The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 735

 Chapter 735

 

"Kuuuaaarghhh!"

Derus let out a scream, something he hadn't done even when the heads of the Six Kings tore his limbs apart, and curled up his body.

"H-how can this be... the holy spirit transformation..."

He trembled, lips quivering, as he looked at the divine sword embedded in his back, piercing through the holy spirit transformation.

“Ugh...”

Even Uriel, the archangel who seemed like he wouldn't flinch even if his neck were severed, let out a low groan.

He stared at the blade of the demonic sword protruding from his abdomen, unable to believe that the holy spirit transformation had been shattered, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

“Haa…”

Raon exhaled heavily as he looked at the horrified expressions of Uriel and Derus.

‘It worked.’

Just as Wrath had been confident, the authority of Wrath pierced through the holy spirit transformation, which was supposed to be impervious even to aura and magic, and struck the backs of both Derus and Uriel.

However, the light of the holy spirit transformation that protected them hadn't been completely extinguished.

It seemed they were still maintaining their focus despite everything.

It worked perfectly!

Wrath cheered as he saw Uriel's distorted pupils, shaking his fist in satisfaction.

Hit them more! smash that ugly face of his!

Though it would be difficult to kill them, Wrath pushed more wrath into Raon, telling him to keep attacking.

‘Just wait a bit…’

Raon leaned forward slightly and shook his head.

Maintaining the sword field for so long, and unleashing his accumulated energy and wrath energy in one burst made him feel dizzy as if he might collapse any moment.

"Raon, just what did you...?"

Glenn breathed heavily, looking at Raon in disbelief.

“Why is the Light Wind division leader's sword going through...?”

King Lecross swallowed dryly, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"You still don’t get it? Raon’s the kind of guy who doesn’t follow any logic!"

Chamber muttered something unusually out of character for a mage, as if this kind of thing had happened more than once.

"I-I'm scared..."

Larian trembled her pupils, seemingly even more confused by Raon.

“Raon, can you still go on?”

Ogram raised his bloodied fist and asked.

“You're the only one who can hit those bastards now!”

“I can, but even if I go all out, I won’t be able to kill those two.”

Raon bit his lip and shook his head. Both Uriel and Derus possessed a level of power far beyond his own. Even if he pierced through the Holy spirit transformation, killing them was out of reach.

“Raon!”

Derus glared at Raon, baring his blood-soaked teeth.

“What the hell are you?! What is behind all of this?!”

He gritted his teeth as he forcibly pulled out the divine sword embedded in his back. Crimson blood poured out from the long, gaping wound.

Kyaaang.

The demonic sword that had pierced through Uriel’s abdomen also pulled itself out and fell to the ground.

However, despite his title as an archangel, the wound on Uriel's abdomen did not heal and continued to bleed golden blood.

“You human…”

Uriel turned his sharp chin to the right as he looked at Raon.

“Who are you?”

His blue eyes seemed to blaze with dark flames. It was a chilling feeling, similar to when he faced Wrath’s energy.

"Why does a human possess that filthy power?"

Uriel’s eerie glare suggested he would kill Raon if he didn’t answer immediately.

Fortunately, he only sensed wrath energy, he didn’t seem to realize that Wrath was residing within Raon.

“You're the filthy ones.”

Raon sneered, enduring Uriel’s overwhelming energy that seemed to crush his entire body.

“You, who are more vile than any human or demon I’ve ever seen, dare to spew such nonsense.”

“You really don’t know your place.”

Uriel’s cold eyes filled with a thick killing intent.

"The power of emotions is not something a lowly being like you can handle..."

“Shut up, pigeon.”

Raon waved his hand dismissively at Uriel.

Uriel's jaw dropped, clearly not expecting to be called a pigeon and told to shut up by a human.

He's completely shocked!

Wrath clutched his belly, laughing.

He's completely dumbfounded because he got insulted by a human he looked down on!

Wrath wagged his tail, delighted by Uriel’s shock.

“Lephone... What happened to Lephone Robert?”

Raon clenched his teeth, glaring at Derus.

“You’re still thinking about that…?”

Derus chuckled as he rose.

“You’ve grown soft since we last met.”

He forcibly pulled his flesh together to close his wound, turning his head.

“Let me explain it simply. Lephone was just a shell.”

Derus chuckled as he continued.

