The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 867

 Chapter 867

 

They're coming in all sorts of colors!

Wrath clicked his tongue while observing the man who appeared to be a Golden Dragon.

It'll be like picking out flavors of bead ice cream.

He muttered nonsense, saying it would be nice if there was a cool Blue Dragon too.

‘This one is different from other lizards.’

Raon frowned at the powerful energy wave emanating from the Golden Dragon.

‘I don’t know if I can win in this state.’

The energy of the blond-haired man before him was far superior to that of the Black Dragon he had fought before.

Even if he were at full strength, he couldn’t guarantee victory, so his chest pounded with tension.

Gooooooo.

While Raon adjusted his breathing and pulled up his sunken focus, Sterin, who had crashed into the center of Seipia, approached.

"I'm sorry..."

Sterin wiped the blood flowing from his mouth and let out a ragged breath.

"It seems my time has truly come… my body won't move as I wish."

He repeatedly apologized, his head lowered.

"You saved Seipia, but I..."

“It’s all right.”

Raon looked back and shook his head calmly.

“If I just cut them down here, that’ll be enough.”

He spoke even more confidently, as if to conceal not only Sterin's emotions, but his own as well.

“Yes. We’ll stop them here.”

As though gaining strength from Raon’s words, Sterin clenched his fist so hard that the wrinkles on his fingers turned red.

"That dragon’s name is Matirus. Among the Golden Dragon tribe, he's the strongest after the current Dragon Lord."

Sterin said he was a dangerous being even among the ancient dragons, his hand holding the bow trembling.

Seeing his whole body covered in blood, it was clear he had fought a desperate battle.

"From now on, I’ll fight at the front. Protector, please support me from behind."

"Raon..."

Sterin bit his lip as he watched Raon advance toward Matirus with a faint smile.

‘This boy.’

Raon didn’t ask him to fight together, he asked for support.

By taking this war as his own, Raon was trying not to burden Sterin. Despite exhausting himself fighting two ancient dragons and the Green Snake Helmet man, he prioritized others, igniting a fiery determination in Sterin’s heart.

"Alright! I will definitely protect your back!"

Sterin accepted Raon's consideration and vigorously raised his bow.

He no longer felt the pain of torn muscles and ripped flesh.

Only the will to protect his grandson's disciple, even at the cost of her own life, surged within him.

“Even after taking that beating, you still don’t know your place.”

Matirus snorted and shook his head.

"No matter what you do, the World Tree and Seipia will disappear today."

With a flick of his finger, black flames surged around the World Tree—the high-level magic, Hellfire.

Woooooong!

Matirus not only created a wall of fire, but also summoned large monsters he had stored in a sub-space, putting pressure on the elves at the World Tree.

"Uuaaah!"

"Mo-monsters are here too!"

Caught off guard by the suddenly appearing monsters, the Elves collapsed in fear.

With almost no combatants left, everyone could only retreat, pushed back by the flames and monsters.

"Matirus!"

Sterin screamed in rage at the flames consuming the roots of the World Tree.

"Why go this far?!"

"You started this. Isn’t it natural to eradicate the seeds of a race that will become future enemies?"

Matirus tilted his head as if the question was absurd.

"The World Tree isn’t only for the elves! You know it affects the entire continent!"

“Eliminating pests that ruin the world is necessary. Such sacrifices are justified.”

He spoke without a shred of shame, nodding calmly.

"Matirus..."

Sterin ground his teeth, trembling with fury.

These lizard bastards are getting more and more despicable as time goes on!

Wrath frowned, saying he wanted to jump out and rip out Matirus' teeth himself.

“Ah, so...”

Raon tilted his chin, looking down at Matirus.

“You're burning the World Tree to curry favor with the Five Demons? And you dare call yourselves the mediators of the world?”

With a sneer, he waved his hand up and down.

"From now on, anyone who calls a dragon a mediator should have their tongue ripped out. No matter how I look at it, they’re nothing but cunning swindlers."

Raon raised one eyebrow, stating that they were worse than lizards crawling on the ground.

“…I should shut that mouth first.”

Matirus lifted his fingers as veins bulged on his forehead. The light concentrated at his fingertips became a golden arrow that flew at an invisible speed.

Jjeooooooong!

Raon used Heavenly Drive to raise the Firewall, blocking the arrow of light that Matirus had fired.

‘Heavy.’

