The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1405 "Huh...?" Archangel Raphael trembled his lips as he watched his own body collapse with his head severed. "Wha, what! What did you do to me!" He let out a violent scream as if he had never even thought that his healing power would disappear. "Haaaa..." Rector exhaled a bloody-smelling breath and bent his waist. "It seems to have worked properly." He nodded his head briefly as if things had gone as expected. "You, human!" Raphael forcibly turned his eyes to glare at Rector who was leaning on his sword like a staff. "What did you do to me!" Even though his neck was severed, he gritted his teeth as if he didn't know what had happened to him. "What could a Swordsman do?" Rector shook his chin calmly. "I merely swung my sword." He shrugged his shoulders, saying he hadn't used any special technique, but had simply displayed swordsmanship. "Don't, don't talk nonsense!" Raphael ground his molars deeply and raised his bloodshot eyes. "Ordinary human swordsmanship could never surpass this Archangel Raphael's healing ability!" He spat blood from his mouth and shouted that the sword that struck him could absolutely not be ordinary. "Of course it's not ordinary." Rector sighed briefly and nodded his head. "The sword I used on you is not a killing sword..." He drew a gentle smile as he looked at his sword without a single drop of blood on it. "It's a life sword." Rector smiled as if he had used not a sword that kills, but a sword that saves. "What...?" Raphael trembled his tongue that stuck out of his mouth as if he couldn't understand Rector's words. "Before becoming the Blood Sword Master of the Holy Sword Alliance, I cut down countless people since my days as the Master of Ten Thousand Swords." Rector bit his lips slightly as if recalling an unwanted past. "The extreme of killing swords. Even while walking the path of Ten Thousand Swords, my sword could never erase the scent of killing." He lowered his eyebrows, saying he didn't want to pursue killing swords, but naturally came to understand the extreme of killing intent. "After becoming the Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, I pursued the Soul Sword while erasing the smell of blood from my sword, but that path didn't open for me. The path that finally opened after overcoming the killing sword was..." Rector smiled as he raised his sword rippling with warm blue light. "A life sword that saves people." He calmly nodded his head, saying the path of the life sword opened at the end of the twisted Ten Thousand Swords and killing sword. "What nonsense are you spouting right now!" Raphael gritted his teeth as if telling him to stop talking nonsense. "Isn't a life sword one that saves people! How could you cut me with a sword that possesses positive energy!" He spewed black blood from his mouth, demanding a proper explanation. "You're right. Originally, a life sword possesses positive energy because it's a sword that saves people." Rector slightly tilted his chin as if it was unexpected that Raphael knew about life swords. "Then why..." "And your healing ability that recovers wounds is also positive energy." He tapped his temple where white hair flowed down with his finger as if telling him to think carefully. "Su, surely not..." Raphael trembled his pale lips as if he now understood the meaning of Rector's words. "What happens when healing ability with positive energy meets a life sword with positive energy?" Rector waggled his finger as if telling him to guess. "Negative energy is born...?" Raphael's voice shook violently as if he finally understood. "Yes. I cut your neck with the negative energy born from the overlap of the life sword and healing ability." Rector nodded, saying he had cut Raphael by putting the negative energy created by the overlap of positive and positive into his sword. "Since your healing ability was converted from positive to negative, there's no way the wound could heal." He twisted up the corners of his mouth as if he had aimed for that from the beginning. "Previously, your recovery power was too strong, so even using a life sword, I couldn't balance positive and positive." Rector furrowed his eyebrows, saying he couldn't use the life sword because he couldn't create perfect negative energy. "But thanks to you converting your healing energy into Martial Prowess, the balance with the life sword was achieved." He grinned, saying Raphael had kindly come to his own death. "No, it wasn't on his own." Rector slowly raised his gaze to look at the sky. "Because that child created this opportunity." He drew an affectionate smile as he watched Raon cutting through the massive flames. "Kreuuuk!" Raphael gritted his teeth so hard they made a grinding sound. "Me, me! Do you think this Archangel Raphael will end here!" As Raphael screamed loud enough to hurt the ears and drew upon his Divine power, his headless body began to rise, pressing its hands against the ground. "I am Raphael, the Archangel of protection and healing! I won't die from a wound like this!" Raphael moved his headless body forward as if he would forcibly reattach his neck. His wings spread again, emitting a clear light of healing. Wuuuuung! Raphael seemed to have strengthened his healing power using the horn trumpet that calls for destruction, as his head was trying to reattach to his body on its own. "Moving even after losing his head..." Rector took a short breath and raised his sword to aim at Raphael's headless body. "Now I don't know which one of us is the bug." He too seemed very tired as his fingers holding the sword trembled finely. "Don't insult me, you inferior