The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 868

 Chapter 868

 

Kuwaaaaaahhhh!

Raon’s sword field and Matirus’ breath collided, erupting into a golden pillar that seemed to connect the sky and the earth.

Sparks scattered in all directions from the clash of overwhelming powers, and pitch-black cracks appeared in the air.

‘As expected…’

Raon bit his lip, watching the breath of holy light pouring down as if to annihilate the world.

'Am I being pushed back?'

Because gravity was added to the holy light's breath, even with Genesis, he couldn't completely break through it. Even when he cut it with the sword field, the breath of light continued to rush in.

Raon!

Wrath looked at him with eyes full of worry.

‘I’m fine.’

Raon calmly shook his head.

‘I knew this wouldn’t be easy from the start.’

Even in perfect condition, he had a high chance of losing a one-on-one battle with Matirus. It was only natural that he was being pushed back in his current exhausted state.

[You fool!]

Matirus sneered, convinced that he had gained the upper hand, and unleashed an even denser breath of holy light.

The increased pressure made it feel as though every bone in Raon’s body was being crushed.

“Hmm…”

Green Wolf Snake, perhaps because of what had happened before, remained cautious and clicked his tongue.

‘I’m sorry, but…’

Planting strength into his feet, Raon thrust both Heavenly Drive and Rimmer’s Sword forward.

‘I haven’t brought out everything I’ve got yet.’

Facing the overwhelming pressure of the breath of holy light, he reached deep into the depths of his soul, drawing out the emotions that had sunk to the bottom.

Gwooooooh!

<Sloth>, <Envy>, <Gluttony>, <Lust>, and the greatest of them all, <Wrath>. He imbued the Demon Kings’ authority into the balde of Genesis, which was being pushed back by the breath of holy light.

The authority of the Demon Kings was typically born of negative emotions, but Raon was different.

Just as one is divided into a savior or a murderer depending on who wields the sword, the Demon Kings' authority blooming from his own hands became darkness to save people and dwelled within Genesis.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaa!

The color of Genesis, which had been dyed with a brilliant golden radiance, changes.

It was not the dawn of a rising sun but the descent of the sinking sunset. The true essence of a swordsman who has experienced time and hardship, and come to understand the world, unfolds upon the two swords.

Jjeojeojeojeok!

The sunset light enduring the night. A dusky golden sword strike, embracing both light and darkness, cleaves the holy light's breath.

Chwaaaaak!

No matter how much mana Matirus condensed, it was useless.

The sword field, imbued with new meaning, even severed the very concept of gravity that had been strengthening the breath of holy light as it surged forward.

[W-What is this?!]

For the first time, a voice tinged with panic burst from Matirus’ massive mouth. His eyes, once confident in victory, widened in disbelief.

“As expected. He doesn’t go down easily.”

Green Wolf Snake nodded as if he had anticipated this.

“This is what I’d expect from Raon Zieghart.”

[Don’t just stand there! Help me take him down!]

Matirus, sensing the growing threat from the advancing sword strikes, shouted at the Green Wolf Snake.

"Are you sure? Wouldn’t that wound your pride as a dragon…?"

[Shut up and go!]

“…Got it.”

Green Wolf Snake gave a slight nod and vanished into the wind. In the next moment, he reappeared on Raon’s right.

“Don’t take it personally. After all, you’ve killed us three times already.”

With an indifferent gaze, Green Wolf Snake thrust his wind-clad sword at Raon’s chest.

Chiiiiiing!

Just as the blade sought Raon’s heart, a blue arrow streaked through the air, and a red magic shield appeared.

Kwaaaaaang!

The red shield blocked Green Wolf Snake’s attack, while the blue arrow mercilessly pushed his body back.

“Hm…”

As Green Wolf Snake let out a low groan and raised his head, he saw a masked woman standing before Raon.

“Don’t interfere with my man’s fight.”

Merlin’s red eyes flashed, as if warning she would kill anyone who dared approach.

“Even in death, I will protect this child.”

Sterin, coughing up black blood, raised his bow again. The blue-glowing arrow flickered with his unwavering determination to fight to the death.

“One Protector is already trouble enough…”

Green Wolf Snake raised a hand as if to surrender and retreated a few steps.

Chiiiiiing!

Raon paid no mind to Green Wolf Snake, focusing solely on his battle with Matirus. By harmonizing the joy, sadness, and other emotions gained upon reaching Transcendence with the authority of the Demon King, he honed his sword field to an even sharper edge.

Kwaaaaaaah!

Finally, the breath of holy light that Matirus had unleashed with all his strength reached its limit, and the forced flow of mana he had gathered came to a halt.

Zzzzzzzzing!

However, Raon’s sword field did not stop yet. It soared high into the sky, wrapped in sharp energy waves that seemed like they would cut down the world.

[Urgh!]

Matirus swallowed dryly as he watched Raon’s sword field, which sent chills down his spine.

‘This is dangerous.’

More than the rising power, it was the murderous intent condensed into the sword field that frightened him. If he tried to evade and made a mistake, he could end up buried here like the others of his kind. It seemed wiser to block it head-on.

