The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1430 I can do everything. Yes. I definitely felt such omnipotence. Even without aura I could tear the sky, and even without a sword I could cut through Destruction and Wrath. It seemed I could slay the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, bury the Monarch of Wrath, and even erase Derus Robert's countless souls. I was confident I could accomplish everything I wanted and everything I didn't want. However, that absolute satisfaction didn't last long. Heaven lowered invisible chains as if it wouldn't permit my existence, grabbing and pulling at my arms and legs. Heaven's words echoed in my mind. That I could no longer be in this place. That my power had exceeded the level that could be tolerated on earth. "Haah..." Glenn let out a short breath while looking at his trembling hands. 'Not yet.' He muttered toward the distant heavens that would be watching this moment. 'Even if you say I cannot be in this place...' Even if my power has exceeded the level that can be tolerated on earth. 'I cannot go yet.' Glenn lowered his eyes. There was no need to see the world. The Demonic Dragon breathing destruction, the demon king spreading frost's radiance, humans and Angels despairing at the aura of absolute beings, and even the Ghost of Eden and monsters cheering for the world's end. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel everything in this moment. He thought he had already seen the world's end with his sword, but that wasn't everything. What he had seen wasn't the world's end but the sword's end, and only now could he see the gates of the heavenly realm at the world's end. 'Since childhood...' Glenn twisted his lips while looking at the gates of the heavenly realm, invisible to the eye but vividly felt. 'It was what I so desperately wanted.' Ascension, the mythical realm where a martial artist realizes the ultimate Martial Will and leaves this earth to rise to the heavens. Those words he saw in old books during childhood had captured his heart. That was why he had cultivated centered around the three elements called heaven, earth, and human. The moment he had longed for since he was a trainee first wielding a sword until now when he was called the Sword God had come, but he couldn't fully rejoice. Glenn slowly drew in a breath. A simple inhalation became absorption. Instead of his already shattered energy center, the Mana Circuits throughout his body opened and drew in the energy of heaven and earth. Frozen dying old trees and earth dried by flames were voluntarily offering their mana. Ore veins in broken rocks sent forth light, and the murky waters of valleys flowed backward to gather as mist. All of nature in the Cameloon plains was offering everything it had accumulated over long periods to Glenn. The energies of destruction and wrath were no exception. His body, already beyond human, reduced even the power of monsters who had lived for thousands of years to his own. All who held swords felt it. Their swords that had been dropped in terror of destruction were vibrating the earth and crying out. It didn't matter what type of sword it was. Karoon's Noted Sword, Balder's Flexible Sword, Lust's old sword. All swords that existed in this world were crying while looking in the same direction. Karoon knelt. Balder standing beside him, the subdued Death Sword Spirit, and the Zieghart swordsmen also knelt. The Priests who had been praying to god, the Magicians who had given up interpreting the phenomenon, the assassins who had roamed the battlefield, and even the swordsmen of Eden and the heavenly realm knelt. It was different from when they knelt in terror at the fear painted by the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. Reverence. Even humans unrelated to swords were captured by unknowable reverence, kneeling and bowing their heads. Glenn slowly opened his eyes while feeling the world returning to its original form. He could see people bowing their heads toward him. Sword God. It was a title he had always refused as excessive, but now it seemed he could accept it. The sky opened It began with light. A single point emerged above the sky split by destruction and wrath. The light that had been as small as a needle grew larger and bloomed into deep golden radiance. However, it was different from the sun. The more one looked at it, the more peaceful and clear the heart became. It was a purifying light that cleared turbid vision and brought back forgotten memories. However, that wasn't a welcoming ceremony to bless a human who had become a god through the sword. Rather it was the opposite. It was drawing out enormous force to restrain a human who refused to ascend to heaven. "I can see it!" Derus Robert twisted his lips as if mocking. "I can see the chains of heaven descending upon you!" He wiggled his finger as if he knew everything about Glenn's situation. "You've gained absolute power, but you can't use it all!" Derus Robert giggled as if asking what he would do now. "You can only swing your sword once!" He wagged his index finger, saying that there was only one thing Glenn could do now by overcoming heaven's restraint. "..." Glenn stared at Derus Robert with quiet eyes without saying anything. "Will you kill me? Yes! You could do it. However, this world will be erased by the Demonic Dragon of Destruction." Derus Robert jutted out his chin as if he was reading all of Glenn's thoughts. "But you can't kill the Demonic Dragon of Destruction either! That's an absolutely immortal being, and I'll remain to devour everything!" He licked his lips, saying that even if the Demonic Dragon of Destruction was sealed, he would remain to devour the world. "Finally, your most precious grandson sleeps within the Monarch of Wrath. You cannot move at all! Glenn Zieghart!" Derus Robert clasped his hands together with eyes that seemed to read everything in Glenn's mind. 