Chapter 1: The Changes of the World
Elysion, the wasteland kingdom.
Within two years of its founding, the country gained a foothold on the world stage at a terrifying speed, driving the indigenous inhabitants of the vast wastelands - the ferocious possessed moon angels and animals - from their positions of dominance, and then establishing a wonderful symbiotic relationship with them - a country that is fierce and barbaric, yet gentle and tolerant.
Speaking of being tough, there is almost no absolutely safe place in this entire country. The distribution of the possessed Moon Messengers is scattered and the level is high. As long as you leave the town, you must always be prepared for a bloody battle. The national composition is mostly made up of warriors. The average age of the population is only 35, and there are very few elderly people and women and children. Although many warriors of the Night Cavalry brought their wives and children to settle down, the percentage of women and children without combat power is still only 15%. It can be said that this is a country composed of warriors.
The reason I say inclusive is that Elysion doesn't take a racial stance. Not only can humans choose their war weapons, but war weapons can also choose their human partners. Charities readily take in empty and ownerless war weapons, and there are also specialized spirit weapons departments that hunt for these war weapons. Of course, war weapons must also provide basic combat training to ordinary people in return. And Queen Ashe is the type who is willing to accept advice. The country's laws were originally modeled on those of the Kingdom of Heyang, but they have now been drastically revised by her several times.
In short, this suddenly rising kingdom has almost become the hottest topic of concern in Senagard in the past two years and thirty-four months. It is always discussed after dinner. Even though the world has changed rapidly in the past two years without people noticing, this hot topic is always difficult to forget.
Over the past two years, the relationship between weapons and humans has finally stabilized amidst countless conflicts and frictions, both large and small. However, since war resentment can be artificially generated and cut off, and ninth-level possessed moon messengers often appear, with the technology to survive independently from each other, the subordinate status of weapons has finally been brought to the same level as humans. Although the cooperation between the two cannot disappear completely, the close relationship has weakened a lot, and there will no longer be situations where humans abuse and beat weapons. On the contrary, retaliatory incidents against humans often occur around the weapons that have long-standing grievances and have gained independence.
At the same time, humans began to wake up from their dependence on weapons and gradually focused on training and cultivating their own combat qualities. In order to have weapons to replace weapons, the prices of various common ores began to rise rapidly, and the ninth-level Protoss core was even ridiculously expensive.
The golden behemoths that appeared in the year the Red Moon Priestess appeared also grew from a small number at first to a point where they were spread all over the world. They have now become the most terrifying obstacle to survival, even more threatening than the possessed Moon Messenger, and the top priority target for all intelligent creatures to eliminate and wipe out. Fortunately, their abilities are relatively ordinary, and they rarely come out to move around. They only gather on the night of the moonquake to attack towns and villages.
In addition, during the long battles, people also discovered that the golden beasts attacked humans and animals indiscriminately, and they would treat weapons as their food. Therefore, the number of weapons has declined in the past two years, and the survival rate of defective weapons has almost become zero.
So people named this golden, iron-shelled killer "Violent Iron Ghost".
Whether it was the Crimson Moon Priestess, the liberation of weapons, the threats of violent iron ghosts and possessed moon messengers, in order to survive, everyone had to quickly adapt and accept these huge changes - including the Crimson Moon Priestess herself.
Elysien's palace is a towering fortress built on a huge white tower - "The Palace of Radiant Ceremony".
The four walls, with a white matte texture and a hint of warm light, are the original material of the giant tower. The craftsmen have made intricate carvings on them, depicting wild yet graceful decorative patterns and pillars, and embedded various grand yet exquisite furniture everywhere to match the original shape of the space. The floor is covered with soft velvet carpets, and the dome is equipped with a huge chandelier equipped with lighting spirit crystals. In this study that looks a little special but gives people an extremely comfortable feeling, a black-haired woman is reclining on a large sofa in the corner of the room and taking a nap.
She has long black satin hair that reaches her waist. Her sleeping face looks delicate and pure but also has a slightly mature charm. Her two beautifully shaped legs are hanging from the sofa, and her bare feet are rubbing against the white velvet carpet, which seems very comfortable.
The half-closed door was opened silently. The woman's brows moved slightly, but she seemed to have realized the identity of the visitor. She did not wake up from her sleep, but just smacked her lips with relief and continued to fall asleep.
