N/T: Translation made by our friend 'Irving'. A big round of applause for him :)
Chapter 717
On a hill that soared like the horns of a buffalo, the Sword Demon, Rector, watched the war between Zieghart and the South-North Union with a heavy groan.
"Raon..."
He couldn't take his eyes off Raon, who was standing next to Glenn, his lips trembling dryly.
“Master!”
Mustan lowered the binocular he had been holding to his right eye and approached Rector.
“Is that person really Sir Raon? I can’t believe it even after seeing it with my own eyes!”
He gasped, unable to believe that Raon had saved Glenn.
“Yes. It is…”
Rector, unable to take his eyes off Raon, clutched his chest, which was pounding violently.
“It’s Raon. The boy has returned.”
Only Raon could exude such a mysterious yet bold energy. The grandson, who was believed to be dead, had returned stronger.
“Haa…”
Rector placed his hand on the ground. His legs gave out, and he couldn't stay standing.
‘Thank goodness.’
He had stayed in this battlefield to save Sylvia, never imagining he would see Raon again.
Seeing the boy alive and well made even the stabbing pain in his mind subside.
Especially, seeing his grandson, standing confidently after saving Glenn Zieghart from the ambush of a Transcender, stirred his heart that seemed already dead.
'Should I say it's a shame...'
He had the absurd thought that he wished Raon had saved him instead of Glenn.
‘But no, that’s not right.’
Rector let out a hollow laugh and shook his head.
“Master. What will you do?”
“For now, we watch.”
In the Six Kings, there were Zieghart, Owen, Balkar, and the Beast Union, while the Five Demons had the South-North Union, Eden, and the White Blood Religion.
He couldn't accurately gauge the strength of the man wearing the blue dragon helmet, but with the elf from Seipia and two Spirit Kings by Raon's side, they would never lose.
‘Still, just in case, it’s better to stay a bit closer.’
Deciding to descend the hill to rescue Raon if he was in danger, Rector made up his mind.
“Since he’ll be here soon, let’s go down to the river.”
“Understood.”
Mustan nodded and gestured to the subordinates behind him.
“Raon.”
Rector, clenched his fist, vowing never to lose Raon again, and fixed his gaze on him.
“Thank you for coming back.”
* * *
With Raon's shout as the catalyst, the halted war resumed.
The first to move were Ogram and the warriors of the Beast Union.
“Follow me!”
Ogram leaped down to the right harbor. Despite the difficult situation of facing the First Apostle, he charged relentlessly towards the White Blood Religion.
Boom Boom!
Ogram’s colorless fist exploded, simultaneously blowing off the heads of five White Blood fanatics.
"You mosquito bitch."
He stood in front of the White Blood Religion’s leader with a chilling smile.
“Did my blood taste good?”
“Yes. It was quite sweet.”
The White Blood Religion’s leader smacked her lips while staring at Ogram’s neck.
"Thanks to you, I’ve gained enough power to crush you easily, even before you lost your strength."
She nodded, saying it was exhilarating.
“Alright. Come at me!”
Ogram beckoned her to attack with his fingers.
“You’ll die, though? I don’t need your blood anymore.”
The White Blood Religion’s leader curled her red lips into a sneer.
"A warrior who inherited the blood of the beast does not fear death!" (but that mosquito is not a warrior, Sir)
As Ogram and his subordinates were about to charge, elegant hoofbeats were heard behind him.
Thud! Thud Thud!
The Silent Sword Sovereign, Lecross, and his silver knights stood beside Ogram.
“The White Blood Religion’s leader has become ridiculously strong.”
He frowned at the immense bloody energy emanating from the White Blood Religion’s leader.
"We'll need the Beast King's help."
Lecross raised the white sword hanging from the saddle and looked at Ogram.
Rather than saying he would help, Lecross smiled and asked for help to not hurt Ogram's pride.
“You are overly polite.”
Ogram chuckled and shook his head.
“Fine. The more hands, the better to kill a mosquito!”
He clenched his fist, glaring at the White Blood Religion’s leader.
"Do you think the two of you can handle me?"
The White Blood Religion’s leader scoffed as she brought her hands together, summoning a different form of blood god behind her.
GOOOOOOOO!
The size of the blood god swelled by half, with elongated arms and weapons, and a halo of pure white light formed behind it.
The immense surge of bloody energy seemed to create a white mist around them.
“Krrr…”
"Six Kings bastards!"
“Protect the leader!”
The advent of the new form of the Goddess of Blood Devouring Anguish ignited an even fiercer bloodlust in the eyes of the White Blood fanatics.
“Let’s go!”
