Raon closed his eyes while moving towards the merchant city of Cameloon.
âSeven stars make a huge difference.â
His auraâs recovery speed had become at least twice as fast as before with the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and Glacier reaching seven stars.
He wasnât using the Supreme Harmony Steps, but he was getting more aura than what he was spending while going all-out on footwork.
âI should focus on recovery rather than speed since the fight isnât over yet.â
The Holy Sword Alliance master and the White Blood Religionâs leader were stopped by the leaders of the Five Divine Orders, but they still had many subordinates. Since they could decide to follow at any moment, it was necessary to get ready for battle. freeweÉnovel.cĂžm
Raon was getting used to the growth of his body and traits while maintaining his movement speed when Wrath suddenly popped up from the ice flower bracelet.
Hey.
Raon could understand why Wrath had emerged. He was definitely going to ask him to increase the speed because he wanted to have some ice cream.
Increase your speed right now.
âWait a little. I have a lot to check right now.â
Raon smiled because he was saying exactly what he was anticipating, but Wrathâs expression hardened without the slightest sign of playfulness.
âŠIs he just passing by? No, thereâs no way he would. He knew about it from the beginning. We are going to encounter him soon.
Wrath murmured some incomprehensible things while looking up at the dark sky.
âWrath?â
Exert all of your energy to run as fast as you can. You are going to regret it if you donât.
He closed his mouth and pointed in the direction of their destination with his finger. It was slightly west of Cameloon.
Raon nodded heavily upon seeing Wrathâs emotionless eyes.
ââŠGot it.â
Wrath was often unable to read the mood, but he was extremely serious when it was necessary.
Considering what he said, something mustâve happened to those whoâd escaped before him.
âHuffâŠâ
Raon exhaled the impure energy and stomped on the ground powerfully. The seven-star Ten Thousand Flames Cultivationâs heat was condensed in the mana circuits of his feet and thighs, adding a frightening amount of explosive speed to the Supreme Harmony Steps.
His vision had even turned dark from the drastic acceleration.
Rumble!
The aura heâd worked so hard to accumulate was being drained rapidly, but he kept running in the direction Wrath had pointed while believing in him.
âAhâŠâ
It didnât even take a minute of running before Raon looked up to the sky with trembling lips.
âWh-what is thatâŠ?â
A huge amount of demonic energy was soaring from a nearby location. The energy wave was even more powerful than that of a Grandmaster. A monster that had reached heaven was revealing himself.
âIs he from the Black Tower?â
No one outside the Demon Reception Society and the Black Tower had that much demonic energy.
Since there was no way the Demon Reception Society would suddenly make its appearance after failing to appear for dozens of years, it was definitely a demonized human from the Black Tower.
âAnd the fact that a transcended monster of the Black Tower is here meansâŠâ
Raon bit his trembling lip.
âThat the towerâs vice master is here.â
There were two transcenders in the Black Tower, the towerâs master and the vice master. Since there was no reason for the towerâs master to come all the way to Cameloon, he mustâve been the vice master Orgos, looking for Raon, who used to be in Banneret.
âDamn it.â
He furrowed his brow while looking at Wrath.
âI can understand why you told me to go faster.â
He couldnât exactly sense it because of Orgosâs massive amount of demonic energy, but it was obvious who would be there. The Light Wind division, the warriors from the neutral factions, and the civilians wouldâve been discovered.
You should be able to tell since you felt it. You canât win against him in your current state. Are you going to run away?
Wrath met Raonâs eyes with a serious gaze, asking for his course of action.
âRun?â
Raon laughed coldly while looking into Wrathâs sky-blue pupils.
âDo you think Iâd run away after all I did to raise them?â
The option of running away didnât even exist in his mind. There was only one thing he was thinking about. He was trying to devise a plan to rescue the people over there.
Thud!
Raon used Supreme Harmonyâs second step and left a deep footprint on the snow-covered land. There wasnât the slightest hesitation in his advance towards the storming demonic energy.
* * *
Crack!
The martial arts of the transcenders in Banneret severed heaven and earth, and a dimension of darkness emerged.
