The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 734

 Chapter 734

 

The first person to react to Derus’ bizarre statement was, of course, the person directly involved, Lephone Robert.

“Ah, Da-dad…?”

Lephone, teeth chattering, glanced up at Derus, who gave him an eerie smile.

“How can you say I’m not human! What on earth are you talking about?”

He still couldn’t accept that Derus was the blue dragon helmet swordsman, so his eyes widened in shock even more.

"There’s no need to worry, Lephone. You are a very special being."

Derus caressed Lephone’s cheek with his bloodstained hand, as if to reassure him. A red light began to appear in his sunken eyes.

“Magic Tower’s master!”

Raon bit his lip and called out to the Magic Tower’s master, Larian, who was standing to the right.

“The thread magic hasn’t been broken….”

Larian exhaled shakily, saying she was still binding Derus’ arms, legs, and neck with threads.

“That’s not magic.”

Chamber frowned, glaring at Derus.

“Nothing was triggered in the magic circle that blocks artifacts and the flow of mana.”

She shook her head, saying it wasn’t magic or an artifact using mana.

“It’s not martial arts either.”

King Lecross swallowed dryly and raised his sword.

“Indeed, Derus hasn’t moved an inch from that spot.”

Glenn narrowed his eyes, saying that it wasn’t Derus who did something, but that Lephone appeared as if he had teleported.

“Then what the hell is it? What’s going on?”

Ogram, unable to comprehend, slammed his clenched fist hard.

“Derus Robert.”

Raon bit the inside of his cheek as he watched Derus holding Lephone in his arms.

'What did you do?'

The Magic Tower’s master controlled him with the thread magic, Chamber blocked the use of magic and artifacts with a magic circle, and Glenn, Lecross, and Ogram suppressed him with their energy, but Raon couldn’t understand what Derus had done.

‘Could it be…’

Did he borrow the power of a demon king?

Like Wrath’s [wrath], the powers of a demon king are neither mana nor aura. If he used the emotion of the demon king, even a Transcender could not easily detect it.

‘The remaining demon kings are [Pride] and [Lust].’

But Pride was likely connected to Eden, and there was no sign of Lust at all.

‘Rather, what I felt just now….’

A holy energy. The feeling was faintly similar to the Saintess Olga’s holy power in the Holy Kingdom of Schper.

Besides, if Derus had really used the power of a demon king, Wrath would have already informed him.

‘Wrath.’

Raon took a deep breath and looked back.

‘Do you know anything….’

He's gone mad.

Wrath's eyes were more deeply furrowed than ever.

Why is that filthy energy here?

He gritted his teeth, more furious than when facing other demon kings.

‘What is that energy?’

It’s the divine power of the celestial!  

Wrath frowned, saying it was the energy of the celestial, and a powerful one at that.

‘Ce…celestial?’

I would have expected the demon king if anything, but I never imagined the name of the celestial would come up here. It felt like being struck on the back of the head with a hammer.

Hasn't he told you time and time again?

Wrath yelled, flailing his arms.

The celestial are entirely different beings from what you humans imagine!

He shook his head vigorously, saying they were more dangerous than demons.

‘Damn it!’

If what Wrath said was true, then they couldn’t just leave Derus alone.

If the divine power he possessed was like a demon king’s power, who knows what might happen.

“We must strike now! Even if we don’t get any information, we must kill him!”

Raon aimed at Derus with the divine sword and demonic sword he gripped once more.

“I know.”

Glenn, sensing the dangerous energy emanating from Derus, also raised Heavenly Tremor in a middle stance.

Boom!

The moment the red lightning burst from the tip of the sword, the entire right upper half of Derus, who was holding Lephone, was blown away.

“Cough….”

Before Derus could even spit out blood, Chamber’s magic and King Lecross’ sword strike destroyed his lower body as well.

“This way!”

Raon used the Supreme Harmony Steps to save Lephone.

It might not seem rational, but he couldn’t just stand by when Lephone’s terrified eyes reminded him of his past self.

No! Don’t do it!

As Raon reached out to grab Lephone, Wrath screamed.

The medium isn’t your enemy, it’s that child!

Wrath frantically waved his arms, signaling Raon not to approach.

'What is he talking about...'

As Raon swallowed nervously, Derus, who had collapsed as if dead, rose like a zombie and hugged Lephone again.

“Haa….”

It was a wound that would have killed any human, but Derus instantly regenerated and returned to his original state.

“What, what is this….”

The Magic Tower’s master knelt down, trembling uncontrollably.

“The magic has broken…!”

She widened her eyes, saying that the control of the thread magic was collapsing.

“Are, are you really my dad…?”

Despite being terrified by the malice emanating from Derus, Lephone forced himself to speak.

He was more afraid that Derus might not be his father than he was of his own death or the situation he was in.

“Lephone.”

Derus gave a creepy smile without responding to Lephone’s question.

“I never gave you a coming-of-age gift, did I?”

“Why are you talking about that now….”

