The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1326

 Chapter 1326

 

“Hoo.”

Raon let out a heavy breath as he stared at Wrath’s frost-shrouded hand, its edge gleaming with deadly sharpness.

'I almost died again.'

Had I failed to react in that split second, Wrath's strike would have taken my head clean off, just as it had in the Chamber of the Self.

'Just as I thought. He’s no easy opponent.'

Since leaving the Chamber of the Self, I have grown tremendously, both mentally and physically. I had believed I could now at least exchange blows with Wrath, yet the difference in our level still felt immense.

'Still, a fight is possible.'

Unlike in the Chamber of the Self, I no longer had to pour every ounce of my strength into blocking a single casual strike from Wrath. That alone made me feel I could finally fight back.

“Hah.”

Wrath's blue eyes grew cold.

"You truly are an insolent brat."

Contrary to his words, the corners of his lips curled upward as if he found the situation amusing.

"You've known that from the start."

Raon shook his head as he forced Wrath’s hand aside with Heavenly Drive.

'Unbelievable....'

The fluffy, cotton-candy-like glutton who always seemed ready to melt under the sun had transformed into a beauty so breathtaking it was almost chilling. That change was even more shocking than the overwhelming might he possessed.

His skin was as pale and flawless as fresh snow, so smooth and immaculate that he resembled a statue carved from pristine marble rather than a living being. His hair, as though woven from melted moonlight, glowed with a soft silver radiance that only deepened the mystery surrounding him.

Most captivating of all were Wrath's eyes. Cold as sapphires yet shining with the lofty brilliance of stars, they didn't seem to reflect light, they devoured it. Their irresistible pull made it nearly impossible to look away. Combined with his graceful yet razor-sharp physique and the faintly mocking expression that seemed to sneer at the world itself, he looked every bit the monarch of Wrath who ruled devildom.

Kyaaaang!

Pouring more strength into Heavenly Drive, Raon forced back Wrath, who had been holding the blade off with his bare hand.

Baaang!

Wrath deliberately let himself be pushed back, lightly hopping away.

“……”

Without saying a word, he moved his hands and legs, checking the condition of his body.

“You. Why are you so determined to become stronger?”

Wrath narrowed his eyes into thin, blade-like slits as he looked at Raon.

“That Nadine bread geezer has already surpassed the limits of humanity, so the Heavenly Demon has little chance of defeating him. And if shitty eyes, beef girl, and even that big idiot who received your martial art all become Transcenders, then your house will be overflowing with them. As long as you maintain your current level, victory in the war is all but guaranteed. So why are you pushing yourself this far to grow even stronger?”

Wrath wrinkled the bridge of his nose, saying he wanted to hear the reason first.

“You're right.”

Raon spread both arms wide.

“Grandfather will defeat the Heavenly Demon in the end, and Eden's executives won't be enough to stop the Five Kings, let alone Zieghart. Even if the archangels intervene, we can summon the Demon Kings to hold them back. It's safe to say we won't lose the war. But…”

He tightened his grip on Heavenly Drive and slowly raised his head.

“A lot of people will still die. The people I've fought beside. The comrades who've been with me since childhood will spill their warm blood and be buried beneath the cold earth. I don't want to see that happen.”

Raon slowly closed and reopened his eyes, saying he wanted to become stronger, even if it meant risking his life, to reduce the casualties as much as possible.

“Hmm.”

Wrath gave a calm nod, as though he had expected that answer.

“If that's your reason, then the King of Essence can understand your actions.”

The corners of his lips curled upward, as if he had finally grasped what drove Raon.

“The little doll has changed more than he imagined.”

Wrath snorted briefly before nodding.

“Very well. The King of Essence shall show you the true extent of his might.”

A faint warmth flickered within the icy eyes that had been as cold as frozen steel. Like a true king who cherished his subordinates, Raon's answer seemed to have pleased him.

“However…”

A cold light seeped into Wrath's blue pupils.

“Don't die too quickly and spoil the King of Essence’s enjoyment.”

“Don't worry.”

Raon shook his head firmly.

“This time will be nothing like before.”

