The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1085

 Chapter 1085

 

Claaaang!

Raon blocked the authority of sloth that Sloth had fired out, grinding his molars hard.

‘Not yet.’

I haven’t poured everything out.

What I gained from training with Glenn and Darkan was not just physical and mental growth.

The strengthening of will, and the authorities of the Demon Kings that paired with that will. I realized the method to harmonize the two opposing powers.

Vrooooom!

Raon circulated both the will and the Demon Kings’ authorities at the same time.

The two energies bared their fangs at each other, yet joined forces to overcome the powerful enemy before them.

Crack-crackle-crackle!

The flame of the divine sword rose up violently like a dragon’s ascent, and the frost of the demonic sword wavered faintly, like a mirror reflecting the abyss.

Will and authority, which mix no better than water and oil, were placed into the two swords to oppose the surging tide of Sloth’s authority.

Craaaash!

Sloth’s authority, which until now could neither be cut nor blocked, was torn apart like paper before the blades of the divine and demonic swords.

The darkness that had surged as though to sink the entire world burned away in the flames and crumbled before the frost.

“Bother… some….”

Sloth furrowed his brow and spread his hands. From his fingertips, the authority of sloth stretched out grandly, forming a pitch-black net.

That guy….

Wrath gave a hollow laugh as he looked at Sloth.

Looks like his pride got a little hurt, doesn’t it?

He chuckled, saying it was the first time he’d seen Sloth react like that.

That just means your strength is more unexpected than he thought.

Wrath nodded, as if saying this was no different from receiving Sloth’s acknowledgment.

‘It feels good, but this isn’t the time to be thinking about that. If I get caught in that….’

Raon bit his lip as he looked at Sloth’s authority falling without a gap to escape, like the Sky and Earth Net.

‘I might just melt away as I am.’

The power contained within was so immense that just touching it felt like my body and soul would shatter.

‘I can’t run.’

My retreat is already blocked, and unlike before, I can’t swing my sword from a better position. Here, I have to overcome Sloth’s authority with the utmost of my strength.

Wooooooong!

Raon raised the Divine Sword downward, the Demonic Sword upward, taking a stance that linked sky and earth.

Toward Sloth’s authority that sought to devour not just him, but the entire northern land, he exploded his accumulated aura and will.

Fwaaaaaaah!

Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation. Thousand Flames.

Ten Thousand Scattered Heavenly Infusion.

Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay, Void Severance.

Toward the net formed by the authority of Sloth, He unleashed his ultimate technique that contained the pinnacle of martial arts.

Jjeojeojeojeojeojeok!

The crimson blade mercilessly burned away Sloth’s authority, and the blue sword’s edge buried Sloth’s energy within the cold.

Crack-crack-crackle!

Sloth’s energy, dense and unyielding as if it could never be torn apart no matter what was done, was split not by the power imbued in the sword, but by the profound swordsmanship itself.

‘I didn’t just gain will.’

Raon tightened his grip as he looked at Sloth’s energy dissolving.

‘My proficiency with the versatile sword has grown even further.’

Just as Glenn had nurtured my will, Darkan had carefully examined my swordsmanship.

At the time it had been so hard I wanted to give up, but seeing the result now, I was deeply satisfied.

“Huh…?”

For the first time, a hardened light appeared in Sloth’s eyes. As though he had never considered such a result, his open mouth would not close.

Y-you blocked it?

Wrath too widened his blue eyes in surprise.

You kept failing at that, didn’t you!

‘That’s right.’

Raon gave a dry laugh and nodded.

‘I guess I really am someone who learns best in actual combat.’

Unlike Glenn and Darkan, who always held back, when I saw Sloth’s authority pressing in as if to tear my life apart, I unconsciously managed to find the perfect point of harmony between the two powers.

Even when I thought about it myself, it was an absurd thing.

“So this is the harmony of will and authority….”

Raon’s hands, gripping the two swords, trembled as he let out a murky breath.

‘Incredible.’

It’s true that by continuously clashing will and authority I made both energies grow, but this was the first time they achieved such perfect harmony.

My heart pounded as if it would burst from the power that was far greater than I expected.

‘But….’

It’s not easy to endure.

As much as I can display strong sword technique, the backlash also comes to me. I still don’t have the strength to fight for a long time.

“Haaaah….”

Sloth slowly shook his head.

“Annoying… I just want to sleep… But… I must… take revenge… for my sleep….”

As he rolled his eyes back, Stallin Mountain began to shake as though it would collapse.

Whooooom!

The authority of sloth that had covered the north sea was sucked back into him.

Crackle-crackle-crackle!

The frost of Stallin Mountain that hadn’t melted for ten thousand years evaporated without leaving even a single droplet, and jet-black currents surged up across the world.

Vrooooom!

