The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman 1330

 Chapter 1330

 

Shiiiiiing!

Every time Raon swung Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword, the swords that had been frozen solid by the cold, forming a massive glacier, shattered their thick coats of frost, broke free, and seeped into his soul.

Kuwaaaaaaah!

Each time Raon absorbed one of the mental world's swords, each one imbued with a different sword technique, his might and the realm of his martial arts seemed to recover, and his movements grew even sharper.

At this very moment, it was as if the Sword God himself had descended upon him, as he countered Wrath's terrifying ultimate techniques with a different sword technique every time.

‘Right now...’

Raon exhaled a breath tinged with the scent of blood and lifted his gaze.

‘Crimson Slash and Revolving Sky will do.’

Clenching his teeth, he unleashed two ultimate techniques of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation through his twin swords. A single rotating sword strike carved through the blue mist Wrath had released, opening a path forward.

‘I can't believe this is actually working.’

Raon let out a faint smile as he absorbed the mental world's swords that embodied the Crimson Slash and Revolving Sky.

‘My mind feels as clear as if I'd been reborn.’

Combinations of sword techniques I never even imagined keep surfacing.

I'm not fighting with the power of my swordsmanship or the sheer amount of aura alone anymore. Every technique comes out at exactly the right moment. If I maximize the strengths of each sword technique, I can redirect or block Wrath's techniques despite the overwhelming gap in power and speed.

‘My condition is improving too.’

Every time I unleash another sword technique, one of the frozen swords in this mental world merges into me, filling me with the vitality to keep fighting. In fact, both my body and mind feel even better now than when I first entered this mental world.

That's why I can keep fighting Wrath despite my injuries and exhaustion.

'The Ring of Fire, too...'

Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the rings spinning in the sky above, having shattered all the frost.

‘They’ve finally back to their original state.’

Wrath's cold swallowed them, leaving them frozen until now. But as I keep fighting him with my life on the line, they've finally started to spin, slowly, but they're pushing my focus and willpower to their absolute limits.

'Is it because this is my last chance?'

Burning away Wrath’s storm of frost with the Flawless Sea of Fire, Raon curled his lips into a smile.

'It feels like I can finally use everything I have... every bit of strength I've accumulated until now.'

No matter how great a genius someone might be, they were still human. Given enough time, they would inevitably forget what they had learned in the past.

But Raon had never abandoned any of his sword techniques. From the basic sword techniques he had practiced every single day since becoming a trainee to the techniques he had created himself, he had continued to wield them all. Because of that, not only the techniques he had learned and mastered, but even the sword techniques he had merely witnessed and comprehended, flowed from him as naturally as if he had known it from the very beginning.

Shiiiiiing!

Using every sword technique that existed within his mental world, Raon absorbed every frozen sword into his soul.

Countless swords were embedded within his soul, yet strangely, they brought no pain. Instead, they filled him with a cool, refreshing sensation. At this moment, he felt capable of accomplishing anything.

‘The mental world has fully recovered too.’

The mental world that had been shattered was slowly returning to its original form.

The frozen sky thawed.

The fractured ground rejoined.

Only the forest failed to recover.

Instead, an even darker black mist blanketed it.

"Honestly..."

Wrath walked toward him, sweeping away the cold that drifted like mist.

“You truly are one hell of a monster!”

He bit down on his red lips, unable to believe what he had witnessed.

“The King of Essence expected that, with your talent and experience, you might recover some of your strength. But he never imagined you would restore everything to its original state!”

Even after seeing it with his own eyes, Wrath’s lips trembled in disbelief.

"If you were an enemy, the King of Essence would never give you the slightest chance!"

He frowned, saying the best course of action would be to kill him by any means necessary before he could become stronger.

"It's thanks to you."

Lowering Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword, Raon smiled faintly.

“Because you fought me with everything you had, I was able to remember what kind of person I really am.”

