The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1427 What methods exist to destroy the world? There would be a method to burn everything in this world to ash, and there would also be a method to freeze everything in this world to eternal stillness. At the moment when the continental war was about to end, two types of destruction faced each other. Gooooooo! The Demonic Dragon stopped for the first time. For the first time, the image of a demon king was captured in his crimson pupils that had only contained destruction. The Demonic Dragon of Destruction, having been resurrected after a thousand years, had not regained its reason and was in a rampage state. This was also why it reacted to the signal of destruction sent by Derus Robert, setting aside other matters and flying directly to Cameloon. For the Demonic Dragon, which destroys everything according to the destructive instincts it has had since birth, to stop in its rampage state was generally impossible. The biggest reason the Demonic Dragon of Destruction froze was not because its breath was blocked, but because the quality of the atmosphere had changed. The air that boiled endlessly just from its existence was cooling down coldly from the ground up. Slower than the moon setting and the sun rising, but also surely. The waterways that had evaporated into water vapor flowed again as liquid, then froze and stopped as ice crystals. Flowers of ice blooming between the air burning with flames made of destruction. That sight was both too beautiful and chilling. Step. The Monarch of Wrath walked forward, pushing aside the flowers bloomed from Cold Energy with his shoulder. One step, then another step. He was not in a hurry. It was a path of ice being urged. A snowfield that sparkled like silk naturally spread on the path Wrath passed through. The Monarch of Wrath stood beneath the Demonic Dragon of Destruction's wings and raised his gaze. For the first time, his blue pupils contained not anger, but the Demonic Dragon. Destruction and Wrath recognized each other and twisted up their lips. Though both were in a rampage state, they were burning with the will to fight each other. Hwaaaaaaaa! This time, the first to move was the Monarch of Wrath. Silver Frost shot up from his fingertips. The blue pupils standing at the center of the blizzard looked up at the sky and captured the Demonic Dragon with spread wings. The moment the Monarch of Wrath smiled, revealing his white teeth, the atmosphere froze. The sky that had been rippling from the heat emanating from the Demonic Dragon of Destruction's wings hardened with those curves intact. The Frost imbued with the Monarch of Wrath's sincerity didn't stop at just freezing the sky. It even froze white the lava flowing down from the Demonic Dragon's entire body, making red snow flowers fall. Fire was freezing. Kwaaaaaaaaa! The Demonic Dragon of Destruction screamed for the first time. Like the dragon fear breathed out when the primordial dragon first made this world cry, the atmosphere screamed, clouds were annihilated, and the moon was pushed back. A roar that made all creatures of this world tremble in fear. All beings of heaven and earth knelt and despaired at that terrible sound. Even the perfect snowfield the Monarch of Wrath had drawn behind him melted away in small fragments. Kuguuuuuu! The sky where the Demonic Dragon of Destruction stood froze coldly, and the earth where the Monarch of Wrath stood melted in lava. It meant they were pouring out their aura at each other while setting aside defense. The moment the Monarch of Wrath and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction turned their gazes away from each other, the collision began. The Demonic Dragon began to move first. Its massive body descended at an unrealistic speed. The frozen sky did not crack. It simply seemed like the sky itself was falling along with the Demonic Dragon. The Demonic Dragon compressed the air while folding its wings that covered the sky, and the compressed atmosphere ignited, covering its entire body in flames. A mass larger than cosmic meteors was falling. The Monarch of Wrath raised his hand again this time. He made a fist by folding his long extended fingers one by one. Blue radiance bloomed over the snow-white back of his hand that seemed to have never seen sunlight. The absolute zero Cold Energy that froze that moment created a spear through the Monarch of Wrath's fist that would pierce through meteors. Wrath King's Decisive Technique. Silver Moon Demon Fist. It was originally an ultimate technique performed with an open palm, but even in his rampaging state, Wrath had not forgotten the martial arts he had seen through Raon, and he changed the palm technique to a fist to suit the situation. Kwaaaaaaaang! The Demonic Dragon of Destruction falling as a meteor and the fist of the demon king of Wrath wrapped in absolute zero Cold Energy collided, melting the earth's surface and freezing the sky while it embraced darkness. Half of the world froze, and the remaining half burned. It seemed like half of the Continent was fighting while split apart. After the massive heat wave and Cold Energy tornadoes flowed in succession, the battlefield's appearance was revealed again. Kuuuuuuung! The Demonic Dragon of Destruction and the Monarch of Wrath stood in their original positions without anyone being injured, as if they had displayed equal Martial Prowess. Kireuk! The Demonic Dragon of Destruction opened its massive jaw while making a sound that was unclear whether it was laughter or annoyance. Red heat burned within its mouth that was deeper and darker than an abyss. Primordial flames that seemed extracted from the sun's heart poured out. Kuguuuuuuu! The heat breathed out by the Demonic Dragon of Destruction became a vivid pillar of light and fell to the ground. Color did not exist. Flames too hot to even be colored. It was beyond the temperature that could be recognized by the eye. And the earth where the Monarch of Wrath had been standing disappeared. It seemed that even the Monarch of Wrath could not block the Demonic Dragon's breath and had been annihilated. All that remained was white smoke and an endless hole leading to who knows where. The humans who had been cheering for the Monarch of Wrath