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 be dojos that teach people swordsmanship. After all, this is one of the needs of human beings and one of the constructions to meet their needs. And there is indeed a dojo in the East China Sea that Nami knows. Its name is Isshin Dojo. The location is Tokai Seymour Shiki Village. The owner of the dojo is a well-known good old man named Koushiro. There have never been any rumors of disputes or fights with anyone. No one has seen him take action, but it is certain that this seemingly good old man is the master of the dojo. Undoubtedly, he is a master whose level is difficult to define.

Because, among the swordsmen it trained, others may not be so clear-cut, but one 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 sweetness of the fruits it produces. Being able to cultivate an excellent swordsman like Zoro, the true heritage of this dojo cannot be underestimated by Nami.

Moreover, according to some details shown intentionally or unintentionally in the original work, this dojo is obviously connected with the revolutionary army. When Long and his party docked at the Kingdom of Goa in the East China Sea, they replenished food from within this dojo. This is obviously not the case. Friendship can only be gained by money alone, so it is truly prudent and correct to regard Koushiro as an unfathomable master of swordsmanship.

"That small village is just ahead. The fog is really heavy today. As expected, your weather forecasting ability is simply unmatched."

On the pirate ship, Arrita looked at the dense fog around her that made it almost impossible to see her fingers. She also sincerely admired Nami who was standing next to her. The other person just said "There will be heavy fog tomorrow" last night, but today It actually came true in the morning. This couldn't even be regarded as ordinary navigation knowledge, but some kind of superb talent.

"Well, you anchor here and don't move. I can do the rest by myself. Have you prepared all the materials?"

Looking 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 was foreseeable that once this performance was successful, The deception will continue for a long, long time.

"Hi~! Everything is ready for you, eldest sister!"

Several pirates excitedly pushed over more than a dozen buckets of fresh blood, which contained a blood of the Sea King type. Originally, if it were more brutal and realistic, it should have been made of human blood, but that would undoubtedly go against Nami's code.

"Then, I'll come as soon as I go."

Taking a deep breath, Nami also activated the power of her fruit with all her strength, and her body turned into a ball of blood mist and floated up. The few buckets of prepared blood also turned into blood as if they were being pulled. The fog then floated like dye toward the Seymour Shiki Village, which was shrouded in morning fog in front of her. She patiently and meticulously turned all the dozen buckets of blood into mist and stacked it over the Seymour Shiki Village. Nami Try to let it begin to fall in a uniform manner. Under the influence of gravity and dispersion on the way down, these blood mists continue to expand their smudge range, and with it, the entire Seymour Shiki Village The sky above and the fog began to turn into a terrifying red, and the strong smell of blood was extremely clear, silently rendering a terrifying atmosphere as if shrouded in blood mist.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

A villager who got up early was carelessly cleaning the street in front of him, but at this moment, he felt something was wrong with the fog around him, and a strong smell of blood began to permeate the surrounding air. He instinctively raised his head. After arriving, his eyes quickly contracted due to shock, and then were filled with overwhelming fear. Apart from a blood-red sky, what he saw was no ordinary sky at all.

With a wild scream, the villager also dropped the broom in his hand, and then fled back to his home with his head in his hands as if fleeing from danger. People's fear of blood comes from deep in their bones, because blood represents pain and death, and this horrific scene like a bloody sky is no less terrifying to these villagers who have always lived in peace. The doomsday scene where the demon is born.

"Master~! Master Koushiro, something serious has happened! Please, please open the door and let us in!"

Several villagers who were close to the Yixin Dojo took their families and fled shivering to the door of the dojo. Obviously, they all knew that the strongest person around was the master of the dojo, and they felt sincerely afraid in this kind of situation. , their survival instinct prompted them to come to this dojo for help, even though they had no idea what the bloody mist was.

"Don't panic, come inside."

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

Even after entering the dojo, these poor villagers did not calm down completely. In response, Koushiro just gently asked the apprentices to take these people into the dojo's training ground to hide temporarily. After all, they were inside the tight house. You can better isolate yourself from the fear of the outside world.

"What's going on? This weather is terrible."

But at this time, a voice that sounded quite different sounded. Compared with other apprentices who were trembling in the face of a powerful enemy, this voice had no fear at all. It was just a simple complaint about the weather, and even There is a seeming excitement about unknown dangers.

With a sense of laziness as if he had just woken up, what appeared in everyone's sight was a young man who had just grown up. He had short, thick green hair, and a strange three-pointed earlobe on his left earlobe. There are two drop-shaped earrings, but what is even more unique and distinctive are the three sabers on its waist. There is no doubt that the identity of the visitor has been revealed. It is one of the protagonists of this pirate world and the only three-sword swordsman who uses three swords, Roronoa Zoro.

It is now two years before the plot of the original work begins, so he is only 17 years old, so he can still be seen as quite immature, but his bellicose personality has definitely been revealed.

"Zoron, you are not allowed to go out. Before the fog in the village dissipates, we must give priority to protecting the people in the dojo."

Koushiro's words were very plain, but his determination could be heard in them. Obviously, this good old man is not someone who doesn't understand priorities. He clearly knows that attacking rashly when the enemy and ourselves are unknown will only cause possible enemies to be scattered and defeated. Moreover, such blood mist is obviously not something that can be formed by ordinary methods. Apart from those strange and weird legends, it can only be done deliberately by some powerful people. No matter what the purpose is, priority must be given now. Protect the dojo.

"But...I know."