Wrath had never held back, even when it seemed he had nothing left to gain. He had fought with the genuine intent to kill. Because Wrath had shown him that sincerity, Raon had struggled with everything he had to survive, reclaiming his original mental world and restoring the might and soul that had been broken.

"Thank you."

Just as Wrath had done, Raon bowed his head with complete sincerity.

“Hmph! Stop talking nonsense!”

Embarrassed by the praise, Wrath snorted and waved his hand, though he couldn't hide the faint flush spreading across his face.

"You may have been able to run around like a rat until now, but the king of Essence won't hold back anymore!"

He lowered his brows as if a surge of anger had hit him, but at the same time, the corners of his lips were curling up in a proud smirk.

“The King of Essence shall bring this tedious fight to an end here!”

As if he truly intended to hold nothing back, Wrath raised both hands. A small storm of frost bloomed above his right hand, while a blue radiance gathered in his left. They looked small now, but once those powers were fully unleashed, the Demon King's ultimate techniques, the White-Silver Aurora and the Snow Spirit Explosion Flower, would erupt simultaneously and freeze everything in the surrounding world.

"Huu..."

Feeling the overwhelming energy wave emanating from Wrath, Raon swallowed hard.

'This is the final trial.'

Wrath says he's ending this because the fight has grown tedious, but I know better. This is the final trial he's placing before me. Only by overcoming it can I defeat my inner demon and return to the person I was before entering this mental world. 

Booooom!

Stepping forward with his right foot, Wrath unleashed both ultimate techniques at once.

A magnificent storm of frost and a torrent of blue light swept across the world.

Ruuuuumble!

The mental world he had only just managed to thaw was swallowed by silver frost once more as a colossal storm of ice surged into existence. It was as if everything in this world was being devoured by Wrath's cold.

Screeeech!

Raon bit his lip deeply as he watched the wave of cold rush in, freezing heaven and earth, accompanied by a frost storm that felt like it would suck in his very soul.

‘I have to unleash every sword technique I've ever wielded... all in a single strike.’

The two ultimate techniques Wrath had unleashed could neither be dodged nor blocked.

There was only one way.

I have to cut straight through them.

‘Then...’

Raon released Wooden Ring Sword and gripped Heavenly Drive with both hands.

'There's only one way.'

Drawing a deep breath, he called to mind the single martial art capable of unleashing every sword technique he had mastered in one instant.

Wooooooooong!

As he resonated the rings to their absolute limit, the rings floating in the mental world spun fiercely with a metallic whine, forming a golden sphere akin to the sun.

Shiiiiiing!

Stepping into a world where light, sound, and even time ceased to exist, Raon raised Heavenly Drive. An unparalleled golden radiance flowed over its silver blade.

Sword Field Creation.

Genesis.

Every sword technique Raon had accumulated throughout his life as a swordsman merged into the grand sword strike that opened a new sky. As each sword was added, Genesis’s brilliance grew ever more dazzling until its radiance rivaled the Demon King's frost.

Shwaaaaaak!

A sword that transcended the very concept of swordsmanship cleaved through the blue frost, unleashing a magnificent arc of light.

But beyond that wall of blue frost, a storm capable of swallowing the world still raged.

Crrrackle!

In the end, even Genesis’s brilliant radiance was swallowed by the terrifying storm, slowly fading away.

“Not bad.”

Wrath nodded calmly, as if convinced this was as far as Raon could go. He seemed to think Raon had already done remarkably well.

"Not yet!"

But Raon had no intention of giving up.

Maintaining Genesis with Heavenly Drive, he pushed his upper energy center to its absolute limit.

Wooooooooong!

Wooden Ring Sword, lying on the ground, rose of its own accord.

Emitting a gentle yet graceful radiance, it shot toward the sky overflowing with frost.

Raon Zieghart Style Swordplay.

Tenth Form.

True Sword.

The blade of a swordsman who had realized the true meaning of the sword shot forth along a thread of will. Within that sharply gleaming blue blade lay the life Raon had lived as a swordsman.

