The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1398 Thud. Sariel's beautiful body, carved as if by a master craftsman's devoted effort, had her head severed and it fell to the ground with a thud. The scene was surreal, yet it also felt graceful like a painting drawn by a master artist. "Haaa..." Sariel let out a low sigh as if only now realizing she had been struck after her neck was severed. "Is this regret..." She bit her lips slightly at the emotion called regret that she felt for the first time. "She's not dead?" Evelyn lifted her head with difficulty while spitting blood from her mouth. "Do Angel race normally not die even when their heads are cut off?" Since she had experienced many incidents following Raon, she didn't panic and only rolled her eyes. "No." Lust lowered her sword dripping with Sariel's blood and shook her head. "She'll die soon." She closed and opened her eyes, saying that Sariel could only live a little longer despite her severed neck because she was receiving power from the heavenly realm and the horn trumpet that calls destruction. "There's something I want to ask one last time." Sariel lifted her gaze to look at Lust. "Go ahead." Lust stroked her chin, saying she would answer what she could. "How were you able to cut me?" Sariel narrowed her eyes thinly as if she still couldn't understand that she had been defeated. "I was definitely aware of you." She let out a murky breath, saying she couldn't understand why she was struck by the sword when she had grasped Lust's existence even while running wild. "Because you developed emotions." Lust shrugged her pure white shoulders as if it was a simple matter. "No, I should say I made it that way." "You made it that way?" Sariel frowned as she looked at Lust. "Your Authority of Lust didn't work on me." She bit her lips as if she couldn't understand. "No, it definitely worked." When Lust grinned and lowered her hand, a very faint pink powder flowed from the tip of her sword. "The Authority of <Lust> is the power to understand others. While pretending to be blocked by you, I gradually leaked my emotions to you bit by bit." Lust curled her lips, saying she used the Authority of <Lust> to make Sariel, who originally had no emotions, feel emotions. "Of course, befitting an Archangel, your mental wall was thick. It might have been difficult for me alone, but thanks to this friend's help, I was able to break down that solid wall." She nodded, saying that thanks to Evelyn, she was able to break Sariel's mental wall and leak emotions. "The pleasant refreshing feeling you felt, the superiority, fear, and even warmth. All of them were emotions I intended." Lust drew a sly smile, saying she manipulated emotions to make Sariel unable to help but run wild. "Missing my sword at the end was the same context. Since I hid my existence within the emotions you felt and entered, you couldn't notice until the sword reached you." She waved her hand, saying it was natural that she couldn't feel it until death since she had disguised herself with the same emotions as Sariel and penetrated. "I see..." Sariel exhaled increasingly labored and murky breaths as if her breathing was becoming strained. "I was caught in your scheme from the very beginning." She closed her eyes deeply, feeling that she had been playing in the palms of Lust and Evelyn's hands. "To think it was a fight I couldn't win from the start, truly..." "That's not true." Evelyn wiped the blood flowing from her mouth and shook her head. "You were definitely strong. This one also broke out in cold sweat." She lowered her eyebrows, saying Sariel's power was enough to push back the Monarch of Lust. "However, having no emotions was your downfall." Evelyn placed her trembling hands in front of her chest as if she had used up all her mana. "I lost because I had no emotions?" Sariel raised her eyes as if that statement was even more incomprehensible. "Yes. Because your senses had no choice but to become dull each time you felt new emotions." Evelyn drew a faint smile, saying they were able to win by targeting that gap. "In other words, it's love's victory! It's the power of my love thinking of Raon!" Evelyn clapped her hands celebrating victory. She shouted that love was the best even while spitting blood from her mouth. "No! My love for Wrath was greater!" Lust ground her teeth, saying that was something she couldn't yield. "Haaa..." Sariel let out a sigh while looking up at the sky. "I thought emotions were imperfect things, but thanks to that imperfection, they could even defeat perfection." She curled her lips thinly as if she had finally gained enlightenment about emotions. "It's truly difficult..." Sariel grabbed the horn trumpet that calls destruction at her waist with trembling hands. "Hmm." Lust frowned as she looked at the horn trumpet held in Sariel's hands. "Be careful. It seems it's not over yet." She gave advice to Evelyn to be careful, recalling Ramiel who had used the horn trumpet to enhance divine power. "Like that lightning guy earlier..." "No." Evelyn calmly shook her head. "I don't think it'll be necessary." She stepped forward as if sensing something through Sariel's blurred eyes. "The regret and emptiness I feel now too..." Sariel slowly parted her lips as she looked at Evelyn. "Are they emotions you intended?" She tightened her grip holding the horn trumpet as if that was important. "No." Evelyn shook her head firmly. "That was born from you who awakened emotions." She smiled faintly, saying the regret and emptiness Sariel felt were things she brought forth herself. "Is that so." Sariel's lips curved up subtly like butterfly wings. "Then the aching feeling inside my chest must be my emotion too." She slowly closed her eyes after looking at Archangel Uriel causing a tsunami of Crimson Flame in the sky. "Not bad." With those