“A shell…?”

“As you know, what matters in a fruit is the flesh inside. As long as the flesh ripens properly, who cares what happens to the shell?”

He drew a round shape in the air with the blood pooling in his palm, resembling an apple.

“Lephone’s existence was like that shell. He certainly existed, but the moment the shell served its purpose…”

Derus clenched his fist, and the blood-formed apple burst into pieces, leaving no trace behind.

“He disappeared, without leaving anything behind.”

He smiled and dusted off his hands as if that was all there was to it.

“…..”

Uriel, still furrowing his brows, seemed more shocked at being called a pigeon than by the energy of Wrath unleashed by Raon.

“Answer me. Why did you compare me to a pigeon?”

Uriel, about to reach out as he erased the holy spirit transformation, was suddenly blocked by a dark shadow in front of Raon.

“Do you want to die?”

It was Glenn. He seemed unconcerned about the consequences, as he emanated a mysterious energy from Heavenly Tremor.

“Things are really getting messy.”

Uriel bit his lip, clearly displeased with the situation.

“Let’s end it here for today. After all, you won’t be able to stop that day from coming.”

“……”

“Derus, Do you feel nothing? After raising that child as your own son?”

“Feel? What?”

Derus tilted his head as if he truly didn’t understand.

“Good. That’s really good.”

Raon let out a chilling laugh, like a ravenous beast.

“Because I won’t feel a shred of guilt when I destroy you and everything you’ve built.”

He clenched his teeth, reaffirming his resolve to sever everything Derus held dear.

“Human.”

Uriel stood before Derus, his bloodshot eyes looking down.

“Why did you call me a pigeon?”

He glared at both Glenn and Raon before lowering his hand.

Fwoosh!

As Uriel snapped his fingers, both he and Derus began to blur and fade away.

‘Now!’

As Uriel’s vision dimmed, Raon pulled out the Heaven Slaying Dagger.

The dagger, named for its power to slay even the heaven, was wrapped in wrath and the energy of Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation as it shot toward them.

Swoosh!

The dagger, carrying the flow of the Flawless Dagger Art, surged toward the hearts of Uriel and Derus.

"I expected."

Uriel, having been struck by the demonic sword, didn't underestimate Raon's attack this time. He activated his divine power and deflected the Heaven Slaying Dagger.

Clang!

Despite the Heaven Slaying Dagger advancing like a beam of light, it was easily deflected and embedded into the ground.

However, Raon’s target from the beginning was neither Uriel nor Derus.

‘I can’t capture Derus and Uriel anyway.’

As Uriel focused on defense, Raon activated the Supreme Harmony Steps and advanced to the right.

With a fist imbued with wrath and the Raging Sea, he struck Varian, the leader of the Heroic Sword squad, whose holy spirit transformation's light had diminished.

Bam!

Varian, struck on the right cheek, was flung out of the golden light, and as the holy spirit transformation dissipated, all the Heroic sword squad swordsmen plummeted to the ground.

Boom!

Raon didn’t stop there. He approached the fallen Varian and struck his chest with his palm.

His aim wasn't to attack him, but to knock out the rage worm that was likely in his heart.

“Magic Tower’s master!”

As soon as he subdued Varian, he called out to the Magic Tower’s master.

Larian immediately used her thread magic without needing any further instruction and captured all the Heroic Sword squad swordsmen.

"Apply a shock to their chests! There must be rage worms inside!"

“Leave it to me!”

Chamber nodded and extended her hand, causing the Heroic Sword squad swordsmen's chests to convulse violently as if they were about to burst. It felt as though she had struck directly at their hearts with mana.

‘This should do it.’

It was regrettable that Kubara had escaped, but Varian was also one of Derus’ close retainers. They would be able to extract considerable information through torture.

“What a shame.”

Raon stood up, stepping on Varian’s head.

“I was aiming for you all along.”

He twisted his lips upward, concealing his true intentions.

“You...”

Uriel's face showed bulging veins, as if he was irritated by having fallen for a mere human's trick, regardless of the Heroic Sword squad being captured.

"You're as arrogant and insolent as that bastard."
It was obvious who he was referring to. It must have been the demon king of Wrath, who was currently dancing in the air.

“Raon Zieghart!”

For the first time, Derus called Raon's name with his full surname.

