The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1217 There was something Glenn and Rector once said when they were discussing swords at Zieghart. [What is a sword? A sword is just a sword. There's no need to think about it in a complicated way.] [The Head of House is right. The more complicated you make it, the more difficult the sword becomes. There's no need to think of Ten Thousand Swords as something special.] [Learning complex and diverse swordsmanship is good. However, all of those sword techniques must have meaning when you use them.] [It's not difficult. The answer is all within you.] When I heard those words, I didn't understand what they meant, but after growing a little, I thought I had completely grasped their intentions. But I was completely wrong. Despite having grown so much, I still couldn't understand Glenn and Rector's true meaning and had only scratched the surface. 'A sword is a sword.' That's really all there is to it. A sword is a tool for killing enemies, and the willpower of the person holding that sword determines everything. Before and now, willpower has been the beginning and end of a martial artist. 'Everything is my choice.' Whether to cut the enemy's neck or cut the enemy's soul was all a matter of one's own willpower. The deeper the desire and yearning to cut became, the stronger his sword could become. 'I want to cut through everything about the false angel standing before me.' Raon ground his molars and elevated his realm of the soul. Wooooong! The ten Rings of Fire now resonated with intense heat. The circle that couldn't be formed with nine was drawn, and a golden sun rose above his heart. The magnificent flames created by the Ring of Fire spread throughout his entire body, delivering absolute power to both body and soul. Swooosh! The martial arts understanding he had known before and the martial arts understanding he had only thought of in theory flowed along the ring's circle, forming a single river. A sense of omnipotence that he could do anything dominated his entire body. Raon raised his hand that wasn't holding a sword. The sword of the heart unleashed from his fingertips. The new swordsmanship created by combining the pinnacle of martial arts he had built up as a swordsman in this life with the mastery of surprise attacks he had accumulated as an assassin in his past life extended with golden light. "What!" Derus Robert noticed but it was already too late. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't catch a blade that was already unleashed. Raphael only seemed to realize she was being attacked after the sword entered her neck, her eyes widening. She tried to defend by unleashing divine power, but the sword he had unleashed cut through even that divine power with transcendent flames. Raphael fell to the ground with her neck severed by a single sword strike, unbecoming of her title as the Archangel of protection and healing. "Huh...?" Even Derus Robert seemed unable to anticipate such a situation and result, freezing with his eyes wide open. Originally, Priest Srude's back of the hand was clean without a single wound, but at this moment, a long wound appeared as if cut by a blade, and black blood dripped steadily. -Cra, crazy... Wrath swallowed dry saliva as if shocked by his sword. -What did you just cut? What in the world is that sword! The guy trembled his jaw, saying he couldn't believe it even after seeing it himself. 'What is that sword...' Raon drew a faint smile as he recalled the swordsmanship that had simultaneously cut both body and soul. 'I'll call it True Sword. Raon Zieghart Style 10th Form, True Sword.' Having realized once again how to use a sword and what a sword truly is, he wanted to give this swordsmanship the name True Sword. Thud! When Raon gave his new swordsmanship the name True Sword, Raphael's headless body fell backward. The Archangel's body, which had been wrapped in holiness and nobility, tilted like a pile of garbage, causing a small yet great resonance in the quiet Heaven. "What, what is this?" "Why did Zilfen kill Lord Raphael?" "Kill? No, it doesn't make sense for that guy to kill an Archangel in the first place!" "What on earth is happening..." The residents of Heaven were so shocked by this unimaginable situation that they couldn't properly continue speaking. "This, this crazy bastard!" "Catch that bastard!" "Call all the guardians!" "It's an invasion!" As Vayph and the other angels in Heaven screamed and sent signals, hundreds of angels descended from the Divine land where Raphael had come down, wielding weapons made of light. The angels surrounded Raon with blood-red killing intent in their blue eyes. If Derus said just one word, they would immediately thrust their weapons made of light and turn him into a porcupine. Derus Robert's subordinates who had been hiding in Heaven also stood behind the angels and raised cold aura. Contrary to the angels, they emitted a sinister aura that couldn't be felt on the ground and raised weapons burning with black flames. "......" Even though Raon was surrounded by hundreds of enemies in the enemy's stronghold, he didn't panic at all and slowly wiped away Raphael's blood from his hand blade. That appearance looked strangely more elegant and noble than the miserably dead Archangel. "Stu, stupid bastard." Vayph sneered at Raon. "Lord Raphael is the Archangel of protection and healing! She would never die to something like your sword!" He grinned, saying that Raphael would never die from just having her neck severed. "That's right!" "Lord Raphael couldn't possibly die to a human's sword!" "She can even use clones! That body is probably just a clone!" "Right! She deliberately took your sword to figure out your intentions!" The angels thought Raphael hadn't died and sneered at Raon. "Didn't die..." Raon looked down at the angels surrounding him and parted his lips. "Then why isn't she getting up and still lying there like a bug?" He kicked Raphael's torso