The Frost Giant King's... entire head and half of the shoulders vanished together!
The solid ice elements blocked Byron's initial assault but couldn't withstand his full force strike.
Back when Byron was at the Fourth Order, his strength was measured by the unit of [Blue Hair] Barbarossa Halding; early on, casually reaching seven or eight Blue Hairs, and later, he left them far behind.
Now, having ascended to the Fifth Order, his robust accumulation makes him outstanding among Fifth Order Pseudo-Gods.
[Bearkin], even with a series of external forces stacked, still falls evidently short compared to him.
"Ahhhh..."
The nearby Kalmar Soldiers who weren't dead couldn't help but clutch their heads, kneeling to the ground in pain, howling, unable to hear any sounds, evidently entirely deaf from the shock.
Byron ignored them, just watching the Frost Giant King without a head and the unharmed box exposed in his chest with a frown.
His divine sight had long seen [Bearkin] clearly.
