An Old Friend

Most of the magic weapons had lost their original brilliance. Although their grades were there, they were only Divine magic weapons. After years of merciless polishing, they had long lost their original power, and only a part of it was left.

As for the magic weapons that had lost their abilities, they had been moved out of this place and were being studied in the research institutes outside.

However, even if it was the most inferior magic weapon, it was still stronger than the Thunder Spear that Chu Yunfan had seized from Jiang Xuanlei. After all, the Thunder Spear was only a pseudo-magic weapon, not a real one.

Chu Yunfan walked past them one by one. There were all kinds of magic weapons. There were eighteen types, and there were also many different kinds of functions.

As he was in no hurry to make a decision, he took a good long look at the weapons available. Suddenly, he saw a strange-looking bow without a bowstring in the corner in front of him.