Anime Heroine Who Travels Through the Blackened Way

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Demon Sword Xia Lan

Since swordsmanship exists in this world, there will naturally also be a dojo that teaches people swordsmanship. After all, this is one of the constructions of human needs and needs, and there is indeed a dojo that Nami knows about in the East China Sea. Its name is Yixin Dojo, where The location is Tokai Seymour Zhiji Village. The owner of the dojo is a well-known and good-natured man named Koushiro. He has never had any rumors of arguing or fighting with others. No one has seen him make a move, but it is certain that he is the dojo owner who seems to be a good man. Undoubtedly a master who is difficult to define the level.

Because, among the swordsmen it trains, other people may not be so clear, but there is one who is undoubtedly strong, and that is the three-sword swordsman Roronoa who joined the Straw Hat Pirates two years later. Sauron.

This is like judging the strength of a tree based on the lusciousness of the fruit it bears. Being able to cultivate an excellent swordsman like Zoro is obviously impossible for Nami to underestimate the true heritage of this dojo.

Moreover, according to the tidbits of some original works, intentionally or unintentionally, this dojo is obviously connected with the revolutionary army. When Long and his party stopped in the Kingdom of Goya in the East China Sea, they replenished food from this dojo. This is obviously not the case. Friendships that can be achieved with money alone, so it is prudent and correct to regard Koushiro as an unfathomable swordsman master.

"That small village is in front of you. The fog is so thick today. Sure enough, your weather forecasting ability is unmatched."

On the pirate ship, Arrita looked at the dense fog that was almost invisible, and admired Nami who was standing next to her. The other party just said 'there will be fog tomorrow' last night, but today In the morning, it was actually fulfilled. This is not just ordinary sailing knowledge, but some kind of extraordinary talent.

"Well, don't move your anchor here. I'll do the rest by myself. Are the materials ready?"

Looking out at Seymour Shiki Village, which was almost completely shrouded in fog, Nami also took a deep breath. What followed was a hypocritical and deceptive performance, and it is expected that once this is successful, The deception will continue for a long, long time.

"Hey~! It's all ready for you, eldest sister!"

Several pirates excitedly pushed over a dozen buckets of fresh blood, which contained the blood of a sea king. Originally, if it was more brutal and more realistic, it should have used human blood, but that undoubtedly violated Nami's code.

"Then, I'll come when I go."

Taking a deep breath, Nami also fully mobilized the power of her fruit, and her body also turned into a cloud of blood and fluttered, and the prepared buckets of blood also turned into blood as if they were being pulled The fog then floated towards the top of Seymour Zhiji Village, which was shrouded in the morning mist in front of her like a dye. Patiently and meticulously, she turned all the dozens of barrels of blood into mist and stacked them above Seymour Zhiji Village. Try to let it start to fall in a uniform form, and under the action of gravity and drifting on the way, these blood mists continue to expand their smudge range, and what comes with it is the entire Seymour Zhiji Village. The sky above and the fog began to turn a terrifying red, and the strong **** smell was even more clear, which silently rendered a terrifying atmosphere that seemed to be shrouded in blood fog.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

A villager who got up early was casually cleaning the street in front of him, but at this moment, he felt that the fog around him was a little wrong, and a strong smell of blood began to fill the air around him, and he instinctively raised his head. After coming, his eyes shrank rapidly due to shock, and then filled with irresistible fear. Except for a blood red, there was no ordinary sky at all.

With a mad cry, the villager also dropped the broom in his hand, and then fled back to his home with his head in his arms as if he were fleeing. People's fear of blood comes from the depths of their bones, because blood represents pain and death, and this terrifying picture like a blood-colored sky is no less than the villagers who have always lived in peace. The doomsday scene of the birth of the demon.

"Master~! Master Koushiro, something is wrong! Please, open the door and let us in!"

And a few villagers who were close to Yixin Dojo even fled to the door of the dojo with their families trembling. Obviously, they all knew that the strongest person around was the master of this dojo. At the time, the instinct of survival prompted them to come to this dojo for help, even if they didn't know what the blood-colored mist was.

