The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 770

Chapter 770

 

"What on earth is going on! What are they all saying!"

Krein grabbed his head, unable to understand the chaotic situation.

"I-it's hard to believe, but it seems like the Soul Severing Sword and the Green King are our division leader's dad and older sister…."

Dorian's hands trembled as he watched the Soul Severing Sword and the Green King radiate combative energy.

"Raon…."

Burren bit his lip as he watched Raon driving the Two-Headed Demon back.

'You don't stop, even in this kind of situation.'

If he were in that situation, he would have mentally collapsed like Sylvia and been unable to do anything.

But Raon didn't fall into wrath or despair. He quickly grasped the situation and thought of a way to save his father and sister. His calmness and decisiveness were something to admire.

'I want to help, but I have my own duties.'

The role of the Light Wind division was to hold this fortress wall so Raon could focus entirely on his fight with the Two-Headed Demon.

"Light Wind division! Our fight isn't over yet! Focus on the defense!"

Burren shouted orders to the dazed swordsmen of the Light Wind division, cutting down the orcs coming over the collapsed wall.

"We know!"

Martha nodded as she cut down five Red Demons at once.

She glanced at Raon's back and bit her lip.

'That monstrous guy….'

Raon had advised that if she wanted to save her mom from the White Blood Religion’s leader, she should never lose her composure in any situation.

On the surface, she had said she understood, but inwardly, she comforted herself by thinking that anyone would get agitated in such a situation.

But even upon seeing his father and sister, who were thought to be dead, turned into Eden's minions, Raon did not lose his reason and focused on what he could do in the current situation.

A laugh escaped her out of disbelief.

'Is he keeping his own words?'

Once again, she gained mental enlightenment through Raon.

If that guy could save his father and sister, then maybe there was hope she could save her mom too.

"Get lost, all of you!"

Martha stayed focused on the battle on the wall, but her eyes never left Raon's back, as if she would never forget this moment, even in death.

"Family…."

Runaan clenched her grip around the Snow Flower Sword and bit her lip.

'It must hurt.'

Raon cherishes his family more than anyone. On the surface, he appears calm, but inside he must be full of frustration and anxiety.

"Whew."

Runaan exhaled shortly and nodded to Martha.

"I'll be right back."

"What? Where are you going?"

"Down below."

Without waiting for Martha's reply, Runaan leaped off the fortress wall and approached Sylvia.

"It must be hard, but you have to fight."

Runaan knelt before Sylvia and held her hand.

"…Runaan?"

"Raon once told me, you have to protect your family with your own hands."

It was what Raon had told her when she was paralyzed by fear of Syria and could do nothing.

Passing on the advice that had lifted her up, she looked Sylvia in the eyes.

"If not now, you might regret it."

Runaan bowed her head, recalling the regret of not saving her brother in time and the scars engraved on her parents' bodies and minds.

"That idiot's words are right."

Martha, who had followed Runaan, lowered her gaze.

"If you just sit there, you can't do anything. If you want to save your family, you have to get up yourself."

Martha also passed on Raon's advice as she stroked her chin.

"Ugh…."

Sylvia bit her lip as she looked at Runaan and Martha, who had eyes far stronger than hers.

'I'm so ashamed….'

They weren’t just offering empty words of comfort. They were speaking from real pain and heartfelt advice.

If she couldn't even understand the sincerity in these children's hearts, then she didn’t deserve to be called a mother.

"Thank you."

Sylvia bowed her head to Runaan and Martha. She stood up, holding her sword in trembling hands.

"You're right. I have to protect my family myself."

With a faint smile, she charged toward the Soul Severing Sword, who was fighting against Rimmer.

"Edgar!"

Sylvia unleashed her astral sphere as she roared like a battle cry at the Soul Severing Sword.

"You chatterbox! Wake up!"

* * *

"Damn it."

Raon frowned as he looked at Heavenly Drive and the Blade of Requiem, where the fire and frost had faded.