Wrath still overwhelmed him without question. But unlike in the past, he was no longer so helpless that a single strike would take his head. He had to fight Wrath head-on and gain experience against a being who stood at the absolute pinnacle.

“You were completely overwhelmed by Uriel, weren't you?”

Wrath tilted his chin, prompting Raon to recall his recent fight with Uriel.

“Yeah. I still wasn't capable of fighting him.”

Raon readily admitted Uriel's strength, lowering his brows.

“Then let me correct one misunderstanding you've been carrying.”

Standing perfectly straight, Wrath extended his hand.

“The King of Essence once tore apart the wings of the very Uriel who defeated you and sent you fleeing.”

A blinding radiance and freezing cold erupted from his outstretched palm.

Kuwaaaaaaaaaa!

A colossal explosion of frost rose high enough to touch the heavens, stealing the breath from Raon's lungs.

'That's…!'

Raon bit down hard on his lip as he watched Wrath's terrifying tide of frost surge toward him at unimaginable speed.

‘Silver-White Aurora!’

Wrath's ultimate technique, Silver-White Aurora, capable of freezing the entire world, erupted from his outstretched hand.

‘I knew he was going to fight seriously, but... I didn't expect him to unleash his ultimate technique right away.’

He had prepared himself when Wrath declared he would fight seriously, but he hadn't expected the Silver-White Aurora to be unleashed immediately. The sheer presence of the frost trying to swallow not just his vision, but this entire mental world, sent cold sweat trickling down his back.

'It's completely different.'

Watching the Silver-White Aurora from behind and facing it head-on were two entirely different experiences. Even before the cold reached him, it felt as though every bone and every piece of flesh in his body was already freezing solid.

'No.'

Biting down hard on his lip, Raon drew Wooden Ring Sword with his left hand.

'This is exactly what I wanted!'

No matter how absolute they were, these beings who ruled over dimensions beyond the continent, I don't want to lose to them anymore. Even if it means staking my life on this training, I will reach their level.

No—

I will surpass those monsters.

Wooooooooong!

Planting his left foot firmly, Raon raised Heavenly Drive high while lowering Wooden Ring Sword. Heavenly Drive's blade gathered the boundless sky and lightning that shook the heavens, while the edge of Wooden Ring Sword shimmered softly like the mist of dawn blanketing the world.

Kugugugugugu!

The Heavenly Lightning of the Azure Sky's ultimate technique, Mighty Lightning Strike, and Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay, Eighth Form, Chilly Wind, shot forward in crimson and blue streams of light.

Kuwaaaaaaaaaang!

The cold wave spread by Wrath and the ultimate techniques imbued with Raon's full power clashed, detonating a massive shockwave and a deafening roar that seemed more than enough to shatter the mental world.

The frost and the sword strikes repeatedly pushed and pulled like warring ocean waves, until both exhausted their power and slowly faded away in the air.

“Hmm.”

Wrath let out a quiet murmur, seemingly surprised that Raon had managed to stop the Silver-White Aurora.

“Not bad.”

An intrigued smile curled across his lips as an even deeper blue frost bloomed within his palm.

Kuwaaaaaaaaaang!

The Silver-White Aurora erupted from Wrath's hand a second time. Two ultimate techniques in succession. He truly seemed intent on freezing Raon to death right here.

Chiaaaaaaaaaang!

Raon immediately unleashed the Fang of Insanity and the Blizzard Sword Art, both of which had grown rapidly during his recent battles. The twin swords flashed with crimson and blue light, weaving together a wall lined with the claws of a ferocious beast.

Kugugugugugugugu!

The Silver-White Aurora hammered against the sword barrier with force that shook heaven and earth. The wall formed by aura cracked and shuddered as if it would shatter at any moment, but it did not collapse to the bitter end.

Hwoooooosh!

Once again, neither Raon's sword techniques nor Wrath's Silver-White Aurora gained even the slightest advantage. Both dissolved away at the same time.

Kwaaaaaaaaaa!

