The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

Slaaaam!

The contest between the two swords created crimson sparks, and the ground burst with a scream.

“Huh!”

The seventh apostle’s narrow eyes opened up in bewilderment.
His half-revealed eyes clearly reflected his shock.

“Are you stopping the astral energy with an aura thread? What have you even done?”

“It just happened.”

Raon smiled faintly, catching his breath.
Rimmer was right.
Unlike when he was at Habun Castle, his aura thread was currently capable of blocking an astral blade.

‘However…’

He could feel a numbing pain from his energy center.
He’d almost been injured internally by blocking a single blow.
The power of astral energy with the intent to kill was definitely on another level.

“It’s annoying, but somewhat interesting.
Fine.
Let’s see how far you can go.”

The seventh apostle nodded, then barraged him with astral energy.
The Shifty Blood Sword’s trajectory became even more eccentric, and the power it contained was fierce.
That power was capable of tearing apart bone and flesh upon contact.

Whir!

Each time deadly astral energy emerged from the saw sword, chills ran down his spine and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.
It wasn’t because he was afraid, but an exhilaration that surpassed his fear sent a thrill through his body.

He wanted to sever that astral energy and make the seventh apostle kneel.

“To be enjoying this fight, you aren’t normal either.
I didn’t expect there to be someone like you around my age.”

Contrary to his compliment, he swung his saw sword as if he wanted to slash through his bones right away.

“Who are you calling your peer? You are way older than me.”

“Yes.
That’s why I need to make sure to kill you, so that you can’t reach any higher.”

“That’s cheap.”

Raon caught his breath as he listened to him say that he wanted to kill him.
The seventh apostle must have thought that Raon was an ordinary highest-rank Expert, based on how he’d been so far.
He needed to kill him by using the opening that misconception provided.

“Try blocking this.”

The seventh apostle thrust his sword even more fiercely than with the Shifty Blood Sword, and Raon was pushed back alongside Heavenly Drive, unable to withstand the power.

“Huff…”

Red blood flew from his mouth.
It looked like he had sustained a significant amount of damage from the previous attack.
It was definitely a crazy idea to face astral energy that was trying to kill him.
However, he had no other choice but to keep up that madness.

“It’s getting more interesting.”

The seventh apostle smiled joyfully, spreading out a wave of astral energy.

“Same goes for me.”

Raon caressed the Blade of Requiem, which was silently crying from behind his back, and smiled.

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‘Just wait for a moment.’

‘I’ll let you drink the blood of that crazy bastard soon enough.’

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[Translator – Kyangi]

[Proofreader – Harley]

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The sound of explosions turned the ground upside down, and shockwaves kept resounding from the hill in front of White Blood Religion’s Porvan branch.
It was as if it were being bombarded with magic.

The colossal clashes between sword and spear continued, and once the mountain started to collapse, Rimmer and the tenth apostle came up to the trembling hill.

“How unexpected.”

The first one to speak was the tenth apostle.
He glared at Rimmer’s eyes, tilting his head.

“It looked like those younglings were your subordinates.
Are you not worried about them?”

“Worry? You are the one that should be worried.”

“What?”

“The youngest apostle you finally got might end up dying.
Aren’t you afraid?”

“Even though he’s young, the fact that he’s an apostle means that he ’s at Master level and gained the cult leader’s recognition.
The one that blocked my sword wasn’t that bad, but they can’t compare to the seventh apostle.”

The tenth apostle nonchalantly shook his head.

“Maybe you can save one of them if you return right now.”

“What bullshit are you saying? The entirety of Porvan will turn into a sea of blood on top of the people in that place the moment I let you escape.”

“You are better than before.
It looks like you are thinking at least.”

“I’ve always been great.
And we will see whose blood is going to fill the city.”

Rimmer casually shrugged.

“You idiot.”

“We’ll see about that.”

“An Expert can never win against a Master.
The moment the seventh apostle uses astral energy, there will be no way for your subordinates to win.”

“Well, that’d normally be true.”

Rimmer slowly nodded.
He was right, since an aura blade or an aura thread couldn’t stop astral energy.

“However, my student isn’t normal.
He’s capable of shredding your student’s astral energy by using aura thread.”

He declared that with certainty and started shooting blades of wind towards the tenth apostle.

“That’s why you should mind your own fight!”

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Crack!

Raon’s molars ground slowly.

‘The nausea is getting more serious.’

It was so damn difficult to fight against a Master that was using astral energy.
He would’ve collapsed already if it weren’t for the stats strengthening his body and Heavenly Drive’s aura amplification ability.

“Are you resting already?”

The seventh apostle slashed diagonally with his saw sword, which was burning with astral energy.
The tremendous power blasted the air into shreds.

Cring!

Raon imbued Heavenly Drive with Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s energy and thrust it, following the Fangs of Insanity’s principles.

Whaaam!

An enormous shock engulfed his body.
It felt like someone was pounding his internal organs with a hammer.

‘Not yet.’

Raon caught his breath.
He needed to wait until the seventh apostle got more excited to use a more powerful attack.
That was the only way he would win.

“This is getting irritating.”

The seventh apostle frowned, slamming the ground with the saw sword.
It easily crumbled the ground, and a crater that looked like a grave was created.

“Since it’s getting annoying, do it in moderation and die already.”

He opened his mouth, pretending to yawn.

“I’m so sleepy, so why are you not dying yet? You already have enough internal injuries!”

“Because it’s worth trying.”

“Under no circumstances can an Expert win against a Master.
Just die already instead of being annoying!”

He frowned, swinging his saw sword horizontally.
Raon bent his body backward, dodging the astral energy spreading towards him at a frightening speed.
His golden hair fluttered into the air.