despaired at that sight. It was the moment they wiped their tear-filled eyes, thinking it was all over. The figure of the Monarch of Wrath was revealed from the center of the hole where white smoke had blown away. The Monarch of Wrath was floating in the air while standing on a foothold of Cold Energy. A perfect sphere of ice walls had formed around him, and it seemed he had blocked the breath with those walls. However, if one properly examined the wall the Monarch of Wrath had wrapped around himself, one could see that he hadn't just blocked it. Hwaaaaaaak! The still remaining breath of destruction burned the ice wall, and Cold Energy rose again through the melted areas. The tips of flames turned into Frost, Frost melted in fire again, and what melted froze again. The Monarch of Wrath had achieved the cycle of Eternity to withstand the heat of the breath. The Monarch of Wrath unfolded his clenched fist as if it was now his turn. He gathered his fingers together and formed a sword finger. It was an elegant posture as if he were gripping a Noted Sword. Gooooooooo! When the Monarch of Wrath raised his sword finger and aimed at the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, the ice wall surrounding him exploded. Not from inside to outside. From outside to inside. The heat remaining in the breath and the demon king's Cold Energy mixed together, then condensed at the demon king's fingertips. The Monarch of Wrath's sword finger slowly fell. That form was exactly like the sword Raon had drawn. Raon Zieghart Style Swordsmanship. 1st Form, Frost Snap. When the extremely fast sword technique that drew two lines of cold sword strikes settled in the hands of the demon king of Wrath, it became a massive storm that unleashed hundreds of ice blades. Crackle! The Demonic Dragon of Destruction also seemed to think it couldn't be blocked with scales alone and erected a wall wrapped in flames of destruction. Kwaaaaaaaang! Once again, the power of destruction and the Authority of Wrath clashed, dyeing the entire world black. There was one more. A way for this world to be destroyed. Because when heat and Cold Energy clash and everything turns to nothingness, this world would be erased. In the pitch-black sunken darkness, destruction and Wrath clashed once more. * * * "Huh...?" Derus Robert shook his pupils as if in disbelief. "Bl, blocked it? The breath of destruction?" He twisted his jaw while frozen in the posture he had been about to leap forward. "Does this make any sense?" Derus Robert let out a hollow breath while looking at the Monarch of Wrath who had blocked the Demonic Dragon of Destruction's breath. "The Demonic Dragon is in a rampage state right now?" The Demonic Dragon of Destruction had been sealed in Zieghart's cold lands for a thousand years, so it couldn't immediately come to its senses. It was in a rampage state regardless of its own will. The Demonic Dragon was moving simply to erase this world according to destruction, the attribute it had possessed since birth. It was unbelievable that a mere demon king had blocked the breath of the rampage state, which boasted near-invincible Martial Prowess instead of reason. 'Wh-what in the world is that guy...' He had been waiting to absorb the demon king's soul when he was deleted by the breath of destruction, but when such a result occurred, honestly, it was absurd. "More importantly, how did he solve the Law of Causality?" For a being from another dimension to be active in the Human World, it must follow the concept of the Law of Causality. The Demonic Dragon had ridiculous power, but since it was originally born on this continent, there was no problem in using its absolute power of destruction. 'But that guy is different.' He shouldn't be able to move! The reason the other demon kings couldn't move even after capturing the Archangel is because of that Law of Causality. They had used up all the causality given to them, so even if they wanted to use their power, they had to remain still. That demon king should have been the same, but he didn't expect him to ignore the Law of Causality and show the Martial Prowess to block the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. 'How... Ah!' Derus Robert widened his eyes as he looked over the Monarch of Wrath facing the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. 'Is that how it happened?' He let out a small exclamation as if he finally understood. 'It was the same case as Uriel! Raon Zieghart. No, he parasitized Raon's body to ignore the Law of Causality!" Derus Robert smacked his lips as he recalled the past event when he sacrificed his own son to Uriel to ignore the Law of Causality. 'That Martial Prowess must also be because of the rampage.' He realized that the Monarch of Wrath was also in a rampage state like the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, showing near-invincible Martial Prowess. And even clapped his hands. If both were normal, the Demonic Dragon of Destruction would win, but since both were in rampage states, it seemed like an evenly matched result would occur. Still, the demon king's power would soon be broken. "Good! Very good." Derus Robert rubbed his hands together while drawing an evil smile. "I covet it even more! I'll be able to take many things today indeed!" It was when he licked his red lips with his tongue as if he truly coveted the Monarch of Wrath's Martial Prowess. Swoooosh. On the opposite side from where Derus Robert was standing, the old Swordsman whose chest had been torn stood up. "It seems many things happened while I was resting for a moment." He nodded calmly as if not flustered even when looking at the Monarch of Wrath and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction fighting while crushing heaven and earth. "Is that the friend Raon mentioned?" The old Swordsman drew a gentle smile as if pleased to see the Monarch of Wrath facing the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. "It looks evenly matched, but it will soon fall apart." He briefly smacked his lips as if the result was already visible. "If it's now...." The Golden Hair Red Eyes old Swordsman. The Destructive King of the North Glenn Zieghart drew a gentle smile and raised the blood-soaked Heavenly Tremor. "It seems I can do everything."