Ogram roared, kicking off the ground. The colorless energy burning from his shoulder tore through the space.
“Charge.”
King Lecross led the charge. The clear energy emanating from his white sword formed a gigantic lance that shot out.
Kwaaang!
The clash between the White Blood Religion and the Beast Union, along with the Owen Kingdom, sent out a powerful wave that swept through the South-North Union headquarters.
While the White Blood Religion and the Beast Union clashed on the ground, Eden and Balkar were battling in the sky.
“Why don't you call the remaining two while you're at it?”
The Fallen narrowed his eyes as he looked at Chamber sucking on a lollipop.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Chamber tilted her witch's hat and twisted her lips.
“Knowing what you guys are up to, we wouldn't bring the remaining two. Are you crazy? Bringing everyone here?”
She snorted and looked away.
"The Holy Sword Alliance, fine, but the Black Tower holds a huge grudge against Raon and Zieghart because of the death of the Black Tower’s Demonic Monarch of Azure Flame (Orgos). The fact that they're not here means they're up to something else. Do you think we're insane to bring everyone here?"
Chamber waved her hand dismissively.
“The little Derus kid and the shut-in are guarding our base, so don’t worry.”
“This is truly a difficult war.”
The Fallen shook his head at Chamber. He scanned the chaotic battlefield and let out a short breath.
“This war will bring more harm than benefit.”
“This isn’t the time for such thoughts.”
Chamber sneered, spreading her hands.
Woooooong!
As if flipping an hourglass, the sky and ground reversed, causing the Fallen and Eden's executives to stand upside down.
“Stop worrying about gain and loss and worry about your life!”
As Chamber clasped her hands together, the compressed space began to crush the bodies of the Fallen and Eden’s executives, making it seem like their flesh would tear apart.
“Kuh…”
"Aaack!"
"Th-this is..."
When the executives of Eden couldn't escape from Chamber's magic and screamed, the Fallen snapped his fingers.
Snap!
As soon as the crisp sound echoed, the distorted space straightened, and the reversed world returned to its original state, bathed in a brilliant light.
"I've gotten quite used to your magic. It wasn't difficult to manipulate."
The Fallen shook his head, saying Chamber's magic was simple.
"What a coincidence. Same here."
As Chamber nodded her chin, the world began to rotate again in the direction she desired.
Woooom!
The sky and ground, caught between the two Transcenders, gradually darkened as if struggling under their power.
"Kill them."
"Kill them all!"
The Eden executives behind the Fallen and Chamber's magic divisions clashed within the distorted space.
After decades, the Six Kings and the Five Demons finally faced each other head-on.
* * *
Raon quickly surveyed the increasingly complex battlefield.
'The White Blood Religion’s leader has definitely gotten stronger.'
The leader of the White Blood Religion seemed to have fully absorbed all of Ogram's blood, exuding a much more intense bloody energy than before.
However, since Ogram and King Lecross were fighting together, it didn't seem like they would be overwhelmed.
'The Fallen and Chamber are evenly matched.'
The Fallen seemed slightly ahead, but there wasn't much difference between the two. They should be able to handle it without much difficulty.
'And here….'
Next to him was Glenn Zieghart, and in front of him were the leader of the South-North Union and Derus Robert.
All three were severely injured, so it wasn't a situation where one side could easily overwhelm the other.
'But….'
Raon looked up.
'We have the Spirit Kings here.'
Next to him were the Fire Spirit King Ifrit and the Water Spirit King Elaim. Thanks to the two Spirit Kings, they were in an unbeatable situation.
"Raon!"
Sylvia ran quickly and hugged him as if unaware they were in the middle of a war.
"Raon. Raon."
He could feel her shoulders trembling as if they might break.
Mom….
Wrath sniffled as he clung to Sylvia's head.
"I'm sorry."
Raon held Sylvia's shaking shoulders and bit his lip.
"It's okay. As long as you're alive, it's okay."
Sylvia lifted her shimmering eyes, grateful just to see him again.
"You bastard, what happened!"
Martha, on the verge of grabbing his collar, revealed her teeth with reddened eyes.
"Raon. Are you okay?"
Burren nodded, as if his return was all that mattered.
"Ugh…."
Runaan pouted, unable to express her emotions.
"Division leader!"
"Young master…."
Dorian and Yua also rubbed their reddened noses with sad expressions.
"We can catch up later."
Rimmer shook his head, standing in front of Raon.
"We need to finish this war first."
He shrugged his shoulders, looking happier than anyone.
"You're right."
Raon nodded and looked back at Derus and the South-North Union leader.
'The leader of the South-North Union is in worse condition.'
