Chapter 715

30 minutes ago.

As soon as Raon sensed the wave of energy emanating from upstream of the Rable River, he suppressed his presence.

Hummmm!

He pushed the energies of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and Glacier into his energy center, using the Ring of Fire to suppress even the agitation of his soul.

‘How about now?’

Raon gestured to Wrath, who was mumbling about wanting to eat mint chocolate.

It's still far from enough.

Wrath shook his head, saying it wasn't sufficient.

It might work against those of a similar level to you, but Transcenders… they’ll find you immediately.

He licked his lips, saying they could even find him in the midst of battle.

‘I have no choice.’

Raon turned his gaze to Flumen, who was peeking out.

“Flumen. Please.”

“Sure. Don’t worry!”

Flumen nodded reassuringly and spread his webbed hands.

The light emanating from his grasp connected with the river, creating a blue mist.

Fwoooosh!

The softly rising mist, guided by the young blue lugh’s hand gestures, wrapped around Raon, coloring him the same hue as the river.

“Whoa….”

Raon breathed out in awe as he saw his arm turn transparent, like it was bathed in sunlight.

‘Amazing.’

Flumen’s spell didn’t just create camouflage but also suppressed his presence down to the ground. His current presence was smaller than an ant’s.

The reason Merlin wasn't discovered by the Specter and his undead army was also thanks to this water spell.

‘How about now?’

Tha-That little rascal is truly something.

Wrath widened his eyes in disbelief.

Your presence is almost like water. At this level, even your grandfather would have difficulty noticing unless he focused intensely.

Wrath shook his head, saying that even Glenn would have a hard time finding him on the battlefield.

‘That's Flumen for you.’

Raon flicked Wrath’s forehead and descended into the river.

With preparations complete, it was time to head to the battlefield.

“Flumen, let’s go.”

“Okay.”

Flumen nodded and took Raon’s hand. He led him swiftly through the water.

Thanks to the water spell, even without using aura, they reached the battlefield between Zieghart and the South-North Union in no time.

Hoooooo…

Raon observed the battlefield using the Evil Eye of Wrath instead of aura.

Zieghart’s swordsmen were overwhelming the South-North Union with their sheer force.

It was no exaggeration to say that Zieghart was dominating this battlefield.

The King of Essence's subordinates are over there!

‘Burren, Martha, Runaan….’

Following Wrath’s words, Raon turned his gaze toward the main building of the South-North Union’s headquarters. There, he saw the three captains of the Light Wind division.

Burren, Martha, and Runaan were unleashing a chillingly fierce energy, sweeping through the South-North Union, with the Light Wind swordsmen following behind, slaughtering their foes.

Everyone’s martial power had significantly grown.

‘Is it because of me?’

As Raon was pondering this strange phenomenon, he saw a blonde woman with sad eyes standing next to the Light Wind division, wielding a sword.

That’s mom.

‘W-Why is mother….’

It was Sylvia. She was supposed to be in Zieghart, yet she was protecting the Light Wind division.

His heart pounded so fast it felt like it would explode.

It’s all your fault! Why were you unconscious for so long?

‘Hmm….’

Raon wanted to rush over and hold Sylvia’s sorrowful hand, but he couldn’t. There was something he absolutely had to do first.

Crackle.

Raon bit his lip until it bled and turned his gaze. He clenched his fist as he saw Glenn and Dranos clashing with sword and spear in the center of the river.

‘I have to go there.’

Derus Robert would have already positioned himself on the battlefield, waiting for Glenn to show an opening.

Since Raon was slower than him, he needed to be prepared in advance.

Suppressing his emotions, Raon gestured to Flumen.

“Okay.”

Flumen nodded and took Raon to the battlefield where Glenn and Dranos were fighting.

Boom!

Even underwater, the pressure from the energy waves generated by the Transcenders felt like it would crush him.

Without Flumen’s water spell, Raon would have lost at least an arm or a leg by now since he couldn’t use aura.

‘Are you okay?’

‘Yeah.’

