The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 923

 Chapter 923

 

“The strong one?”

Sigel, the Black King, opened his mouth, from which black liquid dripped, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"How could someone like you be a strong one?"

He twisted his greatsword and spear as if to tell Raon not to delude himself.

Chiiiiiiiiii!

True demonic energy of devildom coiled around Sigel’s weapons, pushing back the divine sword’s flames and the demonic sword’s frost.

"In the presence of this demonic energy, human strength is nothing more than an ant’s desperate struggle."

Clad in demonic energy from head to toe, Sigel began pressing Raon back. The overwhelming pressure radiating from him made Raon’s fingertips tremble.

"You seriously lack self-awareness."

Raon scoffed, tightening his grip on the divine sword and the demonic sword. He used his <Wrath>, cleaving through the black flames of Sigel’s demonic energy that burned atop his own flames and frost.

“…How could a human…”

Sigel's eyes widened as he watched his demonic energy being split apart without hesitation.

“The demonic energy of devildom engulfs the sky and the earth—how can a human possibly grow stronger than that!?”

He roared in disbelief before lunging forward, thrusting both his spear and greatsword.

“I’m just built different.”

Raon shattered the falling spearhead like a hawk's talon crushing its prey and deflected the greatsword that aimed for his chest.

Kwoooooong!

The spear in Sigel’s grip shot into the sky, while the greatsword slammed into the ground, shattering the corpses of the demonic creatures below.

‘He’s wide open.’

Raon didn’t miss the moment Sigel left himself unguarded. He dashed into his space and thrust the divine sword toward his chest.

‘What…?’

He felt some resistance, but it wasn’t the sensation of piercing flesh and bone, it felt more like stabbing into thick cloth, an oddly hollow sensation.

"You…"

Just as Raon frowned at Sigel, something fell from above and lodged into his shoulder.

Turning his gaze, he saw a black arrow embedded in his left shoulder.

Paaaaang!

As he stepped back, a black axe and whip came crashing down from behind Sigel, aiming for his head.

Kyaaaaaang!

Raon swiftly raised the Firewall with his demonic sword, blocking the axe and whip descending like lightning.

However, the demonic energy contained within them was too powerful, forcing him to slide backward despite his efforts to hold his ground.

‘Another one’s coming.’

Before he could regain his stance, he sensed another arrow falling toward him from his right. He shifted his body left to evade, but the arrow, as if it had eyes, curved to follow him, homing in on his back.

‘Better to destroy it.’

Raon unleashed the Crimson Slash and struck down the incoming arrow.

Clang!

Though the arrow was small, the dense demonic energy within it made it feel as if he had struck solid metal.

“Hoo…”

Taking another step back, Raon gritted his teeth and yanked out the arrow from his shoulder. He attempted to use a small amount of his remaining Divinity Blooming from the Underworld’s energy, but the bleeding wouldn’t stop, a curse preventing clotting had been placed on the arrow.

“You…”

Raon crushed the black arrow in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

"You don't just have two hands, do you?"

He had initially assumed Sigel was controlling multiple weapons via some manipulation technique, but that wasn't it.

Sigel was actually wielding all those weapons with multiple hands hidden beneath his long jacket.

"Took you long enough to realize."

Sigel nodded, and from beneath his long jacket, countless arms sprouted forth.

Muscles reinforced by demonic energy bulged as his hands gripped weapons—longswords, sabers, spears, greatswords, hammers, axes, shields, bows, whips, daggers, and even gauntlets.

"Do you get it now?"

Sigel tilted his chin up arrogantly.

"A human can never defeat me."

With absolute confidence in his inevitable victory, he raised all of his weapons.

Fwooooooosh!

The first to move was the greatsword, lunging toward Raon’s chest as if to split him in half.

Kyaaaaaang!

Raon drew a half-moon arc with the divine sword, deflecting the greatsword’s thrust.

But there was no time to breathe, behind it, a spear and hammer came crashing down.

Paaaaaaang!

Raon used the Supreme Harmony Steps, slipping past the spear and hammer’s attack trajectory, only to be met with a whip and an arrow flying toward him.

He twisted his shoulder to dodge the arrow and blocked the whip with the Firewall from his demonic sword.

‘This is dangerous.’

Sigel was wielding all these weapons at a Transcendence level. It felt like fighting not multiple people, but one person wielding dozens of weapons simultaneously, making it even harder to counter than coordinated team attacks.

Fwoooooosh!

A longsword and a greatsword came crashing down toward both of Raon's shoulders, while an axe swung in from the left and a hammer struck from the right.

From behind, a spear thrust forward, while from above, an arrow and a whip descended, leaving him with no space to escape.