However, the man in military uniform who entered the room - the tall golden-eyed star vein species frowned at this, stared at the sleeping face on the sofa for a few seconds, then white light condensed in his hand, and a beautiful sniper rifle appeared, pointing at the dozing woman.
Bang!!
“Wow wow wow wow wow!!!”
The woman suddenly jumped up from the sofa, then wiped her eyes drowsily and looked up.
"...Xifeng? Good afternoon, what's up?"
"Xiang Beichen, you also know that it is afternoon now. Do you know what you were doing just now?"
"Uh... taking a nap?"
"Huh, you do know. Xiaopeng and Yagad are already busy as hell, and you still have the nerve to slack off here?"
"Yeah... B-but, I've already checked and annotated the documents that were delivered today. Also, yesterday was Blade Cry Night. I was nervous all night about guarding the Star Spirit Mine and storing the new weapons. You know, the 'Berserk Iron Ghosts' here are particularly ferocious..."
If outsiders saw the Wasteland Queen's trembling and cautious expression with a dry laugh, they would surely be shocked to the point of dropping their jaws - but in fact, Yaxu Tuling, Xiang Beichen - this ridiculous and cowardly attitude in front of the weapon they trusted and relied on was indeed real.
"You are good at finding excuses to evade responsibility."
Xifeng leaned over and stared at Beichen, while Beichen curled up awkwardly on the sofa.
"I, I, I was wrong. I won't sleep anymore! -- No, that doesn't seem possible... Then, then I won't take a nap anymore... No, that still doesn't seem possible... Then, I won't take a nap when there's a chance of a west wind..."
Bang!
"I'm sorry, Xifeng, I didn't know you hated naps so much..."
Beichen held her head and wailed incoherently on the sofa, while Xifeng put away his gun and looked at her cowardly appearance, with a barely perceptible smile flashing in his eyes.
He reached out and touched Beichen's earlobe - there was a beautiful earring stuck on it, which Xifeng made from the horn of the silver-horned giant lion, the king of the Touyou Great Forest. When he put it on her at first, she screamed in pain, and it took a fight with the Black Disaster Sujie Yagad Gu Yinyue to calm the situation down. He didn't expect that she would wear it all the time. Every time Xifeng noticed this, he felt a little subtle sense of joy.
Beichen saw Xifeng lost in thought as he fiddled with the earrings, so he carefully asked:
"Um, Xifeng, do you really like this pair of earrings? If you really like them, I can return them to you. I'm so sorry, I'm going to return them now, Xifeng, stop it!!"
"You seem so smart in front of others, but why do you become so stupid in private?"
Xifeng's tone rarely sounded weak. He moved closer again, and his warm breath sprayed on Beichen's neck, causing her to shrink reflexively.
Seeing her like this, Xifeng deliberately bit her earlobe with some amusement, and then spoke coldly in her ear.
"If you dare give it back to me, I'll drive a nail as big as my fist into your ear next time."
"...Then turn into an elephant. ...It hurts, it hurts!" Beichen's cheeks flushed as he curled up like a shrimp, desperately trying to get away from Xifeng. "Xifeng, if you have a sadistic reaction, go find a punching bag to vent your anger, okay...?"
"Sadism? I'm not sadistic. I just like to appreciate the beauty of things when they break down. If you're talking about torture, I think you've misunderstood. If that were the case, you wouldn't have even had an inch of intact skin left."
Beichen shuddered with a pale face, while Xifeng raised her chin expressionlessly.
"I'm pursuing you, so make sure you understand the situation."
"...Wait, how can this be considered pursuit?... It's clearly just intimidation..."
Snap. The gun barrel was pointed at Beichen's chest.
"Who are you calling intimidating?"
"No, no, no, no, how could the west wind possibly intimidate me? The west wind is kind, gentle, like jade, pure and beautiful. The west wind is the most handsome. I am the one intimidating the west wind, hahahaha!"
"Smooth talk and sweet talk, that's how you seduce so many people, right?"
Zephyr narrowed his eyes at her.
"Since you have time to slack off, then answer properly. It's been a month since I announced my attitude to you."
