The Halberd of Destruction that Azroth held in his hand was not a replica like the one Evan currently possessed.
It was the true Halberd of Destruction, the one that was currently inside the void space of the Tomb of the Ancient.
Even though this was merely a memory, just looking at the halberd still placed immense suffocating pressure on Evan.
Similar to his replica, the true halberd was also jet black in color, with emerald-green patterns intertwining along its handle.
However, because golden waves of the power of destruction swirled around it continuously, the jet-black halberd appeared golden from a distance.
Looking at the halberd, Evan suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened abruptly.
'Jet black in color...'
He stared intently at the halberd in Azroth's hand, and the more he looked at it, the more certain he became that his guess was correct.
