Just as Wrath was about to extend his hand towards the White Blood Religion's leader, Rimmer stepped up.
âKuhâŠâ
Rimmer didnât fall on his knees even though he was being crushed by the tremendous pressures coming from the transcenders.
âI have a question Iâd like to ask.â
He stood in front of Wrath confidently, a thin stream of blood flowing down his lips.
âShitty Ears.â
âSh-shitty Ears?â
âYou may ask.â
Wrath nodded, telling him to ask the question if he wanted.
âWhen you killed OrgosâŠâ
âOrgos?â
âThe man that you called the owner of a sloppy demonic energy. Did you happen to see a young human when you killed him? He has blond hair and red eyes.â
Rimmer was flustered from being called Shitty Ears, but he grasped the opportunity and described Raonâs appearance.
âHe has two swordsâa longsword and a dagger. And he was wearing black clothes.â
Sheryl came up next to Rimmer. She shared his burden and gave additional descriptions of his weapons.
They looked so desperate, to the point where they even needed a demon kingâs help.
HmmâŠ
Raon bit his lip tightly while looking at the desperation in Rimmer and Sherylâs eyes. He wanted to tell them to not worry about him and escape since he was alive, but he couldnât do so for their sake.
Wrath.
âHe knows.â
Wrath turned his gaze so slowly that it even felt boring, and eventually met Rimmer and Sherylâs eyes.
âThe King of Essence only took care of the ones who possessed that distasteful demonic energy. There were other humans in the boundary, but he didnât bother to deal with them.â
He shook his hand to tell them to go away before he continued.
âHe might have fallen into the dimensional rift, or he couldâve been transferred somewhere else.â
Good job.
That was the best acting Wrath couldâve done because it wouldâve been strange for a demon king, who even looked down upon transcenders, to pay attention to a mere Master.
âHmm, thank you.â
Rimmer and Sheryl nodded at Wrath before they went away.
âHow strange.â
However, it didnât work against the obsessed madwoman.
âI can smell Raonâs scent.â
After transforming so much, Merlin mustâve gained a dogâs sense of smell, because she kept sniffing while walking around Wrath.
Raon couldnât tell how it worked, but she seemed to use her nose to find him.
âI have a strong feeling that heâs nearby thouuuughâŠâ
âHmm.â
Wrathâs fingertips trembled as he saw Merlinâs eyes turning red and blue. He still seemed terrified by Merlinâs obsession.
Wrath, this isnât time for that.
âH-he knows.â
Wrath nodded and looked at the White Blood Religion's leader instead.
âHow long are you going to keep the King of Essence waiting?â
ââŠâŠâ
The White Blood Religion's leader raised her hands without any response. Transparent energy started to fill her hands.
They looked like beautiful bubbles, but the bloody energy concentrated in them was on a whole different level from before. An intense heat haze was rising around them.
âHmm.â
The Holy Sword Alliance master stepped back instead of doing anything.
His powerful pressure subsided, and his lips curved into the entertained smile of a spectator. Raon couldnât understand his mind at all.
Whir!
Wrathâs finger spread the energy of frost. Frost possessing a geometric trajectory similar to a magic circle landed on the ground and glowed in the dim light.
Step.
Wrath stepped over the light and advanced. His dignity didnât pale at all even though he was facing the White Blood Religion's leader and the Holy Sword Alliance master.
He lowered his hands and raised his chin, implying that she should attack whenever she wanted. Heâd said that he was going to show the dignity of a king, and Raon had to admit that he was heeding his words.
Raon was the one who was nervous instead as he observed the situation from behind Wrath.
I need to get something out of this.
The White Blood Religion's leaderâs energy wave became even more powerful than before, and the Holy Sword Alliance master was an extremely powerful swordsman who was rumored to match Glennâs prowess.
Even if Wrath ended up losing, it was going to be an intense battle. That was why Raon wanted to learn something from the fight.
âYou are being so arrogant when you are just a stranger in this land.â
The White Blood Religion's leader twisted her lips and separated her hands a shoulderâs width apart. The concentrated bloody energy became a single blade and floated like a manipulated sword.
âYou are barking for no reason.â
Wrath quietly shook his hand. His will dwelled in the wind, and the warriors around themâincluding Rimmer, Sheryl, and Merlinâwere pushed back.
It was an exceptionally refined method, making Grandmasters and transcenders pull back with a simple movement of his hand.
âHuhâŠâ
âPower isnât all he hasâŠâ
âSo, this is a demon kingâŠâ
The Thespian Emperor, the Demon Slaying Spear, and the Queen of Swords furrowed their brows upon feeling Wrathâs energy.
