TRAIGS - Chapter 770

“What the hell is going on?! What are they even saying?!”

Krein grabbed his head in frustration, unable to comprehend the increasingly chaotic situation.

“It’s hard to believe, but it sounds like the Soul-Severing Sword and the Green King are Raon’s father and sister…”

Dorian’s hands trembled as he stared at the ominous killing intent emanating from the Soul-Severing Sword and the Green King.

“Raon…”

Burren bit his lip as he watched Raon relentlessly press the attack against the Dual-Headed Ogre.

‘Even in a situation like this, you don’t falter.’

If it had been him, he would have broken down like Sylvia, unable to do anything.

But Raon didn’t succumb to anger or despair. He quickly assessed the situation and began thinking of a way to save his father and sister. His composure and decisiveness inspired admiration.

‘I wish I could help, but I know my role.’

His responsibility as part of the Light Wind Division was to hold the fortress and ensure Raon could focus entirely on the fight against the Dual-Headed Ogre.

“Light Wind Division! Our battle isn’t over yet! Focus on defending the fortress!”

Burren barked orders at the stunned members of the Light Wind Division, slashing through orcs climbing over the collapsed walls.

“We know!”

Martha nodded as she cleaved through five enemy orcs with a single strike. She glanced at Raon’s back, biting her lip.

‘That monster of a man…’

Raon had once told her that if she wanted to save her mother from the White Blood Cult, she had to remain calm, no matter what.

She’d agreed on the surface but reassured herself internally that anyone would lose their composure in such a situation.

Yet, even when faced with the horrifying truth that his father and sister had become tools of Eden, Raon maintained his focus and concentrated on what needed to be done.

A hollow laugh escaped her lips.

‘So he really lives by his own words.’

Through Raon, she found herself learning yet another lesson. If Raon could save his father and sister, she began to believe she might be able to save her mother as well.

“Get lost!”

Even as Martha focused on the battle at the fortress walls, she couldn’t tear her gaze away from Raon’s back—a sight she would never forget.

“Family…”

Runaan bit her lip, tightly gripping Snow Flower.

‘It must hurt.’

Raon cherished his family more than anything. On the surface, he appeared calm, but inside, he was likely consumed with frustration and fear.

“Phew.”

Runaan let out a short breath and gave Martha a nod.

“I’ll be right back.”

“What? Where are you going?!”

“Down there.”

Without waiting for Martha’s response, Runaan leapt from the wall and approached Sylvia.

“You need to fight, even if it’s hard.”

Runaan knelt in front of Sylvia, taking her hand.

“…Runaan?”

“Raon told me once—family must be protected by your own hands.”

It was advice Raon had given her when she’d been paralyzed by fear, unable to act. She passed that same advice to Sylvia, looking her in the eyes.

“If you don’t act now, you might regret it later.”

Runaan thought of the guilt she’d felt for failing to save her brother and the scars left on her parents’ hearts, bowing her head slightly.

“That idiot is right.”

Martha, having followed after her, looked down at Sylvia.

“If you just sit here, you won’t accomplish anything. If you want to save your family, you need to stand up.”

She echoed Raon’s words, nodding firmly.

“Mm…”

Sylvia bit her lip as she looked into Runaan and Martha’s unwavering eyes.

‘I’m ashamed…’

The two girls weren’t merely reciting platitudes; their advice came from their own heartfelt pain and experiences. If she couldn’t understand their sincerity, she had no right to call herself their mother.

“Thank you.”

Sylvia bowed her head to Runaan and Martha. With trembling arms, she gripped her sword and rose to her feet.

“You’re right—my family is my responsibility to protect.”

With a faint smile, she charged toward the Soul-Severing Sword, where Rimmer was already fighting.

“Edgar!”

Sylvia unleashed a burst of energy at the Soul-Severing Sword, shouting his name like a battle cry.

“You chatterbox! Snap out of it!”

—

“Damn it.”