race!" Even in this situation, Raphael looked down at Rector as if maintaining his pride. Light tentacles like octopus legs began to emerge and connect between his neck and head. "If only this connects!" Raphael focused his entire mind on recovering his body as if he thought he could kill Rector once he reattached his neck. Seuuuu. Rector bent his knees while holding his breath. He kicked off the ground violently as if he would end it here and charged at Raphael who was trying to reconnect his neck. "Get lost!" Raphael's eight wings spread as he released his magnificent Divine power. He erected a massive wall made of healing energy, saying he wouldn't allow Rector's approach. Paaaaaaang! However, Rector, as if he had already adapted to Raphael's power, slashed the Divine power wall diagonally with his sword containing the mysteries of the life sword. Wuuuuung! Raphael could be seen behind the collapsing wall. True to his name as the Archangel of protection and healing, he had already reattached more than half of his head to his body in that brief moment when Rector cut through the wall. Paaaaaaang! Rector didn't miss the moment when Raphael was breathing heavily to fully recover, and thrust a fierce sword strike toward him. Chwaaaaaak! Rector's sword blazing with blue light fell, but Raphael's neck connected by Divine power tentacles didn't split and remained connected. "Hehe..." Raphael twisted up the corners of his mouth as he watched Rector who had passed by him. "Knowing that you would use a life sword, I released my healing energy the moment your sword approached." He chuckled, saying he wouldn't be fooled twice. "Now it's over." Raphael sneered while touching his perfectly reattached neck. "No matter what you do... Huh?" He froze while raising his hand, saying he would kill him immediately. "Th, this..." Red lines emerged on Raphael's body and blood seeped out from between them. "I knew it. Thinking you would release your healing power, I used a killing sword at the end." Rector lowered his blood-flowing sword, saying he had cut not Raphael's neck, but his entire body with a killing sword. "I told you. Only after reaching the extreme of killing swords did the path of the life sword open." Rector shrugged, saying cutting Raphael's body without healing energy was very easy for him. "You..." "I apologize for saying you lacked experience. You were strong." Rector nodded, saying thank you for moving as expected. "A mere human like you... Urgh!" Raphael collapsed in dozens of pieces while speaking contemptuous words about humans until the end. No matter how much healing ability he had, it seemed he couldn't revive now. "Phew!" Rector knelt on one knee with his blood-streaming sword planted in the ground. "Archangels are definitely different..." Physical wounds aside, his mental fatigue had reached its peak from using the life sword. Now he couldn't move even a finger. "Huh?" "L-Lord Raphael is dead..." "Not even a demon king, but to fall to a mere human like that..." "How could this happen!" The Angels who had been expecting Raphael's victory trembled their jaws. "No, now's the time! He's exhausted!" "Let's avenge Lord Raphael!" "We can kill him!" It was the moment when the Angels sensed that Rector was exhausted and raised spears of Divine power, saying they would avenge Raphael. Pueoooooong! The Angels who were drawing up Divine power to kill Rector exploded into green chunks of blood. "Hey, old man." A chilling voice echoed over the green blood as the demon king of Envy appeared, riding a giant snake. "You are..." Rector looked at the Monarch of Envy with difficulty, barely lifting his eyelids as if it was hard to open his eyes. "I was going to kill you if you fought poorly..." Envy looked Rector over with eyes blooming with killing intent. "It wasn't bad for what it was." He curled up the corners of his mouth, saying it was a fight worth watching. "No, it was a clumsy fight." Rector pressed both arms against the ground and looked up at the sky. "It became a decent fight thanks to that child." He let out a proud smile as he watched Raon's back facing Uriel head-on. "Now I understand why they say parents dance when their child shows filial piety. Of course, that dance was..." Rector chuckled and shook off Raphael's blood on his sword. "A sword dance." * * * "Thank you." Raon twisted up the corners of his mouth as he looked back at Raphael who had been cut into dice-shaped pieces by Rector's sword. "Thanks to you, it really became five." He folded his pinky finger that he had been keeping extended until the end, saying that with Raphael's end, all five Archangels who had descended to earth were now dead. "Don't tell me you..." Archangel Uriel trembled his jaw as he looked at the smiling Raon. "Were you aiming for this situation from the beginning?" "That's right." Raon nodded calmly. "As you said, it seemed unlikely that grandfather would win, so I stimulated your anxious psychology." He grinned, saying Uriel had provoked Raphael and led him to overexert himself. "Thanks to you giving Raphael the order to unleash his power and end it quickly, grandfather got his chance. Thank you." Raon drew a faint smile, saying that thanks to Uriel's orders, Raphael died and Rector was able to win. "Kreuuk..." Uriel finally realized he had been played by Raon's tongue and bit his lips so hard he could taste blood. "I'll kill you!" He brought down Apocalypse blazing with terrifying Crimson Flame, saying he would kill Raon even if it cost him everything. "Come at me all you want." Raon arrogantly lifted his chin as he watched Uriel's flames pouring down like a waterfall. "The sixth."