âSlapping this great oneâs cheek shall cost you dearly! You shall die!â
The Demonblade narrowed his eyes in a frightening manner, swearing that he would make him pay the price for slapping his cheek twice.
âAll of you are such cowards. If you arenât coming to himâŠâ
Wrath stabilized his fingers, which were trembling because of Merlin, and rolled his lips into a smile.
âThe King of Essence will go to you.â
Wrath declared, and his body became a ray of light at the same time. His body emerged in front of the Demonblade. He extended his hand at the same time as his reappearance.
Cring!
His attack, wrapped in the raging coldness of Devildom, was aimed at the Demonbladeâs neck.
âKuh!â
However, the Demonblade was even stronger than Orgos as a transcender.
He managed to react to Wrathâs attack and immediately created a sword barrier. Dark flame burst out and clashed against Wrathâs strike.
Crack!
The fog of frost engulfing Wrathâs hand had frozen the Demonbladeâs energy completely, even seeping into his blade.
âWhat the hell?!â
The Demonblade hurriedly stepped back and scattered the dark flames from his blade. The storming flames gathered around Wrath as if they were trying to lock him up.
âGet lost.â
Wrath shouted towards the dark flames rushing towards him from all directions as if he were giving an order.
Rumble!
His voice, incorporating the will of a demon king, manifested into reality. The Demonbladeâs flame subsided before it could burn a fiber of Wrathâs clothes.
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âIm-impossibleâŠâ
The Demonblade repeated exactly what Orgos had said with a trembling chin.
âThis canât be happening!â
He pierced the sky with his sword, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
The dark flames bursting from the blade encircled Wrath and unleashed hundreds of heat rays. Every single flame was a sword strike of the highest degree.
âHow shabby.â
Wrath sneered and shook his hand as if he were chasing away a fly. The wave of frost emerging from the back of his hand spread in a semi-circle like the morning dew on a leaf and froze every single one of the Demonbladeâs flames.
The dark flames locked inside the blue ice looked beautiful and frightening at the same time.
Rumble!
The frozen flames shattered into pieces before collapsing to the ground, and the Demonbladeâs expression was equally ruined.
Thud!
White frost was rising from the ground, and Wrath used his footwork. He appeared behind the Demonblade and violently extended his hand to grab his arm.
Crack!
The Demonbladeâs arm was completely pulled off, red blood scattering into the sky.
âAaaaah!â
âYou must be craving death to be so careless in front of the King of Essence.â
Wrath threw the Demonbladeâs arm on the ground and bared his white teeth.
HahâŠ
Raon gasped.
Is this the real way to use ice?
Raon had never even thought about freezing fire, but Wrath had literally shown it to him. He could understand why Wrath had continuously said that imagination was important.
However, the battle wasnât over yet, and the Demonblade wasnât the only enemy.
Whoosh!
The White Blood Religion's leader didnât miss the opportunity when the coldness was obstructing their vision, piercing into Wrathâs space and thrusting her sword of bloody energy.
Her lips twitched rapidly, and the blade multiplied into thousands to surround Wrath.
Cring!
Her power was on a whole different level from the Demonblade. The blades of bloody energy managed to pierce Wrathâs coldness and dug into him. Her martial art and sorcery displayed the true power of a transcender.
Whir!
The White Blood Religion's leader chanted rapidly once again, and the blades of bloody energy floating in the sky rained down towards Wrath.
They werenât falling at the same time. They were devouring the space available for escape by falling at different times.
âA decent performance.â
Wrath smiled arrogantly while looking at the transparent blades rushing towards him.
âHoweverâŠâ
His hand swept the air as if he were touching a crystal ball, and the shards of frost looked like they were stretching themselves as they condensed.
The blades of ice achieved the same variation and illusion as the White Blood Religion's leaderâs bloody blades and soared like a wave from the turbulent ocean.
Claaang!
The frontal clash between the ice and bloody energy resulted in a thundering noise that resounded throughout the night sky.
âKuhâŠâ
The White Blood Religion's leader furrowed her brow because of the extreme coldness, but Wrathâs eyes didnât show any sign of losing his composure, examining her as he pushed the land with his left foot.
The space folded horizontally, panic reflecting in the White Blood Religion's leaderâs eyes in front of his grasp.
âParasite.â
Wrath was about to grab the White Blood Religion's leaderâs ebony hair when a frightening energy appeared from his blind spot on the right.
âHeâs finally coming.â
The Holy Sword Alliance master was stabbing from the explosion even though heâd been staying back as if he werenât going to join the fight.
Crack!
There was no time to look back. Wrath rapidly unleashed his will. The alignment between his will and demonic energy created a huge wall of ice, surging from the ground to block the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs sword strike.