Even while using the Firewall, his fingers trembled under the sheer weight of it. It was a thin, small light, but its power seemed to rival the strikes of Transcenders.

“That’s just the beginning.”

Matirus declared it was only a greeting, creating a barrage of light arrows even stronger and faster than before.

‘I have to block them.’

Raon grit his teeth, watching the arrows target his vital points. He couldn’t avoid them as Sterin’s exhaustion slowed him down, forcing Raon to shield him.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Raon used his twin blade technique with the Fangs of Insanity and Blizzard Sword Art, to deflect the rain of golden arrows.

His tired shoulders and forearms tingled as though being pricked, but he bit his tongue and cut down every single arrow.

"It's an opportunity."

Green Wolf Snake nodded slightly and disappeared into the dark clouds. He reappeared silently on Raon's left, thrusting his blade imbued with concentrated wind.

"......"

Even though Raon sensed Green Wolf Snake's movements, he didn't react. Instead, he focused solely on erasing Matirus' golden arrows.

"It's over."

Just as Green Wolf Snake's blade was about to pierce his waist, a blue-glowing arrow shot from behind.

Kwooooosh!

Sterin's arrow not only deflected Green Wolf Snake's blade but also pierced through the light arrows rushing in from the right.

"How dare you."

Sterin furrowed his brows, his gaze fierce.

“I’ll be counting on you from here on.”

Without looking back, Raon gave a nod.

"Green Wolf Snake, you take down the old elf. I will kill this human."

Matirus instructed Green Wolf Snake to deal with Sterin, while shaping a golden orb over his right hand. The orb of light—a device that brought the illusions of magicians into reality.

"For now, that seems like the best course of action."

Green Wolf Snake nodded and retreated silently, vanishing from sight, his body wrapped in wind.

"Raon, don’t worry about me. Focus on Matirus."

Sterin calmly pulled his bowstring, stating that he could handle Green Wolf Snake.

"Understood."

Raon replied that he trusted him and unleashed Frost Pond at Matirus.

The frost blade, which was shot out in front of Heavenly Drive, fell toward Matirus’ neck.

Kyaaaang!

Just as the frost blade and Heavenly Drive were about to sever his neck, a golden flash erupted from the orb Matirus had created, blocking both attacks simultaneously.

"Crude."

Matirus sneered, and the light that had blocked the strikes split into dozens of fragments, falling toward Raon's vital points. They were faster and more powerful than the light arrows he had initially fired.

“Since you came to me yourself, there will be no space to escape.”

As he said, the number of lights was too many and too fast, it seemed difficult to block all of them.

"In that case..."

Raon smirked and raised Heavenly Drive.

“I just have to erase them all.”

He erected a wall of flames on the blade of Heavenly Drive. Flames that seemed to cut the empty air engulfed Matirus’ light.

Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation – Thousand Flames.
Golden Void Infusion.

The flames, originally meant to devour darkness, devoured the light of the corrupt mediator and caused a powerful explosion.

Kuwaaaang!

Raon seized the moment created by the explosion of Golden Void Infusion and charged toward Matirus.

Physically and mentally exhausted, he needed to end the fight as quickly as possible.

Woosh!

Using the Supreme Harmony Steps, Raon advanced to Matirus' blind spot and thrust Rimmer's sword.

"I knew you'd do that."

Matirus, as if expecting it, remained calm and tilted his head.

“Humans always just charge in like wild boars.”

With a flick of his finger, the orb condensed into a small bead and then expanded, creating a tidal wave of light.

The terrifying wave of light turned the sky above Seipia into a golden sea.

Chiriririring!

Raon slashed diagonally with Heavenly Drive and Rimmer's sword, like a lightning strike. Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, Flawless Sea of Fire. With waves of flame and frost, he cut through the tidal wave of light and drew the Sword's Silvery Dream.

Hwaaaaaa!

The crimson sword strike, scattering like a dream, slashed past Matirus’ neck.

However, no blood was spilled. The bastard had already retreated, leaving behind a clone made of light.

“Hmm!”

Matirus raised his right hand above his head, and the orb lengthened, forming a brilliant sword of light.

“Holy Light Sword.”

He brought down the light sword he had forged with both hands. It wasn't swordsmanship, but its power was comparable to a Transcender's ultimate technique.

Chiiiiiing!

Raon drew Crimson Slash towards the torrent of light strikes falling like a waterfall.

