The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1314 'Keep going.' Raon didn't miss the opening created by Uriel's wavering and unleashed the Fangs of Insanity and Blizzard Sword Art. 'I can cut him now.' Thanks to being continuously exposed to the divine power radiating from the clash between Uriel and Darkan, Divine Power Resistance was now rank 8 and Blade that Cuts Divine Power was now rank 5. Both traits had risen remarkably in rank and proficiency in this very place. Divine Power Resistance being rank 8 wasn't that strange since it was a trait he'd had for a while, but the newly acquired Blade that Cuts Divine Power reaching rank 5 was absurd even by his own standards. 'An ordinary ability became overpowered.' With Blade that Cuts Divine Power reaching 5 stars and Divine Power Resistance drawn upon, plus the hidden authorities of the demon kings unleashed, it was now fully possible to inflict fatal wounds on Uriel. Crackle! Uriel was caught in the fiercer and sharper flow of the Fangs of Insanity and Blizzard Sword Art, sustaining wounds on his forearms and thighs as well. "How dare you!" His pride wounded by the fact that he had been injured by a human, he chewed his lips furiously. Whoosh! Seeing Uriel's blue eyes deepen in intensity, Raon charged even faster. 'He's excited.' Uriel hadn't shown any emotional disturbance even while facing both him and Darkan until now. But when he was wounded contrary to his expectations, those calm emotions were seething as if about to explode. His pride was definitely hurt. 'I have to do it now.' Raon lightly bit his lips as he looked at the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword with flames and frost scattering. With the time for Divine-Demonic Harmony running out, he couldn't miss the chance to use all his remaining strength. "Burn away!" Uriel vented his rage as he swung Apocalypse. The crimson blade fell toward Raon's neck at a terrifying speed. 'It's the path I expected!' Having continuously watched the battle of the two absolutes, Uriel's sword path had become familiar to his eyes. The sword he was swinging now was coming in as one of the paths he had been expecting. Kiaaaang! Raon raised his Demonic Sword diagonally to deflect Uriel's sword strike, then stepped forward with his left foot. At the ultra-close distance where he could hear Uriel's breathing, he brought the Divine Sword up and the Demonic Sword down. Raon Zieghart Style swordsmanship. 6th Form Divine-Demonic Harmony linked move: Invincible Azure-Red Sword. Kwaaaaaaaaa! Raon gritted his teeth as he swung the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword in a cross pattern. Bursting flames and frost wrapped around the two blade streams, piercing through Apocalypse and the flame of judgment to slash Uriel's sturdy body once more. Paaaaaash! Uriel's shoulder and waist split lengthwise as murderous amounts of blood poured out. With blood still flowing from the chest wound as well, if he had been an ordinary person he would have already died from excessive blood loss. "Haa." But Uriel didn't even care about such wounds as if they were nothing and exhaled a heavy breath. 'I have to go further!' Raon didn't miss the opening created by Uriel's deepening wounds and stepped on Supreme Harmony Steps again while thrusting the Heavenly Drive. Kyaaaang! Uriel raised Apocalypse with his bleeding arm as if he wouldn't allow even that, easily blocking the Heavenly Drive. "Yes." Uriel twisted his bleeding lips while his sword clashed with Raon's. "You also had that damn demon king's authority." He seemed to think that he had cut through the flame of judgment using Wrath's authority. Of course, it was true that the demon kings' authorities were incompatible with divine power, but the power of traits was also significant in cutting through not just the flame of judgment but Uriel himself. 'The situation isn't bad' Unexpectedly, he had succeeded in making Uriel recognize the demon kings' authorities. The more he focused on that power, the stronger the traits would become, so it was a great advantage. The possibility of actually achieving victory against Archangel Uriel in this place had truly increased. -Arghhhh... Wrath trembled his jaw so hard it made clicking sounds. -How does this make sense! How can trait ranks rise this quickly! He screamed that it was impossible. 'He's an Archangel.' Raon slowly steadied his breathing and shook his head. 'An Archangel who can scatter the purest divine power. Moreover, by deliberately getting wounded while clashing with the combat-oriented Uriel and training by cutting through divine power...' He erased the rank increase messages for divine power traits and curled up his lips. 'This level of growth isn't impossible.' Though he didn't tell Wrath, he now also understood how to rapidly raise trait ranks. If the timing and situation were right, he might even be able to raise Divine Power Resistance and Blade that Cuts Divine Power to supreme rank here. 'Of course...' Raon bit his lips as he watched Uriel bringing down terrifying slashes. 'This guy won't be helping me.' Uriel was now displaying murderous swordsmanship that made one's soul tremble while maintaining strong wariness toward him. It was fortunate he had somewhat grasped the sword path while watching him fight Darkan, otherwise if it were his first time, he would have already lost an arm. "Don't forget about me!" Darkan charged straight at Uriel and struck down with his dark sword. "Try to excite me a little more!" He was grinning wickedly, having somehow completely erased the sea of Crimson Flame that Uriel had deployed. "I haven't forgotten. Neither you nor that demon king's lackey." Uriel ground his teeth with intense rage contained in his blue eyes. "But despite that, I missed that wickedness." He furrowed his brow as if he had been caught despite not letting his guard down regarding Raon. It seemed like anger directed not at the enemy, but at himself. "Haaaaaah..." As Uriel steadied his breathing, tremendous heat emanated from