Clang!
However, the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs sword looked like it was solely focused on sharpness as it cut through the snowy wall and connected into a second strike.
Wrath extended his hand to both sides. His left hand incorporated a pulling force, and his right hand added a pushing force to the demonic energy.
The wave of frost spread around, resulting in the White Blood Religion's leaderâs body being pulled towards him while the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs attack was pushed back.
âHow dare you!â
The White Blood Religion's leader took the opportunity and extended her hand filled with bloody energy. The deadly bloody energy wavered from her grasp and advanced towards Wrathâs chest.
Pssh!
Wrathâs hand rose alongside the surface of the crescent moon. He easily deflected the White Blood Religion's leaderâs attack and covered her body and soul with shackles of ice.
On the other hand, he crushed the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs attack and made his sword hit the ground.
Crack!
It was a display of extreme prowess, capable of fending off the two transcendersâ attacks and counterattacking at the same time. However, the White Blood Religion's leader and the Holy Sword Alliance master werenât average transcenders.
Pssh!
The White Blood Religion's leader set the bloody energy from all over her body aflame to destroy the shackle of ice while the Holy Sword Alliance master moved to a direction where Wrathâs ice couldnât reach and swung his dark sword, which was covered in white frost.
Wrath entered the White Blood Religion's leaderâs distance as she tried to fortify her defense while being aware of the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs movement.
âTsk!â
The White Blood Religion's leader rapidly regained her breath and extended her foot. Her kick, polished to the extreme, was piercing towards his chest before he even had time to inhale.
Crack!
Translucent ice covered Wrathâs hand as he grabbed the White Blood Religion's leaderâs thigh. Powerful sparks appeared as the bloody energy and frost clashed against each other.
Cring!
Wrathâs hand was extended without hesitation amid the powerful sparks that could even devour a transcenderâs flesh. Just as he was about to grab the White Blood Religion's leaderâs neck, the Holy Sword Alliance master stabbed at him as if he'd been waiting for that moment.
Whir!
Wrath released the White Blood Religion's leaderâs leg and lowered his right hand above his left hand, cupping it like he was holding a crystal ball. Blue frost emerged from his hands, distorting the space.
Crack!
The space broke apart, and the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs sword stabbed thin air while the White Blood Religion's leaderâs kick hit the ground.
In the middle of the distorted space, Wrath aimed a punch at the White Blood Religion's leaderâs face.
Smaaack!
The White Blood Religion's leader managed to create a shield of bloody energy in that short time, but Wrathâs fist didnât stop. It was as if he didnât care about it as he smacked her head.
âHuh?!â
The Holy Sword Alliance master gasped while looking at the space where his sword had become distorted.
âYou are definitely skilled enough to be called the demon king.â
He nodded while looking at his sword, which was covered with ice.
âYou damned monster!â
The White Blood Religion's leader violently ground her teeth while wiping away the white blood flowing from her lips.
Whir!
She put her hands and her irritation together.
A white tidal wave emerged from the bloody land. The wave soaring into the sky looked like it was trying to devour the stars and immediately crashed towards Wrath. It was a combination of martial arts and sorcery. It was the power to turn illusion into reality.
âShatter.â
An auspicious light scattered from Wrathâs sky-blue pupils. He spoke casually while facing the majestic wave of bloody energy, his hands clasped behind his back.
Wham!
The demon kingâs voice resounded throughout the world once again, and the White Blood Religion's leaderâs wave of bloody energy shattered.
Divine words.
It was a mysterious technique that he used that consisted of incorporating his will into his voice.
Crack!
The bloody wave couldnât even leave a scratch on Wrath and subsided after completely melting the forest behind him.
âH-howâŠ?â
The White Blood Religion's leaderâs eyes widened. The situation was completely unimaginable for her.
The same thing happened earlierâŠ
Raon swallowed nervously while thinking about the wave and flame that were shattered from Wrathâs words.
âItâs called divine words.â
Wrath told him about what heâd done a moment ago in his mind.
Divine words?
âThe King of Essence told you before. It consists of adding oneâs will in oneâs voice to manifest them into reality.â
Is it similar to the magic of dragon words?
âThe lizards can do it instinctively, but others need an enlightenment to achieve it. Ah, we need to finish this quickly.â
He opened his hand while murmuring that he didnât have that much time.
âIâm going all-out to kill youâŠâ
The White Blood Religion's leader exhaled roughly and put her hands together. Her lips moved at an imperceptible speed, and the white light of daybreak burst from the night sky.
The blood god opened her eyes and crimson blood flowed down from her bloodshot eyes to soak the land.