‘I can’t block it all.’

Raon abandoned the idea of defending. Instead, he crossed the divine sword and demonic sword, unleashing two surging waves.

Whoooosh!

Flames and frost intertwined, forming the Flawless Sea of Fire.

The two colored tides, flowing as if separated by the thickness of a single sheet of paper, crashed against Sigel’s relentless onslaught without interfering with each other.

Kuwaaaaaang!

As if he had anticipated his attack being blocked, Sigel immediately launched a follow-up strike, a gauntleted fist surged forward, burning with black flames, aimed directly at Raon's face.

Taaaaaaang!

Raon met the attack with the tip of divine sword’s guard, stopping the punch in its tracks. But the impact reverberated through his bones and flesh, causing his entire body to tremble. Even Sigel’s punches were something he couldn’t afford to underestimate.

Why are you only using half of your <Wrath>?

Wrath narrowed his eyes in disbelief.

That bastard’s strength has been vastly amplified by demonic energy. You cannot afford to hold back against him!

Wrath gestured sharply, urging him to use his full power.

‘I need to close the gate.’

Raon took a short breath and fixed his gaze on the gate to the devildom. His true goal wasn’t defeating Sigel, it was closing that gate.

He didn’t know how much it would take, so he couldn't afford to use all of his <Wrath> in this battle.

"Do you understand now? A human can never defeat me!"

Sigel extended his weapons without hesitation, his offensive patterns growing even more erratic, as if his confidence had returned after their last exchange.

Tsk.

Raon spat out the blood pooling in his mouth, before parrying Sigel’s ruthless attacks with sharpened focus.

‘This is more difficult than I expected..’

It felt like fighting dozens of Transcender warriors at the same time.

Each of Sigel’s weapons moved as if they were controlled by different hands, making them incredibly difficult to deal with.

‘And that long jacket is another problem.’

Sigel’s black long jacket wasn’t just for show, it held a unique power, making it as dangerous as his weapons. The only way to break through was to strike at its core in a single blow.

“Just die already.”

Sigel, unwilling to let his advantage slip, rained down dozens of weapons simultaneously, erasing any space for Raon to dodge.

Jjeojeojeojeok!

The sheer weight of the demonic energy-infused weapons made it difficult to block them. Even when he did, the shockwaves accumulated damage throughout his body.

Before he realized it, cuts and bruises had spread across his shoulders, waist, and thighs.

“……”

Struggling, Raon lifted his gaze, barely managing to parry a greatsword, hammer, axe, and spear shaft at the same time.

‘It’s like an ant nest.’

Even now, demonic creatures were pouring through the gate. Some of them were even stronger demons, meaning the battle would only get worse if this dragged on.

“I need to end this quickly.”

Even if it meant burning more of his <Wrath>, he had to defeat Sigel as fast as possible.

“End this quickly? Fine. I shall grant your wish!”

A twisted grin spread across Sigel’s lips as he raised every single one of his weapons above his head.

Whooooom!

Black fluid began dripping onto every weapon Sigel held, longsword, saber, spear, greatsword, hammer, axe, shield, bow, whip, dagger, and even gauntlets.

Demonic Thousand Hands.

Sigel unleashed his ultimate technique, the very one that had slain Owen’s Transcender in a single strike.

The individual flows of Sigel’s weapons merged into a single unified strike, forming an immense tidal wave of destruction.

A black tsunami of demonic energy loomed above Raon, preparing to crash down upon him.

Thuuuuuum!

Raon stepped forward toward Sigel, bringing down the divine sword and demonic sword that had been drawn back over his shoulders.

Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay.

Sixth Form, Divine and Demonic Harmony, Combined Technique - Red and Blue Invincible Sword.

As its name implied, the invincible sword surged forth with unstoppable force, clashing head-on with Sigel’s Demonic Thousand Hands.

Zzeojeojeojeojeojeong!

It felt as if dozens of Transcender warriors were unleashing their ultimate techniques at once. The Demonic Thousand Hands was so overwhelmingly filled with demonic energy that even the energy wave of Red and Blue Invincible Sword struggled to fully push it back, his entire body felt as if it were being crushed.

"I’ll grant your wish—this ends now."

Sigel let out a cold sneer, pouring even more demonic energy into the Demonic Thousand Hands.

"...Then you’re the one who has to die."

Raon lifted his trembling gaze.

As his eyes sharpened, the Wooden Ring Sword strapped to his waist floated into the air.

"Dancing Sword? How ridiculous. It’s just a single sword!"

Sigel let out a mocking chuckle, showing no concern. He raised his shield, axe, and hammer, ready to block it effortlessly.

