The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 628

Raon lifted the Heavenly Sword, which had been pointed downward, toward the Sword Demons of the Holy Sword Alliance and the demons of the Black Tower standing behind Lucyth and Bellurian.

Slash!

With a sound like crashing waves, the bodies of the Sword Demons and demons twisted.

Splurt!

Blood gushed from the chests of the demons and Sword Demons as they collapsed to the ground without even realizing they were dead, like Lucyth and Bellurian. The gray sand soaked in blood.

“Ah…”

Risen exhaled sharply, watching the simultaneous decapitation of Lucyth and Bellurian.

“These monsters weren’t the type to die so easily…”

Raon shattered the wall formed by the Holy Sword Alliance and the Black Tower that had blocked hundreds of people with just two swings of his sword. His overwhelming strength was even greater than the last time Risen had seen him.

“They were careless, so it was easier than expected.”

Raon waved his hand dismissively at Risen’s surprise. Lucyth and Bellurian had underestimated him and didn’t use their full power from the start, which led to their beheading in one strike. It was a fatal mistake not to be repeated in the life-and-death battles ahead.

‘Now is not the time to worry about those fools.’

He used Wrath’s senses to draw in his aura, extending it like a web throughout the forest and desert.

‘Since they’re fighting, they should be easy to find.’

Although Serena and the Devil’s Sword Master were nowhere to be seen, sensing their aura during a battle shouldn’t be difficult.

At the end of his extended senses, he felt the intense wave of auras clashing. It was a collision of the thoughts of Grandmasters.

‘There it is.’

Raon determined the direction and turned back.

“I last saw them over there.”

Risen pointed to a spot a little away from where Raon had sensed the aura. It was the wrong direction.

“It seems they moved while fighting. They are now in this direction. Follow me.”

After correcting Risen’s direction, Raon gestured to the Light Wind Division. He stepped forward, using the Supreme Harmony Steps.

“Yes, sir!”

Without any doubt, the Light Wind Division followed Raon through the desert.

“Ah, such a hassle…”

Even Rimmer, known for not obeying the family head’s orders, did not argue against Raon.

The entire Light Wind Division trusted Raon implicitly.

“Do I really need to be here?”

Risen sighed, watching Raon move away.

With his senses beyond human limits, finding enemies required no additional information. Risen had seen many warriors, but never a monster like this.

‘Even if I am not of any help…’

He would follow to the end.

Beyond Denning Rose’s request, Raon had allowed him to experience new emotions with the Sran tribe. He wanted to follow the Light Wind Division to experience that feeling once again.

“Wait for me!”

Risen shook off his hesitation and chased after the Light Wind Division into the desert.

“Uh…”

“Let’s go!”

“Right! The Sword Demon’s tomb is just ahead! We can’t miss this!”

“Yes, follow him!”

The martial artists blocked by the Holy Sword Alliance and the Black Tower also ran in the direction Raon was moving. Their eyes shone with unrestrained greed.

“Ugh…”

Unlike the stampede of martial artists, some turned their backs, seemingly having given up on the Sword Demon’s legacy.

“I’ve had enough.”

“I’m going back home…”

“How do you defeat a monster like that?”

“I’ll just continue my family business…”

A few martial artists, overwhelmed by Raon’s strength, hung their heads and retraced their steps.

However, none of the high-level experts and hidden masters in the forest and desert retreated, slowly following behind Raon.

* * *

After running towards the aura of the clash for a while, they arrived at a devastated forest and desert.

Half of the forest was reduced to ashes, and the other half was frozen with black ice.

Meanwhile, the desert had numerous craters as if bombarded by magic. There wasn’t a single intact spot.

‘The Snow Flower Empress and Lightning Hammer Barfil fought in the forest, and Serena and the Devil’s Sword Master fought in the desert?’

Judging by the scene, it seemed like a 2-on-2 battle had taken place.

‘No…’

There was one more.

Besides the auras of the Sword Masters from the Holy Sword Alliance and the Devil’s Sword Master’s subordinates, there was another trace of a high-level expert.

Raon predicted another opponent as he saw a sand dune burst open and Serena, along with a tall man with long black hair, soared into the air.

“…”

Serena’s usually neat hair was scattered, and her uniform was splattered with sand and blood. She seemed to have been overwhelmed.

On the other hand, the tall swordsman facing her smiled without a single injury.

‘Is that the Devil’s Sword Master?’

His limbs were unusually long. He looked like a grasshopper, his physique perfect for wielding swords and stepping techniques, and his overwhelming aura was no joke.

Boom!

The Devil’s Sword Master stomped in midair, rushing toward Serena. The blade of the thin sword in his hand quivered, forming dozens of light beams.

“…”

Serena gazed at the net of blades covering the air, her eyes calm. Gripping her sword with both hands, she slashed down, as if splitting the heavens.

Crash!

A tremendous shockwave erupted, melting both Serena’s and the Devil’s Sword Master’s attacks.

Screech!

As if anticipating this outcome, the Devil’s Sword Master lunged to Serena’s left, thrusting his sword toward her heart.