That thingâŠ
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Raonâs eyes widened as he looked at the blood god.
âGained more arms!â
The blood god previously had forty-four arms during the fight against Glenn in the past, but it had forty-six now. As expected, the White Blood Religion's leader was also improving.
Whir!
Her lips moved at an extremely fast speed, and the evil malice covered the sky and human weapons surged from the Goddess of Blood Devouring Anguishâs forty-six arms.
Instead of stopping with that, she proceeded into a second chant. White flames burst from the forty-six weapons that the blood god was holding. It was the secret technique of the Goddess of Blood Devouring Anguish, Blood Infusion.
âIâm also going to deploy a decent amount of power.â
The Holy Sword Alliance master made his dark sword float into the air. Darkness even deeper than the night burst from the dark blade that suddenly became alive. The darkness of the blade looked like it was the incarnation of the shadow, and the pressure emerging from it was breathtaking.
However, he still seemed to be keeping some extra power in reserve.
Rumble!
The White Blood Religion's leaderâs Blood Word Divine Art and the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs Dark Star Soul Slash advanced at the same time, and the land was removed under the dark light as if it had never existed to begin with.
A tremendous storm burst into the surroundings, and the huge turbulence of mana was going to shatter him into pieces just with the wind if he tried to withdraw.
âHaaâŠâ
Wrath sighed quietly. He extended his right hand forward, wrapped in mysterious clothes. The conqueror of Devildom who had advanced even beyond transcendence was smiling faintly.
âPierce.â
The light emerging from the demon kingâs hand was so mesmerizing that it couldn't be looked at directly.
The ultimate technique of the Demon King of Wrath.
Silver Moon Demonic Veil.
The blue ray was fired alongside his divine words, and it clashed against the White Blood Religion's leaderâs Blood Word Divine Art and the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs Dark Star Soul Slash.
Whaaam!
The contest of power between the bloody light, darkness, and blue radiance created a tremendous explosion of mana. It was the manifestation of the supernatural power of the gods. No one in the world could stop that clash of transcendence.
Wrath used his will to accelerate the pushing force. The coldness of the Silver Moon Demonic Veil spread widely, implying it was going to surround its enemies, and the White Blood Religion's leader spread around her bloody energy to stop it.
âNow is the time!â
Blue flames burst from Wrathâs eyes, and he focused the Silver Moon Demonic Veilâs energy in a single spot.
Zap!
The energy of frost concentrated in an instant to break through the White Blood Religion's leaderâs Blood Word Divine Art and pushed back the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs Dark Star Soul Slash.
Crack!
Wrath didnât miss the opportunity and moved right in front of the White Blood Religion's leader. He grabbed her neck and clenched it.
âKuh!â
The White Blood Religion's leader tried to defend by controlling her bloody energy, but Wrath stopped her with ice and twisted her neck.
âStay still.â
âIâm sorry, but her death isnât part of my plan.â
The Holy Sword Alliance masterâs dark sword was already nearby and was rushing towards Wrathâs shoulder.
Claang!
Blue iron armor emerged from Wrathâs clothes to defend against the blade.
The Magic Armor of Snow Flower!
The blue armor had perfectly materialized to fend off the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs sword.
Creak!
However, it didnât look like it was going to last for long. The power in the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs manipulated sword was increasing drastically, and cold sweat was flowing from Wrathâs forehead.
Crack!
The magic armor started to shatter, and Wrath grabbed the Holy Sword Alliance masterâs sword with his hand. He was still holding the White Blood Religion's leaderâs neck with his left hand.
âFuck offâŠâ
The White Blood Religion's leader pushed Wrath back with bloody energy, and the Holy Sword alliance masterâs manipulated sword sparked frighteningly.
âSo thatâs what happened. Itâs as expected.â
Wrath nodded, implying that he finally realized something, and a tremendous wave of mana appeared from the sky.
He raised his head and saw a huge golden dragon opening its jaw while covering countless stars.
Whir!
Yellow breath sparked from the dark throat.
Lightning Breath.
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Zap!
At the same time, a sword engulfed in red lightning was rushing towards him from the sky on the right side.
The sword strike had transcended the concept of speed. The lightning covering the sky was in no way less powerful than the dragonâs breath.
âHeâs finally here.â
Wrath released the White Blood Religion's leaderâs neck as if heâs been waiting for it and put his hands together in a prayer before turning his left hand in the opposite direction.
Brilliant light radiated from the pattern of frost that heâd laid out on the ground in the beginning.
Whaaam!
An otherworldly storm of light burst from the clash between the breath, lightning energy, bloody energy, and the manipulated sword.