The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1003

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Chapter 1003

“No.”

Larian raised her arm, blocking the path between Raon and Evelyn.

“I know you’ve ascended to transcendence, but you can’t do this alone.”

She shook her head, insisting that Evelyn alone could never defeat Tacheon.

“Actually, it’s not just difficult—it’s impossible. Tacheon is still hiding his true power.”

Larian waved her raised hand, gesturing for them to fall back.

“I’ll handle Tacheon myself. You deal with the others.”

She declared she would kill Tacheon personally, drawing four daggers that had been planted in the ground up into her grasp.

“Just leave it to me.”

Tacheon restored his palm, where flesh had been torn away, to its original state, and twisted his lips into a smile.

“You seem eager to die quickly.”

He radiated a chilling murderous intent, as if angered by Evelyn’s awakening.

“See, he’s completely out of his mind.”

Evelyn let out a hollow laugh, looking at Tacheon.

“He forgets everything he’s done, yet he dares to radiate killing intent at others.”

She rotated her fingers up and down, telling him to come to his senses.

“Why would a bastard who so cleverly exploited my soul and my very reputation dare to show anger?”

Evelyn’s genuine fury burned bright, and the cross inscribed in her eyes glowed with an even deeper crimson.

“Soul and infamy?”

I narrowed my eyes as I studied Evelyn.

“What are you talking about?”

The last scene I had witnessed was Tacheon extracting something from Evelyn’s corpse, so I couldn’t comprehend what she was saying.

-That mask-wearing bastard has committed another atrocity?

Wrath exhaled sharply, remarking that the man certainly kept himself busy.

“Through the remnants of Tacheon’s will that lingered within my mask, I witnessed the memories that came after.”

Evelyn released a brief sigh as she gazed upon the shattered Old Woman’s mask.

“That creature attempted to consume the entire Roser Kingdom and claim it as his own power, but I destroyed it, stripping him of that foundation. So….”

She looked up at Tacheon with eyes brimming with contempt.

“I leveraged my infamy and soul to subjugate other kingdoms. With my uncle and the Monsters still alive, it wasn’t particularly difficult.”

Evelyn bit her lip as she explained how she had endlessly cultivated the notorious name of Merlin by exploiting Rocta and the Monsters, whose time was running short.

“After that, I deliberately feigned defeat and retreated, absorbing the power and wealth of the crumbling kingdoms. That one certainly has a sharp mind.”

She nodded, affirming that it was precisely because of such machinations that the legend of Merlin had endured to this day.

“Certainly….”

I furrowed my brow as I observed the silent Tacheon.

“The Rocta I saw in your memories and the Rocta I encountered within the helmet were quite different. Actually, vastly different.”

The Rocta from Evelyn’s memories carried the warmth of a compassionate uncle rather than a knight, whereas the Rocta I had faced within the helmet was a cold-blooded warrior reeking of blood.

I wondered why such a discrepancy existed, and it seemed the answer lay entirely in Tacheon’s machinations.

“It appears that when I crafted that mask, some of my personal emotions inadvertently seeped into it.”

Tacheon clicked his tongue briefly upon seeing the shattered mask, as if he hadn’t expected it to be visible from this distance.

Even the lowest dregs of humanity wouldn’t commit such an act, yet he remained so composed—clearly, he was no ordinary human.

“Larian.”

I gazed at Larian, who stood before Tacheon.

“I apologize, but I would appreciate it if you would yield this battle to us.”

I lowered my head, asking for this one favor.

“Favor or not, it’s impossible.”

Larian waved his hand, acknowledging that there was a reason behind this, but insisting that Evelyn couldn’t win alone.

“I will fight alongside her.”

I drew the Heavenly Sword and the Moonwheel Blade, taking my place beside Merlin.

“Really? I love you!”

Evelyn clapped her hands loudly, declaring that victory was assured if we fought together.
Seeing her smile brightly and proclaim her love even in such circumstances, it seemed Merlin’s assessment was correct.

-She truly is the Mad Woman….

Wrath shook his head, remarking that Merlin hadn’t changed.

“Don’t worry too much.”

Evelyn waved her hand lightly at Larian.

“I’ve already captured that trash once before.”

