The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1444 "Ha!" Darkan rotated his dark sword to block the fierce sword strike that Raon had unleashed. Claaaaaang! When the dark sword and Heavenly Drive collided, the aura of Raon and Darkan dwelling within the two swords spread out in all directions. It looked as if red lightning had covered the entire world. Whoooooosh! Raon broke through the violently spreading aura with his sturdy body that had transcended human limits and charged at Darkan once again. "While I haven't seen you..." Darkan smiled, showing his white teeth. "You've become quite the beast! Raon Zieghart!" He swung his dark sword with Raon's flames clinging to it as if finding it amusing. "I was always like this." Raon struck down with Heavenly Drive. Instead of blocking the dark sword rushing toward him first, he poured terrifying aura into it as if he would attack in reverse. Kuwaaaaaaaang! Heavenly Drive and the dark sword clashed once again, causing the Holy Sword Alliance's Holy Ground to shake greatly. Those with low achievements staggered and fell from vibrations more intense than a stormy sea. Raon and Darkan engaged in a contest of strength with their swords crossed while looking into each other's eyes. Deep smiles were drawn on both their lips. "How amusing!" Darkan nodded his chin while looking at Raon. "Even though I have no eyes, I can see your expression!" He twisted up the corners of his mouth, saying it seemed like he could see that Raon was smiling just like him. "I know." Raon put strength into the grip holding Heavenly Drive. "I can see your eyes too." He chuckled saying he could feel Darkan's non-existent eyes. "Now that we've greeted each other..." Raon took a short breath. "Let's get serious." As soon as he finished saying he would fight properly, intense flames erupted from the Heavenly Drive and pushed back Darkan's dark sword. Whoooosh! Raon extended his left foot forward. He sent the heat of Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation surging from his energy center to his fingertips while simultaneously containing the rotation that started from his toes in his wrist. Whoooooosh! Red flames spun elegantly along Heavenly Drive's blade and fell toward Darkan's waist. "Kugh!" Darkan let out an exclamation as if surprised. "You're striking the one and only opening!" He stepped his left foot back and raised his dark sword to deflect the terrifyingly flying Heavenly Drive. Claaaaaang! Darkan's dark sword shook as if it would break from the tremendous impact created by Heavenly Drive. "Ha..." Darkan clicked his tongue briefly as if it wasn't easy to block. In contrast, Raon stepped on Supreme Harmony Steps without delay as if he didn't even feel the recoil, and thrust Heavenly Drive forward. His posture from preparing the sword to extending it flowed like water. Truly lightning. An extremely fast sword strike dug into Darkan's neck. "Ha." Darkan let out a short breath and twisted his dark sword diagonally. He barely blocked Raon's thrust that rushed in like lightning and bit his lip. "Damn fast... Kheup!" Darkan gasped and tried to step back, but Raon approached even faster and swung his sword as if he wouldn't give him that chance. Raon's sword, whether it moved fast or slow, was always already there in front of Darkan first. "What, what is this..." Darkan felt a chill from Raon's sword path, cold as if wrapped in ice. 'It's not simply fast.' Raon's sword wasn't just all about speed. If it was swordsmanship focused only on speed, he could have reversed it anytime and delivered a fatal counterattack. But now, no such opportunity arose. 'The position of the sword...' Raon placed his sword first in the most appropriate position during the fight. That's why whether he extended his sword first, slowly, or strongly, Darkan couldn't gain the upper hand. Chess masters are said to be able to know the positions where they can claim victory even without making many moves. Now Raon seemed to be reading the flow of battle that could overcome the confrontation state to an even greater degree. 'And the heaviness of the sword isn't normal either.' Raon's sword wasn't just fast and accurate, but also contained a weight that felt like it could break his arm. It was hard to find any shortcomings. 'Is it instinctive?' No, that's not it. He had fought Raon directly before and had seen him fight others many more times, but this was the first time he felt such perfection. "You..." Darkan gasped as he blocked Raon's sword that was rushing at him terrifyingly. "What the hell did you do?" He trembled his jaw asking how he had gotten this strong so quickly. "It's not a change significant enough to call it 'doing something'. Just..." Raon shook his head while dropping a sharp slash onto Darkan's head. "I just tried to contain more things in my sword." He said it wasn't that remarkable while consecutively unleashing sword techniques that could only be described as remarkable. Claaaang! Darkan stepped backwards, leaving heavy footprints on the ground under Raon's terrifying offensive. Not only the distance, but even the position where he could gain the upper hand was lost, so he had no choice but to be helplessly pushed back. "How interesting!" Darkan wiped the sweat flowing down his forehead with the back of his hand and clicked his tongue. "Because I have a new wall to overcome!" He shouted that he would break the wall called Raon right now and drew up his aura to the extreme. "Sorry, but you won't be able to overcome it. I am the one you definitely can't surpass..." Raon moved toward Darkan, who was roaring, and thrust his sword burning with red lightning. "Because I'm Glenn Zieghart's grandson." * * * "What, what is this...?" Krein blinked his eyes in a daze. "It's not just holding his own, he's