The Prophet ignored the sword spirit, Verdandi, as he walked past her. To him, she was nothing more than a phantom, a remnant left behind to guard the sword of a warrior.

“…”

He continued toward the roots of the World Tree. They were just a few steps ahead, and once he extracted what he needed from the Chaos Beasts clinging to them, all that remained was to buy time.

‘All that’s left is to stop the possessor and her group. I’ve already sealed Brunhild’s thunder spear—Gungnir—with [Gleipnir], so she’s no longer a significant threat.’

Although he hadn’t completely removed her from this world with the chain magic that once bound the wolf god, he had achieved meaningful progress.

‘It was worth the effort to gather all that power.’

The being who wore Brunhild’s shell wouldn’t be able to exert the same transcendent power as before, at least not while the plan was in progress.