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Raon gripped the Heavenly Drive tighter as he gazed at the cloudless night sky.
'Did I do it?'
Although Wrath had offered to help, he hadn't expected to trap The Fallen. Even now, it seemed like a dream he couldn't believe.
"Haha..."
He let out a long sigh and looked back. Hearing Rector, Sylvia, Edgar, Sia, Merlin, and Rimmer breathing, he pressed his lips tightly together.
"I'm glad I protected them."
Even while fighting The Fallen, he was more concerned about their safety than his own life. It seemed that these people had become more important to him than he had imagined.
"Thank you. I was able to survive today thanks to you."
Raon bowed his head slightly towards Wrath, who remained silent.
'Now I just need to get away before all the feathers on the Fire Ring disappear, right?'
He was worried that Rector and Sylvia's vitality was rapidly decreasing, but their presence there was even more dangerous. He needed to get as far away as possible before the rampage began.
-Not yet.
Wrath frowned and looked at the frozen white ground.
'What?'
-Just before our attack hit, that masked guy's energy suddenly amplified.
He shouted for them to concentrate, saying that the guy would surely survive. A huge light emerged from the cracks in the earth, turning into a golden beam that fell upon House Arianne.
'He's not aiming at me, but at them!'
Raon bit his lip and swung the Rotating Heaven repeatedly. Eight blades spinning fiercely shot out like meteors, erasing all the falling light.
"Ugh..."
Raon let out a soft groan as his fingertips trembled. Wrath still retained his energy, but his mind was crumbling under the increasingly powerful emotions of anger. He wouldn't be able to fight for long in this situation.
"And it's too dangerous there."
Up close, Sylvia and Rector's condition was more serious than he expected. If he didn't act immediately, their lives would be in danger.
'Damn it...'
Raon bit his tongue and approached Sylvia and Rector. As he tried to push back the demonic energy consuming their bodies with the Born Divinity of Darkness, the intertwined light and darkness in a spiral fell from the sky.
-Block it even if it kills you!
'I know!'
Raon extended the Heavenly Drive forward and unleashed the Heavy Sky Cannon. He drew the light and darkness that were trying to spread in all directions towards the sword's energy and made it explode. Then he froze even the aftermath of the explosion to prevent others from getting hurt before lowering the Heavenly Drive.
"The Fallen..."
When he looked up, he saw The Fallen floating in the sky with wings of light and darkness unfurled. The mouth part of the mask was soaked in black blood, countless scars bloomed on his chest as if barbed wire had been embedded in him, and his right arm was ripped off at the shoulder, spilling blood like a waterfall.
'Is this just the beginning...?'
Raon bit his lip. When The Fallen revealed his full power, those white and black wings unfurled. Although his wounds seemed serious, his aura seemed stronger, as if announcing that the real fight was about to begin.
-No, our attack definitely worked.
Wrath shook his head as he looked at The Fallen.
-That guy is also on the verge of death. Besides, he hasn't erased the soul wound that old man Nadine inflicted on him yet.
'Is that still there?'
-It's the soul, not the body. Even Transcendent Warriors can't easily recover from soul wounds.
He said there were enough chances to win and raised his fist.
-Alright. You said "our," so I have to trust you.
-What are you talking about?
You just said our attack worked. I really like that word "our."
Raon smiled slightly and nudged Wrath.
-What nonsense! This king didn't say such a thing!
Wrath shook his head with a flushed face.
-If you're going to say nonsense, concentrate on the fight!
-Alright. Let's talk when it's over.
Raon exhaled deeply and raised his head.
"What the!"
The Fallen slowly raised his hand to grasp his own mask.
"Kuhhahahahaha!"
He burst into maniacal laughter towards the sky, showing no anger or bewildered look.
-Yes, I understand now.
The Fallen twisted his lips as he lowered his golden eyes.
"Raon Zieghart. You were the final piece."
He let out a deep, rich exclamation, as if he had discovered a hidden jewel, with a bright smile on his face.
"The final piece?"
Raon frowned as he met The Fallen's golden eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"You already know. No, don't you know yet? Well, it hasn't manifested yet."
The Fallen chuckled, muttering incomprehensible words as if he had already lost his mind. It was disconcerting, as he hadn't lost his elegant demeanor even when Glenn threatened his life.
"It's not the time yet, but I can't help being greedy."
The Fallen licked his lips and stretched out his left hand. The condensed darkness in his palm began to suck Raon in like a black hole. Raon took a heavy stance. As he resisted the gravitational pull of the darkness with his body, he looked at Wrath.
'Did he realize your existence?'
-I don't know. And even if he did, it doesn't matter.
Wrath clenched his small fist, saying that he would fight to the end to protect his mother.
