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"What the hell is going on here? What is all this nonsense?"
Kerin clutched his head, unable to comprehend the chaotic situation.
"It's hard to believe, but it seems that the Severing Sword and the Green King are the father and older sister of the Division Leader..."
Dorian's hands trembled as he watched the Severing Sword and the Green King emitting a fierce Fighting Spirit.
"Raon..."
Burren bit his lip as he watched Raon push back the Two-Headed Demon.
—You don’t even stop in a situation like this, do you?
If he were in that situation, he would have mentally shattered like Sylvia, unable to do anything. But Raon wasn’t swayed by anger or despair. Instead, he quickly assessed the situation and thought of ways to save his father and sister. It was a level of calmness and determination that inspired respect.
“I want to help, but my role is already defined.”
The role of the Light Wind division was to firmly defend this wall so that Raon could focus solely on his fight against the Two-Headed Demon.
"Light Wind Division! Our battle is not over yet! Focus on defending the castle!"
Burren gave orders to the stunned Light Wind division as he annihilated the orcs climbing the collapsed wall.
"I know!"
Martha nodded as she took down five red demons at once. She bit her lip as she looked at Raon’s back.
‘That monster child…’
Raon had advised her that if she wanted to save her mother from the leader of the white blood religion, she should never lose her composure in any situation. Outwardly, she had agreed, but inwardly, she had comforted herself by thinking that anyone would get emotional in such a situation.
But even seeing her father and sister, who were believed to be dead, now as Eden’s lackeys, Raon didn’t lose his reason. He focused on what he could do in the current situation.
A bitter laugh escaped her, stunned by the situation.
‘So he practices what he preaches.’
Once again, she gained mental enlightenment through Raon. She even began to have hope that if that guy could save his father and sister, maybe she could save her mother too.
"Get lost, all of you!"
Martha focused on the battle on the wall while keeping her eyes fixed on Raon’s back, as if she would never forget him, even in death.
"Family..."
Runaan bit her lip as her gripped her Snow Flower tightly.
-It must hurt.
Raon cherishes his family more than anyone. Although he seems calm on the outside, right now, his inside must be filled with frustration and anxiety.
"Eh."
Runaan exhaled briefly and then nodded her head toward Martha.
"I’ll be back soon."
"What? Where are you going?"
"Down there."
Without waiting for Martha’s answer, she jumped fearlessly from the wall and approached Sylvia.
“It must be hard, but you have to fight.”
Runaan knelt in front of Sylvia and took her hand.
"...Runaan?"
"Raon told me that we must protect our family with our own hands."
These were the words that Raon had said to her when she was paralyzed by fear of Syria, unable to do anything. She looked into Sylvia’s eyes as she gave her the same advice that had encouraged her.
"If you don’t do it now, you might regret it later."
Runaan tilted her head, remembering her regret for not saving her older brother in time and the wounds etched on her parents’ bodies and hearts.
"That idiot is right."
Martha, who had followed Runaan without her realizing, looked down.
"You can’t do anything if you just sit there. If you want to save your family, you have to stand up yourself."
Martha also repeated Raon’s advice as she rubbed her chin.
"Mmm..."
Sylvia bit her lip as she looked at Runaan and Martha, who showed a much stronger resolve in their eyes than she did.
‘I’m ashamed…’
Runaan and Martha weren’t just giving textbook advice, they were giving sincere advice based on the pain they had actually felt. If she couldn’t understand the hearts of those children, she had no right to be a mother.
"Thank you."
Sylvia bowed her head to Runaan and Martha. She stood up, grabbing her sword with trembling arms.
"As you said, I must protect my family myself."
With a slight smile, she charged toward the Severing Sword who was fighting Rimmer.
-Edgar!
Sylvia unleashed an Astral Ring toward the Severing Sword as she let out a roar that sounded like a reprimand.
"Chatterbox! Wake up!"
* * *
"Damn it."
