"This, is probably a divine artifact."
Garen thought as he gently stroked the cuticles on his chin.
Between the Dragon's sharp claws, there was a longbow with leaf-like patterns. It was also sealed in time Amber, motionless like a fine piece of art.
without this bow, Saint Solonor wouldn't even be able to scratch me.
A Saint was, after all, just a clone, not a God.
As a demigod, if garen were to become a God with his extraordinary divine power, he would already be considered a true God.
Demigods were also true gods.
A clone would not be able to withstand a single blow from a true God.
If there was a true demigod of the elf God system who was willing to take the risk of death and descend to fight with garen, he would be able to get serious.
you're quite bold to hand over a divine weapon to the saint's avatar.
Even though it was Amber, garen could still feel the sharpness of the lunar scourge divine bow.