She smiled brightly, declaring that we could win.

“Sigh….”

Larian examined Evelyn and Raon in turn, exhaling a measured breath.

“If things get dangerous, I’ll step in immediately.”

She nodded, making clear she would grant them only this one opportunity.

“Thank you.”

Raon bowed deeply, expressing his gratitude to Larian.

“Let’s go!”

Evelyn tapped my shoulder approvingly and rose into the air.

“Please rest for a moment.”

Raon smiled at Mark Goeten, who stood bewildered with blinking eyes, then moved to stand beside Merlin.

“Sigh…”

Tacheon exhaled sharply, as if finding the situation absurd.

“You’re overflowing with confidence simply because you’ve transcended. I am not the Sage you once knew.”

He grasped the Handsome Young Man’s mask with his elongated hand, his eyes flashing with a chilling gleam.

“I’ve changed too. Now I know just how insane you are.”

Evelyn tilted her chin, signaling the start.

“Raon, just focus on severing that bastard’s neck.”

She spread both hands, a subtle smile gracing her lips.

“I’ll handle the rest.”

Evelyn drew a deep breath, committing to both defense and suppression.

“Understood.”

Raon nodded calmly.

‘I’ve already captured the Black Tower Master, so there’s no reason I can’t kill Tacheon.’

Using the Sword Realm Incarnation had drained considerable energy, but I still had enough strength to fight.

“Very well.”

Tacheon smiled thinly, clenching his smooth jaw.

“I’ll kill both of you. In fact, everyone in this facility.”

He raised both hands, summoning light and darkness in a single breath to end this. Unlike before, the two energies didn’t disperse hazily but began rotating in circular formations.

‘That is….’

I narrowed my eyes, observing the condensed light and darkness swirling above Tacheon’s palms.

‘An Orb?’

An Orb was one of the fundamental techniques mages used to densely compress mana, enabling them to cast more powerful spells at greater speed.

“Hmph.”

As I tensed at Tacheon’s immense mana, Evelyn let out a scoff.

Snap!

The moment she flicked her finger, the light and darkness Orbs that Tacheon had created simultaneously stopped rotating.

Boom!

The Orbs, their mana flow severed, roiled like boiling water before exploding in an instant.

“Tch!”

Tacheon’s eyes narrowed as he looked at his hands where the Orbs had detonated. His hands weren’t torn this time since he’d experienced it once before, but genuine shock was evident on his face.

“Do you have any idea how much I’ve studied you?”

Evelyn observed Tacheon’s sunken eyes and tilted her chin.

“Even when I’d lost my memories, I never stopped thinking about how to break your sorcery and shatter your magic.”

She curled her lips upward, mentioning that she had researched both Tacheon’s magic and sorcery.

“You wouldn’t have harbored any malice toward me back then, would you?”

Tacheon brushed the murky energy flowing through his hands away and furrowed his brow.

“At first, it was mere curiosity….”

Evelyn slowly turned her gaze to look at Raon standing beside her.

“After I became drawn to Raon, it was to reveal the weaknesses that could kill you.”

She shrugged her shoulders, saying she had researched Tacheon because of Raon.

“Back then, my abilities were insufficient, so even knowing your weaknesses, I could only endure….”

As Evelyn moved her fingertips infused with mana, the light Tacheon had been preparing behind his back melted away pathetically.

“Now, with the ring Raon created for me, I can do anything.”

She laughed refreshingly, confident she would not be defeated.

“You must have been under brainwashing.”
“I broke it. Or rather, it broke.”

Evelyn leaned against Raon’s shoulder and exhaled a shallow breath.

“True love is magnificent, after all.”

She scoffed, saying that a monster who toyed with even the ages would never understand.

-Yeah. She’s definitely a mad woman.

Wrath shook his head, confirming that she was indeed the original Merlin.

“Haaa…”

I exhaled a deep sigh and shielded my face with the Heavenly Sword and Mok Ryun Sword.

“Well, fine then.”

Tacheon shook his head calmly.

“I’ll kill you again, then scrape your soul down to its very depths and make use of it.”

He released a chilling voice as countless weapons of light and darkness materialized above his palm.