All kinds of fissures appeared in the sky, which looked like a tattered outfit patched with fabric, and a huge tremor occurredâputting the entire city on the verge of collapse.
The transcenders were narrowing their eyes at each other, but they suddenly looked to the north as if theyâd previously promised to do so.
âHmmâŠâ
The Holy Sword Alliance master pulled up his sleeve and stroked his beardless chin.
âThey are blatantly showing themselves. That energy must be from the Black Tower.â
He licked his lips as if he had found a new toy.
âOrgosâŠâ
The Thespian Emperor noticed the source of the demonic energy and furrowed her brow. She was showing her true emotions for the first time after the start of the battle.
âWhy is he even here?â
Orgos hadnât appeared when she read the heavenâs flow about the incident. Her fingertips trembled because his appearance was completely unexpected to her.
âDonât tell me⊠Is it because of Raon Zieghart once again?â
No, she was sure it was him. His existence mustâve altered heavenâs flow once again.
âOrgos, thatâs the Black Towerâs vice master.â
The Holy Sword Alliance master immediately lost interest once he realized the energy didnât belong to a swordsman and made his dark sword float into the air.
âLetâs leave them alone and resume the fight.â
He bobbed his finger towards the Demonblade and the Queen of Swords while murmuring that the fun shouldnât be ruined.
Sheryl and Rimmer noticed the anomaly at north soon after the transcenders sensed the demonic energy.
âTh-that direction, no wayâŠâ
âThatâs where the youngsters went.â
Rimmer and Sherylâs swords became distracted. They kept glancing backward without focusing on the fight even though they were fighting against the Master of the Wise Dragon Sword, an apostle, and the Floating Soul division.
âWhere are you looking?!â
âThe fight is over now.â
A brown flame dragon burst from the Master of Wise the Dragon Sword, and a colorless astral sphere emerged from the apostleâs hand.
The powerful assault skinned the land and the buildings collapsed around them.
Whaaam!
Rimmer and Sheryl poured all their energies into their swords upon seeing the powerful energy approaching them.
A brilliant light flashed out from Sherylâs Black and White Twin Swords to sever the light and darkness while crimson lightning and wind were glimmering from Rimmerâs sword.
They didnât use those condensed energies for the clash. They unleashed a flexible sword art towards the energies rushing towards them.
The blades were bent, and they used the rebound to kick the ground in the opposite direction. Theyâd gained momentum with the opponentsâ attacks to run towards the rampart.
âHeavenly Blade division, disperse! Return to the house as fast as possible!â
Sheryl dispersed the Heavenly Blade division, who wouldnât be too helpful in that situation, to distract the enemies and went over the ramparts.
âThey should be fine, right?â
She lowered her eyebrows slightly and looked at Rimmer.
âI donât know, but we need to go.â
Rimmer tightly bit his lip, after glancing back at the Master of the Wise Dragon Sword, who was dumbfounded.
âDamn itâŠâ
His heart was shouting at him to return right away to cut his head and avenge them.
However, it was time to think about the living instead of the deceased.
âIâll take revenge even if I have to die in return. Wait a bit longer.â
Rimmer accelerated while making that promise, and lights of seven different colors sparkled from the sky as Merlin appeared. The chin part of her mask had shattered.
âRaon!â
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Merlin wrapped herself in multiple layers of amplification magic and flew towards Cameloon like a ray of light.
âDamn it!â
The White Blood Religionâs leader ground her teeth. She swatted her ebony hair back and started running towards the north.
âWhere are you going?!â
The Demon Slaying Spear chased after her on his red horse, asking her to continue the unfinished fight.
âHmmâŠâ
The Holy Sword Alliance master narrowed his eyes while stroking the dark swordâs hilt.
âAre they going after Raon Zieghart?â
It looked like everyone whoâd left was trying to save Raon Zieghart and the Light Wind division.
âHe even made that vampire take action. Is he her new vessel or something?â
The Holy Sword Alliance master made his dark sword float into the air and extended his aura perception toward the north. Cloud wasnât dead, but he was about to be crippled, and Raon was nowhere to be found. There were many incinerated corpses around, and they mustâve been slain while trying to kill Raon.