Pajijijik!

The fire sword and the light sword collided, and sparks erupted continuously in the sky.

‘He keeps endlessly condensing mana.’

Raon narrowed his eyes at the sword of light that was enduring Crimson Slash purely through the quantity of mana poured into it.

‘I can use this as an opportunity.’

He poured the principles of sharp sword and  swift sword into Crimson Slash to the extreme and turned his left wrist, which was holding Rimmer's sword.

A white wave erased the golden light—a counterattack technique designed to erase the opponent’s attacks, White Shadow Slash. 

Choaaaaaaah!

The moment the White Shadow Slash erased the sword of light that Matirus had created, he added explosive power to Crimson Slash, aiming for Matirus' heart.

Zreeeeng!

As the Crimson Slash’s were about to carve into the golden dragon’s chest, the scattered light reassembled into a shield, blocking the sword strike.

Once again, Matirus poured out a massive amount of aura to block the sword strike.

If nothing else, the sheer quantity of mana he could wield was overwhelming.

‘No, that’s not the only problem.’

It wasn’t just the amount of mana or his proficiency of magic—it was his vast experience.

Compared to the Black Dragon and Red Dragon he had previously fought, Matirus’ combat experience was in a completely different league.

He could understand why Sterin, even though he was exhausted, had been pushed back.

“You certainly seem to have the skill to kill those two.”

Matirus nodded as if acknowledging it.

“But it doesn’t change anything.”

He said that the fun was over and created a new orb of light in his left hand.

"Let's see how long you can last."

"Last?"

Raon looked at the flashing orb and twisted his lips into a smirk.

“You’d better calculate how long your neck will stay attached.”

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"Th-That's black fire! Hellfire!"

“There are monsters too!”

“T-there’s no space to escape….”

The elves who had entered the holy ground shrank back helplessly in fear as the hellfire and monsters slowly approaching.

"Is this our only option… to die?"

"Someone will protect the World Tree…"

Some of the elves, as if they had already given up on life, sat down on the spot and waited for death to approach.

Whoosh!

When no one could step forward and everyone was giving up, Siyan threw off her blanket and stepped forward.

Wooooong!

From her fingertips, a water high-grade spirit in the form of a unicorn and a wind high-grade spirit in the form of a butterfly emerged.

Kwaaaaa!

The spirits, reading her mind, slashed through the monsters with blades of wind and pushed back the advancing black flames with a torrent of blue rain.

“Lady Siyan?”

“What are you all doing?”

Siyan turned around without even receiving a thank you. For the first time, she glared at her kin with eyes filled with anger.

“This is Seipia! This is the holy ground!” she shouted, gritting her teeth and pointing to the sky.

“While an outsiders are risking their life, why are you waiting for guardians and giving up on life! Do you think the World Tree will be happy if you just wait for death?”

She stomped her feet hard, telling them to come to their senses.

“We are the only ones who can protect our land!”

Siyan shouted for them to stand on their own feet, her gaze set with firm resolve.

“But we can only summon lower-grade spirits.”

“I can only use basic archery….”

“Even if we want to fight, we can’t….”

“Those are just excuses.”

Siyan shook her head firmly.

“Now that we’ve been pushed this far! Whether it’s low-grade spirits! Or throwing stones! We have to fight regardless!”

She shouted for them to fight with their lives on the line and jumped into the approaching horde of monsters.

Kugugugugu!

The third spirit she summoned, an earth spirit, split the ground beneath the monsters’ feet, causing them to sink.

“Huff….”

Siyan breathed heavily and grabbed her head. Her mental strength had reached its limit from continuously controlling the spirits while blocking the poison.

Her vision was blurry, as if she would collapse soon.

“Until the end!”

Just as she bit her lip and tried to stand up, young elves came forward and summoned small water spirits.

Splash!

The spirits, as young as the children, sprayed water like water balloons.

One was meaningless, but the waves gathered together pushed back the flames a little.

“Ugh….”

Watching this, other elves bit their lips and stepped forward, summoning their own spirits to fight the monsters.

There was fear, but no one gave up or retreated anymore.

“Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone die before me!”

Siyan urged them to fight together, her eyes shining with determination.

“Yku speak well, princess!”

Martalha jumped out of the flames and cut the neck of an ogre approaching the World Tree.

“Even if others help, you gotta protect your own home yourself!”

She nodded approvingly, clearly liking Siyan’s words.

