Byron, who was originally apprehensive about this treasure, didn't even try to dodge, allowing her to plunge it into him. Teris had said when handing this treasure to the Second Prince, "Kill any who obstruct you, be they human or god."
It was precisely because this sacrificial knife couldn't kill immortal deities, nor could it kill Night Demons, a Long-lived Species with theoretically infinite lifespans! Just like the meaning of Byron's mythical form, '∞' divided by two is still infinity.
Byron twisted his neck 180 degrees on the spot like an owl and smiled at the poison envoy behind him.
The latter's expression changed drastically, and she was just about to retreat when the puddles from the heavy rain at her feet reflected an illusory, blood-red river. Countless crimson tentacles burst forth from it, dragging her and the obsidian sacrificial knife in together.
"Ah—!"
SPLASH!
