Chapter 735
"Gah!" Derus curled up, letting out a scream he hadn't uttered even when the Six Kings had torn his limbs apart.
"H-how did you break through the Ethereal Transformation...?" His lips trembled as he looked at the divine sword piercing his back, having broken through the Ethereal Transformation.
"Ugh..." Even Archangel Uriel, who seemed like he wouldn't blink if his head were cut off, let out a low groan. His bloodshot eyes stared at the demonic blade protruding from his chest, unable to believe his Ethereal Transformation had been shattered.
"Hnn..." Raon exhaled roughly, observing the shocked expressions of Uriel and Derus. It worked. As Wrath had predicted, the Authority of Wrath pierced through the Archangel's Ethereal Transformation, which even aura and magic couldn't penetrate, and struck Derus and Uriel in their chests. However, the protective light of the Ethereal Transformation wasn't completely erased. They seemed to be maintaining their focus despite the situation.
It hit them good! Wrath shook his fist in satisfaction as he observed Uriel's contorted eyes.
Beat them more! Smash that ugly mug to pieces! He urged Raon to keep pushing, insisting it would be hard to kill them anyway.
"Wait a moment..." Raon leaned forward, shaking his head. Having maintained the Sword Domain for so long and suddenly exploding with all his energy and wrath, his head was spinning as if he might collapse at any moment. He needed even a brief moment to catch his breath.
"Raon. What on earth..." Glenn let out a sigh, looking at Raon in disbelief.
"Why did the Light Wind Division Leader's sword work...?" King Lecross swallowed dryly, seemingly unable to believe what he had just witnessed.
"Don't you get it yet? Raon is the kind of guy who defies all theories!" Chamber blurted out words uncharacteristic of a magician, implying this wasn't the first time such a thing had happened.
"I-I'm scared..." Larian's eyes trembled, seeming even more confused by Raon.
"Raon, can you do more?" Ogram asked, raising his bloodied fist. "You're the only one who can hit those bastards right now!"
"I can, but even if I give it my all, I can't kill those two." Raon shook his head, biting his lip. Both Uriel and Derus possessed martial prowess on a completely different level, so even if he could pierce through their Ethereal Transformation, killing them was impossible.
"Raon!" Derus glared at Raon, baring his blood-soaked teeth. "What the hell are you? What's behind you?" He screamed as he forcibly pulled out the divine sword embedded in his back. Bright red blood poured from the long, piercing wound. The demonic sword that had been piercing Uriel's abdomen also pulled itself out and fell to the ground. However, belying his title of Archangel, the wound on his abdomen didn't heal, continuing to bleed golden blood.
"Human." Uriel looked at Raon, tilting his sharp chin to the right. "Who are you?" It seemed as if a deep flame was burning in his blue eyes. It felt as eerie as when facing Wrath's anger.
"Why does a human possess that filthy authority?" Uriel revealed a chilling gaze, as if he would kill Raon if he didn't speak immediately. Fortunately, it seemed he only sensed the wrath, not realizing that Wrath had taken residence in Raon's body.
"The filthy ones are you bastards." Raon sneered, enduring Uriel's aura that seemed to press down on his entire body.
"What's an ugly bastard, worse than any human or demon I've ever seen, blabbering about?"
"As expected, you don't know your place." A thick killing intent pooled in Uriel's cold eyes. "That power of emotion isn't something the likes of you can handle..."
"Shut up, pigeon." Raon waved his hand dismissively at Uriel. Uriel's jaw dropped, seemingly unable to imagine being called a pigeon and told to shut up by a human.
That bastard is properly shocked! Wrath cackled, holding his stomach.
His eyes are as wide as a rabbit's from being cursed at by a human he was ignoring! He wagged his tail, seemingly delighted by Uriel's confusion.
"What about Lephon? What happened to Lephon Robert?" Raon gritted his teeth and glared at Derus.
"To think you're still thinking about that..." Derus let out a hollow laugh as he stood up. "You've matured a lot since I last saw you." He turned his head, forcibly pulling his flesh together to close the wound.