"Let's enjoy it a little longer."
The moment The Fallen smiled grotesquely, a golden radiance rose in the black sky. As he snapped his fingers, thin trajectories of light surrounding the radiance spread across the heavens and earth. He wasn't just aiming at himself, but at all the humans present.
Raon stepped back and summoned the Fire Spirit.
Thousands of ice flowers that bloomed around the sword turned into frost shards and enveloped The Fallen's light. The light and frost competed, scattering snowflakes in the air. Raon pierced the shockwave created by the collision of light and frost and unleashed the Thirty-Six Crimson Slashes.
The timeless sword technique that simultaneously struck thirty-six directions ran through The Fallen's entire body.
"I didn't invite you, but you're welcome."
Along with The Fallen's smile, a ring of darkness appeared that spun rapidly, pushing back the Thirty-Six Crimson Slashes in an instant. It was a nullification created by the gravitational pull of the darkness. However, his sword hadn't broken yet.
Raon tilted the top of his body forward and pushed the Mystical Soul Blade towards the ring of darkness where the impact of the Thirty-Six Crimson Slashes remained.
The push of the Mystical Soul Blade, establishing its own justice within the darkness, pierced the gravitational pull of the darkness and struck The Fallen.
"¡¡¡Kheuk!!!"
The Fallen coughed up black blood and staggered backward. A black hole opened in his abdomen, which he barely managed to cover, and blood began to sprout.
-What are you doing! You're not only exhausted, but that guy is also on the verge of death!
Wrath gritted his teeth and pointed at The Fallen, whose breathing had become ragged.
-The wounds from your attack combined with this king's still persist!
'I know!'
Raon shouted inwardly as he chased The Fallen.
"Jejeje!"
The Fallen curled his lips as if enjoying the pain and unleashed light and darkness successively. Raon employed the Cloudless Heaven of the Azure Sky Sword to press The Fallen and protect the people behind him. The sword technique imbued with elegant heaven pierced the light and darkness, carving a diagonal sword wound on The Fallen's chest.
This time, The Fallen transformed into light to avoid further damage. Raon, without looking at The Fallen, followed his aura and pulled out the Frost Snap. Two streams of sword energy shot out along the horizon and grazed The Fallen's shoulder and thigh when he appeared on the right.
The Fallen finally coughed up blood and fell to his knees.
"Well..."
But he nodded with a bright smile as if he couldn't feel the pain.
'Has he really gone crazy?'
Raon swallowed dryly as he looked at The Fallen smiling.
-No, it's not that.
The Fallen's eyes were clearly tinged with madness, but deep down, the light of desire shone. If he were truly insane, he wouldn't have that look in his eyes.
"Then it means he's aiming for something."
The Fallen's words were still incomprehensible, but he was clearly aiming for Raon.
«Now it's a battle of minds».
-Whatever it is, let's finish it quickly! There's no time left!
Wrath trembled, sweating coldly. As he said, the limit was approaching. Whether The Fallen died or he died, he had to end it here. Raon kicked the ground with his legs that had become as heavy as stone. As he stepped onto the Third Step of Supreme Harmony, he unleashed the Flame and Ice Unification.
Like a brush dipped in blue paint drawing blue waves on a canvas, the Heavenly Drive, imbued with Wrath's energy, caused an ice tsunami in the mortal world.
The massive wave of cold energy enveloped The Fallen's entire body. When The Fallen's wings simultaneously spread, spheres of light and darkness rose and began to forcefully suppress the cold energy of the Flame and Ice Unification.
'Now.'
Taking advantage of the moment when The Fallen and Flame and Ice Unification were locked in a struggle, Raon stepped onto Supreme Harmony Step. As he deployed the rapid footwork technique, the world narrowed and only The Fallen appeared in sight. *Chi-iiiiing!* Raon attacked with Crimson Slash towards The Fallen, who was extending his left hand. *Puer-eong!*
However, the Heavenly Drive's sword energy failed to penetrate The Fallen's heart. His right arm, which had suddenly grown back, was pushing back the Crimson Slash with darkness.
"Welcome."
The Fallen nodded slightly with a deep smile. The Heavenly Drive, finally repelled by the darkness, left Raon's hand and flew through the air.
"Our final piece."
He extended his hand towards Raon's neck, as if trying to subdue him rather than kill him.
-Step back!
'No.'
Raon didn't reject The Fallen's touch and stood still as if he had lost his strength.
-What are you doing!
"You said it yourself. To end this quickly."
Raon caught the celestial sword falling into its scabbard. The moment the silver sword was sheathed, a coldness that could freeze the world emanated from the dragon eyes engraved on the scabbard. It meant that the unsheathing technique was complete.