“She’s not a princess, she’s the next Protector. This isn’t a kingdom!”

Burren slashed through a group of orcs approaching from the right and shook his head.

“Yeah, Siyan. Good job.”

Runaan, pushing back the burning black flames with frost, patted Siyan’s head.

“Stop it with the rude behavior! She’s the next Protector, for heaven’s sake!”

Burren trembled with embarrassment at Runaan’s casual gesture.

“This place is worse than hell….”

Dorian muttered, shaking his head as he looked around Seipia.

“No, the worst place is where the division leader is.”

Krein, glancing at Raon fighting in the sky, clicked his tongue.

“Enough chatter, focus,” Burren said, briefly glancing at the Blade of Requiem embedded in the roots of the World Tree.

“We can’t let our master’s homeland vanish!”

“Let’s gooooo!”

With Martha’s rallying cry, the Light Wind division launched their counterattack.

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Clang!

Raon bit his lip as he blocked the ceaseless barrage of light attacks.

‘There’s no opening.’

Matirus left no openings for a swordsman to approach, confirming Raon’s initial assumption that he was incredibly experienced in battle and possessed sharp combat instincts.

‘No, it’s not just that he has a lot of experience...’

Something was off with my own movements.

My body is heavier than just being mentally or physically exhausted. Even though I can see the light magic coming, cutting or blocking it was unusually difficult.

Kyaaaaaang!

Raon narrowed his eyes as he cut through the waves of light surging in like clouds.

'Wait a minute, now that I think about it…'

Sterin also said that his physical condition was much worse than usual, making it difficult to face Matirus.

No matter how exhausted he was from sparring with Raon, it was strange for a Transcender to say something like that.

'Should I check it out?'

Having trained his body for a lifetime, Raon knew himself better than anyone. He decided to determine whether this fatigue was his own or caused by something external.

Huuuung!

Dozens of streams of light shot out from the orb created by Matirus, aiming for vital points all over his body.

Thud!

Raon stepped left with the Supreme Harmony Steps, attempting to escape the net of light, but for a moment, his body felt heavy and slow.

Kwaaaang!

He thought he could evade it easily, but due to his heavy body, he couldn't dodge and had no choice but to block the net of light.

“Huff….”

Wiping the blood trickling from his lips, Raon shook his head.

“What did you do to me?”

Just a moment ago, the movements of his body and aura had become sluggish, ever so slightly.

It was undoubtedly caused by an external force, not something within himself.

“You noticed it?”

He nodded as if impressed.

“You’re certainly different from that old elf.”

He nodded, seemingly impressed.

“Stop rambling and answer the question I asked. Lizard.”

“I have no reason to tell you.”

Matirus frowned in irritation, scrunching his nose, and flicked his finger.

The orb floating in the air rotated fiercely, emitting fragments of light in all directions. It was as if all the stars in the night sky were falling.

Kwaaaaaah!

Raon swung the swords in both hands with a time lag. He was about to deflect all the incoming light using the twin blade technique  he had learned from Sheryl.

‘Again.’

The light magic, which he had thought he could deflect in time, moved faster than Heavenly Drive and pierced his side. Instead of pain, a sudden realization struck him.

Shiiing!

He increased the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and Glacier’s outputs to the maximum, obliterating the surrounding light with a burst of heat and frost. Raising his head, he muttered,

“Now I understand.”

Raon narrowed his eyes, looking at Matirus standing high above, as if reaching the edge of the sky.

“It’s gravity.”

At first, he had thought it was some sort of curse, but that wasn’t the case.

Matirus was manipulating the gravity in the area to slow his movements and the flow of his aura.

Since he wasn’t using mana to control gravity, so he was late in figuring it out.

“You have good senses.”

Matirus readily acknowledged it and nodded.

"Certainly, the ability to subtly control gravity is amazing, but now that I know, it’s meaningless."

Raon twisted his lips as he looked at Matirus.

“Is that so?”

At the same time Matirus let out a sneer, his body was enveloped in magnificent light.

Kugugugugu!

A giant body casting a shadow across the sky. The ancient dragon he had seen when he first entered the great forest was looking down at him from the sky.

[I’ve had my fun, let’s end this now.]

The moment Matirus’ calm voice echoed, Raon’s body was forced downward, completely out of his control, crashing into the ground.

Boom!