“Today, let’s see the end of this long-standing enmity.”

Tacheon unleashed weapons forged from light and darkness before Evelyn could even activate her magic.

Whoooosh!

Swords, blades, spears, arrows, daggers, axes, hammers—not mere magical constructs, each weapon moved with its own distinct trajectory as they surged toward both of us.

‘First, I need to defend.’

Just as I prepared to block and counterattack, I felt Evelyn’s mana surge from behind me.

Whoooosh!

Evelyn’s pure mana unfurled like a net, ensnaring all of Tacheon’s incoming weapons and obliterating them.

“I told you. Leave the rear to me.”

She extended her fingers as if urging me forward.

“Right.”

I trusted Merlin’s confidence and advanced toward Tacheon, bringing the Heavenly Sword down in a decisive strike.

“Hmm.”

Tacheon raised a shield of darkness with his right hand to defend, but Merlin wove her own mana into the shockwave once more.

“This is!”

Raon seized the moment when Tacheon’s reaction dulled, extending the Red Lotus Sword to its fullest and severing his arm.

Screeeech!

Yet Tacheon, true to his nature as a Transcendent, reacted in that instant and managed to only have the back of his hand cut instead of losing his entire arm.

“You should prepare yourself well.”

Evelyn’s keen gaze flashed toward Tacheon, whose brow was now furrowed.

“Because today is the day your soul gets cast into the abyss.”

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“Did you decipher Tacheon’s magic in that single instant?” Larian breathed out in awe as she observed Evelyn’s incantation, when the Mana Devourer made his move.

The Mana Devourer moved when Larian let out a hollow breath while watching Evelyn’s incantation.

Whoooosh.

Like a specter inheriting the power of Reiss, he vanished from the air and reappeared behind Larian, bringing down a black scythe in a devastating strike—a blow of annihilation capable of devouring both human souls and mana.

Claaaang!

Without even glancing at the Mana Devourer, Larian moved four daggers with effortless grace, easily deflecting the black scythe.

“I’ll play with you in a moment. Wait.”
“Tower Master Larian….”

As the Mana Devourer called out Larian’s name, a pitch-black aura bloomed from the scythe he wielded.

“It would be wise not to disrespect me.”

As black energy blazed from the Mana Devourer’s scythe, Larian’s daggers trembled as if losing their strength.

“That scythe.”

Larian narrowed her eyes, watching the black scythe push back her daggers.

“It’s no ordinary weapon.”

A scythe that absorbed both the mana and magic dwelling within the daggers—it was not something that could be created through normal means.

“You claim to know all the magic in the world, but it’s meaningless. No magic works against me.”

The Mana Devourer tilted his chin with arrogant pride.

“I am the natural counter to all mages.”

He sneered, boasting that no mage could ever defeat him.

“How many have you drained so far?”

Larian posed the question without bothering to acknowledge his words.

“What…?”
“That’s not how you conduct an experiment.”

As she let out a scoff, more daggers rose up to intercept the black scythe’s assault.

Screeeech!

Yet again, the Mana Devourer’s scythe drained Larian’s mana and magic, unleashing an even greater darkness.

“Futile…”

The Mana Devourer was about to sneer again.

Boom!

A large hole pierced through his shoulder as if struck by an arrow.

“W-what….”

The Mana Devourer stumbled in confusion, reaching for his shoulder, when his right thigh was pierced through instead.

“Ugh….”

He trembled as he stared at the wounds bleeding profusely down his body.

“You don’t know your place.”

Larian smiled faintly and raised a new dagger infused with lightning and wind.

“Matchups? Mages have no such thing. We can break through anything through research.”

As she moved the fingertips of her hand holding the dagger, a long hole tore through the Mana Devourer’s abdomen.

“This… this is….”

The Mana Devourer nodded as if he finally understood.

“Speed through wind and lightning!”
“Exactly.”

Larian’s blue eyes gleamed as she nodded.

“That dark aura doesn’t cover your entire body. Pierce through before you can react, and that’s all there is to it.”

As she moved her shoulder with a casual shrug, the Mana Devourer’s arm was torn off violently.

“Aaaahhhhh!”

The Mana Devourer hunched over, clutching at his severed arm.