"Let me explain simply. Lephon is a shell." Derus continued with a smirk.
"A... shell?"
"As you know, what's important in fruit is the flesh inside. As long as it holds up until the inside is ripe, who cares what happens to the peel?" He drew a round shape like an apple with the blood pooled in his palm. "Lephon's existence is like that peel. That child certainly existed, but the moment his usefulness as a shell was over..." As Derus clenched his fist, the blood-formed apple burst without leaving a single piece. "It disappears. Leaving nothing behind."
He smiled as he wiped his hands, as if that was all there was to it. Meanwhile, Uriel furrowed his brow, seemingly more shocked by being called a pigeon than by Wrath's anger.
"Answer me. Why did you compare me to a mere pigeon?" As Uriel was about to reach out his hand while dispelling his Ethereal Transformation, a black shadow fell in front of Raon.
"Do you wish to die?" It was Glenn. He unleashed a swarm of Soul Swords over the blade of his Heavenly Tremor, as if he didn't care about the consequences. A mysterious aura pushed back Uriel's sacred light, spreading outwards.
"Things are getting messy." Uriel bit his lip thinly, as if displeased with the situation. "Let's end it here for today. After all, even you won't be able to stop that day."
"Don't you feel anything? After raising that child as your son?"
"Feel? What?" Derus tilted his head, as if he truly didn't understand.
"That's fortunate. Really fortunate." Raon let out a chilling smile like a hungry beast. "Because I won't feel any guilt when I destroy you and everything you've built." He gritted his molars, vowing once again to cut down everything of Derus'.
"Human." Uriel stood in front of Derus, lowering his blood-soaked gaze. "Why did you compare me to a pigeon?" He glared at Glenn and Raon simultaneously before lowering his hand. With a snap of Uriel's fingers, his and Derus' bodies began to fade away again.
"Now!" The moment Uriel's gaze blurred, Raon drew out his Thousand Slaughter Dagger. He shot the dagger, sharper than its name of "killing the sky" suggested, infused with wrath and Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation. The dagger, imbued with the flow of the Flawless Hidden Blade Art, surged toward the hearts of Uriel and Derus.
"I expected this." Having been hit by both divine and demonic swords, Uriel didn't underestimate Raon's attack this time. He raised his divine power to deflect the Thousand Slaughter Dagger. The dagger, despite its light-speed movement, was easily deflected and stuck into the ground. However, Uriel and Derus weren't Raon's real targets from the beginning.
I can't catch Derus and Uriel anyway. While Uriel was focused on defense, Raon stepped with his Supreme Harmony Steps and moved to the right. He struck Varian, the Young Sword Division Leader whose Ethereal Transformation light had thinned, with a fist imbued with wrath and Fierce Wave Arts.
As soon as Varian was sent flying from the punch to his right cheek, his Ethereal Transformation dissolved, and all the Young Sword Division swordsmen fell to the ground. Raon didn't stop there. He approached the fallen Varian and struck his chest with his palm. This wasn't aimed at Varian himself, but to knock out the Rage Worm that might be in his heart.
"Mage Tower Master!" As soon as he subdued Varian, he called out to the Mage Tower Master. Without a word, Larian immediately used her thread magic to capture all the Young Sword Division swordsmen.
"Give a shock to their chests! There must be Rage Worms in them!"
"Leave that to me!" Chamber nodded and extended her hand. The chests of the Young Sword Division swordsmen heaved violently as if about to burst. It seemed like she had struck the inside of their hearts with mana.
This should do it. Although it was regrettable to have lost Kubara, Varian was also one of Derus's trusted men. They could find out quite a lot by interrogating him.
"What a pity." Raon stood up, stepping on Varian's head. "I was aiming for you all along." He twisted his lips into a smirk, hiding his true thoughts.
"You..." Uriel's forehead veins bulged, seemingly displeased at being outmaneuvered by a human, regardless of the Young Sword Division's capture.
"You're as arrogant and impudent as him." It was obvious who he was referring to. It must be the demon king of Wrath dancing in the sky right now.