âHe managed to defeat Cloud and even killed assassins.â
Raonâs talent and the actions of those who tried to save him piqued his interest.
âKellin, take care of Cloud.â
The Holy Sword Alliance master issued an order to the Floating Soul division and mounted his dark sword.
âIâm getting a spoil of war real quick.â
He casually waved his hand and flew to the north while riding the dark sword. His speed was on a whole different level from footwork. A tremendous wave was spreading around him.
âWhere are you going?!â
ââŠâŠâ
The Demonblade barked while the Queen of Swords quietly bit her lip.
âHaaâŠâ
The Thespian Emperor sighed and pressed her temple.
âThat damned bastard, how long is he planning to disturb my plans?â
If the situation ended with that, she would get the result she wanted⊠but she had a feeling that there was more to come.
âWhat should I do?â
It would be dangerous if Orgos killed Raon and the Light Wind division at Cameloon before attacking the Five Divine Orders, but Balkar and Owen were present nearby.
Since their reinforcements should be coming, it could be a better decision to head that way.
âWe should go too.â
The Thespian Emperor made up her mind and gestured with her hand towards the Queen of Swords and the Demonblade.
âI need to see whatâs happening with my own eyes.â
* * *
* * *
Dorian was leaning his back against a boulder. He couldnât even stand without doing so.
He wasnât even feeling the pain anymore, and he was just fixated on lasting longer.
âHaaâŠâ
He forcibly raised his head. He could see Orgos tilting his chin.
He already had a repulsive appearance, but he looked even more frightening. The nerves could be seen in his white eyes, and he skimmed through the Light Wind division before being fixated on Dorian, who was behind everyone else.
Dorian once again felt that he wasnât a human or a monster. He was a natural disaster. It was impossible for the Light Wind division to deal with him.
Whir!
All Orgos did was meet his gaze, but Dorian floated into the air in a natural manner.
âDorian!â
âStop.â
âYou bastard!
âLook at me!â
The Light Wind division activated the sword formation and tried to attack Orgos, but the demonized humans emerged from the shadows and blocked their path.
âDamn itâŠâ
Burren violently ground his teeth while gripping his pierced shoulder. The vice master alone was unbearable enough, but even the demonized humans were powerful.
It was all over. That thought came to his mind, but he forced himself to shake his head.
Orgos was only looking at Dorian without even paying attention to the others.
âIâll let you live if you tell me the truth now. Who are you?â
His lips twisted into a smile, interested in Dorian because he was the first one to call himself Raon.
âI-I told you. I am Raon Zieghart.â
Dorian kept claiming to be Raon even though his face had turned completely pale from the pain.
âIt was a good idea to not kill you right away.â
Orgos moved his index finger, and Dorianâs left leg twisted.
âAaaah!â
Screaming was the only thing Dorian could do because floating in the air left him unable to move his limbs.
âDorian!â
âYou son of a bitch!â
âIâll kill you!â
The Light Wind division couldnât bear it anymore and charged at the demonized humans who were blocking their path.
The clash between auras and demonic energy caused dangerous sparks on the white land.
Burren spat out the blood stagnating in his mouth and looked back to the people behind him.
âRun away, everyone! We are going to buy time here!â
He was still caring for the civilians and the neutral factions despite the situation, and he shouted for them to quickly run away.
âAhâŠâ
âI want to leave, but my feetâŠâ
âM-my body wonât move.â
Unlike the Light Wind division, whose anger had brought them to a resolution, the people from the neutral factions and the civilians couldnât move an inch because of Orgosâs overwhelming pressure.
âWho are you?â
Orgos sneered at Burren and the Light Wind division and asked Dorian the same question once again.
âOl-old man, are your ears clogged just like your eyeballsâŠ?â
Dorianâs lips trembled as he looked into thin air. It looked like he didnât even have the strength left to look at Orgos.
ââŠI am Raon. I am the White Sword Dragon, Raon Zieghart.â
âI see.â
Argos casually snapped his fingers. Along with the tremendous noise of an exploding rubber ball, a dark hole was created in Dorianâs abdomen.
