The head, eyes, and body felt as if they were being devoured by countless carnivorous insects within the light, causing an earth-shattering scream, much like Horus just a moment ago.
When he's down, finish him off.
Byron, while activating the Alice Virus, had already caught up behind the incarnation of the Wolf God, swinging a giant anchor and smashing it onto Its head.
This stable and cautious person in the path of survival couldn't help but be defeated on the spot, just like Ptolemy XIV whom It had abandoned earlier and fell with a crash.
At the same time, the crisp sound of chains breaking inside the incarnation of the Wolf God formed a continuous symphony; all its anchoring had been severed by Byron with a single sword.
Breaking the boundary between Its "self" and the "external," completely shattering a "small island" floating on the collective subconscious sea.
It allowed this highly self-centered Old God to return to the collective life of the Material World.
