The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 640

Raon looked at the ring on his middle finger. The surface of the ring was engraved with the wings of the Phoenix, as if the feather of Kiyan had melted into it.

Nodding briefly, he channeled his mana into the ring. The flames that erupted from the ring turned golden, unfurling magnificent fiery wings.

“What… what is that!”

Delphros retreated the moment he saw the serious flames emanating from the ring. His expression was one of fear.

Whoosh!

The wings of flame from the ring settled on Raon’s shoulders, wrapping around his body as if mocking Delphros’s retreat.

He felt no heat. It only brought warmth like the spring sunlight erasing winter.

Sizzle!

The moment the ring’s flames touched his skin, the wounds inflicted by the Sword Saint healed instantly, as if time had reversed.

It wasn’t just external wounds. The internal injuries, torn muscles, broken bones, and ruptured mana circuits were all completely restored. The pain in his abdomen that made his hands tremble vanished completely.

Buzz!

His empty dantian filled with new energy. The flames of mana and the frost of Glacier overflowed from his dantian, spreading throughout his entire mana circuit.

Lastly, the extreme fatigue from the intense battle lifted as if he had awoken from a deep sleep in the annex room.

He felt capable of reopening his sword domain without any issues.

-What… what have you done!

Wrath glared at Raon, eyes wide.

-I understand replenishing aura, but recovering mental strength is impossible!

Wrath had always said that mental strength couldn’t be restored in their deals. The fact that this small ring could achieve what even the Demon King couldn’t was astonishing.

‘It’s the Phoenix’s ring.’

-The Phoenix’s ring?

‘Just as the Phoenix revives after death, this ring completely heals the owner’s wounds and aura, even mental strength.’

-That’s… that’s cheating!

‘More effective than you, isn’t it?’

-Shut up! If I had my original body, I could… ugh.

Wrath couldn’t finish his sentence, typical of his inability to lie.

‘But you don’t need to be envious.’

Raon shook his head, looking at the Phoenix’s ring that was dimming.

‘It’s a one-time use.’

This ring had a recovery ability superior even to Wrath, but it could only be used once.

-A one-time use? Well, it’s the right moment to use it, but it feels a bit wasteful…

‘Yes, it is wasteful.’

Using an artifact that could only be used once naturally felt wasteful. There could have been an even better moment to use it, as Wrath suggested.

But Raon’s instincts and emotions told him now was the right time to use it.

‘If I don’t crush him myself, I won’t be satisfied.’

Raon clenched his right fist and raised his gaze.

“What… what are you!”

Delphros clutched his head, shouting as if he couldn’t understand.

“Still the same.”

Raon shook his head, looking into Delphros’s panicked eyes.

‘Coward.’

Delphros had numerous chances to strike him.

Every moment Raon was fighting the Sword Saint was an opportunity for a surprise attack.

But Delphros only moved when it was time to burn the martial arts books, revealing his stupidity.

The reason was simple.

‘Because he’s a coward.’

Delphros, afraid he might fall into a hidden trap, kept pushing the Sword Saint until the end.

He probably intended to act only after Raon had exhausted all his strength, but that allowed Raon to burn the books and subdue the Sword Saint.

The fact that Delphros retreated as soon as Raon’s aura and wounds were restored was proof of this.

‘That’s his limit.’

Derus Robert likely entrusted this place to Delphros because of his cautious nature, but Delphros was betraying Derus’s expectations in the worst way. It was fortunate for Raon.

“Aren’t you coming?”

Raon tilted his chin at Delphros.

“Weren’t you rushing to kill me? Why stop?”

“Grr…”

Despite having superior power, Delphros didn’t move recklessly. It wasn’t caution but fear.

“Taking your time is fine by me.”

Raon shook his head, stabbing the Heavenly Sword and Soul Requiem Sword into the ground.

Buzz!

In the darkness, a golden sun and a silver moon rose once again. Under the radiant light illuminating the cavern, the divine and demonic swords floated up.

“You’re… you’re using the sword domain again?”

Delphros’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“It must have been nice watching from a distance.”

Raon grabbed the hotter and colder divine and demonic swords, raising his lips in a sneer.

“You will die more miserably than any death you’ve ever seen.”

“Shut up.”

Delphros gritted his teeth so hard they seemed about to break.

“I’ve figured out all your martial arts through your battle with the Sword Saint. Even if you use the sword domain, there’s nothing to fear!”

“You talk too much. If you’re not coming…”

Raon extended his left foot, channeling the heat of his mana into the mana circuit centered in his sole. His body shot forward like a cannonball, utilizing the Supreme Harmony Steps.

“I’ll come to you.”

In an instant, the distance to Delphros closed.

“Only your mouth works!”

Delphros swung his sword like lightning. The blade tore through the air, aiming for Raon’s chest.

‘So, he wasn’t lying about understanding my martial arts?’

He perfectly timed his strike for the moment the Supreme Harmony Steps connected. It seemed he hadn’t just been watching the battle with the Sword Saint idly.

‘In that case…’

Raon advanced even faster instead of retreating. He struck Delphros’s blade before it could fully gain strength.