the sword in his hand, Apocalypse. Whooooosh! Uriel's cold eyes flashed as he swung Apocalypse toward Raon and Darkan. Craaaaaack! Raon and Darkan each put up their best defense, but ultimately couldn't overcome the power and heat dwelling in Apocalypse and were pushed back. Whoooosh! Uriel raised Apocalypse as its heat grew increasingly intense. "Without leaving even ash..." As if supporting his angry cry, Apocalypse's blade disappeared and crimson flames began to rise above it. "I'll burn everything away." Uriel aimed Apocalypse, now sprouting flames instead of a blade, at Raon's heart. The flame of judgment that had split from his fierce roar came alive again and began rotating. [Kkeuk!] Azazel's violent breathing could be heard in his mind. [That's Apocalypse's second stage of release! Everything will burn just by touching that sword!] She screamed warnings about the danger. -That's quite dangerous... Wrath also frowned as if it was bad. -It seems that Uriel bastard is going to fight properly. He lightly bit his lips while telling him to be careful. 'Certainly...' Raon nodded as he felt the heat blazing from Uriel's sword, Apocalypse. 'That won't be easy to take.' If he took those flames with his body like before, it seemed he would suffer wounds difficult to heal even with Divine Power Resistance. Now was not the time for training, but for survival somehow. "This got more interesting!" Darkan let out an amused laugh, saying Uriel's aura had become even stronger. "Good! Let's play until we die!" He released an even stronger aura over his dark sword, saying they should keep fighting. "...." Uriel seemed to have calmed his emotional turmoil again, saying nothing as he swung Apocalypse toward Darkan. Whooooosh! The Crimson Flame flames blazed with deeper light as they fell above Darkan's head. "Kuhahahaha!" Darkan burst into maniacal laughter as he concentrated aura into his dark sword and shot it toward Apocalypse. Kwaaaaaang! Uriel's Apocalypse and Darkan's dark sword collided head-on, releasing tremendous shockwaves. Massive waterspouts descended from the sky and Mount Melvin itself collapsed. "Keup!" Darkan bent his waist while trembling with lips that were always smiling. As if he had received a great shock just from blocking Uriel's sword, he spat out black blood from his mouth. "To think such a sword existed..." Darkan trembled in his legs while stabbing his sword into the ground, saying it was absurd power. "Apocalypse is a sword that annihilates evil. As long as you possess wickedness, you can never withstand it." Uriel shook his head, saying that just blocking Apocalypse would cause body and mind to collapse. "Nonsense!" Raon snorted as he deployed Celestial Thunder Arts to strike away the blade of Apocalypse that Uriel thrust. 'Huk!' But the moment Apocalypse and Heavenly Drive made contact, a breathtaking shock covered body and spirit. His grip holding the sword trembled from pain as if his organs were burning and his soul melting. 'What is this?' To feel pain enough to lose consciousness just from crossing swords, he couldn't understand how such power was possible. However, Raon wasn't the only one surprised. "You, why are you..." Uriel deeply furrowed his brow, seeming surprised instead that Raon hadn't spat even a drop of blood. "That wicked soul should be screaming!" He slightly trembled his chin as if he couldn't understand. -Apocalypse's second stage judges human sins. Wrath glared at Uriel and shook his head. -Uriel sees your sins and delivers appropriate pain. It's a damn power that judges evil at his whim! He frowned, saying Uriel's swordsmanship was already difficult enough, and he had ridiculous abilities on top of that. 'Then why am I fine compared to Darkan?' Raon blinked as he watched Darkan struggling. -That's because your soul is... Wrath ground his teeth while meeting his eyes. -Damn huge! To the point where it's not inferior to Archangels or demon kings! (E/N: I thought it was because Raon is pretty clean from sin...) He narrowed his nose bridge, saying that with such a high realm of the soul, even Apocalypse's ability entered with reduced effect. 'Really? Then shall I try using Soul Sword?' Raon curled up his lips as he looked at the flustered Uriel. 'I probably can't kill Uriel, but I might be able to inflict considerable damage...' -That won't work. Wrath firmly shook his head. -That bastard's flame of judgment defends against not only physical attacks but mental attacks too. Your already weak Soul Sword will enter even weaker! He advised that it would be better to clash directly like now and use Soul Sword only at the end. "No, that can't be." Uriel swung the second-stage Apocalypse again, unable to believe it. Craaaaaack! Raon deployed the technique of Sky-Piercing Thunder with Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword to block Uriel's slash. "Kkeuk..." A groan escaped audibly without him knowing. He suffered internal injuries from the violent shock and blood filled up to his throat, but he swallowed it again to hide his condition. "What the..." Uriel trembled his lips as if he thought Raon would immediately vomit blood and collapse. "Keep going." Raon nodded, saying he could take as much as Uriel wanted to give. "Because it doesn't hurt at all." Even though his realm of the soul was high, taking Uriel's attacks wasn't easy. But he put on a show of bravado and wiggled his finger to watch for an opportunity. "Then I don't hurt either!" Darkan wiped the blood from his lips as if he didn't want to lose to Raon, then stood before Uriel again. "The promise to block the Archangel's sword still stands, right?" Raon shrugged his shoulders toward Darkan. "Of course! I can't give up this interesting moment!" Darkan raised his dark sword in front of his chest, saying he would go to the end. "Then..." It was when Raon was about to charge at Uriel together with Darkan. [Hey! Human!] Azazel, who had been hiding behind a pillar just watching the situation, spoke through mental image. [I have a way to weaken Uriel!]