The sword imbued with every sword technique he had mastered as a swordsman and the blade infused with the soul of a true swordsman advanced together, each shining with a different light, before colliding with the frost storm that dominated heaven and earth.

Jjeeeeeong!

A deafening roar that shook the world erupted, followed by an indescribable explosion of light and rippling waves. Trajectories of martial arts, impossible for human eyes to fully perceive, spread across the surroundings like strokes of watercolor.

"Ha! That crazy bastard...!"

"Ah..."

Hearing something from Wrath that sounded like both an exclamation and a sigh, Raon slowly fell backward.

'My final sword...'

He curled his lips up into a smile as he watched the two sword strikes that seemed to cleave the frost storm.

'...is truly beautiful.'

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“Gah!”

Raon jolted awake with a sharp gasp.

"...My room?"

A familiar white ceiling came into view.

Out of habit, he touched his neck and chest.

Perhaps because he had died and come back to life so many times in his mental world, he couldn't immediately tell whether this place was truly reality.

Whoooooom!

Raon resonated the Ring of Fire. All ten rings rotated at once, assuring him that the place where he now stood was indeed the real world.

"Hmm..."

Slowly closing his eyes, he carefully examined both his body and his soul.

Nothing hurt. He couldn't sense any damage to his mental world or his soul, either. Fortunately, it seemed he had overcome his heart demon and left the mental world.

"Haaaa..."

Raon let out a deep sigh and lowered his head.

'Looks like I really did overcome my inner demon.'

He had been worried because, even after using Genesis and True Sword, it hadn't seemed as though he had completely broken through Wrath's final ultimate technique. Fortunately, it appeared he had burned away his inner demon and returned to reality.

‘Still, just in case...’

Just as Raon was about to examine himself more thoroughly to put his lingering unease to rest—

Tsk!

Clicking his tongue sharply, Wrath dropped onto the top of his head.

You insane bastard!

He erupted in furious anger, as though something had deeply displeased him.

'What's wrong?'

Blinking in confusion, Raon caught Wrath and lifted him off his head.

How dare you!

Wrath didn't explain, but he must have been filled with immense irritation, grinding his teeth audibly as he glared at him.

‘I asked what’s wrong.’

Grrr... It's nothing!

After venting his anger, he merely snorted and refused to explain, acting as though it were no big deal.

‘What a seriously weird guy.’

Raon shook his head with a dry laugh.

‘You’re the one who helped me, so why are you getting mad?’

He couldn't understand why Wrath had suddenly become so furious after helping him restore his mental world.

Who said the King of Essence helped you! And...

Wrath let out a pained groan as he lowered his brows.

The King of Essence merely wanted you to return to your original state, not for you to come back even stronger!

He ground his teeth, seemingly furious that Raon had returned from the mental world stronger than when he had entered it.

'I got stronger?'

Raon blinked at Wrath.

'Really?'

He couldn't sense that he had become any stronger yet, leaving him more than a little bewildered.

He’s telling you, yes! You've gained even more than what you were hoping for!

Wrath’s jaw trembled in exasperation.

You always manage to exceed every expectation...

Just as he wrinkled his nose in utter annoyance—

[You have overcome an extreme trial.]

[You have experienced countless killings and deaths.]

[You have accomplished a great feat.]

[All stats have increased by 99 points.]

[New Trait...]

As though it had witnessed everything that had happened inside the mental world, the system immediately handed out rewards.

Huh...?

Wrath’s mouth fell open as he stared at the messages.

W-What? Has the system completely lost its mind?! Why is it rewarding something that happened inside this idiot's head?!

He shouted that it made absolutely no sense.

‘Was this beyond your expectations too?’

Raon blinked at Wrath. Still not fully clearheaded, he couldn't quite grasp what was happening.

Shut uuuup! There's absolutely no point in helping this guy!

Wrath exploded in frustration, spraying saliva like a fountain.

‘I'm kidding. Than... Huh?’

Just as Raon was about to thank Wrath, his eyes drifted to the messages, and he froze.

'That...?'

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