Clang!

Even though it wasn’t a perfect block, the impact was intense. A slight mistake would have resulted in losing an arm.

“Not yet!”

Delphros leaned forward, thrusting his sword. The fierce aura surged from his blade.

Buzz!

Raon raised a flame wall with his demonic sword and countered with the divine sword.

He intended to defend with the flame wall and counter with the divine sword, but Delphros predicted his move and twisted his lips.

“I’ve seen it all!”

He abruptly changed direction, ignoring the flame wall and slashing through the divine sword’s attack.

Clang!

The freezing aura of the divine sword shattered, and Raon stepped back.

“I told you.”

Delphros lifted his chin arrogantly, his eyes gleaming.

“I’ve figured out all your martial arts. This ends now.”

He raised his gleaming sword, promising a swift end.

“You say you’ve figured out my martial arts…”

Raon brushed back his disheveled hair, smiling arrogantly.

“But which version of me are you talking about?”

***

“Die!”

Martha roared, her eyes burning as she charged at the White Blood Religion cultists.

“I’ll tear you all apart!”

With each swing of her fierce sword, cultists fell, spraying blood. She perfectly embodied her nickname, the Demoness.

“We don’t need to worry about her.”

Burren turned his gaze from Martha to Raon, who was engaged in a deadly duel with a middle-aged man, seemingly the mastermind behind this ordeal.

“Will the captain be alright?”

Their opponent’s aura was stronger, and having observed the fight for so long, he seemed to have the upper hand.

“He’ll be fine.”

Runaan shook her head while protecting the first and second squads, filling the gap Martha left.

“Raon is calm. He can win.”

She glanced at Raon’s back, her lips curling up slightly.

“If you say so, it must be true.”

Burren nodded. Runaan knew Raon best. If she said it was fine, he could trust it.

“Then, we just need to finish here.”

The Phoenix was handling the monsters, and the warriors who were consumed by greed snapped out of it when the martial arts books burned.

If the Light Wind Division and Phantom Sword Division could defeat the White Blood Religion and the Holy Sword Alliance, they could end this situation.

“Knowing you’re an idiot is one thing, but this is over the top.”

Rimmer sneered at the Ghost Blade Saint.

“You think they’d hand over those books? It’s as stupid as me betting my entire salary at the gambling den.”

“You’re the fool.”

The Ghost Blade Saint bit his lip, his eyes flaring with dark flames.

“The Holy Sword Alliance would dive into hell for swordsmanship and swords!”

“God, you sword fanatics…”

Rimmer sighed deeply.

“Burning the Sword Saint’s martial arts books right before my eyes! I’ll rip out Raon Zieghart’s heart!”

The Ghost Blade Saint charged, his killing intent sharper than ever.

Boom!

Though his aura had weakened, his fierce will made the impact severe. Rimmer’s prosthetic arm seemed slightly distorted.

“Same here.”

The Sixth Apostle ground his teeth, glaring at Raon’s back.

“I couldn’t fulfill the leader’s command, so I’ll take his head instead!”

“Your opponent is me.”

Serena stepped forward, her sword crashing down. The sheer weight of her greatsword pinned the Sixth Apostle.

“This corpse-like woman! How dare you!”

The Sixth Apostle tried to push the sword away with his blood-soaked fist, but Serena’s sword didn’t budge.

“You can’t pass without killing me.”

Despite the blood streaming from her abdomen, Serena’s eyes remained unyielding. She even smiled, pushing the Sixth Apostle back with her overwhelming presence.

“You bastards!”

“Fine! If you want to die first, I’ll oblige !”

The Ghost Blade Saint and the Sixth Apostle, their eyes dark with malice, charged again.

“Indeed, it’s time to finish this.”

Rimmer lowered his sword, raising his fingers. With a faint smile, he summoned the cold wind from the north.

“Sword Domain Manifestation.”

***

Clang!

Delphros parried Raon’s elegantly curved sword strike, twisting his lips.

‘I’ve seen this swordsmanship.’

Raon’s techniques were diverse and powerful, but observing from the second floor onward allowed Delphros to understand them all.

But it didn’t feel good.

‘Normally, I wouldn’t even need to fight.’

The original plan was for the Sword Saint to finish everything, but Raon Zieghart ruined it all.

The Sword Saint’s power was cut off, the monsters were being massacred by the Phoenix, and the internal strife had ceased.

The entire plan had crumbled.

‘But it’s alright.’

If he killed Raon here, everything would be resolved as a mere incident.

The ring Raon used had lost its light, indicating it couldn’t be used again.

If he beheaded Raon now, it would all be over.

‘But I must end it quickly.’

Raon Zieghart had a unique talent for growing stronger during battles. To avoid the same fate as the Doppelganger Lord, Delphros had to kill him swiftly.

[Spy Commander.]

[Yes.]

[Desire is no longer needed. Just enhance my power!]

[It won’t last long.]

[I don’t intend to drag it out.]

[Understood.]

As Spy Commander’s response ended, strength surged through Delphros’s body. His dantian overflowed with aura, filling him with omnipotent power.

