The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1418 Kuguuuuuuuuu! The Heavenly Demon's sword-red Heavenly Strike falls while creating a terrifying storm of Fighting Spirit. He aimed only at Derus Robert with power enough to destroy the earth and more. Uuuuuuuung! Darkan also stabbed his dark sword toward Derus Robert's heart. Red aura blazed over the pitch-black forged blade, emitting brilliant radiance. "…." Glenn didn't step forward. He held Raon's hand while intently watching Derus Robert receiving attacks from the Heavenly Demon and Darkan. It seemed like he couldn't move due to serious injuries, but it also seemed like he was waiting for an opportunity. "Hmm." Derus Robert calmly stroked his chin while watching the Heavenly Demon's Heavenly Strike and Darkan's sword strike falling toward him. He didn't erase his leisurely smile as if evaluating the swords of the Heavenly Demon and Darkan who had reached the Absolute realm. "Not bad." Derus Robert extended his hand, saying that fighting against the likes of the Heavenly Demon and Darkan wouldn't be boring. Huuuuuuuk! His fingers, more delicate than a woman's, gathered into a single line like a sword, then drew a pitch-black slash. Jjeoeoeoeoeoek! The sword path drawn by Derus Robert's hand extended between the Heavenly Demon's fist and Darkan's sword, perfectly splitting the offensive of the two Absolute beings. "Hah...?" The Heavenly Demon widened his eyes as if he couldn't believe that his Heavenly Strike had been split. "Cr-crazy..." Darkan also gulped dry saliva, seemingly shocked by the power carried in Derus Robert's slash. "Regrettable." Derus Robert lowered his hand where death aura was smoldering while letting out a faint smile. "If you hadn't been injured, it would have been a good match." He briefly clicked his tongue while looking at the Heavenly Demon and Darkan as if it was regrettable. "This crazy bastard!" Darkan glared at Derus Robert while grinding his teeth. "You ruined our match!" He screamed in rage, asking how he could be so shameless. "Our match, you say." Derus Robert looked down at Darkan while waving his finger. "You interfered in the match between the Heavenly Demon and the Destructive King of the North. Thanks to that..." His pupils curved like a crescent moon laid on its side. "A very good opportunity came to me as well." Derus Robert said he was grateful once again while placing his hand on his chest and bowing his head. "Grrrrr..." Darkan also felt that the Heavenly Demon and Glenn had fallen victim to Derus's surprise attack because of him, so he couldn't contain his anger and trembled all over. "I'll kill you! As you said, everything is my responsibility, so I'll kill you and then die myself!" He charged at Derus Robert while screaming as if he had lost his reason. "Huhu." Derus Robert was drawing a smile thick with Killing Intent while watching Darkan charge at him with his guard down. Huuuuuuung! The moment Darkan was about to swing his sword at Derus Robert, a leaf-shaped sword fell in front of him. "This is..." Darkan sensed who had stopped him and turned around. "If you go in like that, you'll die instantly." Raon exhaled turbid breath while shaking his head. "Right now, you need to calm your excitement." The words about calming excitement weren't directed only at Darkan. They were also directed at himself, as unbearable anger continued to boil within him. "Umm..." Darkan seemed to read the emotions of Raon, with whom he had built a relationship through multiple meetings, and bit his lips while stepping back. "Good observation." Derus Robert looked at Darkan and Raon behind him in turn while lightly clapping his hands. "A Martial Artist must maintain reason at all times. Only then can they seize even the smallest opportunity." He nodded, saying he had given good advice to Darkan. "You're very relaxed." Raon chewed his lips roughly. "If someone who didn't know saw this, they'd think you came for tea." He frowned while looking at Derus who hadn't even drawn his sword. "I can't help but be relaxed." Derus Robert nodded while spreading both arms. "The two Absolute beings who could stop me have become broken toys..." He curled up his lips while looking at the Heavenly Demon with his severed arm and Glenn with his torn lower abdomen. "The demon kings have exhausted all their Law of Causality in the fight against the Archangel and can no longer move..." Derus Robert arrogantly tilted his chin while looking down at the earthbound demon kings glaring at him. "The only intact ones are just halfwits." He drew a fresh smile that didn't match his words while looking at Darkan and Raon. As if he had returned to the days when he was called the Sky Sword Saint. "It seems you've already forgotten that you were almost killed by that half-wit?" Raon snorted at Derus Robert. "This time, I'll tear your body and soul to shreds so you can never come back to life." He thundered that he would absolutely kill him here while drawing Heavenly Drive and raising the brilliantly blue-glowing Wooden Ring Sword behind his back. "Isn't it rather you who has forgotten?" Derus Robert calmly waved his hand. "Didn't I teach you? Never let your guard down until you've definitely severed your opponent's neck." He laughed provokingly, saying it was no different from Raon sparing his life. "You..." Raon bit his lips so deeply that blood flowed. Just looking at Derus made him feel like the Authority of Wrath was explosively boiling. He had exhausted almost all of his Authority fighting the Archangel Uriel, so he didn't know where this enormous anger was coming from. "What would you do if you fall for his provocation?" Glenn smiled faintly while gripping Raon's hand tighter. "You've done everything you needed to do." He shook his head, saying he too thought Derus was dead. -Nadine bread old man's words are right! Wrath nodded vigorously. -This King also felt that bastard's death! It's not your fault! He smacked Raon's back, telling him not to fall for Derus's provocation and to stay calm. "I understand..." Raon steadied his rough breathing while relaxing the strength in his hand holding Heavenly Drive. He wanted to focus only on Derus, but his gaze automatically went to Glenn's wounds that still hadn't healed. 