The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1006

 Chapter 1006

 

“Uoooooooh!”

The Demons of Eden fell to their knees and pressed their heads to the ground.

“The Heavenly Demon Bell raised the demon’s sky!”

“Bow in worship to the Heavenly Demon who will open the day!”

Even Eden’s unbrainwashed executives bowed the same way, lowering their heads in reverence to the Heavenly Demon. The bizarre sight looked no different from a cult like the White Blood Religion.

“……”

Despite receiving the worship of his subordinates, the Heavenly Demon showed no reaction. He simply looked down at Raon, holding the bell that emitted a strange resonance.

“Guhk….”

Raon clenched his body as if it were being crushed under the Heavenly Demon’s energy wave, biting down on his tongue.

‘I feel like I’m going to die.’

With his stamina and mental strength already at their limit, even being the focus of the Heavenly Demon’s gaze made it hard to breathe. If not for the Ring of Fire, he too would have fallen to his knees like the other demons of Eden.

Goooooh!

The Heavenly Demon remained unmoving, maintaining that overwhelming energy wave as if testing Raon’s endurance.

“Hrrgh….”

Raon exhaled through his clogged breath and drove Heavenly Drive into the ground. Using the sword as a staff to hold himself up, he gritted his teeth.

‘I never imagined such a person could exist.’

The Heavenly Demon was crushing his soul with nothing more than the energy wave of his breathing. The air felt heavy, as if the entire space were gripped in his hand.

‘I have to endure.’

If he gave out, the Heavenly Demon’s energy wave would sweep toward Evelyn and Mark Goetten behind him. He had to hold out no matter what.

‘Kh…’

As Raon bit his tongue again, his vision blurring, ten daggers fell before his eyes.

Paaaaaang!

Larian landed with her hood pulled low, stepping in front of Raon. She floated all ten daggers at once, her lips trembling.

Whoooosh.

The moment Larian shielded him, the Heavenly Demon’s energy wave, sharp enough to tear flesh and crush bone, vanished.

“Haa…”

Raon exhaled the breath he had been holding deep within and bent over, as if he were about to collapse.

“A-Are you… the Heavenly Demon?”

Larian, seemingly seeing him for the first time as well, asked in a tense voice, slightly raising her gaze.

“Larian, Magic Tower master.”

The Heavenly Demon narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at her. His voice was quiet, but it carried a fierce edge, like a storm hidden within.

“You’re different from what I heard. Both in strength and disposition.”

He nodded calmly, as if he had seen through everything about Larian the moment their eyes met.

“You… you’re the same.”

Larian covered her face further with her hood, her shoulders trembling.

“A demon who rose to the heavens, they said… but you just seem like a beast.”

She suddenly took off her hood, twisting up the corners of her mouth. The confident personality she showed when fighting the Fallen returned.

“Is that so.”

The Heavenly Demon brushed off Larian’s words lightly and turned his gaze. He frowned as he looked at the ground where the Fallen had died and turned to ashes.

“What a bug-like death.”

He shook his head with a voice that sounded both pitiful and mocking. As he extended his tattooed fingers, a tiny fragment of wood floated up from the black ground.

‘Is that…?’

Raon swallowed dryly as he watched the fragment of wood being pulled into the Heavenly Demon’s hand.

‘The Fallen’s mask?’

It was charred black, but judging from its shape and material, it looked like a fragment of the mask the Fallen had worn.

“……”

The Heavenly Demon spun his fingers, examining the fragment of the Fallen’s mask front and back.

Raon didn’t let down his guard, thinking the Heavenly Demon might attack at any moment, but he couldn’t tell what the man was thinking.

“You…”

Larian narrowed her eyes and looked up at him.

“What are you trying to do?”

It seemed she was thinking the same as Raon, as her brow furrowed deeply.

“I have to hear the reason I was summoned.”

The Heavenly Demon lightly shook his head, holding both the bell and the Fallen’s mask fragment in one hand.

‘The reason he was summoned?’

Raon stared at the crimson bell and swallowed hard.

‘They called it Heavenly Demon Bell earlier.’

The Demons of Eden had declared that the Heavenly Demon descended when the Heavenly Demon Bell rang. That bell must be the Heavenly Demon Bell, a tool to summon him.

‘And…’

Raon clenched his fists as he looked at the mask fragment beside the bell.

‘That bell was rung by the Fallen.’

