The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1006

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Chapter 1006

Wooooooooo!

The Eden Ghosts fell to their knees, pressing their foreheads to the ground.

“The Heavenly Demon has awakened the sky of demons!”
“Worship the Heavenly Demon who shall open that day!”

Even Eden’s executives, unburdened by brainwashing, bent their waists in unison, offering reverent bows to the Heavenly Demon. Their grotesque display resembled a cult no less fanatical than the White Blood Sect.

“….”

The Heavenly Demon offered no response to his subordinates’ worship. He merely held a bell that emitted a peculiar resonance in his hand, his gaze fixed solely upon me.

“Ugh….”

I bit my tongue, forcing strength into my body as it crumpled beneath the Heavenly Demon’s aura.

‘I’m going to die.’

With my stamina and mental fortitude depleted, merely meeting his gaze suffocated me. Had it not been for the Ring of Fire, I would have knelt like the other Eden Ghosts.

Gooooooo!

The Heavenly Demon maintained his overwhelming aura as if testing my endurance, remaining motionless in place.

“Hngh….”

I exhaled a strained breath and drove the Heavenly Sword into the ground. Using the blade as a staff to support myself, I clenched my teeth.

‘Such a being exists.’

The Heavenly Demon crushed my soul with merely the aura of his breathing. The entire space felt as though it lay within his grasp—the air itself grew heavy.

‘I must endure.’

If I were pushed back, the Heavenly Demon’s aura would extend toward Evelyn and Mark Goeten behind me. I had to endure it no matter what.

‘Ugh….’

As my vision blurred and I bit my tongue, ten daggers fell before my eyes.

Crash!

Larian descended with her hood pulled over her head and stood in front of me. She levitated all ten daggers simultaneously, her lips trembling.

Whoosh.

The moment Larian blocked my path, the Heavenly Demon’s aura—which seemed capable of tearing flesh and shattering bone—vanished.

“Haah….”

I exhaled the breath I’d been holding back, my waist bending as though I might collapse.

“A-are you the Heavenly Demon?”

Larian’s voice trembled with tension, as if she were seeing the Heavenly Demon for the first time. She lifted her gaze slightly.

“Tower Master Larian.”

The Heavenly Demon’s eyes narrowed as he regarded her. His voice was quiet, yet it carried the ferocity of a raging storm.

“You are different from what I heard. Both in power and in temperament.”

The Heavenly Demon nodded calmly, as though he had grasped everything about Larian the moment their eyes met.

“The same could be said of you.”

Larian pulled her hood further over her face, her shoulders trembling.

“H-heavenly ascended demon, they said, but you’re just a savage beast?”

She suddenly removed her hood, twisting her lips into a defiant smile. The bold spirit she’d displayed when fighting Tacheon had returned.

“Is that so.”

The Heavenly Demon dismissed Larian’s words with a casual wave and turned his gaze elsewhere. His eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scorched earth where Tacheon had been reduced to ash.

“How pathetically he perished, like vermin.”

The Heavenly Demon shook his head, his voice carrying both pity and mockery. As he extended a tattooed finger, a tiny fragment of wood rose from the black chasm below.

‘Could that be…?’

I swallowed hard, watching the wooden fragment being drawn into the Heavenly Demon’s palm.

‘Is that Tacheon’s mask?’

Though charred black, its shape and composition resembled a fragment of the mask Tacheon had been wearing.

“….”

The Heavenly Demon rotated his finger, examining the mask fragment from every angle.
I remained tense, expecting an immediate attack, yet I couldn’t discern his intentions.

“You….”

Larian looked up at the Heavenly Demon, her eyes narrowing.

“What are you plotting?”

She furrowed her brow deeply, clearly harboring the same suspicions as I did.

“I need to understand why I was summoned.”

The Heavenly Demon shook his head, holding both the crimson orb and Tacheon’s mask fragment in one palm.

‘Summoned? Why?’

I swallowed hard, staring at the crimson orb.

‘They called it the Heavenly Demon Bell earlier, didn’t they?’

The Eden Ghosts had cried out that the Heavenly Demon Bell had rung and the Heavenly Demon had descended. It seemed that orb was indeed the Heavenly Demon Bell—the artifact used to summon the Heavenly Demon.

‘And….’

I clenched my fist as I stared at the mask fragment beside the Heavenly Demon.

‘That bell was rung by Tacheon.’

