Byron's surface suddenly began to flow with a continuous stream of air.
This "movement" encountered the "stillness" of the surrounding rules, like boiling water meeting an ice block. Though essentially the same, the former could easily dissolve the latter.
[Reform] exerted its power on the spot. How he transformed was his decision alone, and no one else could alter his state!
Just as the god-slaying spearhead was mere meters away from Byron's chest, his entire body suddenly dispersed into vapor and vanished without a trace.
Clang——!!!
In the next moment, the two incomplete Zero-Level Sacred Relics collided head-on with each other.
The Holy Lance broke into two pieces, and the True Cross shattered into three, like cannonballs flying apart.
One of Ferdinand II's arms also exploded into a mist of blood as he violently coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.
