Titan spirits were not so easy to kill.
To be precise, even with a sword in hand, it was difficult to pierce the spiritual bodies of these super-beings, who had long since surpassed mortal imagination.
Even for someone like Dick, who had reached the final step of demigodhood, killing a titan spirit was quite difficult. He had once spoken with the Creator about the form in which titans existed. According to Eonar, a titan's body and soul were not actually connected one hundred percent.
They were more like two separate entities. A titan spirit was already self-contained, while a titan's body was more like Dick's Order Angel Avatar-an outer shell, a weapon, a vessel that existed solely to carry the titan spirit. With that vessel, they were complete, but without it, they would not die.
That was also why Norgannon had been able to gather the titans' souls through special means after Sargeras split Neharan, the Land of Peace, with a single stroke. The titan spirit was actually a titan's true self. Once a soul became powerful enough, a body was no longer necessary to sustain its existence.
"Killing you... really is difficult."
Dick watched the lightsaber of order in his hand rapidly dissipate under the erosion of the gray mist, gaining an even deeper understanding of the strength of a titan's soul. With a soul this resilient, even dying would not be easy.
Provoked by order, chaos surged more violently within Aggramar's body. Looking at those eyes, now completely black, Dick had no more time to think. He drew back both hands, then drove them into Aggramar's body like claws.
Their spiritual bodies merged, as though their physical bodies had begun to fuse. Dick's figure faded in midair like a light being switched off, melting into flowing energy that