There was no way the Heavenly Demon Bell rang on its own. It had to have been shaken by the Fallen before his death.

But since the Heavenly Demon had confirmed his death, it was certain that the Fallen was indeed dead.

“You said you wanted to hear the reason you were summoned?”

Larian narrowed her eyes and shook her head.

“What, are you going to bring a dead man back to life just to ask him?”

She waved her hand dismissively, telling him to stop spouting nonsense and disappear.

“This is different from you humans.”

The Heavenly Demon spoke of the Fallen’s mask fragment like it was a mere object and nodded.

“But in this state, I won’t be able to hear an answer. You thoroughly shattered him.”

He curled his lips into a satisfied smile.

“…Right. He messed around, so I trampled him.”

Larian gave a cold smile and nodded. It seemed she was trying to draw the Heavenly Demon’s attention away from Evelyn and Raon.

“You’re not good at lying.”

The Heavenly Demon slowly shifted his gaze toward Raon and Evelyn behind her. Just by standing there, he already understood what had happened on this land.

‘That bastard… He’s not just strong.’

Raon ground his teeth, sensing the immense soul of the Heavenly Demon.

“Rise.”

The Heavenly Demon gave a command to the mask fragment with a voice imbued with aura, as if casting dragon word magic.

Gooooooooh!

At that moment, mana from nature gathered like a storm, and a brilliant light burst out from the mask fragment.

Wuuuuuuung!

The fragment floated into the air, just like it had been on the Fallen’s face, radiating a soft golden glow.

“The Fallen…?”

Raon’s lips trembled as he stared at the mask fragment rising from the Heavenly Demon’s hand.

‘I can feel the Fallen’s energy from it!’

The energy of the Fallen, once completely erased, had returned through the Heavenly Demon’s command.

‘This is insane…’

Raon’s jaw quivered as he stared at the mask fragment.

‘That’s not magic or sorcery.’

The Heavenly Demon had not used any sorcery or magic. He had summoned the Fallen’s soul into the mask fragment purely with the will of a Transcender. The absurdity of it made Raon laugh in disbelief.

“Monster…”

Larian, too, trembled as if unable to believe what she was seeing. Even to her, a highest-level Transcender, the Heavenly Demon’s ability was horrifying.

“Now I can hear it. That ugly voice.”

The Heavenly Demon sneered as he looked at the Fallen’s mask fragment.

Raon….

Wrath called Raon without taking his eyes off the Heavenly Demon.

The King of Essence has made a mistake.

He shook his head, as if he had misjudged the Heavenly Demon.

‘Don’t tell me…’

Raon swallowed dryly and turned his gaze to Wrath.

‘Is he too much for you too?’

He knew the Heavenly Demon was powerful, but he didn’t think even Wrath would be unable to defeat him. His heart pounded like it would burst.

That’s not it.

Wrath firmly shook his head.

‘Then what is it?’

Do you remember when the King of Essence said that the brat mask reeked of the Demon King?

He furrowed his brow while looking at the fragment of the Fallen’s mask.

‘Yeah. I remember.’

Raon nodded. Wrath had said that the Fallen carried the scent of another Demon King when he first saw him.

The King of Essence was mistaken. That brat mask was merely a shell...

Wrath pressed his lips tightly while staring at the Heavenly Demon.

That guy holds the true authority of that damned son of a bitch.

He narrowed his brows, now certain of what he saw.

‘Wait a second…’

Raon’s pupils trembled as he looked at Wrath.

‘Then the authority the Heavenly Demon possesses is…’

The Monarch of Pride. Pride.

Wrath nodded, saying the Heavenly Demon possessed Pride’s Authority.

Because Pride is holding him up, that bastard remains unaffected even though he has surpassed the causality of the human world.

He exhaled in a low breath, saying that he was certain after seeing the Heavenly Demon’s divine presence a moment ago.

‘Damn it…’

Raon looked up at the Heavenly Demon, his jaw trembling.

‘How are we supposed to take down someone like that?’

He had power that even made Larian tense, and now it turned out he also had the authority of Pride. It honestly seemed hopeless.

‘But is it possible to summon the Fallen’s soul with just martial power?’

That is Pride’s ability.

Wrath nodded his head as if saying, ‘of course it’s possible.’

‘What is Pride’s ability—’

Just as Raon was about to ask Wrath about Pride’s authority—

“Speak.”

The Heavenly Demon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the fragment of the Fallen’s mask.

