Dragon's Awakening: The Duke's Son Is Changing The Plot-Chapter 173 - 172 - The Plan.

"Good, because we’re about to make history... or die really stupid deaths trying."

The moment Raven said that, his body surged forward.

The wind screamed past his ears.

The world blurred into streaks of light and color.

Divine chains snapped out like angry serpents, slashing through the air with thunderclaps.

Knives—brilliant, burning, and impossibly fast—homed in on him from every direction, tracing arcs of destruction like stars gone mad.

But Raven ran.

Not away from them but into them.

His figure darted between them, barely staying ahead.

One blade skimmed past his shoulder, slicing through cloth and skin alike.

Another knifed into his thigh, a hot lance of pain, but even before the blood fully spilled, the wound sealed—tendons knitting back together in moments.

Slash.

A divine chain scraped his ribs, causing his powers to diminish, but he kicked the ground, jumping away from it.

Crack.

A spectral blade grazed his cheek, leaving molten red blood bubbling up, only to fade as healing overtook the damage.

Omni screamed in his mind, "DUDE—these knives are homing in like ex-girlfriends with closure issues! I can’t block all of them!"

"I know!" Raven shouted back mentally, leaping between floating temple stones in midair. "But we gotta hold them off! I’m almost close enough—!"

His breath caught as the air shimmered.

Then it hit him—not physically, but mentally.

A spell.

It came in a whisper, threading into his mind like silk wrapped in razor wire.

Words—ancient, mournful, divine—echoed in his skull like the lullaby of an eldritch god.

Memories that weren’t his. Regrets that clawed at his soul. A weight not meant for mortals.

It was as if they were telling him to surrender to the woman before him.

But Raven’s soul didn’t falter.

He stood. Or rather—his soul stood.

He was sure that one of the tales of the goddess before him was responsible for the attack, but he was somehow able to resist it despite all tales being absolute against any human.

It could be the divine law in the room; maybe it was Raven’s soul that was an anomaly, or perhaps both, but the attack didn’t do as much damage to Raven as it should’ve.

Inside him, like a great dragon made of golden fire, his soul surged forward and bit back at a divine mist that was about to corrode his mind.

The divine spell shattered against it like glass against a star.

Raven’s eyes glowed with cold fire as the pressure collapsed around him, unable to pierce the fortress that was his will.

Omni let out a long whistle. "Holy crap, man. I felt that. You just tanked soul magic like it was passive-aggressive shade."

"I eat trauma for breakfast," Raven replied, eyes locked on the divine storm ahead.

Raven’s soul was now way stronger than his physical powers, which was the cap of this divine room.

For once, Raven tried using his soul power to attack the goddess.

Shing!

A sword made of concentrated soul power shot toward her, but she didn’t even flinch as the sword made of pure and concentrated soul power shattered the moment it touched her.

’Yeah,’ he groaned inwardly. ’Why did I even hope?’

"Bruh," Omni deadpanned like a disappointed older brother watching his sibling lick a lightning socket.

"Even divine laws can’t touch the inner juice of the gods, man. Yeah, sure, some laws exist that mess with that, but this one? Nah. It just nerfs her physically."

He pulsed again, somehow impressed at Raven’s stupidity.

"Who the hell told you your mortal soul attack would work on a god? You out here throwing pebbles at a damn volcano."

’Man, I had to try!’ Raven grumbled before he focused forward.

But the problem was that he couldn’t get any closer.

Because the closer he went, the less space he had to dodge, and now, knives were chasing after him.

They screamed through the air like possessed meteors, twisting and coiling with intelligence, and each one burned like it had been bathed in a dying god’s last breath.

Every time he deflected one with Omni, the clash left sparks of divine flame in the air—too bright, too sacred, and way too hot.

Even Omni could only defend the attacks he could keep up with.

"We are doing the best we can, man, but this is like trying to swat flies with a toothpick—while riding a speeding unicorn!"

Raven’s feet skidded across the broken floor, which was continuously being healed and damaged.

His breath was sharp. His clothes were ragged. And his body, while healing fast, still couldn’t go on for long.

After all, even auto-healing needed mana.

So, he decided that it was time.

He used his trump card—the Voidborn transformation.

Void energy poured from within him.

The air cracked.

His form twisted.

Raven was no longer just Raven.

His body elongated, muscles surging beneath molten, obsidian-black scaled skin laced with glowing crimson lines—like magma in motion.

His head now looked like a mini version of a dragon’s head, while spikes made of Voidfire sprouted on his back.

His fingers lengthened into clawed gauntlets of void steel.

A pulse of Voidfire spread out in a ring, melting the divine mist nearby.

The goddess paused.

Her eyes widened.

"...Voidborn," she whispered.

Not with fear but surprise. It was as if she was watching something impossible become possible.

But Raven wasn’t listening.

Because for him—

Time slowed for him.

The world dulled.

Every chain. Every knife. Every attack now moved in slow motion around him.

His eyes tracked everything.

His mind calculated a hundred paths.

His body? A weapon honed beyond human limits.

He moved.

For a second, even the divine law in the room seemed to have paused, confused how someone could grow that much in a second.

He was too fast. Too much. Too unbound.

A chain shot toward his heart.

He vanished.

Then he reappeared an inch away from it.

Another knife descended, screaming with holiness.

He caught it mid-air, twirled, and threw it away.

The mana within his body burned with every twitch of his finger, but he didn’t care.

He had thirty seconds, and that was more than enough for him to do what he wanted.

"...Damn," Omni muttered, his voice low like he’d just caught his boy sneaking snacks before dinner. "I get what you tryin’ to do now..."

A vibration ran through the sword as realization hit.

"You were tryna cheat the divine law, huh? That’s... impressive."

Omni sounded impressed.

Because he knew that even the divine law would take some seconds to turn the goddess before Raven to his current level, and Raven would use those seconds to take care of the goddess.

It was a risky move since none of them knew how long the divine law would take, but the good thing was that Raven was already above the goddess.

Raven floated midair, silhouetted by a red moon that hadn’t been there a moment ago.

Omni pulsed in his hand, ready to cleave the head of the woman before him, but he flinched as the goddess met his eyes with a calm yet gloomy gaze.

There was a surprise in her eyes, but not one beat of his movement was missed by her.

Instead, she kept looking at him, not like an enemy, but something else entirely.

"...Why do you hesitate?" She asked softly.

Her body couldn’t follow, but her eyes and her voice could.

It was as if her body was frozen in time while her gaze and her voice weren’t.

Raven blinked.

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"...I don’t know," he muttered honestly, Omni still clenched in his hand. "You’re strong. Beautiful. Lonely. And you haven’t killed me yet."

It didn’t seem morally and emotionally right to Raven.

After all, she was here on Grandpa’s orders—he and she and no animosity.

However—

"Bro, decide quickly!" Omni’s voice snapped in his head like a ticking clock with attitude. "Time’s running out, man—this ain’t a noodle menu; you don’t get to stare at it for twenty minutes!"

Those words reminded Raven of the situation, making him grit his teeth.

’Fuck!’

This wasn’t the time to be emotional and let his main character’s instincts act up.

Looking into the goddess’s eyes, Raven used to burn his divinity for a second, and in that one second, Omni passed through the woman’s neck, severing it.

Thud!

The head fell back with a thud, and so did the body.

As he stared at her head, expecting to see blood, nothing came out, only her eyes, still calm and gloomy, locked into his eyes.

’Alright!’ Raven turned away, taking a deep breath. ’Step one complete.’

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