The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1410 Paaaaaaang! After piercing through Archangel Uriel with the Invincible Azure-Red Sword, Raon turned his body with difficulty in the sky. Huuuuuuuk! The Archangel Uriel was falling to the ground with his head and torso separated. Crimson blood poured from his severed neck and torso, drawing a crimson spiral in the air like a comet's tail. "Ahh..." Even with his head severed, Uriel couldn't erase his shock and bewilderment, his pupils trembling violently. "W-we won!" "Palace Master has defeated the Archangel!" "Sword Sage! That person is truly a genuine sword immortal!" "Uwaaaaaaaaah!" "Raon Zieghart!" The Zieghart swordsmen remaining on the ground cheered, raising both hands and bursting into celebration as they shouted Raon's victory. "Ahh..." "Lord Urel!" "No! There's no way Lord Uriel would lose to mere humans!" "R-right! The Terror Flame hasn't gone out yet!" "Lord Uriel will definitely rise again!" The Angels clenched their fists with sweating hands as if they believed in Uriel. "Huu..." Raon exhaled murky breath while looking at Uriel falling to the ground. 'Not yet.' Uriel's flesh was split, but his soul hadn't fallen yet. The proof was that the Terror Flame clinging to his wings hadn't disappeared even though his neck was severed and blood was bursting out. -Your thoughts are correct. Wrath landed on his shoulder and clicked his tongue. -Look at that bastard's eyes right now. He's struggling desperately to survive somehow! The guy wrinkled his nose bridge, saying Uriel was absolutely not someone who would give up like this. 'That's right.' As Wrath said, Uriel briefly regulated his breathing to regain composure, then instantly ignited Terror Flame on his severed neck and burst heart. It seemed like he was trying to heal with divine power-imbued flames like when summoning Terror Flame. 'However...' It won't recover easily. The Invincible Azure-Red Sword unleashed at the end contained desperate Willpower to kill enemies and Demon King's Authority that was incompatible with Angels. No matter how much Terror Flame, it wasn't a wound that could be easily recovered. "Kreoook!" Uriel also seemed to feel the Willpower and Authority embedded in the wounds he created, letting out violent groans. Of course, having no intention to give up, he moved his eight wings blazing with Terror Flame, trying to attach his body and head. "Mmm..." Raon bit his lips as he tried to swing the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword that had returned to their original forms. 'My hands aren't moving properly.' When he cut through the Terror Flame sun with the Invincible Azure-Red Sword earlier, the muscles in his hands and arms seemed damaged, so he couldn't swing his sword properly. "You've reached your limit too!" Uriel twisted his lips as if he expected this, spreading Terror Flame more densely to create a chain of flames connecting his head and torso. "If I can just recover from this wound, it's my victory!" He glared with bloodshot eyes, saying he would quickly recover and burn Raon to death. "You and Raphael both..." Raon shook his head while looking at Uriel's face distorted like rotten wood. "You're not an Archangel, but like a cockroach." He released the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword he was holding with trembling hands and drew a new sword. A sword of the heart created by tempering and hammering his magnificent soul. He raised his own Soul Sword and aimed at Uriel who was wrapped in Terror Flame like a cloak. "With this sword..." Raon exhaled blood-mixed breath that filled his lungs while lowering his quietly sunken pupils. "I'll bring this to an end." The moment he decided to cut, his Soul Sword had already shot toward Uriel's soul. "S-Soul Sword!" Uriel also seemed to feel the Soul Sword approaching his soul and trembled his chin. "Good! Come! Whatever it is, I'll burn..." He gritted his teeth, saying he would burn Raon's Soul Sword with Terror Flame blooming from within his soul. "What are you going to burn?" Raon looked at Uriel who was glaring and shook off his trembling hands. "My sword has already cut through you." The moment he said those words, the Terror Flame wings supporting Uriel burst and burning feathers spewed out like a fountain. "Ah..." With his neck half-attached, Uriel raised trembling hands and touched his own chest. "Wh-when..." He moved his bleeding lips as if he hadn't even felt the Soul Sword pierce through him. "When you shouted about Soul Sword." Raon nodded, saying it was already after being cut when Uriel spoke of Soul Sword. "Th-this is power that shouldn't be given to humans..." The Terror Flame connecting Uriel's head and torso scattered like mist, and his body, split even more wretchedly, fell to the ground and became a bloody mass. The Archangel's wings, which had always been clean and beautiful, sank while soaked in crimson blood instead of red flames. "Haaa..." Raon came down to the ground while breathing heavily. 'I feel like I'm going to die.' Not just his arms and legs, but his entire body was powerless, so he unknowingly knelt on the cracked ground and collapsed. After using Sword Domain and then Soul Sword, his mental strength was also at rock bottom, making his surroundings feel like they were shaking. He wanted to collapse and sleep like this. 'Really...' Raon shook his head while looking at the bloody masses that had been Uriel with his dimming eyes. 