The expression on Luna's face was complicated.
At times she relaxed, and at others she seemed somewhat tense.
Once the door to those memories was opened, the sealed recollections were like candies wrapped in oil paper.
Looking back suddenly, what one tasted was not necessarily sweetness; more often, it was bitterness.
After pondering for over half a minute, Luna finally spoke slowly.
"This wasn't a secret among our people back then."
"But it was quite a convoluted matter."
"As a member of the hunter corps, I heard the captain mention it several times during nighttime talks in the woods."
"The war had already broken out then, and every day we fought different kinds of monsters."
"Those monsters summoned or corrupted by demons were the main force invading the forest."
"They were also the cannon fodder under the demons' command."
Luna spoke at length, raising a hand to gently stroke her abdomen.
Zong Shen neither urged her on nor interrupted.
At this stage, time was no longer the most precious factor.
He no longer needed to wish he could split one day into ten.
After a brief pause, Luna finally got to the point.
"Demon Hunters are a group of heroes."
"The first Demon Hunter was named Illidan Stormrage."
"His eyes were burned out, and the tattoos on his body were brands left by Sargeras."
"The signature weapons of Demon Hunters are the famed Azzinoth Warblades, which Illidan took from a Doomguard named Azzinoth."
"Many later Demon Hunters used them as a model to create similar weapons."
At this point, Luna looked at Zong Shen.
Zong Shen flipped his hand and took out the [Azzinoth Demon-Slaying Warblade (Gold)].
This weapon was still not obsolete for him.
Of course, it could not compare to a legacy-grade weapon.
Only after seeing that warblade