As if he had expected that outcome, Wrath unleashed the Silver-White Aurora a third time. Befitting the Monarch of Wrath, it seemed he could unleash his ultimate technique without the slightest pause.

'I'm going to die at this rate…'

Raon was unleashing his own ultimate techniques at full power as well, but the strain was on an entirely different level. The gap in their might meant he couldn't block Wrath's attacks with the same effortless ease.

Wooooooooong!

Raon combined the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s Ultimate Technique, Thirty-Six Crimson Slash and Void Severance, barely managing to withstand Wrath's third Silver-White Aurora as it came crashing toward him like a force of nature.

“Haaah!”

Raon drove Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword into the ground as he gasped for breath.

'I almost died.'

He couldn't truly die within the mental world, but the shock had been so overwhelming that it nearly stopped his breathing and knocked him unconscious, ravaging both his body and mind.

Had he not grown stronger in both willpower and might after killing Sariel and fighting Uriel, Wrath's frost would have engulfed him completely, freezing him solid where he stood.

'He...'

Raon bit his lip as he looked at Wrath, who stood completely unscathed amid the ground still wreathed in white mist and freezing frost.

‘He's a true monster.’

The glutton and idiot he used to know no longer existed. Standing before him now was the king of devildom.

“Indeed…”

Wrath looked down at the heavily breathing Raon and arrogantly raised his chin.

“It seems you truly have grown stronger.”

The corners of his lips twisted upward, clearly not having expected Raon to withstand those attacks.

“I told you. I can fight you now. And…”

Raon tightened his grip on the two swords embedded in the ground and nodded.

“Sword Field Creation, Divine and Demonic Harmony.”

Unlike when he used the Divine Demonic Harmony in the real world, the sun and moon that existed within the mental world descended on their own and settled into his hands. The sun and moon of this world themselves were the Divine Sword and the Demonic Sword of the Divine and Demonic Harmony.

"It's going to be even more different from now on."

The Divine and Demonic Harmony enhanced both his might and his willpower. Even against Wrath, it should be able to hold his ground a bit.

"Well then, since the warm-up is over, the King of Essence shall fight properly as well."

As though nothing had truly begun until now, Wrath wore an eerie smile and slowly raised his hand again.

Kugugugugugugu!

As if his words about fighting properly weren't a lie, a monstrous energy wave surged from him, causing the mental world to warp and crack.

“What...?”

Raon swallowed hard as he stared at Wrath's almost translucent white hand.

“Fight properly? You just used your ultimate technique.”

Raon's jaw trembled as he pointed out that Wrath had just unleashed the Silver-White Aurora three times in a row.

“The King of Essence has no idea what you're talking about.”

Wrath let out a faint chuckle and casually flicked a finger.

“The King of Essence has yet to use his ultimate technique.”

He calmly raised his hand, as if what he had used so far wasn't his ultimate technique at all.

“What the King of Essence unleashed at you was nothing more than frost imbued with <Wrath>. Though he did pour his full power into it.”

The corners of Wrath's lips curled upward as he explained that all he had done was hurl compressed frost infused with <Wrath>.

“The true Silver-White Aurora…”

A light as vivid and brilliant as the birth of the world itself burst forth from Wrath's palm. Within that breathtakingly beautiful radiance bloomed a freezing chill so cold it made Raon's heart sink, unfolding with the graceful elegance of flower petals.

“...is this!”

With an eerie grin that seemed to invite Raon to withstand it if he could, Wrath released the violently surging frost that threatened to burst from his hand.

Kuwaaaaaaaaaaaa!

In the brief instant before Raon could even draw a single breath, the Silver-White Aurora had already engulfed the entire mental world.

Seueueueueu!

Raon tightened his grip on the Divine Sword and the Demonic Sword as a tide of blue frost swept toward him, freezing the heavens, the earth, and even the very air.

There was no time to think.

His body simply reacted.

Driven by the survival instincts of his previous life and the rhythm of the sword he had forged throughout this one, he moved as naturally as breathing.

Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay.

Tenth Form.

True Sword.

The True Sword forged from Raon's entire life collided head-on with the Demon King's ultimate technique.

Kuuuuuuung!

 

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