The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1007

 Chapter 1007

 

“G-Grandfather?”

Raon widened his eyes as he looked at Glenn’s upright back standing before him.

“How are you here…?”

He had been prepared to risk his life and use the Demon King's Advent to save Larian, who was on the verge of death, but he hadn’t expected Glenn to suddenly appear and block the Heavenly Demon’s attack.

He was so shocked he couldn’t even close his mouth.

“We can’t let it happen again, can we?”

Glenn nodded calmly, saying he had prepared together with Larian just in case something like this happened.

“It seems you’ve suffered quite a bit.”

He smiled gently as he looked at Raon and Evelyn.

“I, I…”

Raon bit his trembling lips.

‘What should I say first?

He wanted to explain everything that had happened, but when he saw Glenn’s smile, the words wouldn’t come out easily.

“Let’s hear your story later.”

As if nothing had happened, Glenn patted Raon’s shoulder and turned back toward the Heavenly Demon.

“Glenn Zieghart.”

The Heavenly Demon, whose eyes had been filled with the flames of nothingness, let out a deep exclamation as a light of joy stirred within them.

“I didn’t think you’d come all the way out here.”

He didn’t greet him like an enemy, but rather with the joy of meeting an old friend.

It was the first time someone had faced Glenn’s energy head-on without flinching. Just as his name suggested, the Heavenly Demon possessed a supreme and noble martial power.

“So I should call you Heavenly Demon now?”

Glenn tilted his chin slightly as he looked at him.

“Seems your behavior changed along with your name.”

He frowned, as if displeased.

“If you were your old self, you wouldn’t have bothered with children beneath your standards.”

Clicking his tongue, Glenn remarked that he had grown disgraceful since they last met.

“I’ve already laid hands on them, so I won’t make excuses.”

The Heavenly Demon nodded, accepting that disgrace.

“Though, calling those two ‘children’ doesn’t seem quite right.”

He narrowed his eyes as he looked at Raon standing behind Glenn.

“Those ‘children’ you’re protecting are the ones who turned the Fallen into this.”

The Heavenly Demon spread his hand, revealing fragments of the Fallen’s mask floating in the air.

“……”

Glenn felt the faint presence of the Fallen’s soul emanating from the mask, but didn’t let go of the heavy pressure he exuded.

“Even so, they still wouldn’t be enough to meet your standards, would they?”

Rather, he furrowed his brow more deeply, as if his anger had only grown.

“I have my reasons, but I don’t feel like explaining.”

The Heavenly Demon raised both arms, as if making it clear that he had no intention of talking this out.

Gwoooooooo!

Glenn and the Heavenly Demon, showing not the slightest intention of backing down, raised their energy waves as they stared each other down.

Kwarrrrrrrrr!

Lightning burst from Glenn’s fingertips, swirling through the sky and pouring down crimson rain.

Kwooooooo!

Black currents surged from the Heavenly Demon’s shoulders, crushing the ground and summoning molten lava.

Disaster-like phenomena were unfolding from the absolute energy waves of the two Transcenders.

“Let’s fall back.”

Larian grabbed Raon’s arm and quickly retreated.

“Ignorant bastard. That hurt like hell.”

After moving away from the Heavenly Demon, she shook off her reddened palm and grimaced.

“Did you call the head of house, Magic Tower master?”

Raon let out a short breath as he looked at Larian.

“To be honest, I thought Derus might show up, but I suppose this worked out in the end.”

Larian chuckled, saying that the measure she prepared wasn’t for the Heavenly Demon, but for Derus.

“How did you…?”

“I don’t believe in heaven’s flow or anything like that. I just judged based on experience.”

She snorted derisively as she looked at the Fallen’s mask fragment, as if it were pathetic

“We can talk later. We should retreat farther for now.”

Larian said that if they stayed near Glenn, not even a shard of bone would be left of them, and moved back toward where Evelyn and Mark Goetten were.

“Let the monsters fight among themselves.”

Although she herself was a monster, she clearly felt a vast difference between herself and the likes of the Heavenly Demon or Glenn.

“Are you okay?”

Raon approached Evelyn, who had collapsed to the ground, and Mark Goetten, who was kneeling.

“I can manage….”

Evelyn forced an awkward smile, saying she could manage.

“I-I’m fine too.”

Even while coughing up blood from internal injuries, Mark Goetten nodded and insisted he was alright.

Both of them were the kind of people whose words couldn’t be taken at face value, so they would need to be watched closely.

“I used up all my healing magic. At least take some medicine for internal injuries.”

