Chapter 511

Just as Wrath was about to extend his hand towards the White Blood Religion's leader, Rimmer stepped up.

"Kuh…"

Rimmer didn't fall on his knees even though he was being crushed by the tremendous pressures coming from the transcenders.

"I have a question I'd like to ask."

He stood in front of Wrath confidently, a thin stream of blood flowing down his lips.

"Shitty Ears."

"Sh-shitty Ears?"

"You may ask."

Wrath nodded, telling him to ask the question if he wanted.

"When you killed Orgos…"

"Orgos?"

"The 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."

Rimmer was flustered from being called Shitty Ears, but he grasped the opportunity and described Raon's appearance.

"He has two swords—a longsword and a dagger. And he was wearing black clothes."

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 king's help.

Hmm…

Raon bit his lip tightly while looking at the desperation in Rimmer and Sheryl's eyes. He wanted to tell them to not worry about him and escape since he was alive, but he couldn't do so for their sake.

Wrath.

'He knows.'

Wrath turned his gaze so slowly that it even felt boring, and eventually met Rimmer and Sheryl's eyes.

"The King of Essence only took care of the ones who possessed that distasteful demonic energy. There were other humans in the boundary, but he didn't bother to deal with them."

He shook his hand to tell them to go away before he continued.

"He might have fallen into the dimensional rift, or he could've been transferred somewhere else."

Good job.

That was the best acting Wrath could've done because it would've been strange for a demon king, who even looked down upon transcenders, to pay attention to a mere Master.

"Hmm, thank you."

Rimmer and Sheryl nodded at Wrath before they went away.

"How strange."

However, it didn't work against the obsessed madwoman.

"I can smell Raon's scent."

After transforming so much, Merlin must've gained a dog's sense of smell, because she kept sniffing while walking around Wrath.

Raon couldn't tell how it worked, but she seemed to use her nose to find him.

"I have a strong feeling that he's nearby thouuuugh…"

"Hmm."

Wrath's fingertips trembled as he saw Merlin's eyes turning red and blue. He still seemed terrified by Merlin's obsession.

Wrath, this isn't time for that.

'H-he knows.'

Wrath nodded and looked at the White Blood Religion's leader instead.

"How long are you going to keep the King of Essence waiting?"

"..."

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.

"Hmm."

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 couldn't understand his mind at all.

Whir!

Wrath's 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 didn't 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. He'd 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 leader's energy wave became even more powerful than before, and the Holy Sword Alliance master was an extremely powerful swordsman who was rumored to match Glenn's 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.

"You are being so arrogant when you are just a stranger in this land."

The White Blood Religion's leader twisted her lips and separated her hands a shoulder's width apart. The concentrated bloody energy became a single blade and floated like a manipulated sword.

"You are barking for no reason."

Wrath quietly shook his hand. His will dwelled in the wind, and the warriors around them—including Rimmer, Sheryl, and Merlin—were pushed back.

It was an exceptionally refined method, making Grandmasters and transcenders pull back with a simple movement of his hand.

"Huh…"

"Power isn't all he has…"

"So, this is a demon king…"

The Thespian Emperor, the Demon Slaying Spear, and the Queen of Swords furrowed their brows upon feeling Wrath's energy.

"Slapping this great one's cheek shall cost you dearly! You shall die!"

The Demonblade narrowed his eyes in a frightening manner, swearing that he would make him pay the price for slapping his cheek twice.

"All of you are such cowards. If you aren't coming to him…"

Wrath stabilized his fingers, which were trembling because of Merlin, and rolled his lips into a smile.

"The King of Essence will go to you."

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 Demonblade's neck.

"Kuh!"

However, the Demonblade was even stronger than Orgos as a transcender.

He managed to react to Wrath's attack and immediately created a sword barrier. Dark flame burst out and clashed against Wrath's strike.

Crack!

The fog of frost engulfing Wrath's hand had frozen the Demonblade's energy completely, even seeping into his blade.

"What the hell?!"

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.

"Get lost."

Wrath shouted towards the dark flames rushing towards him from all directions as if he were giving an order.

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His voice, incorporating the will of a demon king, manifested into reality. The Demonblade's flame subsided before it could burn a fiber of Wrath's clothes.

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"Im-impossible…"

The Demonblade repeated exactly what Orgos had said with a trembling chin.

"This can't be happening!"

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.

"How shabby."

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 Demonblade's 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 Demonblade's 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 Demonblade's arm was completely pulled off, red blood scattering into the sky.

"Aaaaah!"

"You must be craving death to be so careless in front of the King of Essence."

Wrath threw the Demonblade's arm on the ground and bared his white teeth.

Hah…

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 wasn't over yet, and the Demonblade wasn't the only enemy.

Whoosh!

The White Blood Religion's leader didn't miss the opportunity when the coldness was obstructing their vision, piercing into Wrath's 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 Wrath's 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 weren't falling at the same time. They were devouring the space available for escape by falling at different times.

"A decent performance."

Wrath smiled arrogantly while looking at the transparent blades rushing towards him.

"However…"

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 leader's 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.