'I need to end this quickly.' The reason he kept losing his reason was because of Glenn. No matter how much of an Absolute Glenn was, he couldn't be fine after receiving wounds embedded with death aura. He had to end this fight as quickly as possible and request help from the Saintess. "Now..." When Derus Robert extended his hand into the air, a black dimension opened and a longsword bearing a cool light floated up. "Please come." He drew a cold smile while grasping the sword that flickered silver like his own hair. "Losers of the era." Derus Robert arrogantly tilted his chin as if he had already won. "I'll kill you!" Darkan ground his teeth while kicking the air. He burst into a roar as if he couldn't bear everyone being called losers because of him, and thrust down his dark sword. "Darkan!" Raon reached out his hand to tell Darkan to calm down. "It's fine." Glenn shook his head as if the current Darkan was fine. "Let's watch." He raised his calm gaze as if to trust and watched Darkan charging at Derus Robert. Kyaaaaaaang! Derus Robert blocked Darkan's charge containing his full power by simply lifting his sword lightly. Jjijijijik! No, it was more than that. Derus's sword began cutting through Darkan's dark sword like soft tofu. "Didn't you say you wanted to die with your sword? I'll grant that wish." Derus Robert was about to put strength into his fingers, saying he would cut both the dark sword and Darkan simultaneously. "Do you remember?" Darkan smiled while baring his white teeth. "The world of mine that you stole!" He said let's clash again while extending his left hand to grasp Derus Robert's silver sword. Jjijijijik! It was the moment when the blood flowing from Darkan's torn hand seeped into Derus Robert's sword. Kwaaaaaa! Magnificent light burst out from between Darkan's dark sword and Derus Robert's sword, covering heaven and earth. Hwaaaaaaa! Raon couldn't endure the brilliant radiance and struggled to close his eyes before opening them again. "This place is..." He opened his mouth wide seeing himself and Glenn, who had been floating in Cameloon's sky, now standing on pitch-black ground. "Let me reintroduce myself." Darkan flashed his restored eyes while drawing a white smile. "Welcome to entering my Soul Sword!" He tilted his chin toward Derus Robert who was clashing swords with him. "Huh..." Derus Robert let out an exclamation for the first time since his appearance. "Have you recovered your Soul Sword?" He narrowed his eyes while looking around as if he hadn't expected this at all. "Yes. The sword you stole from me..." Darkan turned to look at Raon with clearly shining eyes while nodding. "That kid brought it back to life." He lifted his dark sword with its blade solidly sharpened again, saying he was able to recover his Soul Sword thanks to Raon. "In this world, all injuries disappear!" Darkan grinned while flashing his two pupils that had found their place. "It means all the wounds you inflicted on us become meaningless!" He clicked his tongue, saying that this Soul Sword was made solely for fighting, so injuries from reality are erased. As Darkan said, the Heavenly Demon's right shoulder once again had an arm with rock-like muscles attached, and Glenn's lower abdominal wound was also completely erased. However, the expressions of the two did not look so great. "I'll finish you here!" Darkan struck down his dark sword exploding with red aura, saying let's fight properly. Jjeoeoeoeoeoeng! Derus Robert blocked Darkan's slash that poured down as if to crush his head by holding his sword diagonally. "You seem to have forgotten in your joy of recovering your Soul Sword...Who broke that Soul Sword." As Derus Robert pushed away Darkan's sword while letting out an eerie smile, massive souls writhing in black began rising behind him. Kuguuuuuuuuuu! The souls mixed with black and white opened their demon-like maws as if they would devour Darkan's Soul Sword once again. However, the black earth where Darkan stood was solid as if it wasn't affected by Derus Robert's souls at all, unlike before. "This land is my sword." Darkan grinned while stamping his foot on the black earth. "It's not like before where I gathered other people's swords, but my land made with my own sword! It won't break as easily as before!" He let out a scoff, asking if he thought he'd fall to the same attack. "Even so..." Derus Robert was about to bring out more souls while narrowing his nose bridge. Uuuuuuuuung! A meteor larger than the sun falls from the sky. No, that wasn't a meteor, but a Heavenly Strike created by the Heavenly Demon with Fighting Spirit. Kuguuuuuuuuuu! The Heavenly Demon struck Derus's souls with his fist imbued with Fighting Spirit and willpower to prevent Darkan's Mental Image from collapsing. "I'll crush your souls!" Since the Heavenly Demon's Heavenly Strike was imbued with the Authority of Pride and the will of supremacy, even Derus Robert's souls couldn't endure and crumpled like crumpled paper. "Kuk!" Derus Robert also seemed to feel the shock that the released souls suffered, vomiting blood from his mouth while bending his waist. Hwaaaaaaa! The moment he raised his silver sword to cut down the Heavenly Demon's Heavenly Strike, noble light surged from the end of the mental world. Srrrrrrrk! Glenn Zieghart. The swordsman who abandoned supremacy and chose a human life drew the sword of his soul. He split Derus Robert's massive soul writhing with malice using his Soul Sword forged from a Martial Artist's life. Chwaaaaaak!