Larian pulled out round pills from midair and fed them to Evelyn and Mark Goetten.

“Raon, you too.”

She handed him one as well, as casually as if giving out chocolate snacks.

“……”

Raon chewed the internal injury medicine Larian gave him as he looked toward Glenn, who stood face-to-face with the Heavenly Demon.

‘Will he be alright?’

The Heavenly Demon didn’t just possess absolute martial might, he also possess the authority of the Demon King. For the first time, Raon found himself worrying about Glenn.

“You don’t need to worry.”

Larian lightly tapped his shoulder, as if reading his expression.

“That man doesn’t lose. Especially…”

She gave him a wide smile.

“Never, in front of you.”

That woman speaks the truth.

Wrath nodded heavily.

Instead of worrying about that doting old man, focus on recovering your own injuries.

He smacked his lips, saying there was no need to worry about Glenn. Hearing the two of them eased Raon’s heart a little.

Wuuuuuung.

Raon activated the Ring of Fire and the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation as he watched the Heavenly Demon facing Glenn.

It seemed the Heavenly Demon had completely lost interest in Raon and Evelyn, he didn’t even spare them a glance.

“So you’re trying to raise Eden again?”

Glenn lowered one eyebrow as he looked at the Heavenly Demon.

“No. I only came because of the vow with the Fallen.”

The Heavenly Demon shook his head while holding up the last remaining bell.

“Isn’t it laughable?”

He twisted his lips as he looked at the fragment of the Fallen’s mask beside the bell.

“Claimed he could read heaven’s flow, acted like he knew everything in the world, and yet this is how he ended up.”

The Heavenly Demon tapped the mask fragment mockingly with his finger, then put it in his uniform’s pocket.

‘I knew it…’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he heard the Heavenly Demon’s sneering tone.

‘The Heavenly Demon and the Fallen aren’t on good terms.’

Judging by the Heavenly Demon's words, their relationship seemed so bad it was hard to believe they were running the same faction.

“However…”

The Heavenly Demon turned his crimson eyes to Raon and flexed his fingers slightly.

“I’ve never seen one of the Fallen’s predictions be wrong. It seems your grandson really does have something special.”

He smacked his lips plainly, as if still coveting Raon.

“Yes. He’s special.”

Glenn nodded calmly, acknowledging it without hesitation.

“But he’s not someone you can handle.”

He twisted his lips, saying that Raon possessed a vessel so vast that even the Heavenly Demon couldn’t contain it.

“You’ll find that out soon enough.”

The Heavenly Demon let out a faint smile and released the power gathered in his hand.

“Truthfully, now isn’t the time for us to clash. Because that pompous heaven’s flow reader already set something. But still…”

A red heat flickered in the eyes behind his helmet as he clenched his fist.

“I suppose a taste won’t hurt.”

As the Heavenly Demon thrust his massive foot forward, black combative energy flared up from his shoulders like flames. That darkness carried a depth and weight so dense, it looked capable of swallowing light.

“Good. That works out well.”

Glenn raised his chin arrogantly.

“I had no intention of letting you leave quietly either.”

As he said it was time to blow off some steam, thunderbolts rained down from all directions, painting the pitch-black night in crimson flashes.

“Let’s see now if that name—demon who ascended to the heavens—is truly deserved.”

Glenn said he would become the heavens himself and drew Heavenly Tremor Sword from his waist.

“Are you sure you can handle it?”

The Heavenly Demon returned Glenn’s words with a cold smile.

“Let’s see how far that decaying, aging body of yours can endure the law of causality.”

He extended his slightly clenched fist as if signaling the beginning.

Fwoooooom!

Though he hadn’t even thrown it hard, the energy wave erupted from his fist and distorted the space around it. It was a level of power that could be mistaken for divine power.

Kuwaaaaaaaang!

Seeing the Heavenly Demon's punch that tore space apart as it rushed toward him, Glenn did not retreat and calmly raised his left hand.

Paaaaaaaang!

Without even raising his sword, Glenn received the Heavenly Demon's punch directly with just his left hand.

“All that talk, and this is it?”

He shook his head as he pressed down the black combative energy with his red aura.

“Good. I won’t get bored, at least.”

The Heavenly Demon curled his lips upward, as if Glenn’s remark was pleasing to hear.

Strangely, his combat stance wasn’t fixed. Like a fighter from the arena, he took on a free and fluid form.

Paaaaaang!

As the Heavenly Demon stepped in with quick footwork and threw his fist, space ruptured in succession, and a wave of black combative energy surged toward Glenn. It was a presence like a gaping maw, swallowing both light and aura.