“…”

Serena didn’t lose track of his movement, stepping forward to intercept the blade.

Clang!

Her quick judgment deflected the Devil’s Sword Master’s thrust. A moment’s delay would have pierced her heart.

‘They’re not a good match.’

The Devil’s Sword Master, who pursued extreme speed, and Serena, who wielded heavy strikes, were a terrible match for each other.

‘Moreover…’

Raon turned his gaze to the left. From the shattered forest, a massive presence was approaching at a terrifying speed.

Rumble!

A young woman, wielding black ice, shot out of the forest, aiming her icy spear at Serena’s neck.

The Snow Flower Empress seemed intent on aiding the Devil’s Sword Master.

“You’re too late!”

The Devil’s Sword Master smirked, gripping his sword tightly. He seized the opportunity to stab Serena’s heart again.

“…”

For the first time, Serena’s calm eyes wavered. She seemed to give up on one side, focusing only on the Devil’s Sword Master. She planned to use an aura shield to fend off the Snow Flower Empress.

Boom!

At that moment, Raon stepped forward, breaking through space itself, and stood behind Serena.

“Raon?”

Serena’s shocked eyes met Raon’s as he pressed the Heavenly Sword’s blade down on the Snow Flower Empress’s hand.

Crash!

The clash between the fiery aura of the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation and the icy aura of the Snow Flower Empress erupted like fangs of a beast.

“Ugh!”

The intense shockwave made the Snow Flower Empress stagger backward, her icy hand trembling.

“You…”

The Snow Flower Empress glanced around, and the Devil’s Sword Master landed beside her.

“That’s Raon Zieghart.”

The Devil’s Sword Master seemed to recognize Raon immediately, frowning.

“How did he get here? Lucyth should have been here.”

“Now that you mention it…”

The Snow Flower Empress also looked around, as if searching for Bellurian.

“Do you need an answer?”

Raon turned his head slightly to look at the two.

“…”

Their eyes grew even more vicious.

“We didn’t even feel a battle.”

“Because there was none.”

“What?”

“They both died in one strike. They weren’t worth fighting.”

Raon’s calm eyes stared back.

“That bastard…”

“Arrogant punk.”

The Devil’s Sword Master and the Snow Flower Empress gritted their teeth.

“I have no intention of chatting with you. Hand over the map.”

Raon gestured at the Devil’s Sword Master with a flick of his finger.

“Ha! Hahaha!”

The Devil’s Sword Master clutched his head, laughing.

“I must’ve been resting too much.”

He twisted his lips, stepping forward.

“To think a brat like you would dare to mouth off like that!”

“Try dying to that mouthy brat.”

Raon sneered as he activated the Fire Ring.

Whoosh!

White moisture surged from the right, and a figure cloaked in gray appeared.

‘This aura…’

Blood aura?

The figure emanated a powerful blood aura, similar to that of the six apostles of the White Religion.

“That’s him.”

Serena approached, biting her lip.

“While Barfil and I were fighting, he suddenly intervened. The Sixth Apostle.”

She trembled, still reeling from the ambush.

‘It’s the White Religion.’

When he sensed the third expert’s trace earlier, Raon suspected it was the White Religion, and his guess was correct.

‘The Sixth Apostle…’

Although he had never seen this apostle before, the power emanating from him was formidable.

These three often moved together. It seemed they had decided to share the Sword Demon’s tomb this time.

“You came just in time. Let’s deal with them first…”

“There’s a problem.”

The Sixth Apostle glanced at Raon before shaking his head.

“The Silent Ghost was the first to find the tomb. He entered first, and now everyone around is heading there.”

“What?”

The Devil’s Sword Master’s eyes widened, caught off guard.

“What nonsense is this!”

“I thought the Silent Ghost was killed by the White Knight?”

The Snow Flower Empress also seemed confused.

“It appears he pretended to be dead and was searching alone. He had memorized the map.”

“Damn it! Where is it?”

“Not far from here.”

The Sixth Apostle raised his finger, sending out white blood aura to envelop the Devil’s Sword Master and the Snow Flower Empress.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Tch!”

Raon activated the Supreme Harmony Steps, advancing toward the Sixth Apostle to strike him down. The Devil’s Sword Master and the Snow Flower Empress simultaneously extended their hands.

Clang!

The combined force of their auras exploded, sending a shower of sword strikes and icy shards raining down. Their target was not Raon but the Light Wind Division and the Holy Sword Division behind him.

Even with Serena and Rimmer, it seemed impossible to block everything.

“Damn it!”

Raon stepped back, activating the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation.

Whoosh!

Hundreds of petals bloomed from his sword, forming a wall of fire to shield the Light Wind Division and the Holy Sword Division.

Screech!

Rimmer and Serena also intercepted the falling sword strikes and icy shards from the sides.

However, by that moment, the Sixth Apostle, the Devil’s Sword Master, and the Snow Flower Empress had already vanished.

“Raon!”

Risen approached with a panicked expression.