“Why did you call me?”

But Raon couldn’t hear the Fallen’s voice. It seemed only the Heavenly Demon could hear it, perhaps only a fragment of the soul remained to speak to him.

“To save you, and kill them?”

The Heavenly Demon lowered his cold eyes toward Raon and Larian.

“So that’s what it comes to.”

Larian bit her lip as she looked at the Heavenly Demon. She began gathering mana as if ready to fight at any moment.

‘Damn it…’

Raon pulled Heavenly Drive from the ground and gripped it with both hands. He probably couldn’t withstand even a single strike, but he had to struggle to the end.

"Impossible."

But the Heavenly Demon shook his head resolutely while looking at the Fallen’s mask fragment.

“You can only ask me one thing right now. Choose one of the two.”

He lowered his hand, as if demanding the choice between two reasons.

The relationship between the Fallen and the Heavenly Demon didn’t seem to be merely that of comrades.

Vwoooong.

The fragment of the Fallen’s mask continued to emit a faint glow as if still speaking to the Heavenly Demon.

“In the end, your own life matters most.”

The Heavenly Demon sneered, grasped the mask fragment, and shattered one of the Heavenly Demon Bell. 

“I’m going back as I am, do you have anything to say?”

The Heavenly Demon turned his gaze to Larian, as if asking what she would do. His arrogant attitude suggested that if she wanted to fight, he’d entertain it.

“Hmm…”

Larian bit her lip and looked at Evelyn and herself.

“I-It’s okay.”

Evelyn gave an awkward smile, as if saying it was okay to let the Fallen go. She chose a path where everyone could live, rather than her 500-year revenge.

“…Please let him go.”

Raon nodded weakly at Larian.

‘Damn it.’

Even after seeing all of Evelyn’s memories, he couldn’t fulfill her revenge. He hadn’t expected to feel so powerless even after reaching Transcendence.

“You better consider yourself lucky.”

Larian sighed shortly and took a step back.

“……”

The Heavenly Demon silently nodded and turned around. He was about to disappear into thin air, then suddenly stopped.

“That…”

The Heavenly Demon looked back down at Raon and Evelyn, releasing a chilling wave of energy.

“You should have said that first.”

As if the Fallen had told him something, he immediately turned back and descended in front of Larian.

“What are you thinking?”

Larian wrinkled her nose as she summoned daggers to the front of her chest.

“I’ve changed my mind.”

The Heavenly Demon raised a finger and pointed at Raon and Evelyn.

“I’ll be taking those two with me.”

He declared he would take Raon and Evelyn right in front of Larian, as if ignoring her.

“Hah. You must think I’m a joke.”

Larian smirked at the Heavenly Demon and raised her fingers.

“Fine. I’ve been curious how strong the strongest of the Four Demons really is.”

Twisting her lips, she spun ten daggers like wheels on a carriage.

Vwoooooong!

As Larrian quickly formed her spell and brought her hands together, the ten daggers flashed with individual lights, shooting towards the Heavenly Demon.

Kuwaaaaaaaah!

But the Heavenly Demon raised a single hand and stopped the barrage of daggers.

“Spirit Burst.”

As Larian spread her fingers again, the daggers spun in a spiral and pierced into the Heavenly Demon’s aura, triggering a massive explosion.

Kuwaaaaaaaaang!

An enormous surge of mana exploded, powerful enough to push back even the Heavenly Demon’s energy wave, tearing apart the space he stood in.

Gooooooh!

But the Heavenly Demon remained in midair where the ground had been obliterated, maintaining the exact same posture.

Even after taking Larian’s ultimate magic head-on, not a single scratch appeared on his body.

“Tch.”

Larian clicked her tongue, slipping the returning daggers onto her fingers

“His aura is disgustingly tough.”

She furrowed her brow, muttering that he lived up to his reputation.

“I have no intention of killing you, Magic Tower master.”

The Heavenly Demon calmly shifted his gaze to Raon.

“Just hand over those two.”

He lowered the hand that had blocked Larian’s spell, saying that was all he wanted.

“Didn’t I say that’s not happening? If you want them, you’ll have to kill me.”

Larian clenched her fist with the daggers still on her fingers, and two newly forged daggers appeared.

The Dagger of Light and the Dagger of Darkness.

The ten daggers transformed into two, radiating immense mana. That must have been why the ten daggers were called the Twelve Demonic Holy Daggers.

Paaaaaang!