'I barely won.' If he hadn't weakened Uriel by destroying the temple, the one who would have died and become a bloody mess wouldn't be that guy but himself. The times he moved tirelessly before the war seemed to finally be helpful, bringing belated satisfaction. -Well done! Wrath exclaimed in admiration and came down onto his shoulder. -To really catch Uriel, what the hell happened to you! Why did you become so strong! Unlike his words of belief, the guy had surprise in both eyes as if he really hadn't believed in him. 'Huh? You said you believed...' Raon narrowed his eyebrows slightly while looking at Wrath. 'Wasn't it that you believed because I could win?' -Huh? Uh... Wrath blinked his eyes blankly. -R-right! Of course I believed because you could win! The guy laughed while telling an obvious lie that anyone could see. This Demon King who used to say he didn't lie was now lying as easily as eating. 'Haa...' Raon sighed while holding Wrath's head. Wrath had been flustered when he said he believed, and now he seemed to understand the reason. 'What were you planning to do if I lost?' It was so absurd that he wanted to hear at least that answer. -Well, this king would step forward and lightly crush Uriel! And while at it, show off this king's overwhelming charm! Wrath twisted his body like a child desperate to show himself off. "Ugh..." Raon sighed and held his head. 'I don't know if it was fortunate or not to believe this...' Thanks to Wrath believing in him, he was able to fight until the end without running away from Uriel's Terror Flame. But hearing the guy's true intentions made unbearable irritation wash over him. -Anyway, you won so it worked out well! Wrath patted his shoulder, saying since it ended well, let's think positively. '...That's true.' Raon nodded heavily while looking at Uriel's corpse that had died crushed. 'It really was by a hair's breadth.' I'm still far lacking. It was when he was feeling the inadequacy of his martial prowess and clenching his powerless fist. "Raon!" Evelyn ran over while making a scream-like sound. "You were so cool! I almost fell for you again! No, I've already fallen for you hundreds of times!" She drew an arc with her red lips and leaped toward him. Peoeoook! When Evelyn was about to embrace Raon, something sprang out from the left and knocked her away. "He's a patient, so leave him alone." It was Martha. She who had been with Envy had somehow approached and blocked Evelyn's charge. "Kkung..." Evelyn frowned at Martha while hugging a rock instead of Raon. "Are you okay?" Martha slightly trembled her eyebrows and extended her hand to Raon. "I'm okay." Raon said he was fine and stood up holding Martha's hand. "Okay my ass." Envy clicked his tongue and approached from the side. "To struggle so much against a weakened Uriel, you've truly become weak." He looked Raon up and down and snorted as if pathetic. "It's true that Uriel was weakened, but using Terror Flame is different." Lust approached while fanning away the remaining Terror Flame heat with her hand. "You ran away crying before." She sneered, saying that Envy would have definitely run away if he saw Uriel using hellfire. "Sh-shut up!" Envy stomped his feet and frowned. "That was when I couldn't use all of my true power!" He shook his head fiercely, saying it was completely different from now. "Then you should fight Wrath." Greed slyly approached and put his arm around Envy's shoulder. "If you're so confident, just kill Wrath and devour the forces of Wrath too." He pushed Envy toward Raon, telling him to try it once. "Huh? Uhuh!" Envy forcibly stopped his steps and made eye contact with Raon. "I-I could do that, but I don't particularly want to fight right now!" He looked at Raon's calm eyes, swallowed dry saliva, and stepped back again. -That damn bastard! Wrath gritted his teeth while looking at Envy. -Kill that bastard right now! This king has been disrespected! The guy swung his round fists, telling him as the vessel of Wrath to beat up Envy right now. -Or give your body to this king! I'll beat them all up! Wrath pointed at the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword floating in the air, telling him to use Demon King's Descent. 'Later.' Raon shook his head while sheathing the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword. 'Right now I feel like I'd lose even to a lowly Demonic Beast, let alone a Demon King.' He said his body had no strength left and looked around. "Haaaam..." Sloth looked at him briefly as if waking from sleep, then covered himself with a blanket and lay down again. "Chomp chomp..." Gluttony was eating some food she'd picked up somewhere, apparently thinking he would naturally win. However, her expression kept wrinkling as if it didn't taste good. 'I'd like to ask them to move, but...' Raon narrowed his eyes while looking at the battlefield that wasn't over yet. 'The Demon Kings have done their job.' What he had requested from the Demon Kings from the beginning was to block the Archangels. Everyone except Envy had played their part, so he couldn't ask for more than this. "The end..." Raon drew the Heavenly Drive again and exhaled murky breath. "We humans must finish it." When he raised his sword with trembling hands as his strength hadn't returned yet, disciplined footsteps were heard from behind. "Since humans must finish it, please rest." Burren approached leading the Light Wind Palace and bowed to Raon. He placed the hand holding his sword in front of his chest as if asking him to trust them. "We will take it from here."