“Bloom—Blue Rose!!”

Responding to Eugeo’s scream, countless flower buds came to
life on the ice surface. They opened apart while rotating,
spreading out blue, razorlike petals that were faintly translucent.

Led by a single rose, blooming with a chime resembling that of
a bell, countless—beyond several hundreds—roses bloomed
one after another. It was an extraordinarily beautiful, yet
ruthless sight. After all, these enormous roses were only fully
bloomed by absorbing Eugeo’s and Bercouli’s Lives.

Energy left his limbs and even his vision began to darken. He
no longer had any tactile sensation from the ice on his skin, let
alone the chill. He could only allow the paralyzing numbness
engulf his entire body.

Powerful as he was, even Bercouli would now have had the
strength needed to smash the ice prison sapped away from the
root; his red-hot skin visibly turning white, its color draining
away. The composure vanished from his manly facial features
for the first time since the battle began.

(Alicization Dividing, 117)