The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1311 The clouds that covered the sky were pushed away, and the sounds of the mountains were erased. The mere presence of Archangel Uriel cast silence over the entire world. The light emanated by Archangel Uriel was so brilliant it could erase the midday sun, but unlike gentle sunlight, that light was cold and sharp like a ruthless blade. The ice-cold radiance that despised the very existence of humans was being expelled as the emotion called anger. Uriel's physical form was not much different from a human's, but his presence was as vast as mountain ranges and as magnificent as the great sea, impossible to take in with both eyes. The eight pairs of wings that could envelop the world and the crimson flame wrapped around his shoulders seemed to pass final judgment upon humans. Uriel didn't move even a fingertip, but the red flames blazed on their own and the sky and earth began to boil. The air became heavy like metal, and all the space containing Mount Melvin and the temple began to melt. These were the flames of judgment that would erase all evil from this world. 'How...' Raon swallowed dry saliva as he looked at Uriel's noble eyes. 'How is such a presence possible?' The sun that soared highest and illuminated the world couldn't enter his vision. Nothing could reach his senses except for the Archangel with eight spread wings wrapped in crimson flame. [Aaaaaargh!] Azazel screamed as she looked at Uriel. [U, it's Uriel! We're all doomed!] She clutched her head, asking why Uriel had to come now of all times. "Hmm..." Raon bit his lips. Uriel's appearance was already bewildering, but with Azazel making a fuss too, his head felt even more dizzy. -Get a grip! Wrath quickly came down and hit the back of his head. -Look at your hands before anything else! He screamed, telling him to check his own hands. 'Hm...?' Raon widened his eyes as he saw the red flames flickering from his right hand. 'These flames?' His flames were red and golden. He couldn't understand why crimson flames were suddenly blazing from his hands. 'Wait. My body is on fire.' It wasn't just flames touching him. Following his fingertips, those red flames began rising from his feet, hair, and shoulders. It seemed not a simple flame attack, as it instantly shattered his fire resistance and burned his body. 'This is impossible.' Uriel hadn't made any attack yet, so he couldn't understand how his body could be burning. -It's one of Uriel's abilities. Wrath growled low as he glared at Uriel. -That bastard can burn beings overwhelmed by him without lifting a finger. It's called the Flames of Judgment. He ground his teeth, saying many of his subordinates had died to Uriel's Flames of Judgment. -It's a twisted ability that judges beings overwhelmed by Uriel as guilty. You mustn't be overwhelmed by his presence! Wrath swung his fist, saying the more one perceives Uriel as great, the stronger the Flames of Judgment become. 'I understand.' Raon slowly regulated his breathing and resonated the Ring of Fire. As the ten rings rotated fiercely to form a sun-like sphere of flames, Uriel, who had revealed a presence so massive it crushed his lungs, began to gradually diminish. Whoooooosh! As Uriel's presence diminished, the sunlight became clear again and the sounds of the world returned. The entire world had seemed silent, but it appeared that only he had lost light and sound. Hisssss! Perhaps because he wasn't consumed by Uriel's presence, the red flames that had been burning his body also subsided. "......" Uriel silently narrowed his eyes as if surprised that he wasn't burning in the Crimson Flame. "Huu..." Raon slowly regulated his breathing as he gripped the Heavenly Drive. 'He's dangerous.' The characteristic of being able to burn to death people overwhelmed by his presence was an absurd cheat ability. He couldn't understand how such power could exist. If Uriel's martial prowess had been like this when he first descended, most of the people there would have burned to death. -Dangerous? Wrath let out a hollow laugh as if absurd. -Don't talk nonsense. That ability is just a trivial part of the Flames of Judgment. He wrinkled his nose, saying he hadn't seen even half of the abilities the Flames of Judgment possessed. 'Still, overcoming even that trivial thing is important. Right now I'm not alone either... Ah! Darkan!' Raon bit his lips and looked back. If Darkan was struck by Uriel's Flames of Judgment, his own survival rate would drop drastically. He had to save him somehow. "Huh...?" Raon blinked as he looked at Darkan. "Why are you fine?" However, unlike himself, Darkan wasn't burning in the Crimson Flame at all and was holding Azazel's tail just as before. "Fine? What do you mean?" Darkan rather tilted his head as if he couldn't understand Raon's words. "You know the Archangel I mentioned earlier is right above our heads, right?" Raon blinked as he looked at Darkan. "Of course I know. With him spreading that damn presence up there, how could I not know?" Darkan shrugged his shoulders, saying wouldn't you be an idiot if you didn't know that. "But why are you so calm?" The presence and momentum that Uriel was exuding now had even surpassed Glenn or the Heavenly Demon. He couldn't understand why Darkan was so calm. "Hmph!" Darkan snorted and waved his hand. "Since I can't see him anyway, is there any need to be scared before fighting? The only thing important to me is Glenn Zieghart!" He raised his chin, saying since he couldn't see Archangel Uriel, there was no need to be frightened by such tremendous momentum. "Ha..." Raon