Larian moved both hands and fired the daggers of light and darkness. They sliced through the air, charging toward the Heavenly Demon’s forehead.

Kuuuuuuuuuu!

The Heavenly Demon once again blocked the daggers of light and darkness with nothing more than a raised hand. Before his absolute aura, the daggers couldn’t even move and only trembled in place.

“Not yet.”

As Larian bit her lip and brought her hands together, the blades of the daggers of light and darkness interlocked as if fighting each other, unleashing an intense gray radiance.

‘Void!’

Raon widened his eyes at the sight of the gray energy. That energy was the power of void that the Fallen had used.

It seemed Larian had prepared that void energy specifically to defeat the Fallen.

Kuwaaaaaaaah!

The daggers imbued with the power of gray void pierced through the Heavenly Demon’s aura and rushed straight for his heart.

Kuwaaaaaaaahng!

The void energy, capable of erasing existence itself, exploded, opening pitch-black fissures across the sky and earth where the Heavenly Demon had stood.

Fuuuuu...

As the gray void energy slowly settled, the Heavenly Demon’s figure came into view once more.

Goooooh!

The Heavenly Demon was still standing with only one hand raised. But thick veins had bulged on his arm, and a strange red aura had formed at his fingertips.

Whooosh.

It seemed the Heavenly Demon had drawn out a considerable amount of power to block the void.

“Indeed…”

The Heavenly Demon nodded as he clenched his faintly trembling fist.

"You do have the right to be called a Transcender."

He nodded, evaluating the Magic Tower master, a Transcender of the Five Kings, as if she were nothing more than a vastly inferior lesser.

“Still, I have no interest in you.”

The Heavenly Demon extended his tightly clenched fist. Though his punch moved slowly, like a crawling insect, its aftermath was beyond imagination.

The sky was carved away, and the land erupted in flames. It was as if only the Heavenly Demon's fist existed in this space, stopping even the flow of mana.

“Damn it!”

Sensing death, Laian poured all her mana into the daggers raised in a defensive stance.

Even though she gave it her all, she was violently pushed back. Her hair scattered in disarray, and blood splattered from her lips.

"If I’d known a monster like that would show up…"

Larian bit the blood on her upper lip and shook her head.

“I should’ve brought different tools.”

She let out a hollow laugh, looking at the daggers that were being crumpled and shattered before the Heavenly Demon’s fist.

“Magic Tower master…”

Raon approached Larian from behind and bowed his head.

“Let me go. I’ve already been through this once.”

He said Larian should step back, he’d be fine.

“That’s exactly why you can’t go!”

Larian shook her head firmly, saying that precisely because he had been through it once, he mustn’t go through it again.

“But it’s dangerous!”

Just as Glenn had easily overwhelmed the heads of the Four Demons, the Heavenly Demon was also overpowering Larian. If this continued, she would die.

Snap! Crackle! Pop!

The Heavenly Demon’s fist crushed all ten of Larian’s daggers and ultimately closed in right before her eyes.

“I—I told you when I arrived, didn’t I…”

Larian, blocking the Heavenly Demon’s fist with the mana in her hand, coughed up dark-stained blood.

“That I was late because I was making some preparations.”

“…What?”

“Now he’s here.”

The moment a blood-soaked smile appeared on her lips, the dim sky opened, and a crimson sword fell.

No, it wasn't a sword of light, it was a god transformed into a sword.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

The trembling of the earth, as if gripped by fear, came to a halt, and the sky, which had swayed as if praising the demon, fell silent.

That dawn of a thousand years ago, which split the neck of the demonic dragon and opened a new world, its radiant brilliance returned to this era as crimson radiance pushed away the pitch-black darkness.

Whoooosh!

Over the land where the Heavenly Demon’s mighty energy had ruled, a black long jacket fluttered.

The pillar of the Five Kings, the matchless swordsman to whom this world gave the name Sword God, descended upon the shattered land.

“Glenn Zieghart!”

The Heavenly Demon smiled with delight as he faced the old swordsman who had erased his attack entirely.

“You’re touching the children? That’s different from what you said to me.”

Glenn stepped in front of the Heavenly Demon, trampling down the subdued combative energy. At his transcendent energy wave, a pure and radiant light rose into the once-darkened sky.

The Sword God and the Heavenly Demon.

The absolute beings of the era, shrouded in light and darkness, faced each other, their red eyes gleaming.

 

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