The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1454 Keeeeek! Raon's mental world where ten rings rotate like clock hands. "You really are a tedious fellow." Wrath lowered his delicate fingers as if carved from glass. "Fine. I'll help you until today. However..." He continued speaking while narrowing his beautiful brow. "I'll show you that the sky is still infinitely high for you." Wrath breathed out a pure white breath, saying he would break Raon once more here. "The sky is infinitely high..." Raon looked at the sky of his mental world where the Ring of Fire rotated. "Then I'll have to cut that sky today." He drew the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword, saying he would break Wrath here and move forward. "Hmph!" Wrath raised his chin arrogantly as if telling him to try it. "No need to waste time, let's start right away." Raon thrust the Heavenly Drive and Wooden Ring Sword into the ground of the mental world. Kuuuung! The moment the two blades pierced the earth, the entire mental world vibrated. Heaven and earth shook as if a Sword Mantra was ringing, and a sun and moon similar in size to the rings rose in the sky. Raon lifted the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword within the profound radiance of the sun and moon. The two swords unleashed flames and frost with all their might, as if meeting a life-or-death enemy and burning their very existence. "You have some sense." Wrath turned his raised hand to the left. "If you had come in arrogantly, I would have frozen you whole." He thought the guy was crazy, but acknowledged he still had some sense and chuckled. "After all, my opponent is the strongest in Devildom, the Monarch of Wrath." Raon acknowledged Wrath and raised his Divine Sword and Demonic Sword. 'Truly the strongest, no less.' Wrath was strong. He usually appeared like sweet cotton candy so it was easy to forget, but he was a monarch of Devildom with such terrifying power that even the title of strongest martial prowess in Devildom seemed insufficient. Despite countless sparring sessions in the mental world, Raon had never won once. 'But...' Raon bit his lip slightly as he raised the Divine Sword up and pulled the Demonic Sword back. 'Now I have to break him.' Derus Robert and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction. The enemies he had to cut were definitely no weaker than Wrath. If he couldn't break the Monarch of Wrath here, he would never be able to put his blade to their necks. "Good look in your eyes." Wrath read Raon's gaze and elegantly curled up the corners of his mouth. "Come." He beckoned with his finger as if he would accept everything. Whoooosh! Raon's feet had already left the ground before Wrath even said to come. He advanced as if piercing through the air and swung down his Divine Sword in front of Wrath. Zzzzzzzing! Wrath blocked the flame-wreathed Divine Sword simply by raising his frost-blooming grip. Though the flames were melting the ice, the continuously surging frost kept filling that space, so the Divine Sword's blade could never reach Wrath. Whooooong! Raon wasn't flustered. 'This has always happened.' Wrath had always blocked his ultimate techniques with just thin frost wrapped around his hands. This wasn't something to panic about - figuring out how to break through came first. Chaaaang! In a split second, Raon spun his body in mid-air and brought down the Demonic Sword toward Wrath's neck. Zzzzzing! Wrath blocked the Demonic Sword's trajectory with his cold energy-wrapped grip this time as well. However, this time was different. Sizzzzzzle! The Demonic Sword's blade was breaking through the cold energy Wrath had created and pushing forward. "You have changed." Wrath narrowed his eyes as he saw this sight. "You always got blocked here too." He muttered that it was amazing while gathering his fingers. Kyaaaang! Just before his hand was cut by the Demonic Sword, Wrath established his hand blade and roughly pushed Raon away. Thwooong! Raon folded and extended his legs like springs in mid-air. He drove into Wrath faster than he had been repelled, swinging both the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword simultaneously. "Huh?" Wrath also raised one eyebrow as if surprised by Raon's offensive. "Charging like a wild boar!" He twisted his lips and spread his grip toward Raon who had approached right in front of him. Wrath King's Decisive Technique, Silver Aurora. Wrath immediately employed his ultimate technique as if to end the fight here. His grip turned pure white as cold energy that could freeze heaven and earth surged forth. Even seeing his entire field of vision being dyed with cold energy, Raon didn't retreat and fiercely slashed down with his Divine Sword and Demonic Sword just as in his initial movement. The flame sword and cold sword stretched out roughly like battle flags, splitting the explosively bursting cold energy in an instant. The Silver Aurora that had even blocked the breath that the Demonic Dragon of Destruction had poured out was split in half before it could fully unfold. "What!" Wrath's eyes widened as he saw the splitting cold energy. "That's not ordinary cold energy, that's Silver Aurora!" Raon had cut through Silver Aurora before, but this was the first time he had broken through so easily like this. 'I need to regroup for now.' Wrath clicked his tongue and retreated. No matter how much the Silver Aurora had been split, there was still remaining cold energy so Raon couldn't immediately advance either. There was time to think. 