Sloth’s body was covered by the authority of sloth, and his skin was dyed pitch-black like shadow.

“What is this….”

Raon’s lips trembled as he looked at Sloth transforming.

“He’s on another level.”

The Sloth I saw a moment ago and the one now, drawing in sloth right before my eyes, felt like completely different beings, spewing out dreadful energy waves.

It felt like I wouldn’t be able to cut down that darkness, even with a sword strike wrought from will and authority.

It's over.

Wrath shook his head, as though saying it was impossible now.

That bastard has completely abandoned his reason.

He shook his head, saying that even acting as the Demon King of Wrath wouldn't work now.

‘Then how do I stop him?’

He will stop on his own after releasing his accumulated anger and power.

Wrath shook his head, saying even Sloth himself could no longer control it.

Hand over your body to the King of Essence right now! If you don’t, not only you, but the wallet climbing this mountain and even those in Habun Castle will die!

He shook his head, saying a great war could erupt here.

To go out of control to this extent… looks like that Sloth bastard had been holding it in for quite a long time.

Wrath shook his head, saying it seemed Sloth had kept suppressing himself until he finally exploded, unable to contain it.

‘Not yet….’

Raon shook his head and raised the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword.

‘There is a way.’

Among the things I had gained from a month of training, there was still one I hadn’t tried.

He said no! Don’t waste your strength, just use the Demon King’s Advent!

Wrath bared his teeth, saying that even if both sides suffered damage, there was no other way.

‘It’s fine. I can succeed.’

Raon took a deep breath and released all the energies of the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword.

Above the two blades, whirlpools of flame and frost surged upward.

Crackle-crackle-crackle!

Sloth casually thrust out his clenched fist. It was neither fast nor heavy, but his strike of authority swallowed up space itself, making escape impossible as it surged forward.

Kuuuaaaaaaah!

Raon gritted his teeth and brought down the divine and demonic swords.

Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay.

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

He gathered all the power that contained the sword field into his strike to block Sloth’s fist, but was pushed back in strength.

Kuwaaaaang!

Raon rose onto the balls of his feet and thrust forward with sword and upper body together. It was an absurd level of power, being able to barely withstand the fist only after using the Red and Blue Invincible Sword.

You blocked it well, but this is only the beginning!

Wrath shook his head, as if saying it was just the start.

Just hand over your body!

‘I still have….’

Raon’s clear eyes gleamed as he curled his lips upward.

‘One more sword left.’

As he recalled the blade forged from his soul with the hammer called conviction, an invisible formless sword sprang forth before his chest.

You, you really are insane?

Wrath twirled his finger in front of his temple.

With the Heart Sword that can’t even properly cut a Master, what the hell do you think you can do?!

‘My Heart Sword is certainly weak. But….’

Facing Sloth’s blackly flickering soul, Raon twisted his mouth.

‘What I’m trying to cut now is not Sloth’s soul.’

Drawing in a deep breath, he fired out the Heart Sword forged with his soul.

With the sword of the heart that ignored time and space, he cut apart not Sloth’s soul, but the blue current that bound his mind, without leaving even a single fragment.

Boooom!

Sloth, who had been about to blow off Raon’s head, staggered at the waist and froze in place.

“Ah….”

Sloth’s eyes, which had been blazing black, turned hazy and finally went dull. The pitch-black authority of sloth that had wrapped around his entire body also faded away like morning mist.

“Wha… t…?”

Sloth blinked at Raon as though he himself didn’t know what had just happened.

W-what did you do?

Wrath trembled his jaw in disbelief.

‘Like you said, I can’t cut Sloth’s soul or his sloth. So….’

Raon wiggled his finger toward Sloth, who was blinking.

‘I cut the wrath dominating his mind.’

Th-that’s possible? Even with a Heart Sword, how could you….

Wrath shook his head, finding it even harder to believe.

‘Of course, it’s not possible just like that.’

Raon grinned and shook his head.

‘You said it yourself. My sloth gets buried under Sloth’s original sloth and can’t exert its own power….’

Raon raised the authority of wrath with his fingertips.

‘So I thought, even the wrath gnawing at Sloth was nothing more than a mere emotion before your wrath.’

When he cut Sloth’s wrath just now, he had imbued Wrath’s authority into the Heart Sword.

Just as Wrath had said, shallow emotions could not even stir before the authority of a Demon King.

‘Thanks.’

Raon smiled and patted Wrath’s head.

‘Every time I fall into danger, you give me a hint to overcome it. That’s exactly what makes you a Demon King.’

No, he’s not!

Wrath screamed.

He has never once wanted to help the likes of you!

He flailed his whole body, telling him not to spout nonsense.

“Wrath’s vessel….”

“You’ve grown stronger. A lot….”

