The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1271 The world holds its breath. The earth could not overcome its fear and began convulsing, and the atmosphere was filled with bizarre heat that mixed the sulfuric smell of searing air with the earthy scent of ancient mountains. Clouds scattered in all directions like a frightened flock of sheep, and even the sun lost its brilliant light and was reduced to a pale disc. Thump! In the pitch-black silence where light and sound had vanished, only the sound of human hearts could be heard. Using that sound, stained with terror and despair, as a marching song, something absolute began to rise from deep within the earth. Kuwaaaaang! The earth finally could not endure it and let out a scream. Massive cracks sprouted across the horizon, splitting mountain ranges and evaporating rivers as vast as oceans. The red light that left indelible scars on the continent still seemed unsatisfied with its hunger as it expanded its vicious waves. From within the cracks that split the earth, a red light deeper than blood pulsated. It was not the lava that created the primordial continent, but the authority of an absolute being accumulated over thousands of years, receiving the light of glory and inflicting indelible burns upon the entire world. "Aaaah..." "Wh-what is that..." "That's not human. That absolutely cannot be human..." "I-I can't breathe. My body is acting on its own..." "Gueup!" The Ghost of Eden and the swordsmen of Light Wind Palace were crushed by the terrifying aura created by the red light, revealing thick blood vessels on their faces and eyes. They knelt as if they dared not even look up, bowing their heads like birds with their backs bent. "Heup..." "Aaaak!" Burren and Martha also could not endure it and knelt with their eyes closed. "Uu..." Even Runaan, who had reached Transcendence and opened her Sword Domain, seemed unable to endure it and could only barely lift her head while kneeling. "D-damn it!" Even the Silent Serpent Swordsman, who had always been free, had no room for leisure now and was biting his lips deeply. Kuguuguugu! Raon bit his lips deeply while watching the red ripples growing ever deeper. 'Is this the Monarch of Pride?' He stepped back from the red radiance where terrifying authority bloomed and gripped tightly his Divine Sword and Demonic Sword as their heat and frost were being erased. -That's right! Wrath nodded as if certain. -That vile and pathetic pressure is something only that damned bastard possesses! The guy ground his teeth so hard they made a grinding sound, as if just seeing it made him irritated. 'The Monarch of Pride...' Raon slightly furrowed his brow as he received the pressure of the red light crushing his entire body. 'What a terrifying aura.' Just watching the red waves rising from the ground made his soul scream and his entire body shake as if it would collapse. If he had not reached the Absolute realm, he would not have been able to lift his head while kneeling like the others. 'I understand why you called that guy your archenemy.' He's on a different level from other demon kings. Sloth, Envy, and other demon kings also emitted powerful auras that could crush his body when they first appeared, but their essence was different from Pride's. Despite having built up martial prowess to the point where he could contend with demon kings, he felt a weight as if his entire body would twist, as if he had returned to his trainee days. The Monarch of Pride, Pride, descending before his eyes seemed to be a demon king of a different caliber among demon kings, like Wrath. Kwaaaaaaaa! The moment the red light created by the Monarch of Pride, Pride, spread enough to engulf Eden's main base, a pillar of fire rose from the massive crack as if it would burn down heaven and earth. That flame was not simple fire. It was a tyrannical authority that devoured all the diverse lights of the world, and absolute violence. Step. From within the magnificent pillar of fire that seemed capable of melting the continent, a single human silhouette finally began to reveal itself. A magnificent young man with a massive, solid body like a mountain range walked out from within the giant pillar of fire with his eyes closed. He had swept back red hair as if wreathed in flames, skin bronzed as if lava had passed over it, and like ancient warriors, wore no upper garment while his lower body was clad in pants embroidered with splendid patterns. Gooooo! The demon king named Pride slowly opened his eyes. His two pupils blazed with tyranny and wisdom as if the sun itself had been condensed. With just the blazing gaze revealed by the Monarch of Pride, it seemed all humans living on this continent would burn to death. "So someone was touching what belongs to this king..." (E/N: ...Ok, I think I see where this is going.) Pride sparkled his red eyes as if playing around, but within them burned the violently intense Authority of Pride to a sickening degree. Like Wrath, he exalted himself as "this king," which was displeasing, but it was an appearance that matched too well with the authority called pride. "So it was <Wrath>'s toy." Pride brought up the word wrath as if he had instantly figured out Raon's identity. 'His very existence is surreal...' Raon swallowed dry saliva inwardly while looking at the Monarch of Pride who had revealed his true form. 'I heard he was strong, but I didn't expect it to be to this extent.' Unlike Wrath, Pride was a demon king who fully revealed the power and authority he possessed. Just having him stand in front made it feel like his soul was melting, making it difficult to maintain a calm expression. -Stay sharp! Wrath struck his back, telling him not to let his guard down. -That bastard is insane! Unlike other demon king bastards, he might not listen to reason at all, so it would be better to prepare for battle immediately! The guy bit his lips, saying the situation was not good at all. 