So Small?

After receiving the message relayed by Master Hamil, Lin Hai's heart—which had gradually settled into a deep, tranquil pool during this peaceful period of focusing on his studies—began to churn with turbulent waves.

It was hardly surprising that Lin Hai's state of mind had been shaken so violently. After all, what he had given The Ancient One back then had been the personal weapon of that Intermediate Demon God.

Within the Marvel Universe's power system, an existence at the level of a "Demon God" could practically be considered combat power standing at the pinnacle of a single universe.

So how could the weapon carried by such an existence possibly be ordinary?

If they were crudely classified according to equipment tiers in online games—white, green, blue, purple, orange, red, and gold, from lowest to highest—then Pluto's Dark Spear, in its complete state, would have firmly ranked somewhere between orange and red.

Of course, by the time Lin Hai got it, the spear had already been cleaved into two pieces by The Ancient One. Moreover, the darkness and death attributes contained within it were completely opposed to the white magic energy drawn from the Vishanti that Kamar-Taj's sorcerers cultivated.

On top of that, low-ranking sorcerers within Kamar-Taj simply were not qualified to ask the Ancient One to personally reforge a weapon of such a caliber, while the advanced sorcerers who had long since risen through the ranks each possessed magical artifacts that had been refined over many years and suited them perfectly.

That was why this damaged but astonishingly well-founded "Demon God-exclusive weapon" had ultimately fallen into Lin Hai's hands.

Now, although this Demon God-level weapon had once been split in two, it had been personally reshaped and reforged by the Sorcerer Supreme, The Ancient One. Even by the most conservative estimate,