Boom...
Torrential rain poured down, accompanied by thunder and lightning.
The heavens seemed to split open, unleashing endless rainwater that surged down furiously.
Amidst the boundless darkness, a ghostly figure, holding a Longsword upside down, emerged from the void, the pouring rain shying away from this person.
Suddenly.
Swish!
A dazzling sword light descended.
A towering ancient tree was instantly severed by the sword light.
That sword.
Shocking to the heavens and weeping to the ghosts, incredibly powerful.
That sword cut the tree at the ground level, severing it cleanly.
The ghostly black figure, without saying a word, approached slowly with the Longsword in hand.
"Who are you?"
The severed tree looked at the black figure with a face full of fear.
The black figure remained silent.
The sword in his hand sparkled silver in the rain.
He reached out.
The vast root system underground was instantly grabbed by him.
"You..."