Lephone widened his eyes, unable to understand.

“Thank you.”

Derus looked at the red sword he had given Lephone as a birthday gift, then blasted Lephone’s left chest apart.

Thwack!

A black hole sprouted from Lephone’s chest, spewing an eerie amount of blood.

“D-Dad. Why….”

His eyes began to sink into darkness. The boy breathed his last without hearing the answer he so desperately wanted.

Thud.

A thick book fell from Lephone’s chest as his life came to an end.

“Ah….”

Raon’s hands trembled as he looked at Lephone, whose breath had stopped.

‘What…is this….’

He had thought that Derus might take Lephone as a hostage, or that the boy might undergo some transformation, but he never imagined that Derus would kill him by blowing up his heart.

He still couldn’t grasp what had happened. It felt like his mind had gone blank.

“You bastard!”

With Glenn’s roar, Derus’ abdomen was split in half by a red lightning bolt.

“How dare you call yourself a father!”

King Lecross, also filled with genuine anger, drove his sword into Derus’ neck.

"You vile demon, you're not even worth calling trash!"

Chamber roared as she tore apart the remaining limbs of Derus.

Boom!

The heads of the Six Kings, who had hesitated because of Lephone, finally unleashed their killing intent.

"Guh…Cough..."

Derus coughed up black blood and collapsed. His regeneration ability had reached its limit, and neither his arms nor legs reattached or healed.

"I can't... hold on much longer..."

He chuckled in a dry voice.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Glenn gritted his teeth and stabbed his sword into Derus's heart.

"He was your son!"

Having just realized the importance of family, he unleashed a wrath stronger than anyone else present.

“Sorry, but that thing is neither my son nor a human.”

Derus laughed, his voice faltering as if his breath would stop at any moment.

"Come out, Uriel."

He stuck out his tongue while looking at Lephone’s corpse.

"If I die, you'll be in trouble too, won't you?"

As Derus' faint voice faded, the red blood filling the ground began to shine with a brilliant golden light.

Thud.

A deep pulse, like the beat of a drum, echoed from within Lephone's body, whose breath had stopped.

Whoooosh!

From the chest that Derus had pierced, a crimson flame blazed like a ring and formed a new heart.

'That...'

Raon swallowed, looking at the heart filling Lephone’s chest as his flesh and bones regenerated.

'Ring of Fire...?'

Strangely, the fire in Lephone's heart resembled the Ring of Fire.

Crackle!

Glenn unleashed the Azure Sky Sword wrapped in lightning to prevent Lephone's transformation.

But the holy fire blazing on Lephone's body repelled Glenn's sword strikes and raised an even larger pillar of light.

He’s coming!

Wrath growled like a beast, veins bulging on his forehead.

'Is there a way to stop it?'

It is impossible! The moment that child arrived (on Derus’ side), the descent could no longer be stopped!

Wrath shook his head, admitting that nothing could stop the descent now, no matter what they did.

Whoooosh!

From within the holy fire soaring as if to reach the sky, something far beyond human emerged.

Golden hair and blue eyes—common in this world, but this being was different.

Each strand of his golden hair sparkled like the sun, and his blue eyes contained the vastness of the sky.

Just by standing there, an overwhelming presence pressed down on everything around.

He wore a pure white long coat that seemed to have been cut from a snowfield, and his shoulders were adorned with golden ornaments that seemed to radiate elegance and nobility.

Around his waist hung three strange flaming horns, which conveyed an ominous feeling just by looking at them.

"How filthy."

The angel whom Derus called Uriel wrinkled his nose as if the very existence of this world disgusted him.

'This is...'

Raon trembled, unable to move a single finger, his lips dry.

'An angel?'

He's not just any angel.

Wrath clenched his fist as he looked at Uriel.

The archangel Uriel! He's the most vile among the leaders of the celestial!

Wrath revealed his anger as if he had a grudge against Uriel.

"If it's Uriel..."

Chamber's eyes wavered as she looked at Uriel.

"He's one of the seven archangels..."

She swallowed hard, saying that Uriel is one of the greatest among the celestial

"You look terrible."

Ignoring everyone else, Uriel looked down at Derus.

"It's been a while since I called you. Why are you only coming out now?"

Derus, not looking at Uriel but at the empty space, twisted his lips into a grin.

“Hmph.”

With a wave of Uriel's hand, Derus' torn body healed, and the paleness of his face vanished.

It was an ability that could only be described as miraculous.

However, even amid all this, the scar on the back of Derus' hand remained.

Uriel glanced at the scar with displeasure before turning his gaze away.

“I don’t want to stay in this filthy place for even a moment longer.”

As he spoke of leaving, wings of stunning beauty sprouted from his back like a sculpture.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

Glenn blocked Uriel's path, his dry eyes narrowing.

"I don't care if you're an archangel or a demon king."

He enveloped Heavenly Tremor with murderous intent, declaring that he would take his head here and now.

"You..."

For the first time, Uriel's transparent gaze, which had always looked down on humans, wavered.