Despite feeling intense pain, Flumen smiled as if it was nothing.

That Flumen kid. He’s gotten pretty strong.

For the first time, Wrath called Flumen by his name and nodded.

When we first met, he was just a scared little kid, but now he’s changed so much that even the King of Essence can hardly recognize him.

Wrath smiled faintly, feeling proud.

‘I’m sorry.’

Raon gripped Flumen’s shoulder.

He felt sorry for Flumen, Sylvia, the Light Wind division, Glenn, and all of Zieghart’s swordsmen. But he couldn’t reveal himself just yet.

‘I have to catch Derus.’

This wasn’t just about revenge.

If he missed Derus here, the Six Kings and the entire continent would continue to suffer under his manipulations. He had to either kill him or at least gather evidence to expose his identity.

Rumble!

As Glenn and Dranos revealed their full power, the pressure increased.

Raon’s chest was so compressed that blood started seeping from it.

‘Grr….’

While Raon endured by holding Flumen’s hand, Glenn used the Sword Field Creation.

‘It’s here.’

Raon tensed his whole body and slowly drew Heavenly Drive.

When Glenn’s Seamless Perfection and Land Slash overwhelmed Dranos, Raon felt it was his moment.

Gooooong!

As Glenn prepared to deliver the final blow, Raon released the accumulated energy of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and Glacier, rising to the surface.

‘Reacting after seeing it will be too late.’

Derus would strike at the moment Glenn used the Heavenly Blade.

Since Derus was faster, Raon had to predict his move and swing his sword ahead of him.

Swoosh!

As Raon neared the surface, he sensed the energy of death aimed at Glenn’s back. As expected, Derus was targeting Glenn as he unleashed the Heavenly Blade.

Sword Field Creation.

Genesis.

As Derus’ blade was about to pierce Glenn’s back, Raon opened his upper energy center.

Bringing the mental world into reality, he poured all the accumulated energy and martial skills at once.

Kugugugugu!

A magnificent golden dawn, radiating brilliant light, intercepted the blade containing the energy of death.

Kaaaaaang!

A crimson wave erupted between the swords, creating black fissures as if the world itself was tearing apart.

“Y-You, how did you!”

Derus’ eyes, visible through his blue dragon helmet, shook violently as if struck by lightning.

Fire and frost created a terrifying wave that swept over Derus’ entire body.

* * *

“The Lightning God sinks into the river, and the blazing sword shatters…”

Thespian Emperor Ariel, arms crossed, repeated the lyrics in the Sacred Tome of Sun and Moon, which foretold Glenn’s death and Zieghart’s downfall.

‘Should I accept his proposal then?’

The man wearing the helmet of the blue dragon had not only bought information but had also made a proposal to the White Whale.

At that time, it was rejected due to a lack of trust, but seeing this prophecy about Glenn’s death made it seem right to accept it.

‘The current state of the Five Divine Orders is quite ambiguous.’

Even though there were Transcenders among the Five Divine Orders, their strength was far inferior compared to the Six Kings and Five Demons.

Especially since the Pirate King was Aris Zieghart’s subordinate, and the DemonBlade’s severed arm prevented him from showcasing his true power, the decisions going forward were crucial.

‘Hah.’

Ariel let out a deep breath as he lowered his hand.

‘Is there no other choice?’

Zieghart made up more than a quarter of the Six Kings’ strength. With Ogram defeated and Glenn collapsing, the balance was already shattered.

“We need to prepare.”

Just as he reached a reasonable conclusion and was about to close the Sacred Tome of Sun and Moon—

Wooooooo…

The blood that had engraved Glenn and Zieghart’s downfall rose as if alive, intertwined with each other, and drew someone’s face.

A face drenched in crimson and eyes sunken with a blue hue, with horns protruding from the head. It was the figure of a demon.

Sizzle!

The blood painted a long, torn mouth of the demon, then tore the pages of the Sacred Tome of Sun and Moon and flew out.

“Ugh!”