He opened his eyes a little wider, as if he had never even imagined growth of this level. For the Demon King of Sloth, it seemed like a dramatic expression of emotion.

“Really?”

Raon sheathed Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword, their flames and frost extinguished, and drew a smile.

‘I may not yet be at the level of the heads of the Six Kings, the heads of the Five Demons, or the demon king level yet….’

But it seems I’ve grown stronger than expected.

*   *   *

“So then….”

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked down from Stallin Mountain.

“You’re saying powerful waves of aura occurred one after another at the mountainside, right?”

He asked the question, turning his gaze to Sloth.

“Yeah….”

Sloth nodded heavily, as though all his strength had left him. His eyelids began to tremble faintly, as if drowsy.

“Yesterday, and the day before, and this morning… and evening… it kept… kept… kept happening…”

Sloth scratched his head, saying the mountain had been shaking not for just a day or two, but constantly, day and night.

“Anyone would be angry at that, not just a demon king.”

If one was sleeping or working and from the floor below came constant pounding day and night, anyone would feel stressed.

Sloth had clearly been tormented by the noise between floors for so long that he had nearly gone out of control.

The King of Essence often experiences that too.

Wrath glared at Raon and gnashed his teeth.

‘You? From who?’

From you, of course!

‘I’ve never been that noisy….’

Whenever the King of Essence tries to sleep, you swing your sword. And when he tries to sleep again, you stamp around practicing footwork, he can’t do anything!

He nodded vigorously, saying he could understand how Sloth felt.

“Today… it happened again, and I thought… it was you…”

Sloth bowed his head, apologizing.

“Why did you think it was me?”

Raon tilted his head.

“The aura….”

Sloth let out a long yawn and continued speaking.

“It was flame and frost….”

He lowered his head again, saying that’s why he had mistaken it.

“Flame and frost?”

As Raon lowered his brows, Dorian climbed up to the peak on trembling legs.

“Y-young master. What in the world is….”

Perhaps he had sensed Sloth’s sloth, as cold sweat streamed down his face and his eyes darted everywhere.

“Perfect timing.”

Raon beckoned to Dorian.

“You have a bedding set, right?”

“Y-yes. It’s essential.”

Dorian nodded, saying it was a necessity for camping.

“Take out the best ones.”

“Yes! Understood.”

As soon as he was ordered, he pulled out pillow, bed, and blanket. They were so luxurious you could feel the quality just by looking.

“Just sleep for now.”

Raon patted the bed Dorian had laid out.

“You must be tired. Sleep a little, then let’s talk.”

He jerked his chin toward Sloth, telling him to leave the rest to them.

“R-really…?”

Sloth let out a hollow breath, as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Of course.”

“Thank you…. Wrath’s vessel…. You are strong… and a good human…. Thank you….”

After murmuring thanks twice, Sloth slowly crawled into the bed like a sloth. Within seconds, snoring could be heard.

Aren’t you here to ask for a favor?

Wrath shook his head, as if wondering why he wasn’t saying anything.

‘Sloth’s condition isn’t good. And if I solve the noise between floors for him, he’ll naturally side with us, so there’s no problem.’

Raon smiled, saying he had already thought it through.

You really are like a weasel.

Wrath rolled his eyes, displeased.

“Wow, he fell asleep the moment he lay down? What an enviable talent….”

Dorian sighed, saying these days he couldn’t sleep out of fear.

“B-but who is this person?”

He smacked his lips curiously.

“The Demon King of Sloth.”

“Ah, so he sleeps early because he’s the Demon King of Sloth. I thought… uuuueeegh!”

Dorian nodded, then collapsed on the spot.

“The Demon King of Sloth? That thing?”

“Don’t wake him. He only just barely fell asleep.”

Raon tapped Dorian on the shoulder and lowered his gaze back down the mountain.

‘It doesn’t seem like a difficult matter, but the problem is we don’t know when those auras will appear again.’

According to Sloth, aura had been bursting one after another regardless of day or night, but since a Demon King’s sense of time couldn’t be trusted, I became a little worried.

“We should wait here a bit….”

Just as Raon dusted off his hands and was about to sit down on the ground—

Chiaaang!

In the middle of Stallin Mountain, a red and blue dimension opened, and from within it powerful auras burst out and clashed with each other.

Kuwaaaang!

The tremendous shock shook the entire mountain. Power that pressed down on the very soul. A strength that no half-baked Transcender could display.

‘So that’s the flame and frost Sloth was talking about….’

Within the shockwave, I could feel an energy that was both burning hot and chilling cold. I think I understood why Sloth had suspected me.

‘But that’s not all.’

Narrowing his eyes, he bit lightly on his lip.

‘The aura of flame and frost is being supported by the steadfast energy of the earth. That means….’

Raon nodded with certainty.

‘Two Transcenders who have reached the highest level are fighting.’

 

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