393 No, I Am Not Alright at All

Two cold, shining stars were seen in the middle of the battlefield shrouded by heavy rain and haze.

The warrior gripped tightly onto silver greatsword and the black greataxe. A dark, chilly red light that flashed on the edge of the sharp blades. An inexplicable power pulsated through the two weapons and were connected to the warrior.

When Joshua had once again came into contact with his own weapons, the familiar feelings that he longed for rushed up to his chest. The heavy greatsword and the greataxe might be extremely difficult for ordinary people to wield. However, the warrior was able to wield the two weapons like they were his own arms. Two power sources that were completely different from the power source of the warrior flowed into his body and became one with him.

[Acroll's Cleaver: Ying]

[Incorruptible Holy Relic]

[Indestructible (Durability)/143 (Sharp)]

[Ability]