Whir!

The seventh apostle had already pulled his saw sword backward, then thrust it forward.
Heaven and earth were filled with the white astral energy radiating from the saw sword.

Whaap!

Raon controlled the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s energy to the extreme, creating dozens of flowers on his blade.
The flaming flower buds fluttered in the wind, clashing with the seventh apostle’s astral energy.

Baaaam!

The astral energy and flame tangled with each other, creating a huge firestorm.

Raon took a step forward into that hellish scene, where everything in the surrounding area was melted down by the astral energy and flame.

Thud!

The moment he tried moving to launch a surprise attack on the seventh apostle, who was lowering his saw sword, Martha—who was next to them—made her move.

That idiot!

It was a sudden movement that even made Wrath panic.

“There was a crazy bitch as well.”

The seventh apostle snorted, swinging his saw sword at Martha.

“Damn it…”

Raon’s lips trembled.
They were too far away.
His current self wasn’t able to block that attack.

However, Martha’s eyes were clearer than ever.
She definitely didn’t look like someone that was throwing her life away.

‘Then…’

Raon trusted Martha’s calm eyes, changing direction to charge at the seventh apostle.

“Die.”

“I’m not going to just die, you son of a bitch!”

The moment the saw sword was about to slash Martha’s neck, she swung Azure Cloud diagonally.
The Titan’s aura imbued in the blade flew softly, like a waterway, and tilted the saw sword’s direction for an instant.

Whaam!

The moment the seventh apostle’s saw sword slammed the ground, Martha was sent flying, unable to withstand the shock.
She started coughing up blood, but she successfully attracted the seventh apostle’s attention for an instant. 

That was enough.

Thud!

Raon extended his left foot.
Using the Supreme Harmony Steps, which could reach anywhere, he thrust the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s Falling Sun towards the seventh apostle—who had lost his balance slightly.

Whaaap!

The flame burning on the sword’s point spread like a kaleidoscope, overtaking the seventh apostle.

“Kuh!”

The seventh apostle hurriedly spread around his energy, but the blade of crimson flame passed through him, creating a large cut in his thigh.

Pssh!

Gray blood started spreading on his white pants.

“…A wound? From mere insects like you?”

The smile disappeared from the seventh apostle’s face.
He opened his narrow eyes, looking towards the gray blood soaking his pants.
His black eyes became distorted in his anger.

“I’ll turn you all into powder.”

A huge amount of wrath could be heard in his silent voice.
As if he had been just playing around up to that point, the manifestation of his energy alone was enough to turn everything around him into powder.

It was so powerful that it was difficult to breathe.
It felt like the word death hanging right behind his back.
However, that crisis was also an opportunity.
That moment was the veil between life and death.

“Come.”

Raon took out all the remaining energy of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation.
He was using all the aura he could, as if he didn’t mind fainting after the clash.

Whaaap!

The flame burning on Heavenly Drive was more intense than ever.
It almost felt like the sun was stretched out across it.

“Pointless.”

The seventh apostle frowned, brandishing his saw sword.
An even more intense and brutal astral energy appeared on the distorted saw blade.
The intense heat haze shimmering from it felt like it could even melt the air.

“Such a weak flame can’t stop my sword any longer!”

Approaching with heavy steps, he amplified the astral energy on his saw blade even further.
Brandishing the saw blade, which grew as huge as a club, his mouth curved into a deadly smile.

“I’ll send you off all at once so that you won’t feel lonely.”

The seventh apostle approached him while dominating the space, slamming down the saw sword.
It was a simple attack, but it was pretty much a heavy sword that could crush the body.
Once the ferocious astral energy started falling down, fissures appeared in the distorted space.

“Ah…”

“I-Is it over…?”

The moment everyone in the area fell into despair, crimson lightning appeared from Raon’s eyes.

‘It’s the same.’

The seventh apostle’s attack had the exact same flow as the swordsmanship he’d been using.
Even though it contained tremendous power, it was possible to pierce through it.
It had the same flow.

Whir!

Raon thrust his right arm, which was pulled back, forward.
Heavenly Drive was engulfed in crimson flame, forming the shape of a dragon’s head with its mouth wide open.

Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation, Tenth Flame.

Flame Dragon Art.

The Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation’s technique with the highest firepower was shot towards the opening created by the seventh apostle.

“I knew you would do that.”

The moment the Flame Dragon Art deflected the astral energy, about to pierce through the seventh apostle’s heart, a terribly calm voice could be heard from him.

“I knew that you would aim for the moment I became excited.”

He spoke as the saw sword twisted in a direction that should’ve been impossible, aiming to sever the neck of the flame dragon created by Heavenly Drive.

“You fought well, but this is as far as you go.”

As soon as the dragon’s head was torn off by the saw blade of astral energy, the seventh apostle smiled coldly, thrusting his left hand.

“Die.”

Raon’s eyes retained their light, despite facing the extremely deadly hand.

That moment was the true opportunity.

He thrust Heavenly Drive and drew the Blade of Requiem with his left hand, which he had pulled back.

Whir!

As if it was complaining that he had held it back for so long, the Blade of Requiem created a clear resonance, emanating a terrible amount of ghastly energy.

“Ack!”

The seventh apostle noticed it, creating a huge barrier with bloody energy—but it was already too late.

The Blade of Requiem’s trajectory was the fastest path he had created himself.

Raon Zieghart Style Swordsmanship.

First Form, Frost Pond.

The magnificent halo appearing on the Blade of Requiem mercilessly ripped the seventh apostle’s bloody energy to shreds.

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