He never thought there was any weapon in the world worthy of his repair skills.
If it were a top-tier weapon, how could it possibly be damaged?
Anything that could be damaged certainly didn't deserve to be called a "Divine Weapon."
What caught Mr. Farouk's eye was a broken spear, its gold and silver hues strikingly conspicuous, reminding one of the phrase "Sun and Moon Shine Together."
Yet, the colors could not conceal the two words on the broken spear—
Divine Might.
The power of Shence, protecting Shenzhou.
All demons and gods under heaven were souls beneath its spear.
Mr. Farouk's pupils suddenly constricted, his expression almost horrified as he involuntarily exclaimed, "This is..."
As Beilu People, he wasn't unaware of other countries' histories, especially the famous Divine Weapons from history.