He had wanted to sever the Two-Headed Demon's neck before his sword field dissipated, but in the end, he hadn’t been able to break the Two-Headed Demon's club, and his divine sword and demonic sword vanished first.

Rumble!

The Two-Headed Demon didn't miss the moment when the pressure weakened, swinging his club and pushing Raon back.

"Haa…."

Wiping the cold sweat running down his neck, Raon exhaled heavily.

"That was a bit dangerous this time."

The Two-Headed Demon awkwardly laughed as if Raon was beyond his expectations.

"Not just this time, today, you will die."

Raon sheathed the Blade of Requiem and raised Heavenly Drive to mid-level stance. He left his heart boiling with anger alone and cooled only his head.

'I must not lose my composure.'

There were still some lingering oddities.

The Two-Headed Demon trembled slightly, as if taken aback, but there was undoubtedly a secret he was hiding.

No matter how much it felt like his insides were boiling over, Raon needed to remain calm.

'However....'

Right now, I don't think I'll lose no matter what.

He felt the Ring of Fire and the emotion of wrath, which usually opposed each other, were slightly harmonizing. It gave him the sense that he could win against any opponent.

Boom!

Raon dashed to the Two-Headed Demon’s left and slashed upward with Heavenly Drive. Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation's Crimson Slash. Flames danced on the blade as it cleaved through the space, rising high.

"Don't underestimate me!"

The Two-Headed Demon ground his teeth and swung his wooden club. Even though multiple cracks had formed, the club was still brimming with combative energy.

Fwoooosh!

Heavenly Drive’s flame grew even stronger than when it was a divine sword, forcefully pushing back the Two-Headed Demon’s wooden club.

"What kind of human has this much strength…?"

The Two-Headed Demon widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe the flames growing thicker by the moment.

"Not yet."

Raon leaned forward, channeling the wrath energy into Heavenly Drive.

The power of Heavenly Heavy Cannon, which contained the principles of destructive sword and heavy sword, doubled and extended forward.

"Argh…."

The Two-Headed Demon imbued his wooden club with combative energy, but he couldn't withstand the Heavenly Heavy Cannon and was pushed back ten steps, leaving deep marks on the plains.

His eyes twisted in pain.

"Graaaah!"

The Two-Headed Demon let out a beast-like roar and swung his wooden club around.

As the club spun, the reddish combat energy swelled, and before long, it formed a massive orb, glowing like the sun.

"Die!"

The Two-Headed Demon, eyes bloodshot, smashed the orb of combative energy down. It held enough power to destroy the entire plain.

Whoooosh.

Instead of dodging, Raon walked forward, raising Heavenly Drive.

The Ultimate Technique of the Monarch of Wrath.

Silver Moon Demonic Sword.

The silver moonlight blooming over the white blade drew a graceful arc.

Although the sword technique appeared gentle, a blue flash surged from the tip of the sword, shattering the blazing orb of combative energy and freezing half of the wooden club.

It was a peerless technique that possessed power beyond beauty

"Guhk!"

The Two-Headed Demon staggered, his arms and legs trembling as if he might collapse. He had suffered a severe blow.

Swoosh!

Raon pierced through the thickly frozen plain with his body and charged straight at the Two-Headed Demon.

"How are you not even out of breath!"

The Two-Headed Demon gritted his teeth and fired consecutive fierce combative energy toward Raon's head as he charged toward him.

Ssshhh!

Raon unfolded the Demonic Righteous Sword with Heavenly Drive, which still retained the cold of the Silver Moon Demonic Sword.

The blade, enveloped in eerie cold, pierced through the fierce combative energy and cut deep into the Two-Headed Demon's collarbone.

Splaash!

Blood gushed from the Two-Headed Demon’s shoulder, where he had already been struck once before.

"Huff."

Raon spat out the blood that had gathered at the corner of his mouth and slowly caught his breath.

Even though his internal injuries weren't healed, his body felt surprisingly light. Perhaps because the Ring of Fire and wrath energy weren't interfering with each other, he felt he could even perform sword techniques he hadn't mastered yet.