"Raon Zieghart!" For the first time, Derus called out his full name. "I'll kill you myself. I'll plunge everything around you into misery!" His eyes turned red as if the anger he had barely suppressed was resur
ging.
"No." Raon stood boldly face to face with Derus. "I'll be the one to kill you. I'll cut down everything you're trying to achieve with this madness." He clenched his fist, showing even greater anger than Derus. "You all will die without accomplishing a single thing."
Raon raised his chin, making a soul-bound oath filled with wrath.
"Your mouth has gotten stronger." Derus gnashed his teeth and frowned with reddened eyes. A dry killing intent emanated from him, as if he would pounce immediately if not for Glenn and the Six Kings.
"Human. Try it if you can." Uriel, befitting an Archangel, regained his composure and slowly raised his eyelids. "It'll be impossible with that worm's authority." He shook his head, dismissing not just Raon, but Wrath as well.
W-worm? That scum again! Wrath shouted, leaping forward. Kill him! We must kill him no matter what! He shook his head, insisting they must not let him go.
As a holy light enveloped Uriel, Derus, and Kubara, about to make the three disappear, Raon moved his lips again.
"Hey, pigeon. Next time we meet, I'll pluck all your feathers." Raon curled his lips, saying he'd turn Uriel into a plucked chicken.
"C-chicken? Why are you calling me poultry..." Uriel's eyes blazed again. However, before he could finish his last words, he disappeared in a golden light.
That bastard seems to have a fit whenever he hears the word pigeon, Wrath snickered, looking at where Uriel had disappeared.
I knew it! Your 'mocking arts' work even on angels! He nodded, saying that's why he wanted to bring Raon to the Devildom too.
Raon didn't laugh. He walked across the ruined ground and picked up his blood-soaked biography. Seeing the first chapter, where he had promised to sign, torn and soaked in blood, his heart ached as if pierced by needles.
We only talked twice. The brief moment at the first Six Kings Conference where he shyly said he was a fan, and the short conversation this time explaining about the Kingkiller. Considering his usual personality, it was strange to be this angry over someone he had only met twice.
But Lephon's life was like mine in my past life. No, he lived an even more miserable life. Because everything about him was a lie. Having experienced a similar life, he wanted to avenge Lephon. And it had to be a ruthless revenge.
Raon put the still-bleeding biography of Raon Zieghart into his chest and looked back.
"Head of House. It's not over yet."
"Indeed." Glenn nodded with an indescribable look in his eyes and turned around.
"As you all saw, Derus Robert was the swordsman wearing the blue dragon helmet and the leader of the assassination group Shadow." His clear and noble voice awakened the still-confused martial artists.
"Ah..."
"Ah, my head still can't process this."
"We saw it with our own eyes! How can we not believe this!"
"To think Derus Robert was a traitor to the Six Kings and summoned an Archangel..."
"We have no choice but to believe it now." The martial artists bit their lips, seemingly angry at being deceived by Derus. A sense of betrayal began to burn in their trembling eyes.
"From now on, we strike at Robert. Everyone, follow me." At Glenn's signal, Chamber and Larian stepped forward. As the two raised a magic circle, a dimensional gate as large as a city gate opened.
"It leads directly to House Robert." Chamber thumped her chest confidently.
"Mmhm. I prepared it in advance..."
Larian slightly lowered her head and touched the dimensional gate with her fingertips. "I will remain here."
Ogram sat down in front of the dimensional gate. "I need to keep an eye on those bastards." He nodded, indicating he would keep Varian and the Young Sword Division swordsmen detained.
"We'll be back soon." Glenn nodded trustingly and stood before the dimensional gate.
"Let's go. To Robert." He grabbed Raon's shoulder and was the first to enter the dimensional gate. The Six Kings and neutral faction martial artists followed Glenn's broad back through the gate.
Raon clenched his fist until it bled, watching the rippling blue dimension of House Robert.
I said I'd destroy everything you've built up.
This is where it begins. In Raon's red eyes, House Robert appeared as if consumed by flames.