“Sometimes…”

Raon curled his lips into a smirk and shook his head.

"Sometimes, a single hand can defeat a hundred."

With those words, infused with unshakable conviction, he unleashed the Wooden Ring Sword.

“Nonsense!”

Sigel, ever vigilant, raised his shield and prepared to deflect the Dancing Sword with his hammer and axe.

Whooooom!

At the very moment Sigel brought down his hammer and axe to block, the Wooden Ring Sword ignited in crimson flames, and suddenly emerged inside his defenses, right in front of his chest.

“What in the—!”

As expected of the Black Tower’s vice tower master, Sigel reacted in an instant. He lifted his gauntleted hand to block the sword before it could pierce his chest.

But Raon’s sword techniques could not be stopped so easily.

Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay.

Eighth Form – Gentle Wind.

A blade that transcended space—

It pierced through the dense demonic barrier Sigel had wrapped around himself and ruptured his heart.

“Kuh…!”

Even in his final moments, Sigel had believed in his own victory.

Yet now, his eyes widened in shock, filled with disbelief, as his body toppled backward.

"H-How… did you break through my long jacket’s defense…?"

His trembling gaze lifted, struggling to comprehend what had happened.

“I cut through space twice.”

The Gentle Breeze normally sliced through space once before striking its target.

But this time, Raon had crossed two layers of space, one to bypass Sigel’s long jacket, and another to strike his heart directly.

The strain on his upper energy center was so intense that it felt as if it would burst, but it had been necessary.

With this technique, he had ignored Sigel’s defenses and crushed his heart completely.

"Khahh…."

Sigel let out a ragged, painful gasp, clutching his chest.

"W-We… will meet again."

Muttering as if making a promise, he lowered his head and fell still, confident that the Black Tower’s master would bring him back to life.

Whooooom!

As if fulfilling that promise, not even thirty seconds had passed since his death when Sigel’s body began regenerating. His shattered heart reassembled itself, and the blood that had spilled returned to his body.

"Then…"

Raon bit his lip and stepped forward. He swung Heavenly Drive and unleashed the Thirty-Six Crimson Slash, cutting apart Sigel’s regenerating body once again.

Slash—Shred—Rip.

Even as his body was torn into dozens of pieces, Sigel’s blood and flesh began reforming almost instantly.

‘His regeneration is faster than I expected.’

Raon was confident he could keep killing him, but the problem was that it would take too much time and drain his energy.

‘What should I do?’

If Raon ignored Sigel and moved forward, it wouldn’t just put himself in danger, it would endanger everyone behind him.

It was an impossibly difficult choice.

‘I have no choice.’

Gritting his teeth, Raon bypassed Sigel, leaping toward the gate to the devildom.

But the moment he did, Sigel, now revived, fired an arrow at him.

Tch.

He instinctively halted mid-air to defend—

—but before the black arrow could reach him, it shattered against a silver blade.

“Go.”

It was Karoon. He had severed Sigel’s arm and nodded toward Raon.

“But…”

He had already slaughtered the demons that had been targeting the Light Wind Palace swordsmen, and now, he had come to intercept Sigel’s attack for him.

"The Black Tower's master's spell isn’t perfect. When he revives, his power is halved. I can handle him. The real problem is…"

Karoon turned his gaze toward the gate to the devildom, which was growing larger.

“That gate. The demons and demonic creatures coming through are getting stronger. If we don’t stop it soon, something neither of us can handle will emerge.”

He narrowed his eyes, urging Raon to prioritize what mattered most.

"Raon. Do not fear sacrifice."

With those words, Karoon once again cut down Sigel and held back the incoming horde of demonized humans and demonic creatures with his own body.

“Go.”

For the first time, Raon saw warmth in his usually cold gaze as Karoon gave him a final nod.

Clench.

Raon ground his teeth and turned away. He kicked off the blackened earth and leaped toward the gate to the devildom.

‘Damn it!’

He could feel the vitality of those below fading. Yet, no screams rang out.

That meant, they were all enduring, taking the demonic energy with their own bodies, just to hold the line.

“Uaaaaaaah!”

His aura surged, rushing through his entire mana circuit, as he slashed through the demonic creatures and demons pouring from the gate.

Boom!

Raon stepped on falling corpses, climbing higher toward the gate to the devildom.

But demonic creatures and demonized humans rained down endlessly from above, drastically slowing his ascent.

His wounds multiplied, his breath came in ragged gasps, yet—

He could not stop.

Even if he died here, he had to be the one to close that gate.

Fwoooooosh!

