"Byron!"

"Go!"

His voice was hoarse, and he was as hateful as Byron.

"Relax your anger to the real enemy, to the world."

Senge was dead, but the hatred and anger in Byron's heart grew more and more.

Hate and rage are about to devour his sanity.

And at this time.

The sky suddenly turned into blood, and a river of blood rushed down from a high place, surrounding the sky above the Winged Demon City.

A figure appeared in the river of blood and raised his weapon.

Prince of Suinhall.

arrive.

"Byron, the Fallen Man!"
Chapter completed!