Minotaurs Like Girls Like You Best

Fang Mo had never imagined before.

That there was anything in this world capable of giving him such a headache.

Until just now, when on a whim he materialized several Tinkers' Construct weapons and witnessed this terrifying scene, like a horde of demons dancing wildly...

Actually, when these weapons had just been materialized.

The situation had still been barely under control.

Fang Mo had only taken out five weapons: the Demonic Sword of Fire Laevateinn, the Divine Sword of Light Klausolas, the Singularity Black Hole Sword, the Shit Sword, and the Shoggoth Darkness Sword.

Similar to the Manyullyn Cleaver.

These weapons, upon first gaining intelligence.

Had actually been fairly quiet, likely confused and curious about everything around them.

But the Manyullyn Cleaver was a natural attention seeker. Seeing its companions gain intelligence as well, it became wildly excited, flying around the room in circles, practically beside itself with joy. "Haha! I have brothers now!"

After flying wildly through the air for a while.

It soon descended, picked a weapon at random, and sidled over with a sleazy grin. "Hey, hey, buddy, say something, will you?"

"..."

Laevateinn's blade turned toward it. It had clearly heard him, but for some reason, it did not speak.

"No, brother, say something already?"

But the Manyullyn Cleaver ignored that and kept trying to get friendly. It patted Laevateinn's guard with the flat of its blade. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Ma Cleaver. Our master's a pony fanatic, so I'm usually his favorite weapon... What kind of cleaver are you?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Laevateinn's entire blade began trembling.

"Don't tell me you're a round cleaver?"

The Manyullyn Cleaver suddenly asked with a wicked grin.

"Say that again!?"

Laevateinn finally could not take it anymore. With a boom, flames as dazzling as the sun erupted