The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1419 "Haaaa..." Raon exhaled heavily as if coughing up blood while looking at the black earth. 'Something's strange.' The air feels heavy. The place he was standing now wasn't reality, but Darkan's Mental World. Since it was a world woven by his sword where he should be able to perform at his best as a Martial Artist, but strangely his breathing was blocked. Both his body and mind felt as if they were being crushed by something. "Let me reintroduce myself. Welcome to my Soul Sword." Darkan smiled confidently as if he could now kill Derus Robert. Glenn and the Heavenly Demon also widened their eyes as if feeling their bodies and minds had recovered. "It's not perfect, but not bad either." The Heavenly Demon clenched his fist as if he could fight properly with this much. "There are still wounds to the soul, but I should be able to manage." Glenn also raised his Heavenly Tremor, saying he needed to settle things with Derus Robert. Hwaaaaa. The sight of the Heavenly Demon with clenched fist, Glenn raising his Heavenly Tremor, and Darkan raising his hand in thanks for reviving his Soul Sword appeared blurry like a watercolor painting filled with moisture. "You seem to have forgotten in your joy of recovering your Soul Sword. Who broke that Soul Sword." Derus Robert let out a mocking laugh while releasing countless souls. It seemed like he was trying to shatter Darkan's Soul Sword like before. But this time, Darkan wasn't alone in this world. Kuguuuuuuu! The Heavenly Demon struck down with Heavenly Strikes like a meteor shower to prevent Derus Robert's souls from exerting their power. His fist burning with Fighting Spirit pressed down on Derus Robert's souls while containing powerful willpower. Gooooooooo! The moment Derus Robert was bleeding from the Heavenly Demon's overwhelming Heavenly Strike and tried to defend, Glenn put down his Heavenly Tremor and drew the sword of his soul. Feeling the chillingly cold aura of the Soul Sword enough to make his spine tingle, he felt a strange sense of unease. 'Darkan's Mental World. And the Soul Sword...' Raon gulped dry saliva while scanning Derus Robert's eyes that saw Glenn's Soul Sword. 'How could that bastard not know about this?' Derus Robert was the most sinister and calculating human he knew. It was strange that such a meticulous monster that even demon kings or Archangels couldn't match hadn't predicted the current situation. "Ah..." Raon recalled Derus Robert's past and remembered the conversation they had just before. [Unfortunately, I missed that part. I didn't know you had met with Azazel.] Derus Robert, who communicated directly with Uriel, couldn't possibly not know that he had met with Azazel. He had just pretended not to know that information from the beginning, and he must have known that Darkan's Soul Sword had been revived. 'Derus Robert deliberately lured Darkan's Soul Sword!' To come to this place! It didn't make sense for him to be forcibly dragged into a situation where Glenn and the Heavenly Demon, whom he had personally injured, would recover and fight four against one. It clearly meant he was targeting something. "W-wait!" Raon urgently reached out his hand, but it was already too late. The sword of heart forged from Glenn's life silently extended toward Derus Robert's soul. Srrrrrrr! It was the moment when Glenn's Soul Sword was about to cut Derus Robert's soul. "I was waiting for this moment." Derus Robert's eyes gradually narrowed. The corners of his eyes rose while his wickedly rippling pupils curved like a crescent moon beneath the cast shadow. One side of his lips slowly curled up in silent laughter. It was a smile of conviction that everything was moving in the palm of his hand. "Mirror Soul." As Derus Robert chanted Mirror Soul, sinister death surged from the wound he had carved in his chest. The pitch-black death aura seeped into the silver sword, dyeing the blade with transparent light. Glenn's face, pouring out his Soul Sword, was reflected in the blade that sparkled like a well-polished mirror. Kyaaaaaaaang! At that moment, a tremendous sound like breaking glass rang out as Glenn and the Heavenly Demon vomited black blood, and Darkan screamed and collapsed. Kuguuuuuuuu! As Darkan suffered a shock that made him lose consciousness, his Mental World manifested through his Soul Sword collapsed, and Cameloon's sky was revealed once again. The darkly sunken sky was darker than night, as if depicting the current situation. "Th-this is..." Darkan spat out black blood clots while lifting his trembling jaw. "Glenn's..." Though he hadn't suffered physical wounds, he seemed to feel more severe pain than ever before and put down his dark sword from his hand. "Haaaaa..." The Heavenly Demon was barely standing, but he too seemed unable to fully absorb the shock as he trembled with the hand that had been clenching his fist and gritted his teeth. "The Soul Sword..." Glenn exhaled thin breaths with an even more pale complexion. "Did he reflect it?" He gritted his teeth while looking at Derus Robert standing unharmed before his eyes. "That's right." Derus Robert nodded while smiling faintly. "Mirror Soul is a mirror made from souls. I reflected your Soul Sword in the mirror and returned it to you." He said he had forged souls to create a mirror that could reflect Soul Swords as he held his sword of transparent light forward. 'Mirror Soul...' Raon swallowed dry saliva while looking at the sinister aura reflected in Derus Robert's blade. 'So that was the source of the unease.' He thought Derus Robert was targeting something, but he never imagined it would be the Soul Sword. Glenn's Soul Sword was an absolute weapon that no one could block. That bastard seemed to have made a plan to reflect it by creating a mirror from souls because he wasn't confident he could definitely defeat Glenn's Soul Sword even with his enhanced Martial Prowess. "You!" Raon glared at Derus Robert while grinding his teeth. "You were targeting the Soul Sword from the beginning!" "Of course." Derus Robert nodded while speaking differently than when addressing others. "Didn't I tell you? In assassination, there's no factor more important than information about the target." He smiled faintly, saying he had planned while anticipating both Darkan's Soul Sword and Glenn's Soul Sword. "It's been a while since I deceived you too, so it was interesting." Derus Robert mockingly tapped his own forehead with his finger while looking at Raon. "Damn it!" Raon struck the ground with his fist. 