It wasn’t just subtle or faint manipulation of gravity anymore, but an overwhelming, Transcendence-level control. Raon couldn’t move his body.

Crash!

Raon plummeted to the ground of Seipia, blood spewing from his mouth.

“Guh…!”

Sterin, who had been fighting Green Wolf Snake, was also unable to withstand the gravity and rolled to the ground beside Raon.

[You are gravely mistaken.]

Matirus let out a long, mocking laugh.

[Gravity manipulation is an ability I obtained by becoming an ancient dragon. That's why I don't use mana to control it. If subtle control is possible, generating a strong force is rather easy.]

He shook his head, stating that he had only wanted to watch the futile struggle of humans.

[Light has no mass, but it is affected by gravity. I will kill you without you being able to lift a finger.]

Matirus raised his head as he pressed down the area around the World Tree with overwhelming gravity.

“Kaaaargh….”

"I-I can't get up!"

“My hands and feet won’t move….”

The Light Wind swordsmen and elves, who had been gaining the upper hand, were now rendered completely motionless, unable to do anything.

“Ugh….”

Sterin also vomited black blood as if he had exhausted his strength. Due to the backlash of pushing his declining body too hard, he was having an even harder time than the others.

“So this is how it ends.”

Green Wolf Snake, who was bleeding from his shoulder, perhaps from the injury he received from Sterin, licked his lips.

Kugugugugu!

Matirus pressed everyone down with gravity, opening his massive mouth.

Golden light began to pour out of his jet-black throat. Breath. It seemed he had gathered all the breath he could use in a day.

Rumble!

Raon bit his lip as he watched the golden breath gathering in the sky above.

‘What should I do?’

Due to the increased gravity, it was difficult to even lift the hand holding his sword, and it wasn't easy to generate aura either.

He didn't know how to block that breath, which was even stronger than the breaths of the Black Dragon and the Red Dragon.

‘Is there anyone who can help….’

Raon glanced at Wrath.

Hmm, it can’t be helped. The King of Essence will step forward.

Wrath nodded, saying that he would help without hesitation even though his spirit body hadn't fully recovered yet.

‘Wrath. But you—’

Raon bit his lip, looking at Wrath, when suddenly—

Fwoooosh!

The leaves of the World Tree, whose branches had been broken by the pressure of gravity, spread a blue-green light as if they had come back to life.

A wind rose from the Blade of Requiem that received the light and touched his shoulders and back.

“Ah….”

Raon bit his lip as he smelled a vaguely familiar scent from the wind. It felt as if Rimmer was grabbing his shoulder, as if to say he could do it.

It’s impossible for me to advent in my current state. He’ll push his ener—

‘It’s all right.’

Raon shook his head at Wrath.

What? What do you—

‘I’ll handle it.’

His knees, as heavy as if weighed down by a thousand tons, slowly lifted as he straightened his back.

‘It’s my turn now.’

He had always been the one receiving help.

Rimmer had saved his life.

Glenn had rescued him.

Overcoming crises with Wrath’s advent.

The help of countless others had allowed him to live as who he was now.

Even after reaching Transcendence, not being able to protect people and waiting for the help of others meant throwing away his worth, value and future.

Today—this very moment—was the time to walk forward with his own hands and feet.

Kwoooooooo!

Matirus, filled with killing intent, struck the World Tree with his holy light breath.

The sky was torn apart by the enormous shockwave caused by the breath, and the earth, without even being touched, crumbled and floated upwards.

Raon stared at the breath, which seemed to fill not just his vision but the entire world, tightened his grip on Heavenly Drive and Rimmer’s sword and rotated the Ring of Fire to the extreme.

Wooooong!

‘What I learned upon reaching Transcendence wasn’t just the mana of nature.’

The reason he reached Transcendence at the last moment was human emotion.

He poured the feeling of that time, when he had awakened to all human emotions—joy, anger, sadness, and pleasure—and became a being who was human yet surpassed humanity, into the two swords.

Kuuuung!

He stomped his foot, shaking the ground like an earthquake. The fire of Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation surged into Rimmer’s sword, while the cold energy of Glacier wrapped around Heavenly Drive.

Aura, rising along the elegant tips of the swords, created a golden dawn as if heralding the beginning of a new era.

Sword Field Creation.

Genesis.

The golden energy surging like wildfire clashed with the holy light breath pouring down with gravity.

Kwaaaaaaang!

 

 

 

 

 

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