Raon took a stance as The Fallen's hand grabbed his neck. He gripped the sword hilt and channeled the icy energy rising from his toes to his waist and shoulders.
Raon Zieghart-style sword technique.
Eighth form: Extreme Slash.
The Heavenly Drive burst as if exploding, raising flames of frost. The sword, burning an intense blue at the peak of drawing techniques, pierced the light and darkness that The Fallen had raised and cut his neck.
"Ah..."
The Fallen's head fell as if he didn't realize he had been cut, still maintaining his smile.
"¡¡¡Kheuk!!!"
Raon coughed up black blood as he planted the Heavenly Drive on the ground. This was truly his limit. He had no strength to walk, let alone fight.
"As expected..."
The Fallen looked at Raon with trembling eyes.
"We... we will meet again that day..."
Even as his last breath left him, he revealed bright eyes of desire before sinking into the darkness rising from the earth.
"I... I protected them."
Raon turned his gaze and clutched his head, which was violently aching. He was more relieved that his family and comrades had survived than that he was still alive.
-Well done!
Wrath looked at Raon, exhaling empty air.
-To think you would use that scabbard in the end, really... Ah!
He seemed to realize it wasn't the time as he shook his head in admiration.
-Time! We don't have time! Let's hurry!
'I'm sorry...'
Raon bit his lip as he looked at the fallen people.
"I really have no strength."
His head was dizzy and his body stiff as a statue. He needed to provide emergency care to Sylvia and Rector, whose vitality was reaching its limit, and then leave far away, but he couldn't do either.
-Ugh...
Wrath also seemed lost, his lips trembling as he looked back and forth.
-For now, get as far away from here as you can! That's the top priority!
'Alright.'
As Raon crawled towards the forest on his knees, he felt a huge wave of mana in the sky. Looking up, he saw three enormous dragons spreading their wings as sharp as swords.
'Dragon Lord...'
The dragon towering in the center was the Dragon Lord, who only seemed to wreak havoc when it was unnecessary, and the Red and Blue Dragons beside him were also high-ranking dragons.
'Why now of all times...?'
It was truly the worst situation, for them to arrive just as Wrath's energy was getting stronger.
[Is this the Demon King's incarnation?!]
The Dragon Lord frowned as he looked at Raon.
I will annihilate you without leaving a trace!
The Dragon Lord and the two superior dragons opened their enormous jaws towards Raon. Light, flames, and frost erupted from their pitch-black throats, falling with intense murderous intent. Raon's jaw trembled as he looked at the dragons' breath filling the sky. He was trapped between a sword and a wall.
If he gave in to anger now, everyone here would die, and if he took those breaths, he would die.
He had no choice but to make an extreme decision.
-......
Wrath seemed to have calmed down. It seemed that he was leaving the decision to Raon.
«The decision was made long ago».
Raon pushed aside the anger that was gnawing at his mind, resonating the Fire Ring to the end.
"It's better if I die."
The values he had acquired in his second life were more valuable than his desire for revenge against Derus Robert. Even if he died, he didn't want to lose them.
'But...'
I will fall fighting. Raon raised his head, gritting his teeth. As he was about to launch himself by Heavenly Drive in a last effort against the three air currents falling as if the sky were collapsing, the air, no, the sky itself, split in two.
The Azure Sky Sword, embodying darkness and cold, there was only one person in this world who could wield that sword technique.
The sky that had held the dawn twisted, and the solitary moon rose distorted. Under the light of the deformed moon stood Glenn, enveloped in a black robe. Even the presence of the Dragon Lord, who ruled all dragons, crumbled like dry kindling before him.
[Glenn Zieghart...]
The Dragon Lord shouted, staring at Glenn.
[You dare to interfere again!]
He gritted his teeth, spitting out anger and bewilderment.
"You've done well."
Glenn didn't look at the Dragon Lord, but at Raon. He smiled gently at his grandson, who was coughing up black blood and had black horns sprouting from his forehead.
"Head... Head of House."
Raon's lips trembled as he collapsed in place. Seeing Glenn, all the tension in his body released, and he couldn't take it anymore.
[What are you doing?! He possesses the Demon King's power!]
"That..."
Glenn nodded his chin without even looking at the Dragon Lord.
"So what?"
[If you don't kill him now, you know the Demon King will descend!]
"Shut your mouth. I'll handle this myself."
He gestured with his hand as if telling them to leave immediately.
[Kuuk! Attack! We must kill him now!]
At the Dragon Lord's cry, the superior dragons raised their breath and magic again.
-I told you to shut up, didn't I?
The moment Glenn raised the Heavenly Tremor, the sky split, severing the necks of the superior dragons spitting out breath, and the Dragon Lord fell, coughing up blood.
"Don't block the sky of my children, imposters."
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