‘I’ll crush him with all my might!’

Delphros unleashed an empowered sword strike. The Black Heaven Sword, taught directly by Derus, created a storm of mighty aura.

Raon extended both swords simultaneously. Different hues flickered from the blades, creating an exhilarating slash that split the space.

Clang!

The storm of aura vanished as if it had never existed.

“What…?”

Delphros knew the swordsmanship, but its power seemed vastly different.

‘What’s going on?’

As he swallowed dryly, Raon struck from the left. The flaming diagonal slash combined a silver blade with a blue one.

‘Frost Pond!’

A technique Raon developed, striking twice with one swing. Knowing it, Delphros thought it would be easy to block.

Clang!

He blocked the first blade, waiting for the second, but it didn’t come immediately.

‘What’s this?’

As tension caused him to break into a cold sweat, the second slash descended.

Clang!

It was much slower than expected but incredibly powerful.

“Ugh!”

Delphros staggered back, dispersing the impact from his blade.

“You…”

But there was no time for questions as Raon’s assault continued.

A scaled dragon of ice emerged from Raon’s sword, exhaling freezing breath.

‘Wide range but weak… wait?’

The wide-area attack suddenly concentrated on him.

“This…!”

He stopped and quickly turned, gathering all his aura into his sword.

Boom!

The clash with Raon’s strike sent a terrifying shockwave through his body, causing his grip to tremble.

‘What’s this power? And these techniques?’

He recognized the swordsmanship, but Raon’s strength was far beyond his expectations.

‘Could it be…’

Delphros trembled, staring at the calm Raon approaching.

‘Was he already this strong before the fight?’

***

Raon smirked, seeing the shock in Delphros’s eyes.

‘He must be bewildered.’

The difference between the martial arts Delphros knew and Raon’s current level was stark, causing the surprise.

But this was only natural.

‘I have indeed grown stronger.’

His aura hadn’t visibly increased, nor had his martial arts reached a new height.

The life-and-death battle with the Sword Saint allowed him to refine his understanding and perfectly consolidate his gains.

He couldn’t express this growth due to his drained strength, but the Phoenix’s ring enabled him to showcase his full potential.

“What are you? Why do you keep interfering!”

Delphros roared, twisting his sword. Dark streaks of aura poured from his blade.

Boom!

Raon penetrated Delphros’s space, looking into his eyes with a smirk.

‘He’s scared.’

Delphros’s attacks aimed to protect himself, not kill Raon. He had reverted to his original cowardly self.

Raon stepped to his left, slashing with a combination of Red Strike and Blue Rain.

Clang!

Though the attacks, honed by his insights, didn’t break Delphros’s sturdy defense, they were powerful enough to make him sweat.

‘He switched techniques.’

Delphros shifted from the offensive Black Heaven Sword to the defensive Four Harmony Sword. Breaking through wouldn’t be easy.

‘But I’ll open it eventually.’

Raon advanced, believing Delphros was limited.

Clang!

The continuous strikes of the Thirty-Six Red Strikes and Frostbite hammered Delphros’s defense.

“Get lost!”

Delphros abandoned offense entirely, focusing on defense and evasion.

“Kill those bastards first!”

He retreated into the crowd, using wide-area attacks to disrupt Raon. His cunning was unmatched.

“You won’t leave here alive! This will be your grave!”

Delphros taunted as he attacked, but his voice was strained with fear.

“I’ll send you to join those two!”

Raon’s eyes turned icy as he looked at where Commander Crassel and Barfil fell. He saw the broken sword and damaged staff, biting his lip.

“Ugh!”

Sensing the change in Raon’s demeanor, Delphros summoned all his aura to create a massive barrier. The wall of aura surged up.

“No matter how tough your shell is, a turtle is still a turtle.”

Raon pulled back his divine sword. Golden flames roared, tracing a grand arc. The flame surged forward, dancing with radiant light.

[Under the dusk sky, the blade doesn’t waver even before the waves.]

A new incantation followed the first one Raon achieved while fighting the Spectral Ghost.

[Breaking the wall is not the sword’s role but the man’s. A determined will cuts through everything.]

His insight transformed into an incantation, forging a new sword technique.

Raon Zieghart Style Sword Technique.

Seventh Form: Void Strike.

A sword strike that cut through time and space pierced Delphros’s barrier.

Squelch!

The barrier stood intact, but Delphros’s abdomen was slashed open.

“Argh!”

Blood gushed from the deep wound in Delphros’s lower abdomen, his screams echoing through the cavern.

The cut wasn’t just physical; it disrupted his aura flow, causing his dantian to burst.

“Ahhh!”

Delphros’s face turned deathly pale, his hands clutching his abdomen.

Creak!

Stepping over the shattered barrier, Raon stood before Delphros.

“I didn’t cut your throat. You don’t deserve such an easy death.”

“W-wait!”

“I told you I’d kill you more miserably than any death you’ve seen.”

Raon’s cold smile made Delphros shiver as Raon extended his hand.

“You’ll like this.”