Black luster, rich aroma.
Although it was impossible to tell what it was, one couldn't hide the fact that it was a treasure. They say fortune favors the bold. Having stumbled upon such a treasure, how could Mike give up on it? It would be against all reason not to seize it.
It seemed that the Goddess of Luck was also looking after Mike. The distance of less than fifty meters, he flew smoothly, all spatial cracks passing by him narrowly. Finally, when he was less than five meters away from the upright black light, he saw what it was.
It was a sword!
The deep black Great Sword stood solemnly in the void, and around it, space appeared to be cracking like a turtle shell, spreading into the depths of the void. Occasionally, eerie wind sounds emitted from within. Looking at the Great Sword again, its blade was streaming with black bloodstains.
Eerie, powerful!