Ariel’s lips trembled as he looked at the desk ruined by the blood.

“This, this is…”

Such an event had happened only once in his life—when he tried to read Raon Zieghart’s heaven’s flow.

‘That guy saved him!’

Seeing the torn page of the Sacred Tome of Sun and Moon, it was clear that Raon, who was thought to be dead, had rescued Glenn Zieghart from death.

“Ahh…”

A cold shiver ran down his spine, and cold sweat trickled down his body.

“Raon Zieghart.”

Ariel’s legs gave way, and he collapsed to the floor, his teeth chattering.

“Just who the hell are you…”

* * *

Raon lifted his heavy head and looked at the space where Glenn’s Heavenly Blade had passed.

Dranos leaned against the Sea Dragon Spear, his upper body covered in blood, while Derus Robert’s abdomen was torn open, spilling a gruesome amount of blood.

However, his blue dragon helmet had only a faint crack, still concealing his face.

“Ra…on…”

Glenn called out to Raon, trying to reach out, but black blood spewed from his mouth.

It seemed that his internal injuries had worsened due to forcibly changing the direction of the Heavenly Blade.

“You… you’re alive…”

Glenn’s lips quivered, more moved by the fact that Raon was still alive than concerned about his own injuries.

Not only him, but also the people at the South-North Union headquarters widened their eyes and looked this way.

Sylvia, Martha, and Yua shed tears, while Rimmer and Burren shouted something, and Runaan and Mark Goetten bit their lips in silence.

Amidst the halted battle, everyone’s gaze was on him.

“…I just woke up a little while ago.”

Raon smiled awkwardly, feeling the wave of emotions from Zieghart’s swordsmen.

“I’ll explain everything later. Right now, let’s deal with the enemies first.”

With those words, he looked at Dranos and Derus.

‘The situation is tricky.’

Though both he and the head of house had severe internal injuries, their opponents were even more seriously wounded.

The side that recovers and moves first will seize the victory.

“Right. We need to end this situation first.”

Glenn nodded, wiping the blood from his lips.

“You’re alive?”

Derus let out a hollow laugh, as if it was absurd.

“How?”

“I have a good friend.”

Raon forced strength into his trembling grip, struggling just to lift his sword.

‘Wait, that guy…’

As he tried to predict Derus’ next move and speak again, he noticed a cross-shaped scar on the back of Derus’ hand.

The vertical scar was new, but the horizontal scar wasn’t from today.

‘Could it be…’

Seeing Derus’s scar, memories of his previous life—when he was beheaded and briefly alive—came to mind. It was the same scar in the same spot.

"You said you could kill him! What did I endure all this for?"

Dranos glared at Derus, gritting his teeth.

“I didn’t expect him to be alive.”

Derus exhaled, looking at Raon.

“But we still have a chance.”

He looked up at the sky, frowning.

“Are you just going to watch? This is the only chance to kill Glenn Zieghart!”

At Derus’ cry, the cloudy sky split open, and the Fallen, adorned with serene sunlight, descended.

"I foresaw Glenn Zieghart’s death, but I never expected things to turn out like this."

The Fallen looked down at Raon with a puzzled expression.

“However, it’s undeniable that this is the last chance.”

As he spread his hand, the masked and helmeted executives of the South-North Union emerged from the air.

Whooooom!

From the river, the Blood Spirit Passage opened, and the White Blood Religion’s leader and apostles in white dresses emerged.

"I waited, hoping to see Glenn Zieghart die, but at this point, I might as well devour him."

The White Blood Religion’s leader licked her lips, her eyes glowing white. The apostles raised their dark, bloody energy to block Zieghart’s swordsmen.

“Finish them quickly! We can’t give them time!”

Derus waved his hand roughly, anxious that his perfect plan had been ruined.

Rumble!

Derus, the White Blood Religion’s leader, the Fallen, and the South-North Union leader moved simultaneously.

Kwaaaaaa!

The energy of death, bloody energy, high-level magic, and water dragons surged toward Glenn and Raon, ready to engulf them.