"Damn it…"

The Two-Headed Demon trembled his jaw, shocked that his offensive was having no effect at all.

"What are you so surprised about?"

Raon straightened his posture. He looked down at the Two-Headed Demon with eyes burning red, curling his lips into a sneer.

"It's just getting started."

* * *

Boom!

The Two-Headed Demon blocked Raon's sword strike, which was as heavy as a towering mountain, and curled his lips.

‘This guy is the real deal, huh?’

A monstrous physical ability, unshakable mental strength, the ability to remain calm in any situation, and the talent to grow stronger while fighting.

He seemed like a vessel created by heaven to become the greatest martial artist.

‘Though that solid soul is unnecessary.’

When one wears ‘that helmet’, the original soul is extinguished, and only the monster's mind remains.

Unless the Fallen conducted another bizarre experiment, but even then, he wouldn't keep Raon Zieghart’s soul intact.

“Ugh...”

The Two-Headed Demon frowned as Raon’s sword strike pierced through his combative energy and slashed his waist, but inwardly, he was still smiling.

‘Not yet. Come closer.’

He could kill Raon right this moment if he wanted to, but to gain that body— the body of a martial god— he needed patience.

The moment that guy crosses the line while showing off his strength in excitement would be the opportunity.

'I wonder what kind of monster will be born?'

He couldn't help but wonder what expression Glenn would make when Raon wore 'that helmet,' which had been created not long ago, and then attacked Zieghart.

Anticipation and excitement caused sweat to start pouring down his body.

‘I can’t wait.’

The Two-Headed Demon licked his lips as he blocked Raon’s increasingly fierce sword strikes. His eyes shone with crimson desire.

* * *

Heavenly Drive, extending sharply as if slicing through the air, collided head-on with the Two-Headed Demon’s wooden club.

Boom!

The clash of aura and combative energy stirred a blackish-red wave between the sky and the ground.

The ground overturned, and the monsters standing on it were smashed into pulp and scattered.

Thud!

Raon stepped forward using the Supreme Harmony Steps, ignoring the shockwave.

Before the sound even reached, Heavenly Drive, already swung, slashed the Two-Headed Demon’s thigh, who hadn’t yet regained his stance.

“Ugh!”

The Two-Headed Demon swung his wooden club violently. The face that was always filled with leisure and mockery began to twist.

Screech!

Raon deflected the wooden club with the Blizzard Sword Art, then aimed for the Two-Headed Demon’s neck with the Fangs of Insanity.

The two swordsmanship, which once didn’t seem to fit together like water and oil had somehow become connected as one.

Swish!

But the Two-Headed Demon, befitting a warrior who had reached peak Grandmaster level, slightly tilted his helmet to avoid having his neck severed.

'As expected, not easy. However...'

A sense of exhilaration rises.

The emotion of wrath, which had been like wearing clothes that didn't fit, now seemed to be becoming his own.

How dare you claim that wrath as yours! It belongs to the King of Essence! He lent it to you—no, it's merely a loan!

Wrath trembled his eyes as if he had encountered an incomprehensible situation.

From Wrath's reaction, it was clear that Raon was using wrath correctly.

“Just shut up!”

The Two-Headed Demon shouted as he brought his wooden club down. It seemed he was going all out now, as both the quantity and quality of his combative energy had more than doubled.

Whooosh!

Raon simultaneously operated the Ring of Fire and wrath, spreading out Heavenly Drive like silk.

Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation.

Thousand Flames.

Golden Void Infusion. (Previously translated as Flawless Golden Strands)

The flames burning from the sword blade took the form of chains and wrapped around the Two-Headed Demon’s combative energy.

Fwoosh!

The prison of flames burned away the combative energy as if it had never existed and then extinguished.

“Stop using those damn annoying techniques!”

The Two-Headed Demon quickly retreated as if flustered that the martial art he had prepared was erased without accomplishing anything.