âAckâŠâ
Dorian couldnât even scream anymore and fell to the ground while coughing up blood and saliva.
âYour bond is stronger than I thought.â
Orgos gestured with his hand, and the blood stopped gushing from Dorianâs stomach.
âHeâs slain a significant number of my subordinates.â
An evil smile appeared on his lips.
âIt will be fun to burn you up while heâs watching.â
âYou old monster! Look at me! Stop bullying the weak and attack me!â
Burren stepped up while pounding his chest.
âIâm the one you should be looking atâŠâ
âI donât like your eyes.â
âWhat?â
Orgosâs lips briskly dropped, and an explosion occurred from Burrenâs right eye.
âAaaah!â
Burren fell to his knee while covering his bleeding eye.
ââŠâŠâ
The next up was Runaan. She stepped forward while forcing herself to block the bleeding from her stomach. There was no trace of fear in her purple eyes as she stood with her cherished blade, Snow Flower, in her hand.
âIâm the next.â
âDonât be so hasty. I have no intention of granting you a painless death.â
Orgos rotated his finger without even looking at Runaan.
âDie while regretting being related to Raon Zieghart.â
âAhâŠâ
Runaan faltered and collapsed to the right. Her right thigh was severely torn apart, as if it had been gnawed off by a ferocious beast.
âHuaaah!â
Mark Goetten had slain a demonized human to get out of the encirclement and dashed at Orgos while roaring. He wasnât thinking that he could win at all. He simply dashed forward with a broken saber in his hand, intending to protect the others.
âFearless eyes. I donât like them.â
Orgos snapped his fingers with twisted lips, and a blue flame burst from Mark Goettenâs uniform.
Whap!
The small flame burnt the Light Wind divisionâs uniform in no time and reached his shoulder. The burning sound of flesh could be heard, but Mark Goetten didnât stop his advance.
âYou mustâve heard, but the azure flame canât be extinguished.â
Argos shook his head, and the flame burning Mark Goettenâs shoulder amplified in an instant to engulf his arm.
âKuhâŠâ
Mark Goettenâs footsteps slowly came to a halt. He couldnât withstand the pain in the end and fell to his knees on the bloody ground.
Orgosâs lips rolled into a smile as he looked down upon the Light Wind division, whoâd fallen back into the pit of despair.
âYes, I like those eyes. The bond between humans is bound to perish like a sandcastle in the face of fear. Raon Zieghart isâŠâ
He stopped speaking, and the scene of the Light Wind division slowly standing back up was reflected in his white eyes.
Dorian stood back up while holding onto the sword that heâd slammed into the ground with his broken arm, Burrenâs empty eyes were emanating an even more intense pressure than before, and Runaan raised her purple eyes while freezing the injury on her leg.
Even Mark Goetten stood back up amid the burning pain of his body and raised his broken saber.
They werenât claiming to be Raon Zieghart anymore, but their pressures and wills were even more indomitable than before.
âSeriouslyâŠâ
Orgos furrowed his brow for the first time.
âI donât like you at all.â
He raised his hand with extremely murderous eyes. It looked like he forgot about killing them while Raon watched.
An azure flame far bigger than the one that burnt Mark Goettenâs arm was set ablaze into the air.
âTurn into ash.â
Orgos was about to spread the azure flame at the Light Wind division when a dark dagger flew towards his temple.
Crack!
The throwing dagger was crushed before it could reach Orgos, but it managed to distract him for an instant.
During the short time when the azure flameâs trajectory was altered, a silver-white wall of frost surged up in front of the Light Wind division. The transparency could even be described as sacred.
Whaam!
Even though the azure flame was supposed to incinerate anything in the world, it was unable to break through the wall of frost and disappeared while turning only the surroundings into ashes.
âTh-this wallâŠâ
Dorianâs lips trembled as he looked at the wall of ice surrounding the Light Wind division. It was the same wall that had saved countless peopleâs lives at House Arianne. It was Raonâs technique, the one that he would never forget.
âYou are lateâŠâ
Orgosâs gaze was directed above the wall. His lips curved into a twisted smile.
âRaon Zieghart.â