The latter naturally felt the terrifying power contained within, brandishing the big spear in his hand, suddenly thrusting forward:
"Spear of Gods-slaying, break for me—!"
Two small suns clashed head-on like needles against wheat awns, instantly illuminating the skies above the Strait of Dover as bright as day, and even time seemed to slow down significantly.
Screech—!
The battlefield was filled with a teeth-gritting, ear-piercing clangor.
Byron's spear did not break the Holy Spear Longinus, nor did it kill Ferdinand II, who was acting as the pointed arrowhead, but it did cause the shaft to rise high, vibrating intensely, almost making him lose grip of the buzzing spear tail.
The Spear of Longinus couldn't extinguish Byron's elemental bomb; it merely split it in two from the middle.
Two dimmed streaks of light rapidly swept past his sides, respectively pouncing towards two other "Dragon Knights" not far behind him.