Raon frowned as he looked at the Heavenly Drive and Soul Requiem Sword, their flames and frost fading.

He had hoped to decapitate the Dual-Headed Ogre before the Divine-Demonic Harmony – Twin Petals dissipated, but the opportunity slipped away, and his swords disappeared first.

‘Kugugugu!’

The Dual-Headed Ogre didn’t miss the chance. He swung his club, forcing Raon back.

“Hah…”

Raon wiped the cold sweat dripping down his neck and exhaled heavily.

“That was a bit close.”

The Dual-Headed Ogre gave an awkward laugh, as if he hadn’t expected such resistance.

“This isn’t close—you’re dying today.”

Raon sheathed the Soul Requiem Sword and raised the Heavenly Drive into a middle guard. He let his heart simmer with rage while cooling his head.

‘I must not lose my composure.’

There were still too many oddities to ignore.

The Dual-Headed Ogre’s subtle hand tremors betrayed his unease. He was hiding something. No matter how much Raon wanted to unleash his anger, he had to stay calm.

‘Still…’

For some reason, he felt invincible. The [Ring of Fire] and his wrath seemed to resonate, achieving a rare harmony. He was certain he could overcome any opponent now.

‘Boom!’

Raon surged toward the Dual-Headed Ogre’s left, swinging the Heavenly Drive upward. The blazing strike tore through the air.

“Don’t underestimate me!”

The Dual-Headed Ogre gritted his teeth and swung his cracked club, still brimming with vicious energy.

‘Hwaaaah!’

The Heavenly Drive, burning brighter than ever, forced back the Dual-Headed Ogre’s club.

“What kind of human possesses this much strength…?”

The Dual-Headed Ogre’s eyes widened in disbelief as the flames grew even fiercer.

“You’re far from done.”

Raon leaned forward, channeling the power granted by his wrath into the Heavenly Drive.

The might of the Sky-Piercing Blast, combining the essence of dual and heavy swordsmanship, surged with amplified force.

“Grrr…”

The Dual-Headed Ogre infused overwhelming energy into his wooden club, but he couldn’t withstand the Sky-Piercing Blast, staggering back ten steps and leaving deep imprints on the plain beneath his feet. His face twisted in pain.

“Raaaah!”

The Dual-Headed Ogre let out a beastly roar and swung his club wildly. With each rotation, the red energy around it grew, forming a massive sphere like a blazing sun.

“Die!”

With bloodshot eyes, the Dual-Headed Ogre hurled the energy sphere down, its destructive power enough to shatter the entire plain.

‘Whoooooosh.’

Raon didn’t evade. Instead, he stepped forward, raising the Heavenly Drive.

The ultimate technique of the Demon King of Wrath: Silver Moon Demon Sword.

A silvery moonlight bloomed atop the white blade, tracing a graceful arc.

Though the swordsmanship appeared soft, the blue radiance emanating from the sword cut through the blazing energy sphere and froze half of the wooden club.

It was a supreme art, as powerful as it was beautiful.

“Urgh!”

The Dual-Headed Ogre’s limbs wavered as though he might collapse. He had clearly taken a significant blow.

‘Whoooosh!’

Raon charged straight through the thickly frozen plain, heading directly for the Dual-Headed Ogre.

“Don’t you ever stop breathing?!”

The Dual-Headed Ogre gritted his teeth and unleashed a flurry of vicious energy blasts aimed at Raon’s head.

‘Chiing!’

With the frost still lingering on the Heavenly Drive, Raon unleashed the Demonic Cold Blade.

The piercing cold of the sword cut through the Dual-Headed Ogre’s energy and slashed his collarbone.

‘Spurt!’

Blood spouted like a fountain from the shoulder wound he’d previously inflicted on the Dual-Headed Ogre.

“Huff.”

Raon spat blood from the corner of his mouth, his breathing steadying. Despite his internal injuries, his body felt light, as if the harmony between his wrath and the Ring of Fire allowed him to wield techniques he hadn’t yet mastered.