When the relentless attack surged forward—so strong that it would have been difficult to block even if Glenn hadn’t been injured—an emerald wave surged up, splitting the space.

“I knew this would happen.”

With a clear voice, a blue dimension opened.

Appearing in an even larger witch hat than before, the Archmage of Eternal Flame, Chamber, deflected the combined attacks of the Fallen and the South-North Union leader to another dimension.

Chiiiing!

On the opposite side, the sound of hooves striking the ground was accompanied by a black flash of light.

Lecross, the Silent Sword Sovereign, riding a black horse, split the air, deflecting Derus’ energy of death and slashing through the bloody energy of the White Blood Religion’s leader.

“Even the name Five Demon is hideous.”

Lecross looked coldly at the leaders of the Five Demon.

“Chamber! Lecross!”

The White Blood Religion’s leader bit her lips as she looked at Chamber and Lecross standing in front of Glenn and Raon.

“Kuh….”

Derus trembled at the sight of the newly appeared Transcender of the Six Kings.

“How….”

“We knew trash like you would pull something like this, so we were on standby. And….”

Chamber curled her lips and clapped her hands.

“Not everyone is here yet.”

The mana around the Rable River gently condensed, and a blue dimension opened.

Wooooong!

From a dimension opened right below the river, the Beast King, Ogram, and Garona stepped out.

“Raon!”

Ogram raised his fist toward Raon.

“I knew you wouldn’t die!”

He let out a refreshing laugh, indicating that he would handle the upcoming battle.

Wooooong!

With each new dimension opening, the knight orders of the Owen Kingdom and the magic divisions of Balkar Kingdom emerged and took their positions.

From the last dimension that opened, Siyan and the elves of Seipia floated down like feathers, landing on the river.

Chaaang!

A water droplet that bounced from Siyan’s hand slowly expanded, forming the shape of a giant goddess.

A goddess with a benevolent smile and hair flowing like the river itself—the Spirit King of Water—descended upon the Rable River.

“Sir Raon! Summon Ifrit!”

Siyan, riding on the hand of the Water Spirit King, called out for Raon to summon Ifrit.

“Ifrit.”

When Raon extended his hand and thought of Ifrit, crimson flames flared up behind him, forming a giant shape.

Hwaaaaaaaaa!

A handsome man with a fierce expression, his red hair swept back as if on fire, walked forward, pushing aside the red flames.

Tsssiiing!

With the summoning of the Fire Spirit King Ifrit, the river seemed ready to evaporate, producing white steam.

“Are those the ones who dared to harm my elder brother?”

Ifrit ground his teeth as if he intended to burn all the enemies before him.

The crimson flames around him radiated a terrifying heat.

“Light Wind division!”

At Rimmer’s shout, the Light Wind division charged forward without hesitation.

“Protect the division leader!”

Burren, Martha, Runaan, and the swordsmen of the Light Wind, maximizing the output of the Light Wind Style, rushed to Raon’s side.

“Raon!”

“Nephew!”

Sylvia and Aris dashed forward like lightning to stand beside Raon.

Rumble!

Before anyone realized it, a force that could easily be called the strongest on the continent had gathered around Raon and Glenn.

“What, what is this!”

The White Blood Religion’s leader bit her red lips as she looked around at the gathered warriors of the Six Kings.

“…It seems we’ve taken the wrong bait.”

The Fallen sighed and shook his head.

“Ugh!”

The South-North Union leader trembled as he gripped his spear, unable to believe his eyes.

“…”

Derus remained silent, his eyes filled with murderous intent. In this dire situation, he was both flustered and enraged, yet desperately searching for a way out.

“Let’s show them.”

Raon looked around at the ties of the present life surrounding him and then at the malicious ties from his previous life trying to kill him once again. He then raised Heavenly Drive.

“The price of provoking the Six Kings!”

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Thank you for reading!

[Author – Writing Ant, 글개미]

[Translator – Irving]

[Proofreader – Mayank]