"Don't panic, come inside."

The door of Yixin Dojo also opened almost without hesitation, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses also appeared at the door with a serious face, and then instructed his apprentices to help a few breathless old people in, obviously, He is the master of this dojo and Koushiro, Zoro's master.

And even after entering the dojo, the poor villagers did not calm down completely. Koushiro just gently asked the apprentices to bring these people into the practice ground of the dojo to escape temporarily. After all, they were inside the strict house. It can better isolate this external sense of fear.

"What's going on? This bad weather."

But at this time, a voice that sounded quite different rang out. Compared with other apprentices who were trembling with fear, this voice had no fear, just a simple complaint about the weather, and even There is a seeming excitement about unknown dangers.

There is also a sense of laziness that seems to have just woken up. What appears in everyone's sight is a young man who has just grown up. He has short thick green hair and a strange three-dimensional shape on the left earlobe. A teardrop-shaped earring, but what is more unique and distinctive is the full three sabres on his waist. There is no doubt that the identity of the person who comes is ready to be revealed. It is one of the protagonists of this pirate world, the only three swordsman with three swords, Roronoa Zoro.

It is now two years before the plot of the original novel started, so he is only 17 years old, so he can still see a rather immature spirit, but his belligerent personality has been revealed.

"Sauron, don't go out. Before the fog in the village clears, we must protect the people in the dojo first."

Koushiro's words were very plain, but he could hear his sense of determination. Obviously, this old man is not someone who doesn't understand priorities. He clearly knows that rashly attacking in such a situation where the enemy is unknown will only give possible enemies the danger of being scattered and broken. Moreover, this kind of blood mist obviously cannot be formed by ordinary methods. Aside from those strange and bizarre legends, it can only be done deliberately by some powerful people. No matter what the purpose is, it must be given priority now. Protect the dojo.

"But... I know."

Zoro obviously wanted to help those who did not come to the dojo in the village, but out of respect and trust for his teacher, he obediently stopped, and then guarded Koushiro, intending to respond to possible attacks at any time. .

And at a time when everything was quiet, a clear footstep sounded slowly from far to near from the door of Yixin Dojo, which made the apprentices who were trembling subconsciously swallow a saliva, and Sauron also subconsciously Fu lowered his body and grasped the hilt at his waist. Obviously, such leisurely footsteps would not be those of the villagers, it could only be the enemy or something else.

It didn't take long for the footsteps to stop, and the last place they arrived was undoubtedly outside the closed door of Yixin Dojo. A silent sense of urgency also erupted, and there was no doubt that everyone's attention was At this moment, they have all concentrated on the existence outside this door, but just when this tension was about to explode, a flat and soft female voice sounded outside the door.

"Excuse me, is this the Yixin Dojo?"

Undoubtedly, the originally almost suffocating tension was instantly dissipated in this soft feminine tone, and many apprentices who were so nervous that they were sweating on the handle of their swords breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time. The only two who did not relax, apart from Koushiro, was Zoro.

Obviously, the two do not think that this female voice must not be an enemy. After all, many seemingly beautiful and weak creatures may actually be full of poisonous existences that can kill other creatures with one blow. Appearance and appearance do not distinguish enemies from friends. real factor.

And Koushiro looked at each other and saw that Zoro, who was acquiesced in the other's eyes, also got up in person, and then came to the door of the dojo and slowly opened the door. No matter what, at this moment, as a disciple of this dojo, he is obliged to maintain the reputation of this dojo. It is absolutely intolerable to be so scared that even the door is not open.

After the door of the dojo was slowly opened, a slender figure also appeared in Zoro's eyes. Even if the other party covered his face with a set of one-piece cloak, he could still judge from the curve. The opponent was definitely a beautiful woman, there was no weird and terrifying opponent Sauron imagined, only this mysterious-looking woman, a strand of orange hair slipped from her hood, which seemed to be her unique color.

Even though he knew that people couldn't be judged by their appearance, Zoro couldn't help but look around, but all he saw was a thick red mist, and he couldn't see any other possible enemies at all.