“I will kill you myself. I will drag everything around you into misery!”

His eyes turned blood red, as if the rage he had barely suppressed was reigniting.

“No.”

Raon stood tall, facing Derus without flinching.

“I will kill you. I will sever everything you’ve tried to achieve with this madness.”

Raon clenched his fist, revealing a rage even greater than Derus'.

“You will die without accomplishing a single thing.”

Raon raised his chin, swearing with a soul filled with rage.

“Your mouth has certainly grown bold.”

Derus ground his teeth, his reddened eyes narrowing. A chilling killing intent emanated from him, as if he would attack immediately if it weren't for Glenn and the heads of the Six Kings.

“Human. Do it if you can.”

Uriel, regaining his composure as befitting an archangel, slowly lifted his eyelids.

"With that worm's authority, it will be impossible."

He shook his head, dismissing not only Raon but also Wrath.

Worm? Did that wretch just call me that?!

Wrath let out a furious shout, surging forward.

Kill him! You must kill him no matter what!

He shook his head, insisting that Uriel should never be allowed to live.

Whoooosh!

As the holy light illuminated Uriel, Derus, and Kubara, and the three were about to disappear, Raon moved his lips once more.

"Hey, pigeon. Next time we meet, I'll pluck out all of those wings."

Raon curled his lips, saying he would turn Uriel into a raw chicken.

"R-raw chicken? Why is he calling me a bird...?"

Uriel's eyes flared with anger again. However, before he could speak his final words, he vanished in a flash of golden light.

That guy has seizures just from hearing the word ‘pigeon’, huh.

Wrath chuckled, looking at the spot where Uriel had disappeared.

He knew it! Your foul mouth works on the celestial too!

Wrath nodded, saying that this was why he wanted to bring Raon to Devildom.

Splat.

Raon didn’t smile. He walked across the shattered ground and picked up the blood-soaked Chronicles of Raon Zieghart.

Seeing the first chapter he had promised to sign soaked in blood and torn apart, his heart ached as if pricked by a needle.

'We only talked twice.'

The first time was at his initial Conference of the Six Kings, where he had shyly admitted to being a fan. Then, during their brief conversation this time, when he explained the Usurper nickname.

Given his usual nature, it's strange to be this angry over someone he met only twice.

But Lephone's life was just like his previous life—no, it was even more cruel. Everything about him was a lie.

Because they lived similar lives, he wanted to exact revenge for Lephone, and he wanted it to be as brutal as possible.

Raon placed the blood-soaked Chronicles of Raon Zieghart into his arms and looked back.

“Head of house. It’s not over yet.”

“Indeed.”

Glenn nodded with an unreadable expression and turned around.

“As everyone witnessed, Derus Robert was the blue dragon helmet swordsman and the leader of the assassin group, Shadow.”

His clear, dignified voice snapped the warriors out of their shock.

"..."

"..."

"..."

“My head still isn’t working right.”

“You saw it with your own eyes! How can you not believe it!”

“Derus Robert betrayed the Six Kings and summoned an archangel...”

“There’s no choice but to believe it now.”

The warriors bit their lips in frustration, feeling betrayed. The fire of betrayal began to burn in their trembling eyes.

"From now on, we will hunt Robert. Follow me."

At Glenn’s signal, Chamber and Larian stepped forward.

Whoooosh!

As the two raised their magic, a massive dimensional gate as large as a castle gate opened.

“It leads directly to house Robert.”

Chamber thumped her chest confidently.

“Yes, we prepared it in advance…”

Larian lowered her head slightly, touching the dimensional gate with her fingertips.

“I will stay here.”

Ogram sat down in front of the dimensional gate.

“I need to keep an eye on those guys.”

He nodded, saying he would guard Varian and the Heroic Sword squad swordsmen.

“I’ll be back soon.”

Glenn nodded in agreement and stood before the dimensional gate.

“Let’s go. To Robert.”

He patted Raon’s shoulder and was the first to step into the dimensional gate.

The warriors of the Six Kings and the neutral factions followed Glenn’s broad back and passed through the gate.

Grip.

Raon clenched his fist so tightly that it bled as he stared at the blue, rippling dimension leading to house Robert.

'I said I would destroy everything you've built.'

This is just the beginning.

House Robert, consumed by flames, was reflected in Raon’s red eyes.

 

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