At night in the wild, the wind was blowing hard.
But, even so, the night in the wild is still very beautiful.
The trees swayed their graceful figures in the wind, and the flowers became more and more delicate.
It's not the most beautiful.
The most beautiful thing is the cheerfully dancing fireflies, which are as beautiful as those in Kibune.
Everything is so quiet, poetic, and picturesque that people can't bear to break it.
But beauty is so short-lived...
Darkness covered the sky, the trees were shivering, and the fireflies were hurriedly looking for a place to go.
A mist rose from the mountains to the east. As the mist drifted, the trees gradually withered, and the insects fell from the sky as if frozen.
In the mountains to the east, a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened...
"Power, my power..."
A ghost that looked like a human but not human broke the seal and woke up.
In front of him, several sealed beasts looked at him with dazzling eyes, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously.
Instantly, a miasma surged from his body and enveloped the sealed beast.
This miasma is so strong that the sealed beast cannot move in the miasma.
Seeing that the time had come, he tore apart all the sealed beasts in an instant.
After drinking the blood of the sealed beast, the resentful spirit roared:
"Not enough, far from enough..."
"Power, my power!!"
The resentful spirit said to himself: "Only by drinking the blood of the person with the strongest spiritual power in this world can my power be fully restored."
The strongest spiritual power? ...
The resentful spirit thought for a while and then laughed ferociously:
"Masahiro Abe..."