“…”
Beichen's eyes drifted and he coughed dryly, obviously trying to avoid the topic.
"Why, are you still thinking about Xiang Ying? It's almost time for you to give up. It's been two and a half years."
Xifeng's words were blunt and ruthless, causing Beichen to frown instantly.
"West Wind... I don't want to hear that again."
“…”
As if realizing his own slip of the tongue, Xifeng did not refute but just nodded slightly and said "hmm".
Then he let go of Beichen and stood up from the sofa.
"I just came to report that the mission you assigned to go to Feinheim to replenish and import supplies has been completed."
"Ah, okay. Then I'll trouble Xifeng to deliver these things to everyone's storage space. Those that can be manufactured using the technology here, I'll leave to Yagad."
"I understand. You can continue to be lazy, I won't stop you, but if Xiao Ping goes berserk, I won't protect you either."
“…”
Beichen's mouth twitched as she watched Xifeng quickly leave the room. Then her eyes darkened and she turned to look at the white sword on the large table in the study.
"Towards Ying..."
She lowered her voice and murmured sadly.
On the other side, Xifeng came to a large lounge, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Inside the house, the twin hook-clawed Black Disaster Su Jie, the possessed Moon Messenger Atlas, Gu Yinyue, Longyun, and Naraka were all there. When they saw Xifeng coming in, Black Disaster and Su Jie immediately jumped over.
"So what? Did she agree?!"
Xifeng glared at the excited Gemini: "No."
"Oh yeah!!"
Longyun jumped up with his hands raised high.
"I won, I won. Black Disaster Su Jie, give me over 10,000 Rui!"
Xifeng immediately pointed the gun at Longyun and fired three shots in a row!
"Longyun, it's fine if you and the twins made a bet with me, but you actually bet on me and got rejected?"
Long Yun was hit by the three beam bullets and his body was twisted into a strange posture before he could barely dodge. At this time, his face was pale and his mouth was twitching:
"I, I just listened to Naraka's analysis... Although I don't know why he was so sure that you would be rejected."
"No."
Naraka spoke before Xifeng pointed the gun at him:
"She didn't reject Xifeng, but chose to remain silent before Xiangying returned."
Xifeng raised an eyebrow, and the twins' somewhat excited expressions faded.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Naraka curled his lips and spread his hands.
"After two years of hard work, things are finally taking shape and we're finally able to get together again. What do you think will be her first thought in this situation?"
The young man sighed.
"The first thing she thought of was probably that she was missing someone. Xifeng, your emotional intelligence must be very low, choosing such an awkward time to confess."
Xifeng pointed his gun at Naraka, and the latter simultaneously transformed into a huge crossbow and aimed it at Xifeng!
"Boy, you are very brave."
"Not bad. I recently got promoted to August and gained some cool new abilities, but I'm just worried about where to test them out."
"Hmph, so if I could defeat a guy like you, I'd definitely get a great feeling."
"Wait, hey, Xifeng! I told you not to get into fights with others just because you're angry!"
"That's right, violence is strictly prohibited in the palace! Especially Naraka! You're an anti-military weapon, are you going to blow us all away?!"
Amidst the chaos as others immediately rushed forward to mediate, the two long-range fighters faced each other for a short while in attack-ready positions before unsatisfiedly retracting their weapons.
"alright."
Gu Yinyue spoke in a deep voice.
"Now that national affairs are almost back on track, it's understandable that Xifeng wants to resolve his personal issues."
"That's right."
Black Fate grinned and patted his brother's shoulder.
"Compared to us, who haven't had any free time in two years and are still so busy, Xifeng is truly a dedicated minister."
Xifeng immediately sneered:
"Yes, compared to you, who do nothing but drag your master to sharpen his blade all day and add to his physical burden, you have completely become a gigolo at the level of a male concubine."
"Tsk." Su Jie shrugged nonchalantly. "What's wrong with a pretty boy? We're not good at this kind of messy politics, so wouldn't it be great to relieve our queen's burden? Besides, who says we have nothing to do? We often do assassinations and espionage too."
"very nice."
Atlas swung his tail and tilted his head.
"I also want to be a gigolo. That way I don't have to go to the forest every night of a star disaster."
Compared to two years ago, Atlas's tone of voice seems to be more human and natural, perhaps because he has been in more and more contact with people.