words as her last, Sariel began to scatter into the air as transparent crystal. However, she didn't let go of the horn trumpet until the very end. As if she would remember the person who gave her that trumpet even in death. "Haaa..." Evelyn finally seemed to relax as she spat out the blood pooled in her mouth and slumped to the ground. "Even if she's a newcomer, an Archangel is still an Archangel. I thought I was going to die." She shook her head vigorously, saying she would have died first if not for her love toward Raon. "Hey." Lust approached from behind Evelyn and placed her hand on her shoulder. "How did you know Sariel wouldn't unleash the power of the horn trumpet?" She frowned, saying she thought Sariel would unleash the destructive power of the horn trumpet and struggle until the end. "Just." Evelyn looked at the single crystal flower left where Archangel Sariel had died. "I thought she would. Sariel's eyes..." She lifted her gaze to the sky following the direction of the crystal and curled her lips. "Were similar to mine." Evelyn traced her own hand, saying Sariel's last expression felt like seeing her own face from the past. "Hmm..." Lust whistled as if she finally understood Evelyn's meaning. "Let's go. There are still enemies left." Evelyn wiped away the blood on her lips. Even while exhausted, she rotated her Ring of Fire, saying she wanted to lend strength to the Five Kings. "No." Lust looked at Evelyn and waved her hand firmly. "My promise with Wrath ends here. Going further would create different shackles." She smiled faintly as if she wanted to move but couldn't. "I see." This time Evelyn grinned as if she understood Lust's words. "Then I'll be back." She asked to keep a good watch on Raon, then flew toward the battlefield where the Five Kings were being pushed back. "She's gotten stronger." Lust drew a thin smile as she watched Evelyn disappear in an instant. 'Honestly, I didn't even consider her...' Until now, she had only regarded Evelyn as a cute younger sister, never even thinking of her as a rival to compete for love. That was why she had told her to confess to Wrath. But Evelyn had grasped Sariel's emotional changes that even she herself hadn't felt just now. It meant that the Authority of Lust befitting her had opened, creating new power and emotions. "I too now..." Lust let out a bewitching smile steeped in deep lust as she watched Raon confronting Uriel in the sky. "There's no time to hesitate, is there?" * * * In the vast Cameloon plains where the Five Kings, Eden, and the Angel race were clashing, there was a space where nothing existed. In that land, not only humans and Angels were absent, but even fallen weapons couldn't be seen. Unlike the stagnant battlefield where fighting was happening everywhere without a single empty spot, it seemed as if peace was maintained. "Th-the Five Kings' counterattack is too fierce! Retreat for now!" "That place is empty! Fall back for now!" "D-damn humans!" The Ghost of Eden and Angels were pushed back by the Five Kings Alliance's advance and fled to the east of the battlefield, the only empty area. "They're not following us!" "W-we can barely catch our breath." "Let's reorganize our formation here first and then move!" "We still have the advantage! If we hold out here..." However, there was something they didn't know. This place wasn't empty—it was a place that had to be kept empty. Kugugugugugugugu! The empty air twisted, split, was shattered black, then returned to its original form repeatedly. It meant an unimaginably fierce battle was taking place in another dimension, not in this world. "Aaaaaahhh!" "Grrrrgh..." "S-save me..." The Ghost of Eden and Angels who had fled to the empty land to catch their breath had their bodies split along with the tearing space, flowing down as sticky chunks of blood. Their corpses and blood were also sucked into the crushing space, making it seem as if nothing had existed there from the beginning. "Wh-what is this..." "Is-is this hell?" "Even black hole magic isn't to this extent!" The Eden executives who barely survived were horrified as they watched the air ripple and shatter, and moved far away. As they re-entered the battlefield and looked back, a brilliant golden flash was etched in their trembling eyes. Kwaaaaaaaang! A massive golden radiance that seemed to contain heavenly divine power as is fell, and the shaking space burst open. From within, a beautiful young man who seemed to embody the very word "brilliance" rose with eight wings spread. Archangel Gabriel, despite having been in the demon king's dimension, drew a gentle smile with not a single hair different from when he first appeared, as if nothing had happened. Chichichichichik! From the dimension torn by divine power, a pure white mouth emerged, and then a beautiful girl with dust-free white hair and impressive red eyes, along with a swordsman with prosperous-looking green hair, burst out. "..." The white-haired, red-eyed beautiful girl who bore the title Monarch of Gluttony, Gluttony, blinked her red eyes as if nothing had happened. "Huuuuuuu..." In contrast, the green-haired swordsman Dorian sniffled with tears welling up in both eyes as if he had experienced something unthinkable. "Th-that's a monster!" Dorian trembled his hand as he pointed at Archangel Gabriel as if it was absurd. "You're right, he's a monster... That's not a rookie Archangel..." Gluttony nodded, saying Gabriel possessed different Martial Prowess from those newly appointed as Archangels. "But we can win..." Gluttony stroked her small chin, saying they could defeat Gabriel. "If it's us..." "U-us...?" Dorian blinked his eyes blankly after hearing Gluttony's words. "Usssssssss?" He screamed so loudly that it would spread across the entire battlefield and more, as if it was absurd. "Leave me out! Absolutely nooooooo!"