Raon frowned as he watched the Heavenly Drive and the Blade of Requiem, their flames and frost diminishing. He had wanted to behead the Two-Headed Demon before the Divine-Demonic Harmony expired, but in the end, the Divine Sword and the Demon Sword disappeared before he could break the demon’s club. The ground rumbled.
The Two-Headed Demon didn’t miss the opportunity when the pressure weakened and wielded his club to push Raon back.
"Haha..."
He exhaled forcefully, wiping the cold sweat running down his neck.
—That was a little dangerous this time, wasn’t it?
The Two-Headed Demon smiled awkwardly, as if Raon had exceeded his expectations.
"Not just this time. You’ll die today."
Raon sheathed the Blade of Requiem and held the Heavenly Drive at mid-level. He cooled his head as he let his heart boil with anger.
"I can’t lose my composure."
There were still some things that didn’t add up. The Two-Headed Demon seemed nervous, his fingertips were trembling, but he was undoubtedly hiding secrets. Although he was so furious that he felt sick, Raon had to maintain his composure.
‘However…’
It seemed like he couldn’t lose, no matter what. He felt as if the Fire Ring and the emotion of Wrath, normally opposing forces, were slightly harmonized. He felt like he could win against anyone. A booming sound echoed.
Raon ran to the left side of the Two-Headed Demon and swung the Heavenly Drive upward. Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation - Crimson Slash. Flames erupted from the sword, piercing space.
"Don’t underestimate me!"
The Two-Headed Demon gritted his teeth and brandished his wooden club. Despite the multiple cracks, it still contained a fierce Fighting Spirit. The Heavenly Drive erupted with flames that surpassed those of a Divine Sword, forcefully pushing back the Two-Headed Demon’s wooden club.
"What kind of human has this strength..."
The Two-Headed Demon’s eyes widened in disbelief at the ever-intensifying flames.
"You haven’t seen anything yet."
Raon leaned forward and channeled the power bestowed by Wrath into the Heavenly Drive. The strength of the Heavy Heaven Cannon, which incorporated the essence of light and heavy swords, doubled its power as it advanced.
"Puaj..."
The Two-Headed Demon imbued his wooden club with a fierce Fighting Spirit, but unable to withstand the Heavy Heaven Cannon, he was forced to retreat ten steps, leaving deep footprints in the plain. His eyes contracted in apparent pain.
"Argh!"
The Two-Headed Demon let out a bestial roar as he brandished his wooden club. With each rotation, the crimson Fighting Spirit swelled, forming a sphere as enormous as the sun.
"Die!"
The Two-Headed Demon, with bloodshot eyes, plunged the sphere of Fighting Spirit downward. It contained enough energy to destroy the entire plain. Raon, instead of dodging, advanced and raised the Heavenly Drive. Wrath Demon King’s Decisive Technique. Silver Moon Demon Sword.
The light of the silver moon bloomed on the white blade, tracing an elegant arc.
Although the sword technique seemed gentle, the blue flash that erupted from the blade shattered the sun-like Fighting Spirit and froze half of the wooden club. It was a technique unmatched with power beyond its beauty.
"Ah!"
The Two-Headed Demon staggered, flailing his arms and legs as if he were going to collapse. He seemed to have received a great impact. Raon traversed the frozen plain with his body and attacked the Two-Headed Demon directly.
"You don’t even need to breathe?!"
The Two-Headed Demon gritted his teeth and fired successive bursts of fierce Fighting Spirit at Raon’s head. With a piercing sound, Raon unleashed the Mystic Soul Sword technique with the Heavenly Drive, still cold from the Silver Moon Demon Sword. The righteous sword, imbued with a cold and eerie energy, pierced through the Fighting Spirit and severed the Two-Headed Demon’s collarbone. Blood spurted.
Blood gushed like a fountain from the Two-Headed Demon’s shoulder, which had already been severed once before.
"Tantrum."