with his toes and twisted his lips into a smirk. "Th, that's..." Vayph trembled his pale lips and turned around. He sent desperate looks to Derus Robert as if asking him to speak instead. "......" But Derus Robert only looked at Raphael's dead body and said nothing. His pale, frozen expression told what the current result was. "Damn it! Kill him! Kill that bastard right now!" Vayph ground his teeth and pointed his finger at Raon. "Aaaahhhhh!" "Kill the demon!" "He's like a demon! Exterminate him without exception!" The angels were about to rush at Raon with weapons emitting intense divine power. "Stop." Derus Robert raised his hand. "Back down." He approached Raon with a chilling voice that made one shiver just by hearing it. "It's been a while." Raon took five steps forward to meet Derus Robert who had approached ten steps ahead. Since distance meant nothing to that bastard anyway, it was better to go out boldly. "Derus Robert." He called Derus's name and wore a cold smile on his lips. "You even knew about my existence." Derus Robert was no longer surprised and calmly nodded his head. "You reek of a foul stench." Raon looked at Derus and pinched his nose with his fingers. "Because of that filthy stench that doesn't exist in anyone else in this world, I couldn't not know even if you changed bodies." He waved his hand, telling him to wash himself before going around. "Is that so." Derus Robert looked at his own body and chuckled. "I should have trusted my senses too..." He smacked his lips as if regretting while looking at the wound on the back of his hand. "What method did you use?" Derus Robert tilted his chin as if to say it was all over, so tell him. "From the process of verifying souls from Heaven's land... No, how did you escape my grasp just now?" He frowned as if he was more curious about how Raon had escaped the soul detection he had personally attempted than about Raphael's death. "You taught me." Raon looked into Derus Robert's cold eyes and clasped his hands together. "How to deceive people." He spoke words that everyone could understand regardless of past or present life and lifted his chin. "Since you deceived everyone, now it's your turn to be deceived." Raon said it was natural to exchange grudges and waved his finger. "So you have no intention of talking." Derus Robert maintained cold rationality even though Raphael was dead and he was being openly mocked. Seeing the unwavering look in his eyes, a chilling shiver ran down his spine. "What do you plan to do now?" Derus Robert narrowed his eyes while looking at Raon's trembling legs. "Right now, the elite divine beings who have lost their master are flying here. With that body, you won't be able to face them, let alone me?" He revealed chilling killing intent, knowing that Raon had used all his strength to kill Raphael. "Well? I didn't think about what comes after?" Raon shrugged his shoulders without avoiding Derus's cold eyes. "Is that so. Then..." Derus Robert calmly nodded his head. "Die." He raised his hand blade sharply like when Raon killed Raphael and struck down. As if he had felt something through Raon's sword, a sinister power flowed from Derus Robert's hands. When his hand blade flew toward Raon's neck, the entire space was torn apart. From within the dimension that split into hundreds of pieces like a breaking window, a single figure appeared. "Raon!" Evelyn, who popped out like a painting from within the dimension, drew a fresh smile and flicked her finger, causing the hundreds of split dimensional pieces to spread wide and familiar faces to emerge. "Get your filthy hands away from my grandson." Glenn Zieghart. The continent's strongest swordsman cut off Derus Robert's arm while raising his blade that flashed blue. "Derus Robert! To see your face again like this!" Rector, the Sword Demon and current Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, bit his lip and slashed through the chest of the staggering Derus Robert. He seemed to have already grown accustomed to his prosthetic arm, emitting an even stronger sword aura than before. "Kahahahaha! Is it starting now! I almost died of boredom waiting!" Balder burst out with a villain-like laugh and extended his flexible sword long to sweep away the angels blocking his path. "Palace Master! You've worked hard!" Burren bowed politely toward Raon. He let out a refreshing laugh as if the heavy role as temporary palace master was finally over. "Greetings later! Blow off those bastards' heads first!" Martha let out an energetic shout as always and split the panicked angels in half. Her sword had grown even more, as if she had been focusing on cultivation. "Raon..." Runaan walked out of the dimension and handed Raon two swords. They were the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword he had entrusted to her. "I kept them well..." Runaan said she hadn't let them leave her body for even a moment and let out a subtle smile. "Now I'll fight." As she swung her beloved sword while keeping her smile, pure white currents bloomed and froze Derus Robert's subordinates along with their black shadows. "Waaaaaaah!" "Protect the Light Wind Palace Master!" "Exterminate Derus Robert!" "Sweep away the enemies!" Zieghart's elite forces also came out through Evelyn's dimension and cut down the angels and Derus's subordinates in one swift motion. "Krgh..." Derus Robert clutched his chest wound with his remaining left arm and coughed up red blood. "You asked how I would survive here, didn't you?" Raon drew the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword. Although he had no strength in his hands, strangely he didn't feel like he would drop the two swords. "I don't know, but these guys seem to know?" He curled up the corners of his mouth while looking at the backs of his comrades who wouldn't mind giving their lives. "A war in a year? No!" Raon looked down coldly at Derus Robert's distorted face and drew a razor-sharp smile. "I declare war right now!"