Zoro obviously wanted to go to the village to help those who had not come to the dojo, but out of respect and trust for his mentor, he still stopped obediently, and then guarded Koushiro, planning to respond to possible attacks at any time. .

And when everything was quiet, a clear sound of footsteps slowly came from the door of Yishin Dojo from far to near, which made the trembling apprentices swallow a mouthful of saliva subconsciously, and Zoro also subconsciously He lowered his body and grasped the handle of the knife at his waist. Obviously, such leisurely footsteps cannot belong to those villagers, it can only be enemies or something else.

It didn't take long for the footsteps to stop, and the location they finally arrived at was undoubtedly the closed door of Yishin Dojo. A silent sense of urgency also erupted, and there was no doubt that everyone's attention was focused on it. At this moment, everyone was focused on the existence outside the door, but just when the tension was about to explode, a plain and soft female voice sounded outside the door.

"Excuse me, is this Isshin Dojo?"

There is no doubt that the almost suffocating tension was immediately eliminated by this soft feminine tone. Many apprentices who were so nervous that they almost sweated from their knife handles breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time. Apart from Koushiro, the only two people who didn't relax were Zoro.

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

Zoro and Koushiro looked at each other and saw the acquiescence in each other's eyes. Zoro also stood up in person, 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 has the obligation to maintain the reputation of this dojo. Being so frightened that you dare not even open the door is absolutely intolerable.

After the door of the dojo slowly opened, a slender figure came into Sauron's eyes. Even though the other person covered his face with a one-piece cloak, he could still judge from the curve. The opponent was definitely a beautiful woman. There was no weird and terrifying opponent as Sauron imagined. There was only this mysterious-looking woman with a strand of orange hair coming out from under her hood, which seemed to be her unique color.

Even though he knew not to judge a book by its cover, Sauron still couldn't help but look around, but all he could see was the thick red mist, and no other possible enemies could be seen at all.

"This is the Yishin Dojo. What do you do for me?"

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

"I took the liberty of coming here to ask for your forgiveness, Taoist Master. To be honest, I have something to ask for."

Gently kneeling down on one knee, this mysterious woman slowly picked up a saber tightly wrapped in black cloth with both hands. Her tone also carried an air of sincerity and sadness.

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

(PS1: Well~~You still need to have some acting skills, after all, this is a basic accomplishment~~)

(PS2: The sword in this series is called Xia Lan. Xia is the red color, and Lan is the mist. The combined extension is the bloody mist, which is very consistent with the atmosphere created by Nami this time.)

Made legend

That's right, Yegoro did not disappoint Nami after all, and after the third generation of ghosts went through a new recasting, it was indeed no longer the demon sword before, but became something more terrifying. That thing is the demon sword in Nami's hand that was renamed Xia Lan.

Koushiro's brows frowned subconsciously. As an old enough dojo leader, he knew very well that this was not a good thing.

There is no doubt that human beings are romantic creatures, so there are countless legends and stories that keep people running around in this world. For swordsmen, the most romantic stories are undoubtedly glorious death battles, breakthroughs in swordsmanship, and all kinds of legendary swords, whether they are demon swords or famous swords.

This can be seen from the change in Zoro's eyes next to him. When he saw Nami before, the young swordsman only had doubts and disappointment in his eyes, because the other party seemed not to allow him to test the sword and hone his sword skills. But after hearing the other party's words, a trace of excitement that could not be concealed rose strongly from his eyes. If Koushiro hadn't spoken yet, I'm afraid the three-sword swordsman would have couldn't help but continue to ask. What's going on, and see for yourself what's going on with that demon knife.

"Please tell me in detail, what happened?"

After speaking gently, Koushiro obviously couldn't refuse Nami's request. After all, the dojo is maintained by word of mouth and reputation, and what is related to the dojo is undoubtedly the issue of various swords. If a dojo doesn't even understand the knowledge of swords, it is undoubtedly a place that cannot be trusted. The relationship between the dojo and the sword is like the relationship between a doctor and medicine. If a doctor doesn't understand medicine, it is naturally impossible to be qualified.

"I'm so sorry... However, at this moment, I really can't find any other more suitable dojo to suppress this demonic sword. I shouldn't have touched it if I had known this..."

The apologetic and uneasy words undoubtedly made the apprentices around her become nervous again, and almost all the eyes around her were focused on the saber she held up. There is no doubt that Xia Lan's name and the surrounding mist like a bloody sunset have indeed vaguely reminded them of the relationship between the two. Coupled with the incoherent words of the mysterious woman in front of them, it undoubtedly gave them a real sense of shock that was like a legend about ghosts and gods.

"What can you say alone? That knife is really powerful? Just pull it out and let us take a look before we talk."

There is no doubt that Sauron cannot be afraid. On the contrary, judging from the green algae-headed swordsman's eyes gleaming and touching his chin, it is not difficult to find that this situation makes other apprentices tremble and fear. , it just gave him a sense of excitement as if he was experiencing the legend himself.

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

Lifting Xia Lan in her hand up again, Nami's tone seemed to be exhausted. Zoro, who was already extremely excited, had obviously forgotten Koushiro's usual teachings at this time, and then raised his hand to grab Xia Lan's blade quite nonchalantly. : "So, this is really a demon sword..."

Poof~~

Before Zoro finished speaking, he suddenly saw the woman who handed the demonic sword to her suddenly turned into a burst of blood mist and dispersed, and the cloak on her body also fell down empty after losing its content. On the ground, at the same time, the layers of black cloth wrapped around Xia Lan's surface were broken and scattered as if struck by a sharp blade, revealing a sheathed sword inlaid with black and red patterns.