"This is the Yixin Dojo, what's your purpose?"

At this time, Koushiro also picked up the words, and Zoro silently stepped aside, but judging from his expression, he was undoubtedly a little disappointed, because this was probably not an enemy he could challenge.

"I take the liberty to come here and beg the Taoist to forgive my sins. To be honest, I have something to ask for."

Kneeling gently on one knee and halfway, the mysterious woman also slowly picked up a saber tightly wrapped in black cloth with both hands, and her tone also carried an air of sincerity and sadness.

"Please, help this world and suppress this ominous demon sword. Suppress this demon sword that will bring infinite disasters, Xia Lan."

(PS1: Hmm~~ acting skills are still necessary, after all, this is basic cultivation~~)

(PS2: This series of knives is called Xia Lan, Xia is a red color, and Lan is a dense fog. The extension of the combination is the blood-colored fog, which is very in line with the atmosphere made by Nami this time.)

the legend of manufacture

That's right, Yagoro did not disappoint Nami after all, and after the new recast, the three generations of Guitou are indeed no longer the demon sword before, but have become something more terrifying. The thing, that is the demon sword in Nami's hand that has been renamed Xia Lan at this moment.

Koushiro's brows subconsciously knitted together. As a dojo owner who is old enough, he is very clear that this is not a good thing.

There is no doubt that human beings are a romantic creature, so there are countless legends and stories that make people run around in this world one after another. For swordsmen, the most romantic stories are undoubtedly glorious death fights, breakthroughs in swordsmanship, and various legendary swords, whether they are demon swords or famous swords.

This can be seen from the changes in Zoro's eyes next to him. When he saw Nami before, the young swordsman's eyes were only suspicious and disappointed, because the other party didn't seem to let him use it to test his swordsmanship. But after hearing the other party's words, a hint of excitement that could not be concealed rose from his eyes. If it wasn't for Koushiro who hadn't made a sound, I'm afraid this three swordsman swordsman would definitely not be able to keep asking to the end. What's going on, and see for yourself what's going on with that demon sword.

"Please tell me in detail, how did it go?"

Speaking gently, Koushiro obviously couldn't refuse Nami's request. After all, the dojo is maintained by word of mouth and prestige, and the issue of various swords is undoubtedly related to the dojo. If a dojo does not even know the knowledge of swords, it is undoubtedly a place that is absolutely impossible to trust. Dojos and swords are like the relationship between doctors and medicines. If a doctor does not understand medicine, it is naturally impossible to qualify.

"I really regret it... But, at this moment, I really can't find any other more suitable dojo to suppress this demon sword. If I knew it was like this, I shouldn't have touched it..."

The words of guilt and unease made the apprentices around them nervous again, and almost all the eyes around them focused on the saber she was holding up. There is no doubt that the name of Xia Lan and the surrounding fog like a blood-colored sunset have indeed made them vaguely think of the relationship between the two. Coupled with the incoherent words of this mysterious woman in front of them, it is no doubt that they truly tasted the shock that was like a legend of ghosts and gods.

"What did you say alone, that knife is really powerful? That is, pull it out and let us see it."

Undoubtedly, it is impossible for Zoro to be afraid. On the contrary, it is not difficult to see from the expression of the green algae-headed swordsman's eyes shining and touching his chin. This kind of situation makes the other apprentices tremble and fear. , just gave him a sense of excitement as if he had personally experienced the legend.

"Then... please take this demon sword and suppress it..."

Raising Xia Lan in her hand again, Nami's tone also seemed to be exhausted, and Zoro, who was already extremely excited, obviously forgot Koushiro's usual teaching at this time, and then raised his hand quite carelessly and grabbed Xia Lan's blade. : "So, this is really a demon sword..."

puff~~

Before Zoro could finish his words, she saw the woman who handed the demon knife to her suddenly turned into a burst of blood, and the cloak on the outside of her body also fell down empty after losing its content At the same time, the layers of black cloth wrapped around the surface of Xia Lan also shattered and scattered as if being slashed by a sharp blade, revealing a sheathed saber inlaid with black and red lines.