“Damn it…”

The Dual-Headed Ogre trembled as he realized his attacks weren’t having any effect.

“What’s got you so surprised?”

Raon straightened his back, his blazing red eyes glaring down at the Dual-Headed Ogre. A cold smile spread across his lips.

“This is just the beginning.”

—

‘Boom!’

The Dual-Headed Ogre blocked Raon’s earth-shaking strike with his wooden club, a crooked smile forming on his lips.

‘This guy’s the real deal.’

A monstrous physique, unshakable mental fortitude, impeccable decision-making under pressure, and even the talent to grow stronger during battle. It was as if the heavens had created him to become the ultimate warrior.

‘Though that stubborn soul of his isn’t necessary.’

Once someone wore Eden’s cursed helmet, their original soul was extinguished, leaving only the mind of a monster.

Unless The Fallen One conducted another bizarre experiment, even he wouldn’t be able to preserve Raon Zieghart’s soul.

“Grrr…”

The Dual-Headed Ogre frowned as Raon’s sword sliced through his waist, but inwardly, he was still smirking.

‘Not yet. Come closer.’

Though he could kill Raon immediately, patience was key. To obtain that divine body—the body of a martial god—he needed to wait.

The moment Raon crossed the line while flaunting his strength in excitement, his opportunity would come.

‘What kind of monster will be born?’

He licked his lips, excitement surging at the thought of Raon donning Eden’s newest cursed helmet and attacking Zieghart. The look on Glenn’s face would be priceless.

Sweat began to pour from his body, fueled by his growing anticipation.

‘I can’t wait.’

He licked his lips again as he met Raon’s increasingly ferocious strikes, his gaze burning with crimson greed.

—

The Heavenly Drive shot forward like a spear, clashing head-on with the Dual-Headed Ogre’s wooden club.

‘Kwakaaang!’

Aura and energy collided, unleashing a black-red wave that rippled through the heavens and earth.

The ground tore apart, and the monsters standing upon it were pulverized into pulp.

‘Thud!’

Raon ignored the shockwave and pressed forward with the Supreme Harmony Steps. The Heavenly Drive slashed at the Dual-Headed Ogre’s thigh before he could recover his stance.

“Ugh!”

The Dual-Headed Ogre swung his club violently. His usual expression of mockery was beginning to crumble.

‘Hyaaah!’

Raon deflected the club with the Blizzard Sword Art and followed up with the Fangs of Insanity sword art, aiming for the Dual-Headed Ogre’s neck.

The two sword techniques, once as incompatible as water and oil, now flowed seamlessly together.

‘Spurt!’

However, the Dual-Headed Ogre, a grandmaster at the peak of his craft, tilted his helmet just enough to avoid a fatal strike.

‘As expected, it won’t be easy. But…’

A surge of exhilaration welled up inside him.

The wrath that once felt like an ill-fitting garment was now becoming a part of him.

– “Why do you think that wrath belongs to you? It’s something I lent you—no, it’s a loan!”

Wrath’s voice trembled as if he couldn’t comprehend what was happening.

Judging by Wrath’s reaction, Raon was clearly wielding the wrath properly.

“Shut up!”

The Dual-Headed Ogre roared as he brought his wooden club down with full force. The quality and quantity of his energy had doubled, as though he was pushing himself to his limit.

‘Chiing!’

Raon simultaneously activated the Ring of Fire and his wrath, unfurling the Heavenly Drive like silk.

Ten Thousand Flames – Heavenly Blossoms.

Chains of flame sprouted from the sword like fiery vines, wrapping around the Dual-Headed Ogre’s energy.

‘Whoooosh!’

The flaming prison consumed the Dual-Headed Ogre’s energy, burning it to nothing as if it had never existed.

“Stop using those damned techniques!”

The Dual-Headed Ogre stumbled back, startled by how easily his attack had been erased.

Even as he retreated, he threw monsters into Raon’s path to block him.

‘Chiing!’