"Kuh…"

The White Blood Religion's leader furrowed her brow because of the extreme coldness, but Wrath's eyes didn't 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 leader's eyes in front of his grasp.

"Parasite."

Wrath was about to grab the White Blood Religion's leader's ebony hair when a frightening energy appeared from his blind spot on the right.

'He's finally coming.'

The Holy Sword Alliance master was stabbing from the explosion even though he'd been staying back as if he weren't 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 master's sword strike.

Clang!

However, the Holy Sword Alliance master's 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 leader's body being pulled towards him while the Holy Sword Alliance master's attack was pushed back.

"How dare you!"

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 Wrath's chest.

Pssh!

Wrath's hand rose alongside the surface of the crescent moon. He easily deflected the White Blood Religion's leader's attack and covered her body and soul with shackles of ice.

On the other hand, he crushed the Holy Sword Alliance master's attack and made his sword hit the ground.

Crack!

It was a display of extreme prowess, capable of fending off the two transcenders' attacks and counterattacking at the same time. However, the White Blood Religion's leader and the Holy Sword Alliance master weren't 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 Wrath's ice couldn't reach and swung his dark sword, which was covered in white frost.

Wrath entered the White Blood Religion's leader's distance as she tried to fortify her defense while being aware of the Holy Sword Alliance master's movement.

"Tsk!"

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 Wrath's hand as he grabbed the White Blood Religion's leader's thigh. Powerful sparks appeared as the bloody energy and frost clashed against each other.

Cring!

Wrath's hand was extended without hesitation amid the powerful sparks that could even devour a transcender's flesh. Just as he was about to grab the White Blood Religion's leader's 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 leader's 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 master's sword stabbed thin air while the White Blood Religion's leader's kick hit the ground.

In the middle of the distorted space, Wrath aimed a punch at the White Blood Religion's leader's face.

Smaaack!

The White Blood Religion's leader managed to create a shield of bloody energy in that short time, but Wrath's fist didn't stop. It was as if he didn't care about it as he smacked her head.

"Huh?!"

The Holy Sword Alliance master gasped while looking at the space where his sword had become distorted.

"You are definitely skilled enough to be called the demon king."

He nodded while looking at his sword, which was covered with ice.

"You damned monster!"

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.

"Shatter."

An auspicious light scattered from Wrath's sky-blue pupils. He spoke casually while facing the majestic wave of bloody energy, his hands clasped behind his back.

Wham!

The demon king's voice resounded throughout the world once again, and the White Blood Religion's leader's 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 couldn't even leave a scratch on Wrath and subsided after completely melting the forest behind him.

"H-how…?"

The White Blood Religion's leader's eyes widened. The situation was completely unimaginable for her.

The same thing happened earlier…

Raon swallowed nervously while thinking about the wave and flame that were shattered from Wrath's words.

'It's called divine words.'

Wrath told him about what he'd done a moment ago in his mind.

Divine words?

'The King of Essence told you before. It consists of adding one's will in one's voice to manifest them into reality.'

Is it similar to the magic of dragon words?

'The lizards can do it instinctively, but others need an enlightenment to achieve it. Ah, we need to finish this quickly.'

He opened his hand while murmuring that he didn't have that much time.

"I'm going all-out to kill you…"

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 thing…

Raon's eyes widened as he looked at the blood god.

'Gained more arms!'

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 Anguish's 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.

"I'm also going to deploy a decent amount of power."

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 leader's Blood Word Divine Art and the Holy Sword Alliance master's 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.

"Haa…"

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.

"Pierce."

The light emerging from the demon king's 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 leader's Blood Word Divine Art and the Holy Sword Alliance master's 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.

'Now is the time!'

Blue flames burst from Wrath's eyes, and he focused the Silver Moon Demonic Veil's energy in a single spot.

Zap!

The energy of frost concentrated in an instant to break through the White Blood Religion's leader's Blood Word Divine Art and pushed back the Holy Sword Alliance master's Dark Star Soul Slash.

Crack!

Wrath didn't miss the opportunity and moved right in front of the White Blood Religion's leader. He grabbed her neck and clenched it.

"Kuh!"

The White Blood Religion's leader tried to defend by controlling her bloody energy, but Wrath stopped her with ice and twisted her neck.

"Stay still."

"I'm sorry, but her death isn't part of my plan."

The Holy Sword Alliance master's dark sword was already nearby and was rushing towards Wrath's shoulder.

Claang!

Blue iron armor emerged from Wrath's 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 master's sword.

Creak!

However, it didn't look like it was going to last for long. The power in the Holy Sword Alliance master's manipulated sword was increasing drastically, and cold sweat was flowing from Wrath's forehead.

Crack!

The magic armor started to shatter, and Wrath grabbed the Holy Sword Alliance master's sword with his hand. He was still holding the White Blood Religion's leader's neck with his left hand.

"Fuck off…"

The White Blood Religion's leader pushed Wrath back with bloody energy, and the Holy Sword alliance master's manipulated sword sparked frighteningly.

'So that's what happened. It's as expected.'

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.

The gold dragon's strongest weapon was falling like lightning.

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 dragon's breath.

'He's finally here.'

Wrath released the White Blood Religion's leader's neck as if he's 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 he'd 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.