Nameless King
Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.
Light Ray
Bam. Bam. Bam.
Ereg's fists covered in crimson energy rained down on Gael as he tried to defend himself. He only had to wait a few moments before Ereg's aura dissipated as well as his superior strength with which he easily defeated.
Obviously, doing this with only his abilities and sword was impossible for Gael. He needed something else that would give him a small break, even if only for a few seconds, or else soon his hands would go numb, and he would suffer terrible damage.
The only thing Gael had was the ash from the six trees destroyed by Ereg. This ash had already been summoned, so Gael didn't need to control his actions, he just needed to think about what he wanted to happen with this ash.
Very quickly, in just a few seconds, in what amounted to a dozen of Ereg's blows, the ash turned into one huge tree. That one was taller than the Colosseum and big enough to be special even in Plant World.