The first thing to emerge from the egg of flesh and blood was the sharp blade of a halberd.
Upon seeing the blade, crafted from gold and iron, like a sharp sword, the immense giant's heart sank. He had seen this blade before; this was not something those bone-made halberd blades could compare to—this was the true Overlord Halberd itself.
Under the sunlight, the Overlord Halberd no longer had its previous old and worn-out appearance. Instead, it glimmered with a sharp, cold light, as if announcing its infinite dominance's return to the world.
And this infinite dominance was now held in someone's hand.
It was a powerful and robust hand; just by looking at its strong bones and tendons, one could fear that it might crush a human head with a single grasp—but what was most striking were the shimmering feather patterns on it.
