The Reincarnated Assassin Is a Genius Swordsman

Chapter 770 "What the hell is going on here? What's all this nonsense about?" Krein clutched his head, unable to comprehend the chaotic situation. "It's hard to believe, but it seems the Severing Sword and the Green King are the Division Leader's father and older sister..." Dorian's hands trembled as he watched the Severing Sword and the Green King emitting fierce Fighting Spirit. "Raon..." Burren bit his lip as he watched Raon drive back the Twin-Headed Demon. 'You don't stop even in a situation like this, do you?' If he were in that situation, he would have been mentally broken like Sylvia, unable to do anything. But Raon didn't fall into anger or despair. Instead, he quickly assessed the situation and thought of ways to save his father and sister. It was a level of calmness and determination that inspired respect. 'I want to help, but my role is already set.' The Light Wind division's role was to firmly defend this wall so that Raon could focus solely on his fight with the Twin-Headed Demon. "Light Wind division! Our battle isn't over yet! Focus on defending the castle!" Burren issued orders to the dazed Light Wind division while cutting down the Orcs climbing over the collapsed wall. "I know!" Martha nodded as she cut down five Red Demons at once. She bit her lip while glancing at Raon's back. 'That monster of a kid...' Raon had advised her that if she wanted to save her mother from the Leader of the White Blood Religion, she should never lose her composure in any situation. Outwardly, she had agreed, but inwardly, she had comforted herself by thinking that anyone would be excited in such a situation. But even upon seeing his father and sister, who were thought to be dead, now as minions of Eden, Raon didn't lose his reason. He focused on what he could do in the current situation. A bitter laugh escaped her, dumbfounded by the situation. 'So he practices what he preaches.' Once again, she gained a mental enlightenment through Raon. She even began to hope that if that guy could save his father and sister, maybe she could save her mother too. "Get lost, all of you!" Martha focused on the battle at the wall while keeping her eyes fixed on Raon's back, as if she would never forget it, even in death. "Family..." Runaan bit her lip while tightly gripping her Snow Flower. 'It must hurt.' Raon cherishes his family more than anyone. Though he appears calm on the outside, his insides must be filled with frustration and anxiety right now. "Huh." Runaan exhaled briefly, then nodded to Martha. "I'll be right back." "What? Where are you going?" "Down there." Without waiting for Martha's response, she fearlessly jumped down from the wall and approached Sylvia. "It must be hard, but you have to fight." Runaan knelt in front of Sylvia and held her hand. "...Runaan?" "Raon told me. That we must protect our family with our own hands." These were the words Raon had said to her when she was paralyzed with fear of Syria, unable to do anything. She looked into Sylvia's eyes as she gave her the same advice that had lifted her up. "If not now, you might regret it later." Runaan bowed her head, remembering her regret for not saving her older brother in time, and the wounds etched into her parents' bodies and hearts. "That idiot is right." Martha, who had followed Runaan without her noticing, lowered her gaze. "You can't do anything if you just sit there. If you want to save your family, you have to stand up yourself." Martha also repeated Raon's advice while rubbing her chin. "Hmm..." Sylvia bit her lip as she looked at Runaan and Martha, who showed much stronger resolve in their eyes than her. 'I'm ashamed...' Runaan and Martha weren't just spouting textbook advice; they were giving sincere counsel based on the pain they had actually felt. If she couldn't understand the hearts of those children, she had no right to be a mother. "Thank you." Sylvia bowed her head to Runaan and Martha. She stood up, gripping her sword with trembling arms. "As you said, I must protect my family myself." With a faint smile, she charged towards the Severing Sword who was fighting Rimmer. "Edgar!" Sylvia unleashed an Astral Ring towards the Severing Sword while letting out a roar that sounded like a rebuke. "You chatterbox! Wake up!" * * * "Damn it." Raon frowned as he looked at the Heavenly Drive and Blade of Requiem, their flames and frost subsiding. He had wanted to behead the Twin-Headed Demon before the Divine-Demonic Harmony expired, but in the end, the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword disappeared before he could break the demon's club. The ground rumbled. The Twin-Headed Demon didn't miss the opportunity as the pressure weakened, swinging its club to push Raon back. "Haa..." He exhaled roughly, wiping away the cold sweat running down his neck "That was a bit dangerous this time, wasn't it?" The Twin-Headed Demon awkwardly smiled, as if Raon had exceeded its expectations. "Not just this time. You're going to die today." Raon sheathed the Blade of Requiem and held the Heavenly Drive at mid-level. He cooled his head while leaving his heart boiling with anger. 'I can't lose my composure.' There were still a few things that felt off. The Twin-Headed Demon seemed flustered, its fingertips trembling, but it was surely hiding secrets. Even though he was furious enough to feel sick, Raon had to maintain his composure. 'However...' It seemed like he couldn't lose no matter what now. He felt as if the Ring of Fire and the emotion of Wrath, usually opposing forces, were slightly harmonizing. He felt like he could win against anyone. A thunderous sound echoed. Raon rushed to the Twin-Headed Demon's left side and swung the Heavenly Drive upwards. Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation - Crimson Slash. Flames erupted from the sword, cleaving through space. "Don't underestimate me!" The Twin-Headed Demon gritted its teeth and swung its wooden club. Despite the multiple cracks, it still contained fierce Fighting Spirit. The Heavenly Drive erupted with flames surpassing those of a Divine Sword, forcefully pushing back the Twin-Headed Demon's wooden club. "What kind of human has this strength..." The Twin-Headed Demon's eyes widened in disbelief at the increasingly intense flames. "You haven't seen anything yet." Raon leaned forward, channeling the power given by Wrath into the Heavenly Drive. The force of the Heavy Sky Cannon, incorporating the essence of both light and heavy swords, doubled in power as it surged forth. "Ugh..." The Twin-Headed Demon imbued its wooden club with fierce Fighting Spirit, but unable to withstand the Heavy Sky Cannon, it was forced back ten steps, leaving deep footprints in the plain. Its eyes contorted in apparent pain. "Argh!" The Twin-Headed Demon let out a bestial roar as it swung its wooden club. With each rotation, crimson Fighting Spirit swelled, forming a massive sphere like the sun. "Die!" The Twin-Headed Demon, its eyes bloodshot, plunged the sphere of Fighting Spirit downward. It contained enough energy to destroy the entire plain. Raon, instead of dodging, walked forward and raised the Heavenly Drive. Wrath's Demon King Decisive Technique. Silver Moon Demonic Sword. Silver moonlight bloomed over the white blade, tracing an elegant arc. Though the sword technique appeared gentle, the blue flash that erupted from the blade shattered the sun-like Fighting Spirit and froze half of the wooden club. It was a peerless technique with power beyond its beauty. "Gah!" The Twin-Headed Demon staggered, its arms and legs flailing as if it might collapse. It seemed to have received a great shock. Raon broke through the thickly frozen plain with his body and charged straight at the Twin-Headed Demon. "Don't you even need to breathe?!" The Twin-Headed Demon gritted its teeth and fired successive bursts of fierce Fighting Spirit at Raon's head. With a piercing sound, Raon unleashed the Mystic Soul Sword technique with the Heavenly Drive, still cold from the Silver Moon Demonic Sword. The righteous blade, imbued with eerie cold energy, pierced through the Fighting Spirit and slashed the Twin-Headed Demon's collarbone. Blood sprayed. Blood gushed like a fountain from the Twin-Headed Demon's shoulder, which had already been cut once before. "Huff." Raon spat out the blood that had formed at his mouth and slowly caught his breath. Strangely, his body felt light even though his internal injuries hadn't healed. Perhaps because his Wrath and the Ring of Fire weren't interfering with each other, he felt he could even perform sword techniques he hadn't mastered yet. "Damn it..." The Twin-Headed Demon's jaw trembled, seemingly shocked that its attacks were completely ineffective. "Why so surprised?" Raon straightened his back. He looked down at the Twin-Headed Demon with reddened eyes, his lips curling into a smirk. "This is just the beginning." * * * With a thunderous sound, the Twin-Headed Demon blocked Raon's sword strike, which was as heavy as a mountain, and curled its lips. 'This guy is really something, isn't he?' Monstrous physical abilities, unshakeable mental strength, judgment that remained calm in any situation, and even the talent to grow stronger while fighting. He seemed like a vessel created by the heavens to become the ultimate Martial Artist. 'Of course, that unbreakable soul is unnecessary.' When one wears Eden's helmet, the original soul perishes, leaving only the monster's mind. Of course, if The Fallen conducts another bizarre experiment, who knows, but even he wouldn't preserve Raon Zieghart's soul. "Ugh..." The Twin-Headed Demon frowned at Raon's sword strike that easily pierced through its Fighting Spirit and slashed at its waist, but inwardly, it was still smiling. 'Not yet. Come closer.' It could kill Raon right now if it wanted to, but to obtain that body, the body of a martial god, it needed patience. The opportunity would come when that guy, in his excitement, crossed the line while showing off his power. 'What kind of monster will be born?' It couldn't wait to see what expression Glenn would make when Raon, wearing 'that helmet' which was recently created, attacked Zieghart. Sweat began to pour down its entire body from anticipation and excitement. 'This is going to be interesting.' The Twin-Headed Demon licked its lips as it withstood Raon's increasingly fierce sword strikes. Its eyes were becoming wet with red desire. * * * The Heavenly Drive, slicing through the air fiercely, clashed head-on with the Twin-Headed Demon's wooden club. With a thunderous crash, the competing Aura and Fighting Spirit created dark red waves in the sky and on the ground. The earth's surface was overturned, and the monsters standing on it were pulverized and scattered. A deafening sound rang out. Raon ignored the shockwave and executed the Supreme Harmony Steps. Before the sound could be heard, the Heavenly Drive had already slashed the Twin-Headed Demon's thigh, which hadn't yet regained its stance. "Argh!" The Twin-Headed Demon swung its wooden club violently. Its expression, which had always been full of composure and mockery, began to contort. With a piercing sound, Raon deflected the wooden club with the Blizzard Sword Art, then aimed for the Twin-Headed Demon's neck with the Fangs of Insanity. The two sword techniques, which had been as incompatible as water and oil, were now seamlessly connected. With a sharp whistle, the Twin-Headed Demon, true to its status as a Grandmaster, slightly tilted its helmet to avoid having its neck cut. 