Jeremy and Ritchie gazed at the bizarre assortment of weapons within the storeroom, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
The weapons in the storeroom exhibited a diverse array of styles, indicating that they must have originated from various civilizations. Furthermore, the powers contained within these weapons were equally eclectic.
"Could it be that the hunting knights serve all the planners of the apocalypse games? If that were not the case, there would be no explanation for the astonishing amount of power these weapons possess.
Even the most formidable planner among the apocalypse games, known as the Fool, should not be capable of wielding such a vast array of power. If he truly could control so much power, why would he still require the assistance of other apocalypse game planners?"
Ritchie was filled with perplexity, feeling that everything here was utterly nonsensical.
Jeremy remained silent, not uttering a word.
