The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1329 'Now that I think about it...' Raon nodded while putting strength into his trembling hands. 'I've never tried my best inside the mental world.' Because of the condition that he would revive even if he died, whenever he sustained major injuries - no, except for the first time, even with just minor injuries - he would take his own life saying he would fight again in perfect condition. At first he thought that saved time, but it seemed like the opposite was true. 'I was wasting time. And myself.' When fighting real battles, you can never fight in perfect condition. You might have been injured during training, your body condition might be poor from lack of sleep, or you might fight while carrying injuries from previous battles. But he had always tried to fight Wrath only in perfect condition after entering the mental world. What he had been doing until now wasn't training. It was just play for self-satisfaction. "Ha!" Raon struck his own cheek with the fist holding the Heavenly Drive. Since he hit himself seriously, dizzying pain struck him, but his mind felt clearer. 'I thought it was the same as before, but it wasn't at all.' In the past when he sparred with Wrath through the Room of Self, if he died to that guy, he had to cross the sea to fight again. While crossing the vast sea, he desperately pondered how he could withstand Wrath's strikes, and even when fighting that guy, whether his arms or legs were torn off, he gave his all in that moment. On the other hand, his current self had forgotten what was important due to the convenience of being able to revive anytime and fight Wrath immediately, and was only busy jumping into the blazing flames like a moth. Ridiculously, he had made the worst mistake that he hadn't even made during his weaker days. "Looking at that shit-eating expression..." Wrath chuckled and waved his snow-white hand. "It seems you've finally realized." That guy let out a sneer saying it was too late to realize. "Yes. It's too late." Raon chewed his lips and nodded heavily. "Still, it seems you're not resenting this king." Wrath slightly narrowed his eyes as if it was interesting that he didn't blame him for not telling him about his mistake. "As expected, you're not a stupid guy." That guy smacked his lips saying he was just a fool, not stupid. "Because directly telling you that would have no meaning." Raon let out a deep sigh while frowning. "It was something I had to realize myself." Wrath had no reason to tell him about that mistake. No, even if he had told him, he could only solve this problem by feeling it directly himself. Of course, looking at the current situation, it seemed too late. "As I said, your mental image is already broken." Wrath raised both arms and pointed to his mental image that was collapsed, torn apart, and frozen. "Mental images are mirrors that reflect everything you've built up until now. In other words, it's no exaggeration to say that you yourself are broken." That guy flicked the frozen sword with his finger and twisted his lips. "Haah..." Raon followed Wrath's gaze and scanned his mental image. "It's not wrong." As Wrath said, his mental image was already broken. All the swords he had built up until now were frozen, the vast sky and earth that had revealed the realm of the soul were cracked, and even the blue forests that had shown his growth as a human had been devoured by black fissures. If he went outside like this, far from growing, he would suffer severe regression. "But." Raon calmed his rough breathing and drew a faint smile with his bleeding lips. "It's not over yet." In the previous battle, he had seen the two swords recover and return when he pierced through Wrath's Silver Aurora with Flame Dragon Strike and Heavy Sky Cannon. The spark of hope hadn't been extinguished. If he could continue fighting and overcome this, the frozen swords, the cracked sky and earth, and the forest devoured by fissures could all regain their original colors. "With that body?" Wrath openly drew a sneer. When that guy who embodied the very definition of peerless beauty smiled coldly, it felt like the entire world was mocking him. "Time has passed, so the only chance you have left is just this current life." Wrath snorted saying that while he had said there were two chances left a moment ago, now with time passed, there was only the current injured body. "You've already used Divine-Demonic Harmony, sustained injuries to your hands and legs, and consumed a considerable amount of aura. How far do you think you can endure in that state?" That guy deeply furrowed his brow as if he thought he was looking down on him. "Moreover..." Wrath narrowed his eyes thin as thread as if this was the most important point. "The current you has actually lowered your Martial Will through the leisurely sparring you've been doing. This is already a finished fight." That guy brushed off both hands as if nothing would be of any use. "That might be the case." Raon let out a murky breath and nodded. "It's true I'm injured, I don't have my Sword Domain, and my current state and Martial Prowess have declined." Since coming to his senses, he felt more keenly than anyone that he had become weak, so he calmly nodded. "But..." Raon slowly parted his lips while raising the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword. "I'm not dead yet." He had always overcome moments of crisis. He had fought countless fierce battles where life and death hung in the balance, and had even truly died before. Compared to those times, the current situation where he couldn't really die was no different from having warm tea time. "I seem to come to my senses only when it gets dangerous. I'll break you here and reclaim what I've lost." Raon pointed the Heavenly Drive and Heavenly Tremor toward Wrath while curling up the corners of his mouth. "Come." He declared he would withstand the demon king's martial