Raon spat out the blood that had formed in his mouth and slowly caught his breath. Curiously, his body felt light even though his internal injuries hadn’t healed. Maybe because his Wrath and the Fire Ring weren’t interfering with each other, he felt like he could even perform sword techniques he hadn’t mastered yet.
"Damn it..."
The Two-Headed Demon’s jaw trembled, seemingly surprised that his attacks were completely ineffective.
"Why are you so surprised?"
Raon straightened his back. He looked at the Two-Headed Demon with bloodshot eyes and his lips curled into a mocking smile.
"This is just the beginning."
* * *
With a booming sound, the Two-Headed Demon blocked Raon’s sword blow, which was as heavy as a mountain, and curled his lips.
‘This guy is something really special, isn’t he?’
Monstrous physical abilities, unshakable mental strength, judgment that allowed him to remain calm in any situation, and even the talent to grow stronger while fighting. He seemed like a vessel created by the heavens to become the ultimate martial artist.
‘Of course, that unshakable soul is unnecessary.’
When someone wears the Eden helmet, the original soul dies, leaving only the monster’s mind. Of course, if The Fallen carries out another strange experiment, who knows, but even he wouldn’t preserve Raon Zieghart’s soul.
"Puaj..."
The Two-Headed Demon frowned at Raon’s sword blow that easily pierced through his Fighting Spirit and severed his waist, but inside, he was still smiling.
—Not yet. Come closer.
He could kill Raon right now if he wanted, but to obtain that body, the body of a martial god, he needed patience. The opportunity would come when that guy, in his excitement, crossed the line while showing off his power.
‘What kind of monster will be born?’
He couldn’t wait to see what expression Glenn would make when Raon, wearing “that helmet” that was recently created, attacked Zieghart.
Sweat began to run all over his body from anticipation and excitement.
‘This is going to be interesting.’
The Two-Headed Demon licked his lips as he resisted Raon’s increasingly fierce sword attacks. His eyes moistened with red desire.
* * *
The Heavenly Drive, cutting through the air with ferocity, collided head-on with the Two-Headed Demon’s wooden club. With a booming thunder, the competing Aura and Fighting Spirit created dark red waves in the sky and on the ground. The surface of the earth overturned, and the monsters on it were pulverized and scattered. A deafening sound echoed.
Raon ignored the shockwave and executed the Steps of Supreme Harmony.
Before the sound could be heard, the Heavenly Drive had already severed the Two-Headed Demon’s thigh, who hadn’t recovered his stance yet.
"Argh!"
The Two-Headed Demon brandished his wooden club violently. His expression, which had always been filled with composure and mockery, began to distort. With a piercing sound, Raon deflected the wooden club with the Blizzard Sword Technique and then aimed at the Two-Headed Demon’s neck with the Fangs of Madness. The two sword techniques, which had been as incompatible as water and oil, were now perfectly connected.
With a sharp whistle, the Two-Headed Demon, true to his status as a Grandmaster, slightly tilted his helmet to avoid getting his neck cut.
‘As expected, it’s not easy. However…’
A sense of euphoria was rising. The emotion of Wrath, which had previously felt like he was wearing clothes that didn’t fit, now seemed to be becoming his own.
-Why do you think Wrath is yours? I just lent it to you! No, it’s a loan!
Wrath’s eyes trembled as if he were facing an incomprehensible situation. Judging by his reaction, it was clear that Raon was using Wrath correctly.
"Get lost!"
The Two-Headed Demon roared as he lowered his wooden club. It seemed that he had also increased his power, with the quality and quantity of his Fighting Spirit more than doubled. With a sharp sound, Raon wielded the Heavenly Drive like silk, simultaneously using the Fire Ring and Wrath. Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation - Heavenly Drive. Golden Flame Dance.
The flames that erupted from the sword took the form of iron chains, wrapping around the Two-Headed Demon’s Fighting Spirit.
With a roar, the flame prison incinerated the Two-Headed Demon’s energy as if it had never existed, then disappeared.
-Stop using these damn techniques!
