The Dark Star fell out of the seal, already dead when it hit the ground.
Immediately, a powerful presence surged out from beneath the seal, causing the earth to tremble. A formidable being slowly rose from the underground, and even the swirling black substance around seemed to boil, as if trying to avoid the sharpness of this powerful presence.
Everyone present felt this immense pressure and turned their heads toward the direction of the seal.
They saw an elf skeleton clad in battle armor rising slowly from the seal, floating in mid-air, holding the Inheriting Divine Sword, Dragon's Tooth, in its hand.
Even after being buried in the seal for three hundred years, the sword remained unrivaled in its sharpness.
Seeing this elf skeleton appear, the elves present were shocked. Some of the elf elders who had experienced the events back then recognized the identity of this skeleton.
"Lord Santos!" An elderly Arcane Master called out this name that few mentioned anymore.