Wooooooong!

Matirus hastily activated a series of high-level defensive magic, renowned as absolute for their unmatched defensive capabilities.

To reinforce them, he simultaneously summoned four orbs of light to create a thick wall of mana.

[This should… Wait, what?!]

Matirus thought Raon’s sword field, which had weakened, would be fully blocked. However, Raon’s sword field shattered the wall created by the orbs of light and the defensive magic like glass and came crashing toward his neck.

Thwack!

He barely managed to react and twist his neck, but he couldn’t stop chunks of flesh from being torn away. Pieces as large as a human house were ripped off, and crimson blood rained down like a storm.

[Krrraaaagh!]

Matirus’ giant wings quivered as he let out a roar that shook the entire forest.

‘Such pain!’

For the first time since birth, he felt agony. Though he had faced many human warriors, he had never suffered a wound like this.

‘But…’

He steadied himself, shaking his head.

‘I’m still alive.’

Right before Raon’s sword field struck, he moved his dragon heart that had been in his throat further down. Though the wound was huge, he had narrowly escaped death.

‘Now, it’s my turn.’

My mana and stamina are still sufficient, but that human’s stamina and willpower have already reached their limits.

If I healed my current wounds and counterattacked, I could kill them all without much difficulty.

While healing the wound on his neck, Matirus once again unleashed a powerful gravity toward Raon.

Although it was an ability that consumed a great deal of willpower, now was not the time to worry about that.

Kwooooooooo!

The gravity pressed down on Raon, while Matirus summoned a massive spear of light that could erase every life form below.

Fwaaaaah!

Raon swung his two swords desperately. Hundreds of flower petals bloomed along the blades, scattering thousands of flames.

[Such petty tricks won’t work on me!]

Matirus manipulated gravity to detonate the scattered flames in midair. He refused to let even the smallest ember reach him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thousands of flame fragments exploded, filling the sky with dense gray smoke.

Hwooooosh!

Taking advantage of the obscured vision, Matirus simultaneously strike down ten spears of light that he had summoned above the sky.

It was a high-level combination magic known as the Wrath of the Gods, which would trigger colossal explosions wherever the spears struck.

Kugugugugu!

As the Wrath of the Gods rained down toward the World Tree, a single sword pierced through the gray smoke, rising upward.

A silver blade imbued with tremendous mana—it was the pinnacle of martial arts, known to humans as Dancing Sword.

Kruaaaaaaaaah!

The Dancing Sword unleashed by Raon Zieghart shattered the Wrath of the Gods in an instant and surged directly toward Matirus.

Woooooong!

Matirus focused his gravitational power to suppress Heavenly Drive, but it had no effect due to the intense will imbued within the sword.

[Stop! STOP!]

With no choice, he used not only gravity but also the willpower-draining dragon word to stop Heavenly Drive.

Tddddddk!

Heavenly Drive trembled as if it still wished to press forward, but it was stopped by the gravity and the dragon word, slowly losing its strength and beginning to fall.

[Struggling until the very end… huh?]

Just as Matirus was about to summon Wrath of the Gods again, a leaf-shaped sword surged forward from behind the falling Heavenly Drive, imbued with wind.

[St-stop…!]

At the very moment he tried to utter another dragon word, the leaf-shaped sword disappeared, only to reappear right in front of his throat.

Zhriiiiing!

Rimmer's sword sliced through Matirus' neck at a speed he couldn't react to, just below his throat—the exact spot where he had hidden his dragon heart.

[Ahh….]

Matirus spewed dark crimson blood from his mouth and wounds as his neck twisted. His wings folded, and his massive body began to fall slowly.

Matirus fell as fast as the gravity he had unleashed and struck his head in front of the World Tree he had intended to burn.

BOOOOOOM!

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“Haah….”

Raon dropped to his knees, coughing up black, dead blood. Clenching his fist with a powerless hand as he looked at Matirus—whose vitality was fading—he muttered inwardly.

‘It’s over.’

Although he had managed to wound Matirus with the sword field, it wasn’t a fatal blow. The dragon still had enough strength left to continue fighting.

To prevent Matirus from fully healing his wounds, Raon shot Heavenly Drive and concealed Rimmer’s sword right behind it, sending them together.

The moment Matirus stopped Heavenly Drive with all his might, Rimmer’s sword spread a gentle wind and stabbed the most vital spot of the dragon, who had lowered his guard for just a moment.

It was a method no different from a desperate gamble, but fortunately, it worked perfectly.

[How… how could I, to a mere human….]

Matirus’s huge eyes quivered in disbelief.

"Lizards always say the same thing when they're dying. It's tiresome."

Raon twisted his lips and stabbed Matirus' eye, which he had disliked from the start.

[Graaaahhhh!]

Matirus let out a piercing scream, unbefitting of a mighty dragon with a massive body.

“Now I feel a bit better.”

Raon exhaled a heavy, murky breath as he slowly grabbed Rimmer’s descending sword.