Derus was also severely injured, but his energy was still strong.
In contrast, the leader of the South-North Union was not only severely injured but also had greatly diminished energy, making him the easier target.
Raon planned to leave the South-North Union leader to Glenn and press Derus with the help of the Spirit Kings to make things easier.
"Ifrit."
Raon pointed at Derus Robert with his finger.
"Attack him."
"Leave it to me!"
Ifrit charged at Derus, spewing crimson flames from his hands.
"Lady Siyan, please assist as well."
"Ah, yes!"
Siyan nodded and moved toward Derus with Elaim.
Boom!
The energy of death emanating from Derus' sword clashed with Ifrit's crimson flames, creating a dark red wall in the air.
Hiss!
On the opposite side, the waves of the water drawn by the Water Spirit King Elaim blocked Derus' movement.
"Am I that popular?"
Derus fixed his gaze on Raon rather than the two Spirit Kings, curling his lips into a sneer.
'He's hiding something.'
His expression wasn't that of someone defeated. He clearly had another plan.
‘We need to be patient.’
Given that both he and Glenn were injured and exhausted, they needed to use the power of the Spirit Kings to force Derus to reveal his hidden cards.
'Whatever it is, we currently have the upper hand.'
As Raon suppressed his internal injuries and moved toward Derus, Glenn approached him.
"Raon. Come over here."
Glenn raised Heavenly Tremor, signaling for Raon to join him in attacking the leader of the South-North Union.
"Me too?"
"Yes. Follow me."
Glenn nodded and moved first. His body turned into a red ray of light.
Whoosh!
Following Glenn's back, Raon activated the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation. Red petals bloomed from his blade, covering the battlefield.
Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation: Thousand Flames.
Flame Spirit.
A dazzling and elegant storm of red flowers swept over Dranos’ entire body.
"This is nothing!"
Even though Dranos was severely injured, he erased the Flame Spirit in an instant, as expected of a Transcender.
Kwarurrrrung!
However, as the flower petals of the Flame Spirits subsided, a deeper red light burst from Glenn's heavenly Tremor.
Kwaaang!
Dranos, unable to withstand the power contained in Heavenly Tremor, fell to his knees on the river.
"Ugh…."
He leaned against his broken Sea Dragon Spear, coughing up blood.
"Mm…."
However, black blood also trickled from Glenn's lips. It seemed he had been internally injured even before the war started.
His internal injuries likely worsened when he forcibly twisted the direction of the Heavenly Blade and exposed himself to the energy of death.
"Let's keep going."
Glenn wiped the blood from his hand and struck down with an even thicker lightning bolt.
"Yes!"
Raon nodded and unleashed the Flame Dragon Art.
Hwaaaaa!
Dranos gripped the broken Sea Dragon Spear and assumed a defensive stance, but soon he was pushed back, coughing up blood.
"Kuhuhuhu…."
Dranos laughed eerily, his hand trembling as he held the Sea Dragon Spear.
“Looks like you’re itching to kill me. Fine. I’ll die for you!”
He shouted as he raised the Sea Dragon Spear.
Rumble!
A tremendous energy comparable to Glenn’s surged from him. The immense wave of energy caused the entire Rable River to erupt as if it were being overturned.
“He’s using his life force.” (vitality)
As Glenn said, Dranos was not just using his aura, he was also channeling his own life force into his spear. It was a desperate, final attempt to kill them even if it meant his own death.
“Raon.”
Glenn stepped forward, raising Heavenly Tremor.
“Have you mastered the tenth technique of the Azure Sky Sword?”
“Yes. I was able to grasp it this time.”
“Then use it. Follow my lead.”
Glenn nodded with pride and moved forward.
“Great Canal!”
The South-North Union leader gathered all his accumulated energy and hurled the Sea Dragon Spear.
The blue flaming energy replaced the broken spear blade, summoning a colossal water dragon that covered the entire river.
RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!
As the water dragon opened its dark jaw, ready to devour everything, a noble energy surged from Glenn’s Heavenly Tremor. A dark and heavy sky blocked the dragon’s ascent.
Zhaaaaaaa!
Raon’s Heavenly Drive contained a different sky from Glenn’s. It was an infinitely vast and unchanging blue sky.
The tenth technique of the Azure Sky Sword.
Azure Sky's Grand Elegance.
The different-colored skies drawn by Raon and Glenn, the grandfather and grandson, formed a mystical harmony, unfolding a majestic light.
KABOOOM!
The colossal water dragon, which even blocked the sky, was torn apart with its mouth wide open, and a red line appeared on the neck of the South-North Union standing behind it.
