The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 1479 Raon narrowed his eyes as he watched Derus Robert in the footage. 'He's filled with fury.' Even though he was far enough away that Derus Robert's aura couldn't be detected, he could feel that the man was seething with rage. Kugugugugugu! Derus Robert stamped his feet repeatedly as if unable to contain his rage. The blood that had pooled on the ground surged up like a fountain from the tremors he caused, covering the darkened sky. -This king can feel it too! Wrath bared his white teeth. -A most delicious wrath is overflowing! He licked his lips at length as if wanting to taste Derus Robert's anger. 'If you say so, then it must be certain.' Wrath is the Monarch of Wrath who rules over one pillar of the Devildom. If he sensed intense anger, then it was correct that Derus Robert was now truly raging with his reason lost. 'He wasn't like that even when he was dying.' Raon narrowed his eyes. Even when he had cut down Derus Robert before, that level of anger hadn't emerged. Right now, the man was in the most enraged state of any moment Raon had ever witnessed of Derus Robert. 'However....' Raon exhaled a clouded breath. -Why is that? Wrath tilted his head as if curious about what he would say next. "Just a moment." Raon raised his hand. "Why?" Chamber widened her eyes with a candy in her mouth. "Wh-what's the matter?" Larian trembled the hand holding her blanket as if startled. "The footage we're watching now isn't being shown by them, but rather we're viewing it through our own magic, right?" Raon narrowed his eyes as if that point was important. "That's right." Evelyn nodded. "We're secretly transmitting the footage to our side so they can't detect it." She twirled her finger, saying the screen that Derus Robert had been showing to all humans on the Continent had already been turned off. "Then turn off the footage." Raon lightly bit his lip as he said to stop the transmission of the footage immediately. "You want us to turn off the footage?" "Why? This is exactly the critical moment!" Chamber tossed popcorn that had appeared from who knows where, and Evelyn spat out the popcorn she had been chewing. Both shook their heads vigorously as if absolutely refusing. "L-let's at least hear him out first...." Larian clicked her tongue briefly, saying there must be a reason. "The Derus Robert I know...." Raon furrowed his brow as he watched Derus Robert in the footage. "No matter how much he loses his reason, he doesn't just charge ahead with his horns raised like a bison." Derus Robert was the most sinister yet cold-blooded being among all existences he knew, including humans, Demons, and Angels. No matter how much fury consumed his mind, he wouldn't just stupidly charge forward. "If by any chance we're caught watching this footage, it could arouse suspicion in Derus Robert." Raon clenched his fist, saying they couldn't afford to lose the chaos they had worked so hard to create. "It could also affect the bait I placed there." He nodded, saying it seemed right to turn off the vision magic. -Su-surely not? No, wait! That fellow is more than capable of that! Wrath also narrowed his eyes as if thinking similarly. "Even without watching the footage, we'll be able to tell on our end if he enters the fake Continent." Raon looked at the magicians, requesting they turn off the footage transmission for now, since they would be able to know the outcome anyway. "W-well, that's true...." "Ugh, I wanted to watch...." Chamber and Evelyn let out low groans. "A-alright...." Larian raised her hand toward the screen as soon as she heard Raon's words. Following her gesture, the footage showing Derus Robert went dark. "Then let's wait and see." Raon nodded with his hands clasped together. "Whether Derus Robert steps into the trap we created or not." He curled the corners of his mouth upward as if looking forward to the outcome. "The result is certain!" Chamber raised her hand, saying Derus Robert would definitely enter the fake Continent. "Yes! Because Raon prepared it!" Evelyn raised her fist toward Raon, as if trusting him alone rather than the Archmages including herself. "It-it will certainly be fooled. Because the magic I created is perfect!" Larian's eyes gleamed with rising excitement. When magic came up in conversation, she seemed to gain confidence and nodded vigorously. -They have good confidence! Wrath laughed, saying he could feel the spirit from the magicians. -But what happens if Derus Robert doesn't enter the fake Continent? He licked his lips as if curious about that point. 'Of course I've prepared for that as well.' Raon wagged his finger, saying he couldn't rely on just one scheme. 'However, from Derus Robert's perspective too, it would be better to enter the fake Continent.' -Hm? Why would that be? Wrath tilted his head as if he didn't understand. 'The moment Derus Robert discerns the trap and remains in the real Continent....' Raon gripped Heavenly Drive with a razor-sharp smile. 'He'll experience pain greater than death.' * * * Splat. A cool blue wave seeps into the Robert domain, where the blood of followers who had followed Derus Robert was spread out like a red carpet. "Huuuh...." Derus Robert let out a heavy breath. He seemed to have come to his senses only after destroying the Robert domain to the point where seawater flooded in, raising his distorted eyes. "Are you alright." Kubara approached Derus Robert with quiet steps and held out a snow-white towel. "...I'm fine." Derus Robert, with a face that was anything but fine, took the towel Kubara handed him and wiped the sweat flowing down his face. As he lowered the towel from his face, his eyes that gleamed with reason had returned. However, a blue fury was quietly burning over his eyes that had always only rippled with death. "Ooooooh!" "All the wounds left by the Sword Sage have disappeared!" "God of Death!" "Derus! Derus! Derus!" Derus Robert's followers burst into cheers with both hands raised when he stood up with no wounds at all. "Hmm...." Unlike the others, Kubara noticed that Derus Robert's reason had not fully recovered and let out a low murmur. [...Much time has been delayed.] A gray-hued existence floating before the Angels spoke to Derus Robert. [Begin the war quickly.] He said to start the war right away, as if it didn't matter that countless angels