completely overwhelming him!" He gasped as if he couldn't even imagine Raon crushing Darkan with pure swordsmanship. "Y-yeah." Dorian swallowed his dry saliva. "He, he became incredibly strong in just a few days..." He also nodded his trembling jaw as if he couldn't believe Raon's growth. "I told you! Raon would win!" Martha raised her hand saying it was an obvious result. "Though I didn't expect him to overwhelm to that extent." She narrowed her eyes saying she was curious about what had happened to Raon. "It's just..." Runaan continued speaking while blinking vacantly. "He's strong..." She lowered her chin saying it wasn't that he did something, but that Raon was strong from the beginning. "As expected..." Burren swept up his hair that had fallen on his forehead and let out a hollow laugh. "There was no point in worrying." He shook his head saying he had thought Raon would win after being pushed back. "There are many things contained in the head of house's sword." Karoon let out a low breath. "The sword has no choice but to be heavy." He placed his hand on his sword as if there was something he felt from sparring directly with Raon. "Many things...?" Burren gazed intently at Raon's sword crushing Darkan as if he wanted to see the same thing as Karoon. "I told you!" Balder stamped his feet and laughed heartily. "My nephew... no, the head of house doesn't lose!" He raised his fist saying the head of house of Zieghart always wins. "To think Darkan would make such an expression..." Lawrence let out a hollow laugh while looking at Darkan's distorted face. "That Raon kid has become a complete monster while I haven't seen him." He slightly narrowed his brow saying his current self probably wouldn't even be a match. "You must be pleased." Lawrence twisted up the corners of his mouth toward Rector standing beside him. "I'm pleased. But also not pleased." Rector let out a turbid breath. "Right now, Raon is containing the weight of a leader in his sword. That's why it has become a sword that is heavy yet unwavering." He closed his eyes and opened them as if he could feel the reason Raon became strong. "I wanted that child to live a bit more freely. Maybe later..." "It seems you don't need to worry about that." Lawrence nudged Rector with his elbow. "Look at that face." He pointed at Raon, who was smiling while fighting Darkan. "Anyone can see that's a happy expression." * * * 'It's enjoyable.' Raon curled up his lips and struck down with Heavenly Drive toward Darkan's neck. Claaaaaang! Darkan barely managed to block, but was once again pushed back a step by the sword's speed and power. He thrust his dark sword faster with his brow furrowed as if he couldn't understand. 'I can see and feel it.' Thanks to consecutive sparring with Wrath, it feels like his senses have reached the realm of extremes, and he can feel where to send Heavenly Drive and at what angle to swing it to gain the upper hand in confrontation with Darkan. 'Moreover...' Raon nodded as he watched Heavenly Drive move freely like his own arm. 'There was also a change in Ten Thousand Swords.' His previous self, even while walking the path of Ten Thousand Swords, realized the lack of capacity that could be contained in a single sword technique, and unleashed swordsmanship containing only a few principles. But now it's different. Having reached a realm beyond the absolute, he had plenty of room to spare even while containing more principles and achievements in his sword than before. Thanks to that, he could maintain the upper hand regardless of what Darkan did. "Haah..." Darkan gasped and bent his waist. "I never thought I would feel such frustration when facing a swordsman." He bit his lip saying he felt not joy but stuffy frustration when fighting a swordsman who had reached a higher realm. "But a different kind of thrill is arising." Darkan grasped his dark sword with both hands and raised it above his head. "If I break you, I too will be able to reach that realm!" He said he would crush Raon who was overwhelming him with his sword and drew up aura over his dark sword. "Ten Thousand Demon Sword Style, Ultimate." Darkan grasped the dark sword with both hands and raised it to his chest like a knight. Behind his back, the forms of countless swordsmen bloomed, and hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of sword paths spread out and covered the earth. "Sword Punishment!" Darkan, as if gaining new enlightenment from fighting Glenn and the Heavenly Demon, gathered tens of thousands of sword shadows into one and raised a single sword dyed black. Along with a flash of darkness that seemed to absorb all the light in the world, the blade of the Dark Night Sword God shot toward Raon's neck. There was no sound at all. The moment the dark sword moved forward, its blade was already touching Raon's neck. It was an ultimate technique that broke through Raon's swordsmanship that dominated space. Raon wasn't flustered even when he saw Darkan's ultimate Sword Punishment. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised Heavenly Drive in the instant moment when Darkan's dark sword touched his neck. "Sword Domain." As Raon's sword rose, the lights that Sword Punishment had devoured bloomed again and began to seep into Heavenly Drive. "Heaven's Rift." Drawing Heaven's Rift, he recalled the final sword of the First Patriarch of Zieghart and Glenn. An absolute sword that splits even the concepts of this world. Drawing that ultimate realm, he struck down with Heavenly Drive. A brilliant and magnificent light bloomed above Heavenly Drive. A light sword imbued with the will to return warmth to the world that had been dyed in darkness pushed back the darkness and soared toward the endless sky. The moment the noble light of Heaven's Rift touched the sky. Darkan's dark sword broke.