'Just as he says...' Glenn chuckled as he felt invisible energy falling from the open sky. 'I can't do everything.' As he was now, he could seal the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, subdue the Monarch of Wrath, and annihilate Derus Robert. However, because of heaven's restraint, it seemed he wouldn't be able to fulfill all those wishes. There was only one sword strike he could make while overcoming heaven's restraint. After that, he would leave this world. 'Then what should I do?' Glenn narrowed his eyes as he felt heaven's restraint gripping his arms and legs firmly again. 'Should I seal the Demonic Dragon of Destruction?' If he sealed the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, there was a high possibility that the Monarch of Wrath would rampage until his power was exhausted and then be devoured by Derus Robert. 'But if I kill Derus Robert, the Demonic Dragon of Destruction and the Monarch of Wrath will fight until their power is exhausted and this world will be destroyed.' It was obvious that the Demonic Dragon of Destruction would eventually devour the Monarch of Wrath and bring destruction to this world again, so this option wasn't right either. Just as Derus Robert said, no path was visible whichever way he went. It seemed like a huge rock was blocking the way. 'But I can't just stay still like this.' Heaven's restraint was getting stronger as time passed. If he dragged this out, it seemed he wouldn't be able to do even what he could. 'Raon. If you were here... Hmm!' Glenn steadied his short breath while looking at the Monarch of Wrath facing the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, then widened his eyes. "Yes. You were there." Glenn drew a gentle smile while looking at the eyes of the Monarch of Wrath where frost was blooming. 'Raon!' Actually, the most difficult task was separating Raon's sleeping soul from the Monarch of Wrath. Because the Monarch of Wrath was rampaging while in a state of enlightenment, separating Raon's sleeping soul from his spirit was not easy even for himself who had achieved ascension. However, right now Raon was awake within the Monarch of Wrath. If this was the case, he could convey his will to Raon. "No matter what you think, it's useless!" Derus Robert snorted while looking at Glenn's smile. "You cannot accomplish everything! Glenn Zieghart!" He mocked Glenn, shouting that he had ultimately failed. "I don't need to do everything." Glenn nodded calmly while trusting in Raon within the Monarch of Wrath. "What...?" Derus Robert felt Glenn's more relaxed gaze and swallowed dry saliva. "Because I have a Successor who is superior to me." Glenn lowered his chin, saying he didn't need to end everything himself. 'This will be the last sword strike of my life.' He lowered his eyes with a faint smile. In his dark mind, the time when he first held a sword came back vividly as if it were yesterday. The hard yet cold sensation of a real sword. He remembered how he liked that feeling so much that he held it in his arms even when sleeping. When he cut down an enemy in his first mission, fear of blood and elation of victory came simultaneously, and when he gained subordinates, he vowed never to fall. The times when the human called Glenn Zieghart had lived as a swordsman flowed by like a kaleidoscope. There wasn't a single moment that wasn't important, but what came deepest into his gaze was the small room in the annex building. Raon Zieghart. The moment when his grandson, who looked exactly like his daughter, first grasped his finger would never be forgotten, even in death or after ascending to heaven. Glenn Zieghart raised his sword. After tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of training sessions, this single sword strike wasn't aimed at this world. Nor was it aimed at enemies. The sword was aimed beyond the heavens, at the unknown realm called the heavenly way. Glenn's body rose into the air. Clouds descended beneath his feet and wind wrapped around his clothes, but he remained undisturbed. Even light and wind were paying respects to the new sword god. Life returned to Glenn's face again. It wasn't simply wrinkles smoothing out, but his face becoming one where time existed but wasn't a wound. It wasn't regaining youth, but seemed like the completion of aging. The higher he rose toward heaven, the more he received heaven's power, the stronger its restraint became. Now it was time to end it. "Raon. This is my final teaching to you." Glenn finally became a human standing at the center of heaven and earth and drew his sword. There was no sound. Neither the sound of the sword cutting through air nor the sound of wind being split could be heard. It wasn't that no sound was made, but because he cut something that didn't exist. When Heavenly Tremor fell, what was cut wasn't wind or air. Cause and effect. The invisible laws that bound the world were split with a single sword strike. It was the final sword of Sword God Glenn Zieghart.