“Know your place.”

Larian nodded as she watched the Mana Devourer writhe in agony.

“I am a Tower Master of the Five Towers.”
“Ugh….”

The Mana Devourer’s pupils trembled violently at that colossal aura.

Just as Larian was about to crush the Mana Devourer’s head with a dagger infused with subtle mana.

Kuwaaaaang!

With a tremendous resonance, Tacheon unfurled both his wings of light and darkness.

‘From this moment on….’

Larian lowered her delicate brows, watching the ominously flowing mana with a fearful expression.

‘This is the true beginning.’

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‘This is far too immense….’

I furrowed my brow as I observed Tacheon, who appeared genuinely enraged.

Kugugugugugu!

Vortices of light and darkness erupted around Tacheon.

The power was so overwhelming that it could swallow not just the mountain beneath me, but this entire region—sweat beaded on my palm gripping the sword.

‘Evelyn alone cannot withstand this.’

The vortex of light and darkness that Tacheon had unleashed contained tremendous mana and intricate incantations.

No matter how much Evelyn had studied Tacheon’s power and transcended to that realm, this was not a force she could handle alone.

Shhhhhhh!

Just as I turned the Heavenly Sword backward while preparing the Flame Rosary Wall and Shadowless Fragrance.

“Move forward.”

Evelyn called out to me in a gentle voice, instructing me to prepare for an attack rather than defense.

“Trust me and move forward.”

She nodded, asking me to believe in her.

“You truly don’t know your place.”

Tacheon’s lips twisted as if his pride had been wounded by Evelyn’s words.

“I’ll erase everything for you.”

As he raised his fingertips, the storm of light and darkness swelled to an even more colossal size, engulfing the entire Mountain.

Craaaaaack!

Trees, thickets, and boulders crumbled to dust, and the Mountain itself was carved away.

This transcended the realm of human capability. It was absolute magic befitting the name of a Transcendent.

-Why don’t you give it a try anyway?

Wrath tilted his chin as he looked at Evelyn.

-Trust her this time.
‘That’s unexpected.’

I chuckled as I looked at Wrath.

-What is?
‘In the past, you would’ve said never to trust that mad woman. You were adamant about it.’
-That, well….

Wrath let out a gasp, sensing his own transformation.

‘You’re a good one after all.’

I let out a soft chuckle and turned my gaze forward once more.

Kuguguguguguuu!

Watching the colossal vortex of light and darkness devouring the Mountain as it surged toward me, I curled my lips into a smile.

‘That’s right. This time, I’ll trust her.’

I abandoned defense and kicked off the fractured air itself. Charging toward the vortex—no, toward Tacheon beyond it—I wrapped the aura of extremity around both of my blades.

Kuguguguguuu!

Even as the vortex’s shockwave seared my skin, I did not retreat.

‘If I’ve trusted once, I’ll see it through to the end.’

Evelyn had asked me to trust her. Given the life she had lived, those were words she would struggle to speak—so I resolved to die here if necessary, focusing solely on my assault.

Fuuuuuuuk!

The vortex of light touched my hair, and the vortex of darkness tore away the sleeves of my uniform. As light and darkness began to dissolve not just my skin, but my bones and muscles themselves, Evelyn’s softly glowing mana descended before my eyes.
As light and darkness began to melt not just into her skin, but into her bones and muscles, Evelyn’s mana descended before her eyes with a subtle glow.

Whoooosh!

The whirlwind of light and darkness seems to freeze solid and come to a halt. The absolute magic that Tacheon unleashed begins to scatter like fine smoke before Evelyn’s incantation.

She erased Tacheon’s final technique without a trace, just as he had told her to believe in herself.

Twang!

The moment the whirlwind disappeared, Raon stepped forcefully on Taehwa Ibo and advanced toward Tacheon.

“Crazy…”

Tacheon tried to hastily prepare a defense, but his sword was already within the opponent’s range.

Raon Zigheart’s flowing swordsmanship, silver sword dream, and the Manhwagong’s untainted flame.

The crimson wave of Untainted Saltflame pierced through Tacheon’s heart, and the hazy silver slash of Dream Sword severed his neck.

Craaaaaash!

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