章 149: Farming equipment

Atlan held the rusting handle of the scythe. It fit well on his hands and he didn't have to exert any extra effort trying to keep a grip on this strange farming equipment.

He looked at the blade of the scythe and was surprised at how light it was despite it being almost as long as the handle itself.

It wasn't too heavy nor was it too light. It was just perfect.

He swung and felt it cleave through the air with little to no resistance. If the handle was made out of better materials and its blade was a little sharper, he felt like it could have cleaved through the horde of Pseudo Canzers like they were cheese.

It would have been perfect. The problem with the Pseudo Canzers from the incident before was that there were too many for them to deal with. They were weak, but there were too many of them.

This scythe would have been the perfect weapon.