Even while retreating, he used the monsters to block the way.

Screech!

Raon stepped forward using the Supreme Harmony Steps with his waist bent. He scattered Flame Spirits to burn the surrounding monsters as he pursued the Two-Headed Demon.

“You leech-like bastard!”

The Two-Headed Demon cursed as he gathered his combative energy while running away and then brought his club crashing down.

The shockwave from the combative energy released by the club was so powerful that the ground crumbled, and the air distorted.

Swish!

It would be right to dodge or retreat, but Raon instead advanced even faster and thrust Heavenly Drive.

Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay.

Seventh Form: Void Slash.

In a fleeting moment, the slash cut through the crimson wave of combative energy and revealed sharp fangs aimed at the Two-Headed Demon’s wooden club.

Crack!

The Two-Headed Demon's wooden club  finally split in half.

The legendary weapon, the God-Striking Club, imbued with the will to never be cut, knelt before the blade of Heavenly Drive.

Amid the falling, broken pieces of the club, the Two-Headed Demon’s eyes were wide with shock.

‘Now!’

Raon used the Supreme Harmony Steps at extreme speed. Feeling as if his field of vision narrowed and the ground was pushed back, he slashed upward with the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s Revolving Sky.

At that moment, the corners of the Two-Headed Demon’s mouth curled up widely.

"Well done."

With a chilling voice, something long shot up from behind the Two-Headed Demon.

Kugugugu!

It was the second head of the Two-Headed Demon. He swung down the greatsword in his hand toward the back of Raon's head.

The sword strike was so natural, as if he had predicted this moment from the very beginning.

Haa.

Raon inhaled deeply as he felt the greatsword descending toward his head.

Something felt off.

Unlike an ettin, which wielded two weapons with two heads, the Two-Headed Demon had only used one body and one weapon.

The Two-Headed Demon’s very existence felt out of place.

From the moment the identity of the Green King and the Soul Severing Sword was revealed, Raon had not let go of that sense of wrongness.

Thinking that the Two-Headed Demon surely had another plan, he constantly cooled his head.

Thud!

That cold, logical thinking granted Raon a fleeting moment of time.

Gooooooh!

The Ring of Fire resonated as if it would break, and the blue emotion of wrath surged through his entire mana circuit.

Tuuuung!

His heartbeat, pounding like the sound of drums in the high mountains, opening the door to his mental world.

Fuuuuk!

Blazing memories flooded his mind.

As if his life were flashing before his eyes, past memories raced through his head in a panorama as he sought a way out of this crisis.

Raon scanned through numerous sword techniques and swordsmen's images, then stopped his gaze.

'Found it.'

He saw the only way to escape the situation where his head was about to be smashed.

What was previously impossible now seemed achievable.

Goooooh!

The eight Ring of Fire rotated at extreme speed, naturally blending the principles of Snow Flower’s Absorption and Snow Flower’s Thrust.

As the flow of a new martial art was engraved into his mental world, the Blade of Requiem, which had been sheathed at his waist, unsheathed itself on its own.

Clang!

The red blade, blazing with ghastly energy, followed the path of the Demonic Righteous Sword special technique the Charging Demon's Heart, flawlessly deflecting the second Two-Headed Demon's greatsword.

The sword technique of the Holy Sword Alliance’s master (Darkan), which had remained in his mental world, manifested through his will. 

Kuuung!

The greatsword, pushed by the Blade of Requiem, struck the ground, and the eyes of both heads of the Two-Headed Demon widened as if they would tear apart.

Chiiiiiing!

Ignoring the splitting headache, Raon advanced and scattered the flames rotating on Heavenly Drive’s blade.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

The blade wrapped in flames deeply cut the Two-Headed Demon’s chest, spewing bright red blood.

Kuung!

At the sight of Raon unleashing the impossible, the war on the plains and at the fortress walls came to a sudden halt.

And then.

A faint light appeared within the pitch-black eye of the Soul Severing Sword.

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