Xifeng reached out and patted the back of Atlas' head to show his objection to the ridiculous words, then lowered his eyes and twisted his mouth.
Humph, you want to escape after provoking everyone in this room?
Since she couldn't completely calm down if Xiang Ying didn't come back, then she might as well...
...Let's find a way to wake Xiang Ying up.
Xifeng twitched his lips a little sadly because of his inner compromise, and at the same time he felt a little resentful towards the white sword that had been dormant for more than two years.
So many days have passed, and when that woman was most sad, helpless, tired and in need of comfort, you were not by her side once. Instead, it was us, the guys who had been rejected countless times, who were the ones who were working hard to accompany her - what right do you have to enjoy her attention so much?
But even though she complained, Xifeng couldn't blame her for this. After all, Xiang Ying meant too much to Beichen. In this environment where everything had settled down, it was inevitable that she would miss him especially.
Just when Xifeng was feeling conflicted, the door was suddenly kicked open with a bang.
Then the white-haired, red-eyed fallen dark being, Vampire Scythe Yaye, strode in.
"They're all here, that's perfect."
He laughed evilly and sat down on the sofa.
"My subordinates just received some very interesting information. Yesterday was Blade Cry Night, right? Every month, Blade Cry Night is not only the day for the production of new weapons, but also the day for assigning them 'proper names' and ranking them by strength... You all know this, right?"
There is such a thing as a 'proper name' for weapons.
Generally speaking, the first name of a weapon represents the type of weapon, such as "long sword", "dagger", "spear", etc., but there are exceptions.
For example, the Rebellious Bone Staff Li Ye, the Heavenly Gate Staff Eugenia, the Blood-sucking Scythe Ya Ye, the Horse-slaying Giant Sword Long Yun... Their names are not simply "types", but when describing the type, they also add their own characteristic titles. For example, the sickle of Ya Ye has the blood-sucking property, so the name includes "blood-sucking", and the sword is big enough to cut off a horse, so Long Yun is called "Horse-slaying Giant Sword".
──This is a 'proper name'.
Proper names are generally only given to weapons with relatively outstanding strength, but the standard for judging whether a weapon has a proper name is very strange, and there is no pattern to be found. Even very powerful weapons may not have a proper name. For example, Xifeng, as an emperor-level weapon, is still named "Magic Sniper Rifle" - probably because the characteristics of Xifeng's bullets are complex and varied, so there is no way to summarize it with a simple name.
As for the method of assigning a proper name, it is the same as the method humans use to check their Spirit Weapon Division level - on the night of Blade Crying, place your hand on the tactile ball that can measure the level. If your strength reaches the standard for being assigned a proper name, the tactile ball will display the proper name of the weapon and roughly assess its level (six levels from S to E). Those in the top 1000 will also be shown their specific ranking.
"Of course I do."
Naraka rolled his eyes.
"What's wrong? Did a funny proper noun appear?"
"No, it's not funny at all—and it's terrible information for other countries, but it's a great thing for us."
"Oh oh?" Longyun became excited and sat down on the armrest of the sofa. "Boss Yaye, don't keep us in suspense. What happened? Tell us now!"
Yaye curled his lips and revealed a heroic smile, his blood-sucking fangs faintly visible in that evil smile.
"The top weapon position has changed hands. Xiaxue has been pushed down to second place. Furthermore, according to investigation, this guy is appearing in the top 1000 list for the first time."
"What!?"
Everyone in the room suddenly turned serious. How could a weapon with strength surpassing Xiaxue appear out of nowhere?!
"This isn't over yet. Do you know where this weapon is now?"
Gu Yinyue narrowed his wolf eyes:
"Isn't it in Elysion?"
“That’s right!”
Yaye laughed heartily.
"That guy is in Elysion, he's the weapon of war for this country!"
"So what's his name? Do we know him?"
In response to Xifeng's question, the excitement on Yaye's face faded a little.
"That's what we're going to investigate next. ...The tactile ball can't show that guy's name."
The room fell silent for a long time. Xifeng touched his chin with his hand and spoke in a low voice.
"The first combat weapon appeared out of nowhere...? Who is the opponent?"
Elysien has finally settled down... Is the wind going to blow again?
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