The Two-Headed Demon quickly retreated, seemingly nervous because his prepared martial arts were erased without achieving anything. Even as he fled, he used monsters to block the way. With a sharp sound, Raon bent at the waist and executed the Steps of Supreme Harmony. He pursued the Two-Headed Demon, dispersing the Fire Spirit to incinerate the surrounding monsters.
"You’re a leech!!"
The Two-Headed Demon cursed as he fled, knocking down the Fighting Spirit he had gathered. The wave of Fighting Spirit from his club was so powerful that the earth crumbled and space itself twisted. With a piercing sound, even though it would have been right to dodge or retreat, Raon advanced even faster, pushing forward with the Heavenly Drive. Raon’s Zieghart-style swordsmanship.
Seventh Form: Void Slash.
A slash that pierced through the blink of an eye cleaved the red-soaked wave of Fighting Spirit and bared its sharp teeth toward the Two-Headed Demon’s wooden club. With a loud crack, the Two-Headed Demon’s wooden club finally snapped in half.
This legendary weapon, imbued with the Willpower to be unbreakable by any sword, had knelt before the edge of the Heavenly Drive.
Between the fallen halves of the broken club, the Two-Headed Demon’s surprised and wide-eyed expression could be seen.
‘Now!’
Raon used the Steps of Supreme Harmony at its peak. As his vision narrowed and he felt the earth receding, he executed the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation - Heavenly Spin. At that moment, the corners of the Two-Headed Demon’s mouth curved into a long smile.
"You’ve come along nicely."
With a chilling voice, something rose from behind the Two-Headed Demon. With a booming sound, it was a sturdy man wearing the second Etin helmet. He brandished the great sword in his hand toward the back of Raon’s head. It was a natural sword blow, as if he had predicted this moment from the beginning. A sigh escaped him.
Raon inhaled as he felt the great sword falling toward his head.
A sense of unease. Unlike Etin, who used two heads and two weapons, the Two-Headed Demon had wielded only one weapon with one body. His mere existence had been a source of unease. From the moment the identities of the Green King and the Severing Sword were revealed, he hadn’t let go of that unease and doubt.
Thinking that the Two-Headed Demon must have other intentions, he continuously kept a cool head.
With a resounding sound, that composure gave Raon a moment of time. With a roar, the Fire Ring resonated as if it were going to break, and the blue emotion of Wrath ran through his entire mana circuit. With a booming beat, his heart pounded like a drum in the high mountains, opening a door to the world of mental images. He exhaled deeply.
Memories like scorching burns emerged in his mind.
As if it were a flashback, memories of the past passed by like a panorama, seeking a way to overcome this crisis. Raon examined countless sword techniques and swordsmen before stopping his gaze.
‘I found it.’
He saw the only way to escape the immediate situation where his head could be crushed. It was something that would have been absolutely impossible before, but now it seemed achievable. With a resounding sound, eight Fire Rings spun at their peak, naturally merging the Snow Flower Absorption and Snow Flower Absorption Spear mantras.
The moment the flow of this new martial art was engraved in the mental world, the Blade of Requiem, which had been sheathed at his waist, was unsheathed.
With a piercing sound, the red blade burning with demonic energy traced the trajectory of the Demon-Charging Heart technique of the Mystic Soul Sword, perfectly deflecting the second Two-Headed Demon’s great sword. The Sword Control technique of the leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, which remained in his mental image, had manifested through Raon’s willpower. A booming sound echoed.
The eyes of both Two-Headed Demons widened as if they were going to pop open at the sight of the great sword being thrown to the ground by the Blade of Requiem.
With a sharp sound, Raon endured a terrible headache and the scattered rotating flames from the edge of the Heavenly Path. With a booming thunder, the flame-wrapped sword cut deeply into the Two-Headed Demon’s chest, spraying crimson blood. The war on the plain and the walls of the castle momentarily stopped at the impossible mystery that Raon had revealed. And then.
A very faint light emerged from the Severing Sword’s dark eyes.
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