After a moment of silence, Tyre quickly sent a message.
"No, but I've seen the other components."
Afraid that Lin An would hang up, he hurriedly sent an image along with the message. In it, a piece of equipment resembling a lower-body armor floated above an altar:
"Death God Armor (Lower)."
"It's equipment like the one you're wearing, right, Lin An?"
His voice was half anxious.
The equipment wasn't in his hands, and he wasn't sure whether news of it would be enough to convince Lin An to take action.
But as a component of a set that surpassed Epic Equipment, he believed Lin An would be interested no matter what.
If he hadn't sensed the equipment's aura at close range, he wouldn't have been able to confirm this.
It was a piece of the highest-level equipment. Knowing how powerful equipment could be, Tyre didn't believe Lin An wouldn't be tempted.
Especially since the word "set" often meant that its true power could only be unleashed after all the pieces were assembled.
As far as he was concerned, Lin An's extraordinary strength was probably inseparable from the Death God Set.
According to the intelligence they had gathered later, Andrew of the North America War Zone had once fought Lin An! The two Third Order puppets he summoned had been brutally killed by Lin An with a mask despite the seemingly impossible situation!
Without the mask, the outcome of the Deathmatch War would still have been uncertain.
It was hard to imagine that a single piece of equipment could erase such a huge gap. The attribute boost must have been outrageously powerful.
One had to understand—
At that time, Lin An had been strong, but he had only been Second Order!
Sure enough.
On the other end of the communication, Lin