'What kind of swordsmanship did he use... Ugh!' Wrath bit his lips while thinking of a counterattack, then his jaw trembled. There was no time to deeply analyze Raon's sword right now. The monster who had cut through Silver Aurora was piercing through the cold energy with his body. "This crazy bastard really!" When Wrath raised his fingers burning with the frost of wrath, a wall of cold energy so massive it could reach the sky rose up from beneath his feet. However, that didn't even buy time. Raon cut through the wall imbued with the Authority of Wrath like tofu and continued charging toward Wrath. "Good!" Wrath rolled up his sleeves and lowered his stance. "I'll take you on as much as you want!" He clenched both hands into fists. His fingers that had been beautiful like glass crafts came together into one, forming a shape like an iron club that would never break. Wrath's fist collided with the Divine Sword, unleashing a tremendous shockwave. It was powerful enough that the swords embedded in the mental world were pulled out and scattered. "Where did you..." Raon frowned as he was roughly pushed back. For the first time, he felt flustered by Wrath's systematic fist techniques. "Learn fist techniques?" He was also skilled with fists, but it had been a long time since he used them. He couldn't understand what Wrath had seen to learn fist techniques. "From everything." Wrath lightly rotated his wrist. "I created this by incorporating everything I have seen." He curled his lips, saying that being with him hadn't just been about playing around and eating. "You're not the only one getting stronger." Wrath heavily stomped his foot as if Raon still couldn't surpass him. As if proving his words, he unleashed such tremendous Authority of Wrath that it sent shivers down one's spine. The mental world shook as if it would break apart from just the aura the demon king had drawn out. "Come." Wrath raised his chin. "With this King's Flying Snow Art, I will show you an even higher sky!" He beckoned with his hand once more, vowing to suppress Raon with the martial art he created himself, the Flying Snow Art. "No." Raon firmly shook his head. "I'll surpass you here." Even while receiving the aura that the Monarch of Wrath had drawn out in earnest, he calmly raised his sword. "You, the Monarch of Wrath." Raon shouted as if making a declaration and charged toward Wrath who had manifested an absolute presence. * * * Clang clang clang clang! As if he truly had learned fist techniques through everything, Wrath blocked all of Raon's mystical swordsmanship with his two fists and even delivered deadly counterattacks. Of course there were times when openings appeared, but he filled those gaps with experience gained through countless battles. Raon and Wrath endlessly clashed sword and fist at close range. However, this wasn't just a simple collision or fight. Both were using incomplete techniques while perfecting their respective martial arts. 'The demon king position...' Raon let out a hollow laugh as he pushed away Wrath's fist. 'He didn't just take it with power alone.' Previously, Wrath had always dealt with him using intense Cold Energy, so he had openings in close combat. But now, having created the Flying Snow Art, he was displaying flawless Martial Prowess, as if his openings had completely vanished. Kuuuuung! Raon was pushed back five steps by Wrath's fist strike and let out a labored breath. "You must be confused." Wrath shook his fist from which cold energy was blooming while looking at Raon. "You couldn't have known I would focus this much on martial arts." He twisted his lips as if he could see all of Raon's thoughts. "But I hate losing more than dying!" Wrath shook his head, saying he had no intention of easily losing even if it was to Raon. "I'm glad. That you've become stronger." Raon calmly smiled and nodded. "You're smiling?" Wrath frowned as he looked at such a Raon. "Don't you understand? You can't beat me!" He snorted, asking if Raon had finally gone crazy. "That's not it." Raon shook his head while looking at the dying flames of the Divine Sword and frost of the Demonic Sword. "It only has meaning to break you when you're at your best." Saying he hadn't given up on winning yet, he took a step toward Wrath. "Hmph!" Wrath charged toward the calm Raon. "Stop putting on airs!" He raised dense frost above his fist, saying he would end it here. "I'll use it from now on." Raon exhaled the breath he had been holding. "The Heaven-Slaying Sword." He said that the real Heaven-Slaying Sword started now as he raised the Divine Sword. "What...?" Wrath's eyes widened in surprise. "What nonsense! What you've been using until now is the Heaven-Slaying Sword!" He wrinkled his nose, saying he knew perfectly well that the sword Raon had been using was the Heaven-Slaying Sword. "It seems my growth has surprised you so much that you're spouting nonsense!" Wrath looked down at Raon and shook his head. "Fine! For your crazy sake, I'll end it here!" He took a heavy step and thrust out his fist burning with the Authority of Wrath. Flying Snow Art's ultimate technique, Storm Break. As soon as Wrath extended his fist, the energy that started from his shoulder flowed to his fingertips and caused a tremendous explosion. Power exceeding Silver Aurora burst forth ahead, making it seem as if everything about Raon would be dyed with cold energy. "Right. It's the Heaven-Slaying Sword. However..." Raon took another step into the pouring cold energy and raised the Divine Sword, which now had almost no flames left. "That was a sword without the will to cut. And this..." He slashed down gracefully like drawing a picture with the Divine Sword that burned red, filled with the will to cut. Zzzzzzzing! The moment the red Divine Sword fell, Wrath's ultimate technique Storm Break that was destroying the mental world was torn in half. No, that wasn't all. A red line was drawn across the neck of Wrath who had been extending his fist from behind. "You..." Wrath lowered his gaze as if he couldn't believe he had been defeated, his pale lips trembling. "This is how you slay the heavens." As Raon lowered his sword, the head of the Monarch of Wrath fell. Swoooooosh!