[W-Wait! Let’s make a deal. If you spare my life, I’ll give you information that could help you! If not that, then gold, jewels—anything you want….]

Matirus, who had always looked down on all other beings as mere insects, now revealed a truly disgraceful and pathetic side. Raon had thought of him as a lizard, but now he seemed even lower than an earthworm.

“I don’t make deals with worms.”

Raon shook his head firmly, then slashed Martirus’s neck.

[Hurrghh….]

Martirus couldn’t even let out a final scream properly before his life ended.

“Hah….”

Raon dropped both swords and collapsed. He no longer had the strength to hold them.

‘There’s nothing to say—it was pure luck.’

Even if both had fought at full strength, Matirus would have won. The gap between their power was simply too wide.

But due to that difference, and his exhaustion, Matirus had underestimated him.

Raon had exploited that opening and continued to target it, leading to victory.

It wasn’t luck, it was skill.

Wrath shook his head with a long smile across his face.

He can’t call you a novice anymore!

Wrath patted Raon on the shoulder, as if genuinely impressed for once.

“Haha...”

Green Wolf Snake let out a hollow laugh.

“I didn’t expect things to end like this…”

He shook his head, as if still unable to believe Matirus had been defeated.

“Three dragons. Sure, one was an adult dragon, but the other two were ancient dragons—and you took them all down alone? It’s so absurd that I’m speechless.”

Green Wolf Snake narrowed his eyes, muttering that Raon had changed too much.

“Shut up.”

Merlin snapped her fingers, sending bolts of lightning toward Green Wolf Snake and placing a finger to her lips.

“Don’t interrupt Raon while he’s savoring his victory.”

“…You’ve changed even more than he has.”

Green Wolf Snake clicked his tongue briefly.

“I should take my leave for today. It’d be rather troublesome if I died now.”

He wiggled his fingers, signaling his intent to retreat.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Merlin snorted, surrounding Green Wolf Snake with magic circles as she blocked his path.

Crackle!

Sterin, too, drew his bowstring back as if unwilling to let him escape.

“Let him go….”

Raon weakly raised his hand.

‘If we try to catch that guy, someone will definitely die.’

Even though Green Wolf Snake was injured and exhausted, he was still a Transcender.

Raon could no longer move a finger, Merlin alone wouldn’t be enough to defeat a Transcender, and Sterin was also gravely injured. Fighting further wasn’t wise.

“Mm! Got it!”

Merlin answered cheerfully and nodded, though she kept the magic circles up for safety.

“A wise choice.”

Green Wolf Snake nodded back, as if pleased by the decision.

“In exchange, just tell me one thing, how did you end up working with dragons?”

Raon tilted his chin slightly toward Green Wolf Snake. There was no point in asking anything else since Green Wolf Snake wouldn’t answer, so Raon asked the question he was most curious about at the moment.

“It wasn’t difficult. The dragons despised you.”

“Are you saying they hated humans?”

“Humans, yes, but Zieghart even more.”

Green Wolf Snake mumbled something cryptic, then wrapped himself in the wind like a long jacket.

“Zieghart? What do you mean—”

“Next time, let’s make sure one of us dies.”

Without answering, Green Wolf Snake rode the wind and disappeared.

“Is… is it over?”

Dorian collapsed on the spot, panting heavily.

“It seems so.”

Burren, also slumped on the ground beside him, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

“The tree survived too….”

Runaan nodded her head in admiration toward the World Tree, which had withstood all this turmoil without breaking.

“You killed hundreds of monsters, then took down three dragons on your own….”

Martha shook her head at the sight of the dragons’ corpses, each a different color.

“This is insane. How did you even do it?”

She seemed genuinely baffled.

“It’s all thanks to our master.”

Raon slowly turned his gaze to the Blade of Requiem, embedded in the roots of the World Tree.

‘That’s right. This wasn’t something I did alone.’

When the World Tree had emitted its brilliant light, the wind of Rimmer had blown from the Blade of Requiem.

It felt as though Rimmer was still watching over them, unwilling to leave, which gave Raon the strength to fight to the very end.

‘You can now leave in peace.’

He closed his eyes for a moment, imagining Rimmer departing without any more worries. When he opened them again, a blue message appeared before him.

[You have accomplished an impossible feat.]

[All stats increased by 40 points….]

[A new trait….]

[A new Trait….]

The reward messages appeared far faster than usual.

Gaaah!

Wrath screamed upon seeing the messages.

W-What is this?! Why are they giving it so quickly?! It’s like they were waiting for this exact moment!

‘Indeed.’

Raon smiled faintly.

Ah, w-well, he supposes it doesn’t matter! After all, you never look at them anymore!

Wrath let out a sigh of relief, as if reassured.

‘No, I think I want to look now.’

Since Rimmer’s death, Raon had deliberately avoided checking the messages, but now, he felt ready to see them.

What? W-Why look now? Just leave them alone!

Wrath shook his head furiously, as if pleading to leave them untouched forever.

‘I felt a little satisfied….’

Raon collapsed amidst the warm wind of the World Tree, drawing a smile that overcame his lingering bitterness.

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