had died. "That person is correct." The man in the black robe nodded. "Thanks to Raon Zieghart, our side's morale has fallen, while their side's momentum has risen to the point of taking flight. We must start the war immediately and strengthen the power of destruction that your death and the Demonic Dragon possess." He also fanned his hand as if urging them to move quickly. "What's the level of casualties?" Derus Robert looked at Kubara without answering the words of the two. "Around 420 on our side, around 280 Angels, and around 260 from Eden have died." Kubara answered without hesitation, as if she had calculated the approximate number of those who had died in the interim. "Nearly a thousand, then. Those who died in that brief moment." Derus Robert let out an incredulous laugh. He had expected Raon to chase after him and had prepared a counterattack, but the man had instead swung his full-strength sword at those right beside him. The forces gathered here were absolutely not weak, but they were not to the level of being able to stop Raon, so they had no choice but to die helplessly. 'He must have been aiming for this from the start.' Raon Zieghart must have realized he couldn't kill him now, and had clearly aimed to kill his subordinates to dampen the troops' morale before the war. 'Conversely, Zieghart and the Five Kings gained strength.' Since the situation here had been shown to all humans on the Continent, hope that they could win the war must have emerged. "Huu." Derus Robert looked at the blood that had pooled on the ground, then closed his eyes. 'I've been properly played.' Since he had been played by Raon Zieghart during the previous declaration of war, he had made thorough preparations this time to be ready for anything. But Raon Zieghart had once again usurped the role of protagonist at the moment of this second declaration of war through Martial Prowess and words that completely defied his expectations. He could even feel it himself — a flame of hope had arisen in reverse in the Continent that should have been dyed with fear and despair. 'I want to chase after him right now and break his neck, but......' Derus Robert forcefully released the strength that had entered his grip. 'Now is the time to endure.' Raon Zieghart had provoked him as if telling him to follow right now and disappeared. If he fell for that provocation and chased after him, the current damage would certainly feel like dust compared to the massive damage he would suffer. 'No, wait....' Derus Robert was about to move his hand but slightly furrowed his brow. 'Could there possibly be another purpose?' Raon Zieghart is now an existence that even the title "hope of humanity" falls short of describing. No matter how much of an escape route he had, coming here to provoke him made it seem like he was aiming for something. 'Because that's what I taught him.' When he had trained assassins, he always taught them the tactic of hiding the real scheme within a fake one. Raon was the one who knew this best, so he thought there might be something he didn't know about. "Check whether there is any magic or Magic Circle in this area that we did not set up." Derus looked at Kubara and the man in the black robe in turn as he lowered his chin. "Understood." "As commanded." Kubara nodded and closed her eyes, while the man in the black robe spread a Magic Circle of mixed light and darkness above his palm. "There is none." "There is none." Kubara and the man in the black robe shook their heads firmly, saying they sensed nothing. "Is that so." Derus Robert inhaled briefly and furrowed his brow. 'Let me check properly.' As he moved his hand, a dark crimson glow appeared in the air. The Demonic Dragon of Destruction. The aberration that burns away all power simply by existing appeared alongside white breath. Kugugugugugugugu! At the appearance of the Demonic Dragon that heralds destruction, the Angels, Eden, and the Revenants knelt and bowed their heads as if in worship. Derus Robert paid no attention to those worshipping the Demonic Dragon and looked around. Even though the Demonic Dragon's flames were spreading, nothing was happening in the surroundings. 'Has he truly prepared nothing?' It was the moment Derus Robert tilted his head and stepped one step forward. Fwaaaaaash! Hundreds of red blades surged up from beneath the cracked earth. The blades burning with blazing crimson flames enveloped Derus Robert before he could blink. The swords spun rapidly in a circle as if opening a new dimension, creating a golden radiance. "Hmph!" However, Derus Robert snorted as if he had anticipated this and swung his sword burning with death. Having fully regained his reason, he slashed his sword in one stroke and cut down every single red blade that had tried to envelop him. Fwuuush. The red swords created a brilliant golden light before being split in half. The swords faded away leaving only small Fire Seeds behind, as if lamenting that they had disappeared without fulfilling their role. "So this was it." Derus Robert twisted his lips upward. "The intention was to separate me from the Demonic Dragon of Destruction." If he and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction remained together, the Five Kings could never win this war no matter what they did. It was clear that Raon Zieghart had devised a plan to provoke him into losing his reason and then use hidden swords to separate him from the Demonic Dragon. "It was well-conceived, but...." Derus Robert slowly lowered his sword. "I knew all of it." He let out a sneer as if Raon were listening. "Hmm, they seemed like ordinary swords...." "I didn't particularly feel the flow of movement magic." The man in the black robe and Kubara narrowed their eyes, saying they only felt martial arts power from the swords that had surged from the ground. "No, there's no way Raon Zieghart left ordinary swords. It's clear he was trying to separate me and the Demonic Dragon of Destruction." Derus Robert shook his head firmly, as if paradoxically trusting his enemy Raon. "Now that I've shattered his scheme, there is no reason to hesitate any longer." It was the moment he walked forward without hesitation, saying to start the war immediately. Click. The sound of a door opening that neither Derus Robert, the Demonic Dragon of Destruction, nor anyone else present could perceive came through.