Enduring pain that felt like death itself, Raon finally reached the gate. If he used the <Wrath> he had been saving, he could close it.

As Raon took his final step toward the gate, the black-handed demon emerged before his eyes.

Demons always stood in the way at the most critical moments.

The black-handed demon, which had disappeared in the middle floors, had reappeared at this decisive moment, blocking his path.

This one is dangerous.

Even Wrath had acknowledged its strength.

Fighting it would inevitably consume time and energy.

‘I can’t afford to be delayed….’

He looked down.

The allied forces were now trapped in a massive black circle, struggling against the endlessly regenerating demonic creatures and demonized humans.

Inside, the wounded had lost too much blood. Their faces were pale, looking as though they were on the verge of death.

"Move aside."

Raon brought down his sword, combining the Azure Sky Sword and the Heavenly Lightning Cultivation into a devastating strike.

Kuwaaaaaaang!

Crimson lightning rained down in rapid succession, but the black-handed demon merely raised a wall of demonic energy and effortlessly blocked the attack.

‘Do I have to use <Wrath> after all?’

If he didn’t use it, he wouldn’t be able to cut this demon down quickly enough.

If he couldn’t close the gate in time, the situation would spiral out of control.

‘We’ll deal with the aftermath later….’

Just as Raon was about to unleash his rage and move forward, the black-handed demon suddenly fell from the gate to the devildom.

But it wasn’t to clear the way.

Whooooom!

The gate twisted violently, space distorting—

—before the largest monster yet emerged.

A grotesque creature with the body of a dragon and the wings of an eagle burst forth, and along with it, demons with strong demonic energy soared out from between its wings.

“Haaah…”

Raon exhaled sharply at the sight of the enormous beast, its sheer size beyond what the eye could fully capture, and the powerful demons swarming around it.

‘I have to cut down that monster, the demons… and the black-handed demon?’

It was possible.

But the time it would take was too long.

By then, everyone below would already be dead.

Kirrrrrrrrr!

The demons let out eerie laughter, as if celebrating their victory, while the demonic creatures screeched with malice, as if reveling in that laughter.

“…Fine.”

Raon’s eyes flipped, filled with murderous intent.

“I won’t think about what comes next. I’ll cut down every last one of you.”

Just as he prepared to slaughter everything standing before him—

Bwooooooo!

A clear trumpet sound echoed through the battlefield, distinctly different from the howls of the demonic creatures.

Fwaaaaaah!

Following the trumpet’s call, a majestic hymn rose—

A chorus of hundreds, their voices praising the divine, descending upon the land tainted by darkness.

"Haa…."

Raon turned toward the source of the sound.

Clad in white robes and wearing golden crowns, priests stepped onto the battlefield, driving away the darkness with their radiance.

Kyaaaaaah!

The demonic creatures recoiled, unable to withstand the holy light emanating from the priests.

"You damned humans!"

A high-ranking demonized human warped through space, swinging a blade of demonic energy toward the priests—

But before it could strike—

A brilliant white fist dropped from above.

Kuwaaaaaaang!

The demonized human’s skull caved in, its body crushed under the force of the divine blow.

Above the lifeless corpse, a young woman clad in a nun’s robe landed gracefully.

"Did we come a little late?"

The saintess of the Holy Kingdom of Schper, Olga, brushed back her hair and grinned.

"Much too late, if you ask me."

A young knight approached her, shaking his head.

It was Hopen, the newly crowned king of the Holy Kingdom of Schper.

"By the command of the Light Wind Palace master, the Holy Kingdom of Schper has arrived."

Hopen bowed respectfully toward Raon.

“For the benefactor, advance!”

As he drew the Holy King’s Sword, radiant light flared, enveloping the knights and priests.

“For the benefactor!”

The holy knights did not move by their king’s command—

They raised them for the one who had once saved them, Raon.

“As long as we do our duty, it doesn’t matter if we’re late.”

Saintess Olga clasped her hands in prayer, and golden light rained down upon the wounded warriors of the allied forces.

A divine barrier had descended, preventing the approach of demonic creatures.

Uooooooooh!

With the hymns resonating and holy power surging, the holy knights unleashed a wave of overwhelming power, tearing through the demonic creatures before them.

Kiiiieeeee!

Perhaps because it was imbued with true holy power, the demons and demonic creatures slain by the holy knights’ swords could no longer revive immediately.

Instead, they let out agonized screams, their bodies trembling in fear of regeneration.

Kuwaaaaaaaah!

On a pitch-black canvas, streaks of pure white began to spread.

The holy radiance of the Holy Kingdom of Schper pushed back the creeping darkness, bringing new hope to the land that had become a living hell.

 

 

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