'As expected, it's not easy. However...' A sense of elation was rising. The emotion of Wrath, which had felt like ill-fitting clothes, now seemed to be becoming his own. -Why do you think Wrath is yours! I merely lent it to you. No, it's a loan! Wrath's eyes trembled as if facing an incomprehensible situation. Judging by its reaction, it was clear that Raon was using Wrath properly. "Get lost!" The Twin-Headed Demon roared as it brought down its wooden club. It seemed to have raised its power too, with the quality and quantity of its Fighting Spirit more than doubled. With a sharp sound, Raon wielded the Heavenly Drive like silk, simultaneously using the Ring of Fire and Wrath. Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation - Heavenly Drive. Dance of the Golden Flame. The flames that erupted from the blade took the form of iron chains, enveloping the Twin-Headed Demon's Fighting Spirit. With a roar, the prison of flames incinerated the Twin-Headed Demon's energy as if it had never existed, then subsided. "Stop using these damn techniques!" The Twin-Headed Demon quickly retreated, seemingly flustered that its prepared martial arts were erased without accomplishing anything. Even while fleeing, it used monsters to block the way. With a sharp sound, Raon bent at the waist and executed the Supreme Harmony Steps. He pursued the Twin-Headed Demon, scattering Fire Spirit to incinerate the surrounding monsters. "You leech!" The Twin-Headed Demon cursed as it fled, bringing down the Fighting Spirit it had gathered. The wave of Fighting Spirit from its club was so powerful that the earth crumbled and space itself twisted. With a piercing sound, though it would have been right to dodge or retreat, Raon instead advanced even faster, thrusting forward with the Heavenly Drive. Raon Zieghart Style Swordsmanship. Seventh Form: Void Slash. A slash that cut through the moment of an instant cleaved the red-soaked wave of Fighting Spirit and bared its sharp teeth towards the Twin-Headed Demon's wooden club. With a loud crack, the Twin-Headed Demon's wooden club finally split in half. This legendary weapon, imbued with the Willpower to be unbreakable by any blade, had knelt before the edge of the Heavenly Drive. Between the falling halves of the broken club, the Twin-Headed Demon's wide-eyed, shocked expression was visible. 'Now!' Raon used the Supreme Harmony Steps at its peak. As his vision narrowed and he felt the earth being pushed back, he executed the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation - Revolving Sky. At that moment, the corners of the Twin-Headed Demon's mouth curled up into a long smile. "You've come well." With an eerie voice, something long rose from behind the Twin-Headed Demon. With a rumbling sound, it was a robust man wearing the second Etin helmet. He swung down the greatsword in his hand towards the back of Raon's head. It was a natural sword strike, as if he had predicted this moment from the beginning. A sigh escaped. Raon inhaled as he felt the greatsword falling towards his head. A sense of discomfort. Unlike Etin, who used two heads and two weapons, the Twin-Headed Demon had wielded only one weapon with one body. Its very existence had been a source of unease. From the moment the identities of the Green King and the Severing Sword were revealed, he hadn't let go of that discomfort and doubt. Thinking that the Twin-Headed Demon must have had other intentions, he had continuously kept his head cool. With a resonating sound, that composure now gave Raon a moment's time. With a roar, the Ring of Fire resonated as if it might break, and the blue emotion of Wrath raced through his entire mana circuit. With a thunderous beat, his heart pounded like a drum in the high mountains, opening a door to the world of mental images. He exhaled deeply. Memories like searing burns rose in his mind. As if in a flashback, past memories swept by like a panorama, searching for a way to overcome this crisis. Raon scanned through countless sword techniques and swordsmen before his gaze stopped. 'Found it.' He saw the only way to escape the immediate situation where his head might be crushed. It was something that would have been absolutely impossible before, but now it seemed achievable. With a resonating sound, eight Rings of Fire rotated at their peak, naturally blending the mantras of Snow Flower Absorption and Snow Flower Absorption Spear. The moment the flow of this new martial art was engraved in the mental world, the Blade of Requiem, which had been sheathed at his waist, drew itself out. With a piercing sound, the red blade burning with Demonic Energy traced the trajectory of the Mystic Soul Sword's Demon-Charging Heart technique, perfectly deflecting the greatsword of the second Twin-Headed Demon. The Sword Control technique of the Leader of the Holy Sword Alliance, which remained in his mental image, had manifested through Raon's Willpower. A thunderous sound rang out. The eyes of both Twin-Headed Demons widened as if they might split open at the sight of the greatsword being forced to the ground by the Blade of Requiem. With a sharp sound, Raon endured a splitting headache and scattered rotating flames from the edge of the Heavenly Drive. With a thunderous crash, the flame-wreathed blade deeply slashed the Twin-Headed Demon's chest, spraying crimson blood. The war on the plain and the castle walls momentarily halted at the impossible mystery Raon had unfolded. And then. A very faint light emerged from the dark eyes of the Severing Sword.