Raon lowered his stance, activating the Supreme Harmony Steps once more.

Raon pursued the Dual-Headed Ogre, scattering Fire Spirits to incinerate the surrounding monsters.

“You leech!”

The Dual-Headed Ogre cursed, swinging his wooden club infused with concentrated energy as he fled. The sheer force of the energy wave shattered the ground and twisted the air itself.

‘Wheeee!’

Though dodging or retreating would have been the logical choice, Raon pushed forward faster, thrusting with the Heavenly Drive.

Raon Zieghart Swordsmanship – Form Seven: Void Slash.

The sword strike sliced through the wave of crimson energy, revealing its sharp fangs to the Dual-Headed Ogre’s wooden club.

‘Crunch!’

The legendary weapon, Tashin’s Staff, said to be unbreakable, split in half before the edge of the Heavenly Drive, succumbing to the supreme swordsmanship.

Amid the falling pieces of the shattered club, the Dual-Headed Ogre’s eyes widened in shock.

‘Now!’

Raon activated the [Supreme Harmony Steps], feeling his vision narrow and the world around him blur as the sensation of the ground rushing past filled his senses. He unleashed the Ten Thousand Flames – Returning Heaven strike.

In that moment, the Dual-Headed Ogre’s lips curled into a sinister grin.

“Well done.”

With an eerie voice, something long and thin surged from behind the Dual-Headed Ogre.

‘Kugugugu!’

A muscular man, donning a second Eden Helm, emerged, swinging a massive greatsword aimed at the back of Raon’s head. His attack was so natural, it felt as though he had been waiting for this moment all along.

‘Haaah.’

As the greatsword descended, Raon inhaled deeply.

A sense of incongruity.

Unlike other Edens, who wielded two weapons and fought with dual perspectives, the Dual-Headed Ogre had only used one weapon, relying on a single body. That peculiarity had lingered in Raon’s mind from the moment the identities of the Green King and Soul-Severing Sword were revealed.

Believing the Dual-Headed Ogre had another plan, Raon had kept his thoughts clear and his composure intact.

‘Thump!’

That composure granted him a fleeting moment to act.

‘Gooong!’

The [Ring of Fire] resonated as if it were about to snap, and the icy blue wrath surged through Raon’s mana circuits.

‘Boom!’

The pounding of his heart, like the drumbeat of a mountain god, opened the gateway to the Mental World.

‘Whooosh!’

Memories burned into his mind like a searing brand. Past experiences flashed by in a vivid panorama, searching for a solution to overcome this crisis.

Raon’s gaze froze on a single memory among countless sword techniques and visions of swordsmen.

‘Found it.’

In this instant, where his skull was moments from being split, the path became clear.

It was something he could have never done before, but now, it seemed possible.

‘Wooooosh!’

The eight rings of fire spun at their peak, seamlessly blending the flows of the Snow Flower Absorption Technique and the Snow Flower Spear Technique.

As a new martial art etched itself into his Mental World, the Soul Requiem Sword at his waist was drawn of its own accord.

‘Clang!’

The crimson blade, burning with a demonic glow, traced the arc of Demonic Swordsmanship: Heart-Piercing Demon’s Path, perfectly deflecting the second Eden’s greatsword.

The swordsmanship of the Holy Sword Alliance’s Supreme Sword Saint, lingering in Raon’s mind, materialized through his will.

‘Thud!’

The greatsword slammed into the ground, forced back by the Soul Requiem Sword, and the eyes of the two Edens widened as if they might split apart.

‘Chiing!’

Ignoring the searing headache threatening to split his skull, Raon advanced, scattering flames with the spinning blade of the Heavenly Drive.

‘Kwaaaah!’

The fire-clad blade tore through the Dual-Headed Ogre’s chest, sending a torrent of crimson blood gushing into the air.

‘Boom!’

The miraculous display brought the battle on the plains and fortress walls to a halt.

And then—

A faint glimmer of light flickered within the dark pupils of the Soul-Severing Sword.