Invincible! This person has lived for a billion years

To many who wield throwing knives, the knives themselves are much of a muchness,it's the skill of the user that makes the difference.

Walker had always believed this too.

With the secret technique of Celestial Blade Art, even a wooden throwing knife could be lethal.

But when he threw this particular knife, it vanished, and the space ahead was violently torn apart, causing the world directly in front of them to collapse.

"Holy shit!?"

Walker's mouth hung open, his face a picture of stupefaction as he stared ahead. After a few seconds, he hurriedly controlled the knife, pulling it back to him.

The space in front quickly healed, but a deep, bottomless chasm had formed where streets and houses had once been, all now turned to nothingness.

"Where did you find this?" Walker held the knife, his eyes wide as saucers, staring intently at William.

William remained calm, his face betraying no hint of surprise: "I just found it lying by the roadside as I walked."

"Holy crap! Look at the damage it did! This is like, apocalyptic power, right?" Walker said excitedly, gripping the knife. "Is this one of those legendary top-tier artifacts? And you just found it lying around?"

"Of all the things to pick up, you find a throwing knife. You really are my lucky star." Walker examined the knife closely, murmuring, "And then you give it to me. It's as if this knife was meant for me, just delivered through your hands."

Walker squinted at William, pondering, "You find an artifact like this and just give it to me without a second thought..."

"Hmm? Is there a problem?" William didn't bother to explain,if Walker thought he was powerful, then so be it. It wasn't a big deal.

Walker suddenly laughed, pointing at William, his index finger trembling, "I finally get it,so you..."

William was curious to see how Walker would react now that he knew of his strength.

Would he, like others, start to flatter and fawn over him?

"Heaven sent you to find this knife as a test," Walker laughed heartily. "If you had kept the knife and used it yourself, you might have been overwhelmed by its power and suffered a backlash."

"But you gave it to me!" Walker clapped William on the shoulder, "That proves your loyalty to me."

Hearing Walker's logic, William was somewhat at a loss for words.

He had already been on the verge of admitting his own strength.

"Don't worry, with me around, no one can bully you!" Walker adopted the demeanor of a big brother, looking out for his bro. Especially someone like William, who found an artifact and handed it over without a second thought,this kind of bro definitely needed his protection.

"Then let me thank you in advance." William gave Walker a deep look, thinking to himself that Walker must be in the late stages of delusion—beyond help.

In fact, according to the survival rules of the apocalypse or the Divine Realm, killing someone to obtain a top-tier artifact would be more in line with the rules.

Yes, it would fit the law of the survival of the fittest, the rule that the strong prey on the weak.

Because logically, that was the only way to become stronger.

The path of the strong was always paved with the bones of the weak.

Yet Walker hadn't even thought about seizing the artifact for himself; he just wanted to escape with William.

Even if William had expressed a desire to keep the artifact, Walker showed no intention of harming him.

What a good young man, isn't he adorable?

Hahaha!

William didn't even know what to say.

But perhaps it was precisely because Walker harbored no murderous intentions towards William that he was able to receive this divine throwing knife.

If Walker had really attacked William, it's very likely William wouldn't have killed him, and might even have let Walker kill him once, only to still end up giving him the top-tier artifact.

But from then on, they would have become strangers, and any further annoyance from Walker would likely result in his utter destruction.

"No need to thank me, you're my bro, and looking out for you is the right thing to do," Walker thought for a moment and then said, "We'll be out in a few minutes. What are your plans? Do you want to come with me and save people around the world? We could clear the earth of those monsters and save the world!"

A smile appeared on William's face, "Now that you have this throwing knife, isn't clearing those monsters pretty straightforward? What help could I possibly offer?"

Walker shook his head and sighed, "This knife is indeed powerful, but it can't be used."

William asked with interest, "Why can't it be used? It seems very powerful. With it, what monster couldn't be dealt with?"

Walker spoke seriously, "It's precisely because it's too powerful that it can't be used unless absolutely necessary! If this thing is thrown, who knows how many people will be affected."

"We aim to reclaim cities occupied by monsters and provide a comfortable living environment for humanity, not cause massive destruction. If this throwing knife is used, it could destroy buildings and lives, complicating the reconstruction of cities later on," Walker explained. "Once we get out, don't tell anyone that I have such a weapon."

William seemed to understand Walker's point,the guy's consciousness had really evolved.

William asked, "Haven't you thought about, once we get out, throwing the knife and shocking the world?"

I remember when I first met Walker, this young man was thinking about starting by conquering the underground forces in New York, and then becoming the big boss, sleeping with a hundred beauties.

Tired of that, he'd switch to another batch.

"Shock the world! Have I lost my mind?" Walker gave William a look and said, "That kind of thinking is dangerous. Our main responsibility should be to save refugees. Who knows how many innocent people might die if this knife is thrown?"

"I'll tell you a secret about my master, Maximus," Walker said in a mysterious whisper. "He's actually the powerful Moros, one of the twelve deities of witchcraft."

"Oh." William really wanted to laugh.

Was that something to brag about?

"What's with that expression? You think I'm lying?" Walker frowned. "The deities of witchcraft have descended to Earth, but it seems they're restrained and can't act directly. But I'm Moros's proud disciple. Do you really think Moros hasn't given me any powerful artifacts?"

William nodded, his attitude nonchalant.

"Still, I want to become stronger on my own," Walker said earnestly to William. "Remember, relying on external artifacts can never truly make you strong. What if one day the artifact breaks or is taken away? It's the same for you; relying on women's protection might seem enviable, but if you're not strong enough yourself..."

Seeing William's indifferent expression, Walker sighed and said, "Forget it, to each their own. I won't force you. But I've acknowledged you as my bro. If you ever get dumped by a woman, big brother will cover you, at least to keep you safe."

"You sure talk a lot," William raised an eyebrow.

"..." Walker felt that acknowledging a bro was damn hard, especially with someone like William, who only thought about relying on women's protection and lacked ambition.

No, I need to find some opportunities to toughen him up.