'If only I had realized a little sooner!' He knew the human called Derus Robert better than anyone, yet he resented himself for not being able to respond. It seemed like an anger deeper than when he killed Uriel was spreading throughout his entire body. -What bullshit are you spouting! Wrath frowned and struck his own head. -We only found out that damned bastard was alive just now, what preparation could we have made! He told him to stop talking nonsense and tapped his own head once more. -Without you, humanity would have been destroyed by the Archangel before this war even began! Wrath bit his lips while genuinely acknowledging Raon. -If you have any sense, hurry up and treat that old man! 'Ah...' After slapping his own cheek, Raon tried to use Divinity Born from Darkness on Glenn, but he had already poured it all into the lower abdominal wound so there was nothing left. Moreover, Glenn's current injury was to his soul, not his body, so even if Holy Power had remained, it would have been meaningless. "Grandfather! If we go that way, we should be able to heal your injuries!" Raon tried to support Glenn and run toward the direction of the Holy Kingdom of Suphren, but couldn't get out because of the transparent wall. Chaaaaang! He tried to break the transparent wall with his Heavenly Drive, but he couldn't cut it because his aura was almost completely exhausted. "Krrrrk!" When Raon tried to break the wall by putting the anger boiling up from his chest into his sword, a wrinkled hand came up to his face. "It's alright..." Glenn stroked his cheek while shaking his head. "We must end it here..." He said now was not the time to retreat while straightening his bent waist. "G-grandfather?" Raon trembled his jaw while looking at Glenn's transparent gaze. He began to look blurry as if he would disappear like foam at any moment. 'Something is...' Raon clutched his chest that felt stuffed and frustrated. Every time he saw Glenn's blurry expression and Derus Robert's sneer, the anger spreading through his soul and body began to boil like crazy. -Calm your anger! Wrath bit his lips while holding his hand. -With your current state, anger that's hard to handle is running wild! It's almost at this king's level! He shook his head, saying that he might descend against his own will. -Didn't I keep telling you! If this king is forcibly dragged by your anger, I'll lose my reason and go berserk! Do you really want to see everything end! 'I-I know.' Raon exhaled murky breath while nodding with difficulty. Hearing Wrath's words, the rampaging anger subsided a little. "Whoo..." Glenn sighed while lifting his head. "Indeed, the easy path is not the good path." He bit his lips deeply as if he had thought wrongly. "I understand." Derus Robert drew a gentle smile while stroking his chin. "I would have done the same." He narrowed his eyes, saying he understood that Glenn had made such a choice. "Still, it's a pity." Derus Robert clicked his tongue while looking at the Heavenly Demon and Glenn who were still standing. "If Raon hadn't warned them, I would be the only one standing in this place right now." He chuckled, saying that everyone was alive now because Glenn heard Raon's warning and pulled back the power of his Soul Sword. "A child much wiser than me." Glenn calmly accepted Derus Robert's praise while stroking the shoulder of Raon standing beside him. "That's why I want to give this child a future." He raised his Heavenly Tremor with noble bearing as if it wasn't over yet. "Do you think you can?" Derus Robert let out a sneer as if it was absurd. "That fool is finished now, the peak of the Continent is also broken..." He twirled his finger while looking at the collapsed Darkan and the heavily breathing Heavenly Demon. "Even the sword of soul you're so proud of is broken, isn't it?" Derus Robert shrugged his shoulders as if nothing could be done now. "A broken sword just needs to be reattached." Glenn looked affectionately at his Heavenly Tremor with its still smooth blade gleaming. "And thanks to you, I was able to gain a deeper understanding of the Soul Sword." He drew a gentle smile as if feeling a new enlightenment of Martial Will. "What...?" Derus Robert's face hardened for the first time. Feeling that Glenn was serious, he shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead. Gooooooo! Over Glenn's Heavenly Tremor raised toward the sky, a gentle red radiance burned as if his soul was overlapping with it. "Watch carefully." He left quiet words to Raon while aiming his newly forged Soul Sword at Derus Robert. "Very well. I'll take it on however much you bring." Derus Robert arrogantly nodded as if he would reflect Glenn's Soul Sword once again. His sword was dyed with transparent light once more, containing the power of Mirror Soul. Srrrrrrr. Glenn slowly closed his eyes then opened them while drawing down his Heavenly Tremor. That sight was both magnificent and beautiful, like a master craftsman drawing with a single brush. Kyaaaaaaaang! The moment Derus Robert raised his transparent sword to receive Glenn's strike, the Mirror Soul aura dwelling in his blade shattered. "What the!" He bulged the blood vessels in his eyes while watching the Mirror Soul aura scatter like glass fragments, as if he had never imagined that Mirror Soul could be broken. "A sword is just a sword." Glenn drew a faint smile while slashing down with his Heavenly Tremor that had no aura flowing through it. Following the nobly falling blade of the Heavenly Tremor, Derus Robert's chest split deeply as red blood and pitch-black souls burst forth. Peoeoeoeoeoek!