The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1387 Rummmmmmmble! Karoon's new Drawing Technique is to become the sword within the sheath himself. Just like a sword drawn from its sheath pierces through space and time to fly toward the enemy, he used footwork fierce enough to collapse the earth to open space and time with his own body and advanced toward the Death Sword Spirit. 'Huk.' Karoon swallowed the blood rising in his throat and put strength into his legs and arms that trembled as if they would break. 'Even if I die here...' He bit his lips deeply while looking at the world dyed only in black. The Drawing Technique he newly created was swordsmanship that charged as if transforming a swordsman's body into a sword, cutting the enemy's throat before they could react. The phenomenon of the entire world appearing black right now was exactly because of that. 'I must endure.' His swordsmanship had become faster and stronger than before, but because it used his own body, the recoil was that much greater. Even now, the bones and muscles of his entire body were screaming for mercy, and his wounds were opening deeper. 'This is the only way to win.' He had to acknowledge it. The Death Sword Spirit's martial prowess and swordsmanship were above his own. Even if she couldn't match Raon, she was one of the few strong warriors on the continent. If he fought head-on in his current state, he would lose eight or nine times out of ten. Since she even knew the secret of his Drawing Technique, the only way to defeat her was to throw himself into danger. Crunch! Karoon clenched his molars tightly and stepped once more on his leg, which was overwhelmed with tearing pain. Thuuuuuung! Along with a majestic sound as if space and time were shattering, the Death Sword Spirit's face began to come into view. Seeing her pupils shaking within the helmet, he could feel that he had returned to reality again. "Ha..." The Death Sword Spirit was looking at him with bewildered eyes, as if she had thought a sword would pierce through space and time like before. However, befitting a supreme master of Eden, she instantly recovered her composure and prepared defenses to block him. Her sword began to glow dark blue and move with a stance reminiscent of an iron wall. "Certainly impressive." The Death Sword Spirit nodded heavily as if feeling Karoon's resolve. "It's swordsmanship where I can feel your resolve. However, it won't be that different." As if whether a sword flew or a person flew, she need only destroy it, she swung down her sword imbued with the Heavenly Demon's breathing. "No." Karoon firmly shook his chin. "This will be different." While maintaining the speed gained by piercing through space and time, he grasped the sheath with his left hand and the sword hilt with his right hand. He tried to draw his sword, but due to the speed, it wasn't easy to lift. It felt exactly like lifting a rock with bare hands. 'Karoon Zieghart! Lift the sword!' Like word magic, he hypnotized himself. Pouring out all his physical strength, aura, and mental power, he drew the sword that was stuck heavily as if buried in the ground. Crackkkkkle! It felt like all the muscles in his legs, waist, and arms used when performing the Drawing Technique were being torn away. The wound on his chest couldn't endure and opened wider, now extending down to his waist. His vision became blurry from the dizzying amount of blood pouring out. Pain and exhaustion enough to make him want to die rushed in, but he couldn't stop here. The only choices were to cut the enemy's throat or die himself, and his choice was already decided. Crackkkkkkkle! With an intense thunderous sound, the blade that escaped the sheath was fired while emitting a more brilliant blue radiance than ever before. The blue blade that accelerated upon acceleration advanced as if it didn't exist in this world, penetrating through everything. "Kuk!" The Death Sword Spirit gasped and urgently changed her defensive stance. She realized that with her current technique, she absolutely couldn't block Karoon's Drawing Technique. However, it was already too late. Swooooooooosh! Karoon's Drawing Technique penetrated through as if the Death Sword Spirit's sword and fighting spirit didn't exist, deeply cutting across her chest. Thuuuuuuud! The Death Sword Spirit's mask split in half, and a sword mark extending from her shoulder to her waist appeared, spewing bright red blood. "Kuhuk!" The Death Sword Spirit vomited blackened blood from her mouth and knelt down on the spot. "Hu, splendid..." She struggled to lift her head and looked at Karoon. "Swordsmanship. Even if I hadn't let my guard down, I couldn't have blocked it. It's my defeat." She acknowledged her defeat and nodded heavily. "Huu..." Karoon swallowed the blood pooled in his mouth again and lowered his sword. "You were strong too." He also acknowledged the Death Sword Spirit as a swordsman rather than an enemy and nodded. "And..." Karoon was about to continue speaking but closed his mouth. 'My head is dizzy.' He had lost too much blood, and having used an incomplete Drawing Technique while seriously injured, the burden on his body and mind was too great. Honestly, he wanted to just faint like this. "Kill me." The Death Sword Spirit raised her chin while kneeling. Since she had been defeated in battle, she closed her eyes as if accepting death. "N-no!" "Death Sword Spirit!" "Please retreat behind us!" The Eden executives who had been ordered to retreat by the Death Sword Spirit burst forth again. "Re-retreat!" The Death Sword Spirit weakly waved her hand toward Eden's executives. "Since I was defeated in a life-and-death duel, it's natural for the loser to die!" She gritted her blood-soaked teeth and shouted not to insult her. "Even if you kill me later, I will disobey your orders today!" "Save the Death Sword Spirit!" "Kill that bastard!" Eden's executives called not only themselves but also the monsters around them to simultaneously charge at Karoon. Whooooooosh! Karoon looked not at the sword attacks, magic, and monsters rushing toward him, but at the Death Sword Spirit biting her lips behind them. 'You don't need to be sorry.' This is war, after all. The subordinates of the Central Martial Palace who saw him defeated would have done similar actions, so he didn't want to resent the Death Sword Spirit or Eden's executives. 'However...' He couldn't just die like this. Karoon gripped his sword again with trembling hands that had lost all strength. 