Chwaaaaaaaak!

Glenn, as if merely practicing his swordsmanship, lightly drew down Heavenly Tremor. The Heavenly Demon’s punch split in two and sank into the ground.

“They say you're called the Sword God instead of Lightning God these days. I see why.”

The Heavenly Demon curled his lips in amusement. He flicked a concentrated sphere of combative energy from his fingertip, then charged toward Glenn with his massive frame.

Kuwaaaaaaang!

Just as Glenn erased the exploding energy before his eyes with a sword strike, the Heavenly Demon struck from the left.

Fwoooong!

Not giving the slightest opening, the Heavenly Demon hurled a punch toward Glenn’s waist. It was so fast it felt as though the fist had already landed the moment it was thrown.

“It is not a name for you to evaluate.”

Glenn answered calmly, reversed Heavenly Tremor that had withstood the blast, and raised it against the incoming punch.

Kuwaaaaaang!

Heavenly Tremor stood like the ultimate shield, unmoving even before the direct strike of the Heavenly Demon. It was a divine sword that could erase even the will of Transcender.

“Yeah. This is how it should be.”

The Heavenly Demon pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot, and his body shot up from Glenn’s right. It looked as if the earth itself folded like a space-shifting technique.

Kugugugugung!

Above his clenched fist, the energies of heaven and earth gathered. In a world distorted like a kaleidoscope, his fist burst forth like a dazzling flash of light.

Chiaaaang!

As the Heavenly Demon’s punch came forward, crushing heaven and earth, Glenn thrust Heavenly Tremor into it.

Pazzzzzzt!

Red lightning blazed along the silver blade and scorched the black combative energy. The power of lightning, Glenn’s foundational martial path, pushed back the Heavenly Demon’s combative  energy.

“Ha!”

The Heavenly Demon brushed off the red lightning burning on his fist and stepped back. As he looked at the blood trickling from the back of his hand, he smiled deeply.

“You’re definitely different. Unlike anyone else.”

The Heavenly Demon’s eyes gleamed with rising excitement as he thrust his thick fist toward Glenn’s heart.

Fwoooosh!

Glenn also advanced, unwilling to back down, and swung Heavenly Tremor blazing with red lightning.

Kuwaaaaaaang!

In the clash between Glenn and the Heavenly Demon, the waves of aura had ceased.

The two Transcenders struck at each other’s throats in a realm beyond sound and light, exchanging sword and fist.

With a single sword strike, the horizon split, with a single punch, mountains crumbled. It was not reality—it was a battle between avatars of nothingness, like something out of a dream.

“Haa…”

Raon let out a rough breath as he watched the clash of true Transcenders.

‘Will I ever reach that level?’

He had been satisfied with reaching the stable realm of Transcendence, but seeing the real thing now, he felt ashamed for being complacent with his current skills.

‘When I think about it, I didn’t truly defeat the Black Tower’s master or the Fallen.’

Chamber had drained all of the Black Tower’s master strength, and with the Fallen, Evelyn had perfectly interpreted his magic, allowing Raon to strike at an opening.

If he had fought either one alone, he would have been utterly crushed.

‘And on top of that…’

Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched the fight between Glenn and the Heavenly Demon, a battle twisting time and space itself.

‘Neither of them is going all out.’

Just as Glenn hadn’t used the Heart Sword, the Heavenly Demon too was holding something back.

‘I must learn. I have to learn, right now.’

A duel between warriors beyond the name of Transcendence wasn’t something you got to see just because you wanted to. He had to learn whatever he could and take it with him.

Huuuuuh.

As Raon resonated the Ring of Fire and focused on the battle between Glenn and the Heavenly Demon, he heard a sobbing sound from behind.

Drdrk.

When he turned his head, Evelyn was clawing at the ground with her blood-soaked hand.

“Evelyn?”

Raon grabbed her arm as she tried to tear into the earth.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s infuriating….”

Evelyn ground her teeth, her head lowered.

“I said it was fine, but it’s just so infuriating….”

Though she had said it was okay to let the Fallen go, it seemed that deep down, she was furious to the point of being unable to contain it.

“After 500 years, I finally caught him, how could this happen again!”

Evelyn shed crimson tears, saying that if they let the Fallen go like this, they’d never catch him again.

Madwoman…

Wrath also seemed to feel Evelyn's emotions, biting his lip before patting her on the back. It seemed that he, too, empathized, having seen Evelyn's memories.

“……”

Raon bit his lip as he looked at Evelyn, sobbing in a mixture of blood and tears.

‘How pathetic.’