arts in his current state that was beyond broken and heavily stomped his foot. "Ha." Wrath let out a hollow laugh while holding his head. "To throw away a good opportunity yourself and put on such a pathetic show. It's absurd. But..." That guy curled up his red lips and nodded. "That boldness isn't bad. It's probably because of that kind of appearance that this king stays with you." Wrath raised both hands that were gleaming blue as if he had made his choice because of who he was. "Of course, even if I like your spirit, I have no intention of going easy on you." That guy spread out his grip that was emitting terrifying cold energy, saying he would fight with full power as before. "That's what I want." Raon adjusted his breathing and arrogantly raised his chin. "If not, I would never be able to restore this world." Even if he won because Wrath went easy on him, nothing would remain. Only by overcoming that guy giving his all could both he and this world return to their original forms. "Then." Wrath gracefully lowered his hand while flashing fierce blue eyes. A delicate flower bloomed from that guy's grip and rose into the air. The demon king of Wrath's ultimate technique - Ten Thousand Death Blossoms - infinite slashes created by ice flowers containing moonlight poured down toward him. Kigigigigigik! Raon activated the Ring of Fire to its maximum resonance and stepped back. 'I can't pierce through Ten Thousand Death Blossoms like I did with Silver Aurora.' Ten Thousand Death Blossoms is a technique that cuts down everything in front of the flower without leaving a trace, then causes a violent explosion. If he tried to force his way through like with Silver Aurora, his entire body would be torn apart instead. 'If a single flower cuts down everything...' Raon summoned a massive World Tree above the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword. Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation Heavenly Drive. Fire Spirit. Gritting his teeth, he unfolded Fire Spirit again, which had once been shattered before Ten Thousand Death Blossoms. Huuuuuuk! Red and blue petals that bloomed from the two World Trees stretched out toward Ten Thousand Death Blossoms. Kyagyagyagyagyagyang! Like before, countless fragments of Fire Spirit couldn't overcome the single blue flower and were all broken. "Stupid fool." Wrath wrinkled his nose while watching the fragments of Fire Spirit fall like autumn leaves. "Have you given up thinking? This king clearly said that with one flower..." "I can't fight the same way as you." Raon calmly nodded as if he knew everything and swung his sword again. Huuuuuuk! Red and blue World Trees rose for the second time on the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword, pouring out an enormous amount of fire and frost fragments again. The speed at which the sword strike fragments fell was incomparably faster than before. Fire Spirit seemed to continue endlessly. Kyagyagyagyagyagyang! Ten Thousand Death Blossoms tore apart the fragments of Fire Spirit this time as well, but the speed of the cold energy blades sweeping gradually slowed down, and finally stopped at the third Fire Spirit with its extreme sharpness erased. "Ha..." Wrath let out a hollow laugh while looking at the cold energy of Ten Thousand Death Blossoms that had subsided without exploding, with all its blades worn out. "Certainly it would be nice if I could cut everything down with one sword." Raon curled up the corners of his mouth while accepting the sword of Fire Spirit that burst out breaking through the ice. "But if that doesn't work, it's okay to use a mass assault." He said that the answer isn't always one, and even wrong answers can eventually be right, as he raised his chin. "Wrong answers can eventually be right..." Wrath chuckled and nodded. "Since you've shown it before my eyes, I can't argue with it." That guy smiled as if this situation was interesting and nodded. "Let's see how far we can continue." Wrath said let's go to the end while gathering new cold energy above his grip. Uuuuuuuung! Since the cold energy wasn't spreading and was being compressed like a small orb, it seemed like he was about to unleash the ultimate technique Silver Moon Demonic Seal. "Mountain beyond mountain." Raon sighed while looking at the cold energy growing denser in Wrath's hand. "Your expression is good for someone saying that." Wrath snorted while looking at his face. "Because it's somewhat fun." Raon nodded while looking at his trembling hands. "I should have fought like this from the beginning." If he had used the time he wasted meaninglessly like this, he would have already achieved what he came here to obtain long ago. "It's useless to regret time that has already passed!" Wrath said not to make pathetic sounds and shot out the Silver Moon Demonic Seal concentrated in his grip. The silver light that spread from that guy's grip rushed like lightning and dug toward his heart. "I know!" Raon unleashed Silver Sword Dream and Fire Wall toward the Silver Moon Demonic Seal that was rushing like a beam of light. The sword flowing like a dream and the shield blazing with frost deflected and diverted the terrifying power of Silver Moon Demonic Seal. Kuwaaaaaaaang! In place of Raon, tremendous cold energy rose from the earth that was hit by Silver Moon Demonic Seal, forming a massive iceberg. "It's useless to regret the past time. I'll just do my best now. Then..." Breathing out white breath, he erased the cold energy that covered heaven and earth with flames that wrapped around his soul. "I might be able to achieve even more than the realm I wanted!" Raon resolved to turn the current crisis into an opportunity and flashed red lightning in his eyes. Kugugugugugugugu! As if responding to Raon's soul-filled cry, the Ring of Fire in the mental image that had been frozen in the sky slowly rotated while pushing away the frost, and the broken swords began to stretch.