“They were telling the truth. The Silent Ghost has found the tomb and entered first!”

He bowed, explaining he had just received the information from his agents.

“The location is…”

“It’s over there.”

Raon pointed in the direction of the damaged forest. He could feel the traces of the three heading that way. It wasn’t far.

“Let’s go.”

“Ugh.”

As he signaled to move, Serena stopped, coughing up blood. Her internal injuries seemed to have worsened.

“Commander!”

“I’m fine.”

Serena wiped the blood from her lips and swallowed a pill for her internal injuries.

“I was just injured from the Sixth Apostle’s ambush. Don’t worry.”

She waved her hand and started walking towards the forest. Despite the pain, she showed no signs of it, demonstrating remarkable endurance.

“Thanks for coming.”

Serena gave a faint smile, nodding.

“Save your thanks for later. We need to move quickly.”

“Are you really okay?”

“Yes.”

“Understood.”

Respecting her determination, Raon nodded and entered the forest.

The bodies of Balka’s wizards, struck down by the Snow Flower Empress and her minions, littered the ground. Many had fallen to the Sixth Apostle and the blood demons.

He bit his lip and ventured deeper into the forest, sensing a massive gathering of people.

It felt like everyone in the area had converged there. Hidden masters and experts revealed themselves for the first time.

While some warriors brandished their swords, most were focused on reaching the heart of the forest.

Following the crowd, they saw a small elm tree on a low hill with a rectangular hole beneath it.

It wasn’t a natural formation but an artificially cut, precise entrance.

The Devil’s Sword Master, the Snow Flower Empress, and the Sixth Apostle had already entered, leaving only blood behind.

Seeing how the bearers of the map entered without hesitation, it seemed to be the Sword Demon’s tomb for sure.

Even now, reclusive masters, high-level experts, and ordinary warriors alike were rushing into the tomb.

Raon frowned, looking at the hole.

‘I can’t sense any aura.’

It was just a hole, but no aura was emanating from within.

“…”

Serena also seemed uneasy.

“Holy Sword Division, we’re going in.”

Her decision was quick. To fulfill the mission to find the Sword Demon’s tomb, she seemed determined, even if it was a trap.

“Are you really going in?”

“I chose this mission. Even if I die, I must complete it.”

Serena smiled calmly.

“You decide for yourself. If you come in, be cautious.”

She waved her hand and entered the tomb first.

The Holy Sword Division followed their commander without hesitation.

“What about us?”

Rimmer approached. Many were still entering the tomb.

“Doesn’t it seem strange?”

“Strange?”

Rimmer looked puzzled.

“It’s odd that the tomb was found just as we clashed with the Devil’s Sword Master, the Black Tower, and the White Religion. And the fact that everyone knows about it is also strange.”

Raon frowned, observing the tomb. Serena’s uneasy expression indicated she also sensed something amiss.

“Moreover, the Silent Ghost is a thief and an informant. He wouldn’t openly reveal the tomb’s location. He’d rather die than do that.”

“Maybe it was a desperate move, not wanting to lose it to the Holy Sword Alliance.”

Rimmer shook his head.

“Even so, the situation is strange.”

Burren narrowed his eyes at Raon.

“So it’s likely a trap.”

Rimmer sighed.

“Yes, but…”

Raon nodded at Rimmer and inspected the hole.

“This entrance is ancient. It’s not just decades old but centuries.”

It was so old that its exact age was hard to determine.

“I agree. It could be a trap, but this place has existed for a long time.”

Risen nodded in agreement.

“So, what’s the plan?”

Rimmer waited for Raon’s decision.

Raon looked back at the Light Wind Division. All the swordsmen met his gaze with confident eyes, ready for anything.

“We go in.”

Even if they couldn’t obtain the Sword Demon’s legacy, they couldn’t let it fall into the hands of the enemies. Moreover, with Serena injured inside, leaving her was not an option. Providing support was the right thing to do.

“Alright.”

Rimmer nodded calmly, trusting Raon’s decision as their leader.

“Dorian.”

Raon gestured to Dorian.

“Distribute these to everyone.”

“Oh! Yes, sir!”

Dorian nodded and handed out badges with a green wind emblem to the entire Light Wind Division.

“What is this?”

Burren looked at the badge curiously.

“It’s the emblem of the Light Wind Division.”

“So, it’s a green wind.”

He glanced at Rimmer and chuckled.

“Well, it’s cheesy, but it’s not bad.”

Martha nodded.

“It’s light.”

Runaan immediately pinned the badge to her sleeve, looking pleased.

“Looks lame. They should’ve given me the money instead.”

The elf, who inspired the emblem, frowned, clearly unimpressed.

“Let’s go in.”

After ensuring everyone had pinned the badges, Raon leaped into the Sword Demon’s tomb.

There was no solid ground, and the aura he had spread out was abruptly cut off. It was a completely isolated space.

The sensation was strange, like falling endlessly into an abyss.

Just when his senses began to blur, he felt his feet touch the ground.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Raon’s mouth fell open in disbelief.

“What is this place…”