'Even if I die, I'll take you all with me.' As an executive of Zieghart, he couldn't die futilely. Even with his last strength, he would cut down all of them before falling himself. Thud. Karoon stepped forward with his left foot and pulled back his sword dripping with the Death Sword Spirit's blood. Having no strength in his legs and arms, only the faint sound of footsteps on snow could be heard. "Sword Domain." If he used the Sword Domain now, he would definitely die. But this was the only way to kill all the enemies before him. "Emperor..." It was the moment he was about to unfold the Sword Domain and open the realm of the soul. Rummmmmmmmmble! From the right, a roaring sound like a herd of buffalo charging came along with a yellow dust cloud. "Brother!" True Martial Palace Master Balder came running while slaughtering monsters and Eden's ghosts with his flexible sword and blocked in front of Karoon. "You look like a mess!" He chuckled while looking at Karoon who couldn't even stop the bleeding from his chest and was raising his sword. "Balder..." Karoon felt for the first time that Balder's laughter, which had always seemed foolish, was refreshing, and his lips trembled slightly. "Palace Master!" "You're safe!" "We're sorry for being late!" From the opposite side where Balder had come, the swordsmen of the Central Martial Palace came running with bloodshot eyes. They were soaked in blood from head to toe as if they had massacred Eden's ghosts while searching for Karoon. "You all..." When Karoon saw the Central Martial Palace swordsmen appearing after Balder, he felt his chest tighten even more. Kwaaaaaaaaang! Thanks to Balder and the Central Martial Palace swordsmen stepping forward, Karoon could lower his sword without using the Sword Domain he had been preparing at the cost of his life. "Th-this..." "Those bastards..." "Kruuuuuk..." Eden's ghosts panicked at the sudden appearance of Balder and the Central Martial Palace swordsmen and retreated. "I can see it clearly. You interfered with a swordsman's duel!" Balder twisted his lips upward while looking at Karoon standing proudly and the Death Sword Spirit kneeling. "How dare you attack our Palace Master!" "Trash without even a warrior's spirit!" "We will never let you live!" "We'll kill every last one of you!" The Central Martial Palace swordsmen gritted their teeth so hard it made a sound, seeming enraged at the sight of the bleeding Karoon. "If you interfered with Zieghart's Central Martial Palace Master's fight, you must be prepared for the consequences, right?" Balder let out a murderous laugh and kicked off the ground. Rummmmmmmble! The Central Martial Palace swordsmen also charged toward Eden's ghosts, except for a few who stayed to support Karoon. Slashhhhhhh! Unlike his rock-like appearance, Balder gracefully wielded his thin yet sharp flexible sword, literally tearing apart Eden's executives. "This is a real swordsman's sword!" His flexible sword writhed and extended like a living snake, and its speed was extraordinary, so Eden's ghosts couldn't even escape before their necks were severed. Thwack thwack thwack! The Central Martial Palace swordsmen were also angry that their leader Karoon's duel had been interfered with and he had been separated from them, so they drove the enemies even more viciously and fiercely than the monsters. Before 5 minutes had passed since Balder and the Central Martial Palace joined the battle, all of Eden's executives and monsters were dead, leaving only the Death Sword Spirit kneeling and bleeding. "..." The Death Sword Spirit kept her lips firmly closed and eyes quietly open even as her subordinates were dying. "We just need to kill this pretty one!" Balder thrust the point of his flexible sword toward the Death Sword Spirit's neck as if he would finish it himself. "Stop." Karoon struggled to raise his hand. "I'll do it." He said to leave it to him and pushed away the Central Martial Palace swordsmen who were supporting him. "Why did you just stay still while your subordinates were dying?" Karoon stood in front of the Death Sword Spirit and exhaled a breath mixed with the smell of blood. "They interfered with a swordsman's life-and-death duel, so it's natural for them to die." The Death Sword Spirit shook her head as if feeling nothing about her subordinates' deaths. "Kill me." Since she was defeated, she would accept death, and closed her trembling eyelids. "It would have been good if I had met you in a different place." Karoon exhaled a short breath. "No, perhaps it was because I met you here that I was able to complete that swordsmanship." The Drawing Technique that had cut the Death Sword Spirit wasn't yet complete. Since he had risked his life fighting her today and could say he had completed it, he even felt grateful. "So that was incomplete." The Death Sword Spirit chuckled. "True, there was a slight delay when drawing the sword while charging. It would be good to correct that." She nodded while talking about the part that was lacking in Karoon's Drawing Technique. "Thank you." Karoon calmly accepted the Death Sword Spirit's advice. "Now kill me." The Death Sword Spirit lowered her hands as if asking to be sent away and raised an even more peaceful gaze. Swoooooosh! Karoon nodded and raised his sword. He struck down without a moment's hesitation. Thuuuuud! However, Karoon twisted his sword and struck the back of the Death Sword Spirit's neck with the flat of his blade. "You..." The Death Sword Spirit frowned at Karoon through her blurring vision. "I'm sorry." Karoon lowered his eyebrows deeply. "The Young House Head said I shouldn't kill you." He lowered his eyes toward the Death Sword Spirit who fainted and collapsed, then opened them. "Right now, my family's orders are more important than my pride as a swordsman." Karoon nodded heavily while looking at the Zieghart flag. "Khuh!" Balder let out a hollow laugh while looking at such Karoon. "Brother, you've really changed a lot!" He chuckled, saying he had come to see Karoon in a new light. "Because of Raon. No, because of the Young House Head, you've become human!" "Isn't that the same for you too?" Karoon sighed and glared at Balder. "Starting with that swordsmanship..." He was shaking his chin while looking at the flexible sword Balder was holding. Kwaaaaaaaaang! A terrifying shock that made the ground tremble burst forth from the west. Crackkkle! Karoon felt goosebumps rising on the back of his hand from the magnificent aura beyond human limits and frowned. "That is..."