Horus answered first: "I think it's best to forge him a black, cauldron-shaped weapon, as it better fits his image and facilitates the Church's propaganda."
Before Rod could speak, Lei Lu shouted, "Shut up! Do not interfere with the deep collision between our souls; this is his soul weapon, not yours."
Horus shut his mouth, and in absolute silence, Rod hesitated and replied.
"I, I don't know... The most I've used is a sword, and next, firearms, but what weapon should I use, I've never thought about."
Lei Lu pondered for a moment, then changed the angle of his question: "What about your capability? What kind of capability do you think you need?"
Rod furrowed his brow and thought for a long time. Right now, he's almost a jack of all trades, whether melee or ranged, solo or group battles, conventional or explosive combat, he has tactics.
The only regret is time.
He's always short of time.
"Endurance."
Rod blurted out.
"I need endurance."