'I know.' Raon nodded while steadying his breathing inwardly. 'But that guy is similar to you.' -What? Wh-what nonsense are you talking about! Why would this king be like that bastard... 'Pride also uses the word "this king" like you do. You and that guy are the only ones who use such cringeworthy words.' He had met many powerful people so far, but Wrath and Pride were the only ones who used titles that exalted themselves. Just as they called each other archenemies, they seemed to have similar aspects. -No! Absolutely not! Wrath bit his shoulder, telling him not to make such comparisons at all. Thanks to the guy, he regained some of his composure within the aura Pride was emitting. "I knew <Wrath> was raising a human, but it was quite earnest." Pride stroked his chin arrogantly as if he had heard news about Raon and Wrath before. "Don't tell me you're trying to imitate this king? A mere <Wrath>?" As he twisted his lips as if displeased, enormous pressure came crushing down on Raon's shoulders as if the entire world was angry. "......" Raon endured Pride's authority and aura with superhuman patience and calmly closed and opened his eyes. 'As expected, the Heavenly Demon was a monster raised by Pride.' Combining Pride's words with Wrath's words, it seemed certain that the entity called the Heavenly Demon of Eden was cultivated by Pride. "No, wait! You didn't just receive <Wrath>." Pride let out a low exclamation while caressing his chin. "<Sloth>, <Envy>, <Gluttony>, <Lust>, and even <Greed>? You even received Greed's authority?" He instantly read all the demon kings' authorities that Raon possessed and widened his eyes. "Did the demon kings hold a reunion without just me? This is rather disappointing." Pride's tone was light and frivolous, but the absolute presence he possessed and his Authority of Pride naturally created a heavy atmosphere. "Interesting. A very interesting element." Pride caressed his smooth chin as if Raon's very existence was intriguing. "So where is the impudent <Wrath>? He'll have to pay the price for touching my things again." He wiggled his large finger as if telling them to bring Wrath quickly. -Now I understand. Wrath sighed, saying he finally realized. -The helmet that woman is wearing belongs to a demon. 'A demon?' Raon swallowed dry saliva while looking at Death Sword Spirit's helmet visible behind Pride. -That's right. Wrath shook his head as if disgusted. -That's a helmet containing the power of Demon Sword Marquis Sikyur, who once approached the level of a demon king. The guy lowered his eyebrows, saying that the original owner of the mask Death Sword Spirit was wearing was a woman who was called Sword Marquis in Devildom. 'But why did Pride come out?' Raon tilted his head because he couldn't understand even after hearing Wrath's words. -Because Pride liked Sikyur. Wrath clicked his tongue, saying Pride liked Sikyur and chased after her. -Of course, even this king didn't know he would try to revive her in such a form out of excessive affection! The guy shook his head back and forth, saying it was utterly pathetic. "D-don't interfere with my affairs!" Death Sword Spirit ground her teeth while looking at Pride's back. "I fought with all my strength and was defeated fair and square! Let me die!" She grabbed Pride's foot while bleeding, telling him not to interfere with her affairs. "Ah, I know." Pride raised his hand and stroked Death Sword Spirit's black hair. "I'll make sure to get your revenge. So that bastard and <Wrath> can never come near again!" He rattled off only what he wanted to say as if he couldn't hear Death Sword Spirit's words. It was absurd, but behavior that matched too well with the alias of pride. 'But Pride said someone touched his things again. That means...' Raon looked back at Wrath and narrowed his eyes thinly. -Ahem! Wrath cleared his throat and looked at Demon Sword Marquis Sikyur's helmet. -Sikyur received Pride's love, but the one she originally liked was this king. The guy smacked his lips as if slightly embarrassed. -That crazy bastard seems to have had his pride hurt by that incident and still can't let go of Sikyur. Wrath shook his head, saying that as you can see, Pride is not in his right mind. 'That's true.' Raon frowned while looking at Pride. 'Unlike his appearance and martial prowess, his mind is too chaotic.' Pride, as befitting the incarnation of the authority called pride, thought of all worldly affairs only centered around himself. It was clear he would interpret others' words according to his own imagination. "I'll ask one last time. Where is Wrath?" Pride ignored Death Sword Spirit's words to the end and beckoned to Raon with his hand. "If you don't call him right now, I'll erase your existence from this world." He rubbed his fingers imbued with the Authority of Pride as if he would burn Raon right away. Kuguuugu! Despite it being a light action, heaven and earth vibrated violently as if they would swallow Raon. -As expected, this won't work. Wrath let out a deep sigh and shook his head. -This king is also involved in this matter, so I'll help! Step back right now and summon this king! The only one who can stop that bastard is this king... It was when the guy was telling him to retreat and use Demon King's Descent. "He is..." Contrary to Wrath's words, Raon took a step forward and shook his head. "watching you from above." He said Wrath was right above and pointed his finger at the blazing red sky. "What?" -What? Pride and Wrath simultaneously widened their eyes. Perhaps because they were archenemies, even their surprised expressions looked similar. "And..." Raon drew a calm smile without backing down even in Pride's absolute aura. "He's proposing a wager to you." He lifted his chin saying he would convey Wrath's words, showing an even more arrogant bearing than Pride. -Wh-when did this king! Wrath trembled his pale lips as if dumbfounded. -This crazy bastard is trying to scam Pride too!