let out a hollow laugh as he looked at Darkan. "I don't know if you're an idiot or a genius." There's no need to be scared before fighting. Darkan's words were an absolutely necessary attitude as a Martial Artist. He wasn't ignorant of that either, but it seemed he'd forgotten due to Uriel's overwhelming presence. "No, I'm the idiot." Raon nodded as he drew both the Heavenly Drive and the Wooden Ring Sword together. "As you said, there's no need to be scared before fighting." He drew a faint smile, saying he wouldn't be overwhelmed by Uriel's presence anymore. [O, overcoming the Flames of Judgment? What on earth are you...] Azazel widened her eyes in surprise at Raon, who had easily overcome Uriel's presence, and Darkan, who ignored Uriel from the beginning. "Azazel." Raon grabbed Azazel's arm and frowned. "Tell me Uriel's weaknesses or anything that might help in battle." While Wrath could tell him other things, there might be things that only Azazel, who was also an Angel, could know, so he demanded an answer first. [U, Uriel's weaknesses?] Azazel let out a groaning sound. [Unfortunately for me, there's nothing specific like that. He's a walking divine furnace!] She ground her teeth, saying everything burns just from Uriel moving. [Ah, if there's one thing though...] Azazel briefly clicked her tongue. [Right now, Uriel has been active on this continent for a long period without accepting my soul. That means he won't be able to exert his full divine power!] She rubbed her hands together, saying the current Uriel wouldn't be normal. "That's certainly true." Raon slowly nodded his head. 'Putting together the stories I heard before, Uriel right now is definitely not in a normal state.' Of course, it was more surprising that he revealed such presence even with power loss, but now wasn't the time to just admire that monster's power and abilities. "Let's fight." Raon let out a heavy breath and loosened his body. "Right now, we might be able to cut him down." Uriel was a being of the same rank as Wrath or Pride, so normally he would never be able to challenge him, but if he couldn't use his full divine power right now, there was a possibility of breaking him. "No." Darkan raised his finger and started picking his ear as if annoyed. "I'm not particularly interested in that guy." He even snorted, as if thinking Uriel was just a magician who used flames. "N, not interested?" Raon's mouth fell open in disbelief. "That guy isn't a swordsman, is he?" Darkan waved his hand dismissively. "No matter how strong he is, if he's not a swordsman, it's no fun!" He turned his head, saying only swordsmen could capture his interest. -Uh... [Eh...] Wrath and Azazel were about to say something, but cutting off their words, he opened his mouth again. "W, wait a minute!" Raon shook his head vigorously. "Opportunities to fight a monster with that much power aren't common!" "That's true. But putting aside whether he's a swordsman or not, I don't really want to do a 2-on-1." Darkan clicked his tongue, saying he didn't like the idea of two people attacking one. "Really." Raon held his head in his hands. 'He's no help.' If he had a bit more time, he might be able to persuade Darkan, but it didn't seem like Uriel would wait. Even now, he was glaring at him as if to kill him. "Haah..." Raon briefly regulated his breathing and held the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword in reverse grip. 'There's no choice. I have to do it alone.' Uriel was clearly stronger than him. No matter how weakened he was, he couldn't win while conserving strength against such a being, so he had to give everything from the start. Kuuuuung! Raon revealed unwavering eyes as he thrust the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword into the ground. Sword Domain - Divine Harmony. A sun and moon even greater than Uriel's light rose, adding brilliant flames and frost to Raon's conviction and courage. Chiaaaaaang! Raon raised the burning Divine Sword and the frost-emanating Demonic Sword and met eyes with Uriel, who stood proudly in the sky. "Raon Zieghart." Uriel cast chillingly cold eyes toward Raon. "You killed Sariel. The disrupted laws of causality because of you are not just one or two." Even as he spoke of plans being disrupted, he maintained a calm demeanor. He appeared to have already transcended emotions. "Derus Robert also had his neck severed by your sword, and the foolish Raphael had her wings torn off. And now you're even touching a fallen angel who should receive punishment." (E/N: I feel bad for the other one whose name I forgot. I wonder if the author even remembers, since each time that poor archangel is never mentioned) Uriel slightly frowned as he looked at Azazel hiding behind the pillar. "I will exact the price for all those sins from you." He growled fiercely and stretched his right hand toward the void. Whooooooosh! The void split lengthwise and a dimension blazing with crimson flame opened. Sizzzzzzle! Uriel drew out a longsword blazing with red flames from within the split dimension. As he raised the sword toward the sky, the world lost its light again, and it became quiet as if the universe held its breath. (E/N: Oh, a sword! How convenient!) 'That's supposed to be a weakened state?' Raon let out a hollow laugh as he gripped his Divine Sword and Demonic Sword firmly. 'It's absurd, but I have no choice but to try.' He was about to move toward Uriel, vowing like Darkan said not to be scared before fighting, when it happened. "Wahahahaha!" Darkan drew the sword he had been using like a walking stick. "Swordsman spotted!"