While he was thinking he had to watch the martial gods fight and learn, Evelyn was remembering the people killed by the Fallen and her own past.

He had spoken as if he would solve everything, yet hadn’t accomplished a single thing. A hot flush of shame rose to his face.

“Didn’t I say it earlier?”

Raon bit his lip and rose to his feet.

“If the Fallen comes back, I’ll kill him again. That promise…”

He bared his teeth in a smile as he stepped toward the black rift where Glenn and the Heavenly Demon were fighting.

“I’ll keep it now.”

“R-Raon?”

Evelyn quickly shook her head, as if asking what he could possibly mean.

"No! You'll disappear without a trace too!

Larian grabbed his arm as if to stop him.

“It’s alright. I’m not acting out of emotion.”

Raon said he was confident he could succeed, then placed Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword on the ground, and drew the Blade of Requiem from behind his waist.

‘Only the Dancing Sword will work.’

As Larian said, if he stepped directly into the fight between those Transcenders, his body would be reduced to dust.

He had to aim for the Fallen’s mask fragment from a distance using the Dancing Sword.

‘And it has to be with this Blade of Requiem.’

No other sword would work. Right now, only the Blade of Requiem could sever the Fallen’s soul.

“Don’t! Just don’t do it!”

Evelyn shook her head wildly, begging him to stay by her side.

"Trust me."

Raon gave Evelyn a reassuring smile and slowly made his way toward the battlefield.

‘Not yet.’

Glenn and the Heavenly Demon were exchanging martial techniques as if warming up their bodies. Since both had plenty of strength left, now was the time to wait.

‘Waiting…’

Raon gently stroked the red blade of the Blade of Requiem and let out a deep breath.

‘…is what I do best.’

*   *   *

“As expected.”

The Heavenly Demon curled his lips into a smile from inside his helmet.

“You’re the only human on this continent who can satisfy me.”

He nodded, as if truly enjoying the clash with Glenn.

“So far, perhaps.”

Glenn shook his head coldly and split the Heavenly Demon’s punch with the edge of Heavenly Tremor.

“Now that we’ve warmed up, shall we begin properly?”

The Heavenly Demon lowered his tightly clenched fist to his side. As a domineering wave of energy burst from his entire body, the ground began to ripple like waves from the mere fluctuation of mana.

“Come.”

As Glenn set Heavenly Tremor at mid-stance, a magnificent red light, reaching the sky, soared above the silver blade.

Kugugugugugung!

The vast energy waves of the two Transcenders stretched endlessly, dyeing the world in light and darkness. It was a clash between martial gods who had gone beyond Transcendence and reached the realm of the absolute.

Kuwaaaaaaaaah!

With eyes gleaming in ecstasy, the Heavenly Demon crushed the ground and charged forward. His fist came crashing down with the weight of the heavens themselves.

Kururururung!

Glenn’s Heavenly Tremor shot up, becoming red thunder. The crimson lightning surged sharply upward, as if cleaving the cloud-filled sky in two.

Kuwaaaaaaang!

As the ultimate techniques of the two Transcenders collided, the heavens and the earth flipped upside down. Thousands of fissures burst between sword and fist, and a storm of aura erupted.

Kwadududududuk!

At the very moment Glenn and the Heavenly Demon drove down sword and fist to test their martial strength against each other, a crimson dagger flew in without a sound. It was the Blade of Requiem, imbued with the principle of the Dancing Sword.

“Your grandson…”

The Heavenly Demon furrowed his brow, a surge of intense rage rising within him.

“You taught him wrong, Glenn Zieghart!”

He swung his left hand, trying to grab the Blade of Requiem.

But before the blade could be caught in his grasp, it pierced through space and rushed toward his chest.

“Hmph!”

Even in that extreme moment, the Heavenly Demon reacted and caught the dagger in his hand.

Paaaanng!

But what was imbued in the dagger wasn’t just the principle of space sword.

Raon’s willpower, tempered to its absolute limit, was infused with the energy of lingering souls, and from it, a blade of light burst forth, one that tore through the enemy’s soul.

Paaaaaaaang!

A minuscule slash that shot out from the Blade of Requiem split in half the mask fragment of the Fallen that the Heavenly Demon had been protecting.

Kyaaaaaaah!

The Fallen’s soul, sealed within the mask fragment, let out a grotesque scream as it scattered into the air.

Kugugugugugu!

For the first time since the battle began, the Heavenly Demon turned his gaze not to Glenn, but to Raon.

His eyes were filled with both rage and bewilderment, and he ground his teeth.

“You bastard…”

 

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