"Why is someone like you still here?"

His eyes narrowed in disbelief.

"To remain in that realm alone, without someone to take on the causality in your stead…. What an absurd human you are."

Uriel's holy voice dripped with disdain. The fact that an archangel despised and ignored humanity was surprising in itself.

"Don't confront him."

Derus, standing beside Uriel, shook his head.

"Even for you, it's dangerous."

He wiped away the blood that had dripped down his forehead as he suggested retreating.

"You're underestimating us too much."

Chamber furrowed her brow and stepped forward.

“Who said we’d let you leave?”

She spread a mana barrier that was impossible to escape from, refusing to be intimidated by Uriel's presence.

"Ugh..."

Larian also combined thread magic and shadow magic to create a prison-like structure.

"Angel or whatever, your grave is here!"

Ogram and king Lecross also stepped forward with determination, raising their fighting spirit.

"This is why humans are problematic."

Uriel tilted his chin sideways, his brows furrowing.

"They don't know their place."

He ran his hand over one of the horn trumpets hanging from his waist.

Raon shivered at Uriel’s eerie voice. That archangel seemed to despise humans even more than the demon kings did.

"But today is not the day."

With a snap of Uriel's fingers, Derus and his subordinates' bodies began to fade into a translucent light.

They weren't just becoming invisible—it felt as though their bodies were disappearing from this place altogether.

"Attack!"

"Stop them!"

Chamber and King Lecross were the first to unleash their magics and sword strikes.

"Hnngh..."

"How dare you!"

Larian and Ogram also unleashed their magics and fist techniques, but...

They couldn't touch Uriel or Derus. It was as if they had already left this place, passing through all magic and aura.

“What… what is this…?”

"Magic doesn't work at all?"

"Even though it's the archangel, this is..."

The Transcenders of the Six Kings bit their lips as they watched Uriel gradually fade away.

It’s the holy spirit transformation.

Wrath shook his head fiercely.

In that state, not even Transcenders can touch him!

He furrowed his brow, saying that neither aura nor magic would work on him.

'What kind of cheat ability is that...'

But in that state, he cannot attack either.

Wrath gritted his teeth, saying that he was trying to escape.

Glenn stepped forward, pushing aside the heads of the Six Kings. A faint, misty energy began to rise from Heavenly Tremor.

‘Heart Sword?’

It seemed to be that absolute swordsmanship that had once cut down the heads of the Five Demons and the dragons in a single strike.

“That is…!”

Uriel's eyes widened in surprise, clearly startled by Glenn's energy. It appeared that even the holy spirit transformation could be pierced by the Heart Sword.

“If you move, I will cut you down.”

Glenn’s cold voice indicated that if he tried to disappear, he would sever his soul.

“With that sword, you could indeed reach me.”

Uriel nodded heavily.

“But if I die, you will no longer be able to exist in this world either.”

He revealed unwavering eyes as if he was certain.

“You seem to have much left to protect. Will you take that risk?”

Uriel glanced around at the people who were so overwhelmed by his presence that they could barely breathe.

His expression was calm, as if he didn’t care about dying right then and there.

“Hmm…”

Glenn turned to look at Raon. His hand holding Heavenly Tremor trembled slightly as if he was torn with indecision.

“Don’t be in such a hurry. We will meet again soon.”

Uriel lightly tapped the fire trumpet at his waist and narrowed his eyes.

"Because there's not much time left."

As if knowing Glenn’s response, Uriel turned into a hazy color again.

The veins on the back of Glenn’s hand bulged, but in the end, he couldn’t bring himself to swing the sword.

Raon gritted his teeth so hard they nearly cracked as he looked at the spot where Lephone had fallen.

‘That book….’

On the blood-soaked ground lay the Chronicles of Raon Zieghart, which he had promised to sign.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

As the image of Lephone’s smiling face, shyly holding out the book, overlapped with the blood-soaked pages, the wrath he had buried deep within his soul began to surge uncontrollably.

‘Wrath!’

Raon clenched his teeth as he looked at the fading figures of Uriel and Derus.

‘Is there nothing you can do? I'll take in all the wrath….’

There’s no need! The King of Essence, will help you, so don’t let that cunning bastard get away!

As he screamed in anger, a terrifying surge of wrath flowed into him from the ice flower bracelet.

Divine power and my authority are opposites! We can break the holy spirit transformation!

He shook his fists, saying he could do it.

Whoooosh!

Raon poured all of Wrath’s wrath and the energy of the Ring of Fire into the divine sword and the demonic sword, which were on the verge of extinguishing.

Kuooooooong!

He stomped his left foot with a force that seemed like it could shatter the earth. Channeling all the strength from the muscles rising from his lower body and the aura from his energy center, he hurled both the divine sword and the demonic sword that had been pulled back behind his shoulder.

Chiiiiing!

The divine sword and the demonic sword, streaking forward in red and blue flashes, pierced through the backs of Uriel and Derus.

Pchuooock!

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