one of the two barons of the Secret Academy of Soul Selection, he wants to be recognized by the Blade of the Master of War, and he has made great strides forward.

However, Sharlayan, who had been ignored by the will of the military master once before, knew that this sword was not so easy to tame.

"Of course you can. After all, this is the home field of the Secret Academy of Soul Selection, and it should be the people from the Academy of Soul Selection who try it first."

Sharlayan took two steps back with a smile and stretched out his hand to signal, "Baron Wilfred, please go first."

Wilfred rubbed his hands a little excitedly, strode up to the Blade of the Master of War, took off the metal arm armor and grasped it on the hilt that Mirhail installed for it not long ago.

"boom!"

At the same time as Wilfred got his hands on it, the Blade of the Master of War spread out a repulsive force again. Unprepared, Wilfred bounced back and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

"puff!"

Michelle laughed out of embarrassment: "Unfortunately, Wilfred, it seems that the military master thinks that you are not that kind of material... outsider, come and try."

Chapter end

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