The black sky was filled with thunderous roars and menacing streaks of light. As lightning struck the countryside and struck the ground many times, mortals on Earth were helpless. Some were fortunate enough to avoid death, while others were killed by the pure brightness of lightning. Even though their vessels and spirits disappeared with that one bolt of light, the latter were burnt alive and converted to ashes.
During the random, there is no specific safe location. It might fall on anyone or nothing at all, whether you're jogging in front or at the back. Everything will be determined by chance. With each lightning blow, the Divine Banyan Tree's wooden castle sounds fragile. It shattered into bits and burnt to ashes. Every time the terrible light from the skies fell, the country was roasted to black and burnt down.