The Heavenly Demon couldn’t have rung it alone, so Tacheon must have shaken that bell before his death.

But since the Heavenly Demon had confirmed that Tacheon was dead, there was no doubt he had perished.

“You want to hear why he summoned it?”

Larian narrowed her eyes and shook her head.

“Are you planning to resurrect a corpse just to ask it questions?”

She waved her hand, telling me to stop spouting nonsense and disappear.

“This is different from your human ways.”

The Heavenly Demon spoke of Tacheon’s mask fragment as though it were mere refuse, then lowered his chin.

“But I won’t be able to get answers in this state. I crushed him far too thoroughly.”

He wore a satisfied smile.

“…Right. He was being cheeky, so I stomped him flat.”

Larian chuckled coldly and nodded. She seemed to be drawing the Heavenly Demon’s attention away from herself and Evelyn.

“You’re terrible at lying.”

The Heavenly Demon turned his gaze slowly, his eyes settling on me and Evelyn behind Larian. Simply by standing here, he understood everything that had transpired on this land.

‘That monster… his power isn’t his only strength.’

I ground my teeth as I sensed the Heavenly Demon’s immense soul.

“Rise.”

The Heavenly Demon commanded the mask fragment with an aura-infused voice, as if weaving a spell of true words.

Goooooooh!

In that instant, natural mana converged like a tempest, and a brilliant light surged from the mask fragment.

Uuuuuung!

The mask fragment hovered in the empty air of its own accord, just as it had when affixed to Tacheon’s face, radiating a subtle golden radiance.

“Tacheon…?”

I trembled as I gazed at the mask fragment rising from the Heavenly Demon’s grasp.

‘I can sense Tacheon’s presence within it!’

Tacheon’s aura, which had been completely erased, seemed to have been resurrected by the Heavenly Demon’s command.

‘This is impossible….’

My jaw trembled as I stared at Tacheon’s mask fragment.

‘This isn’t sorcery or magic.’

The Heavenly Demon had used neither sorcery nor magic. He had simply summoned Tacheon’s soul to the mask fragment through the will of a transcendent being. The absurdity of it drew a hollow laugh from me.

“A monster….”

Larian’s lips trembled as well, as if witnessing an incomprehensible sight. Even to her, a supreme transcendent, the Heavenly Demon’s abilities seemed terrifying.

“Now I hear it again. That hideous voice.”

The Heavenly Demon sneered as he gazed upon Tacheon’s mask fragment.

-Raon….

Wrath called to me without tearing his gaze from the Heavenly Demon.

-The True Demon King has made a grave error.

The Heavenly Demon shook his head, as if he had misread something.

‘Could it be…’

Raon swallowed hard and turned his gaze toward Wrath.

‘Even you can’t handle it?’

I had known the Heavenly Demon’s martial prowess was formidable, but I never imagined it would be beyond even Wrath’s capabilities. My heart pounded so violently it felt like it might burst from my chest.

-That’s not it.

Wrath shook his head firmly.

‘Then what is it?’
-Do you remember when the True Demon King said the masked one reeked of Demon Lords?

He furrowed his brow while looking at the fragments of Tacheon’s mask.

‘Yes, I remember.’

Raon nodded. When Wrath first saw Tacheon, he had said the scent of another Demon Lord emanated from him.

-The True Demon King was mistaken. That one was merely a shell, and…

Wrath pressed his lips together tightly while looking at the Heavenly Demon.

-That cursed bastard’s true power dwells within this one.

He furrowed his brow, saying he could now see it clearly.

‘Wait a moment…’

Raon’s pupils trembled as he looked at Wrath.

‘Then the power the Heavenly Demon possesses is…’
-Pride, the Lord of Arrogance.

Wrath nodded, confirming that the Heavenly Demon wielded Pride’s power.

-Pride is holding firm, so even though that creature transcends the causality of the Human Realm, it remains completely unaffected.

He exhaled a shallow breath, having confirmed his suspicion after witnessing the divine authority the Heavenly Demon displayed moments ago.

‘Damn it….’

I looked up at the Heavenly Demon, my jaw trembling.

‘How am I supposed to stop something like that?’

With a power that could unsettle even Larian and the ability of Pride on top of it all, honestly, there seemed to be no answer.

‘But is it even possible to summon Tacheon’s soul through sheer power alone?’
-That’s what Pride’s ability does.

Wrath nodded as if it were obvious.

‘What exactly is Pride’s ability….’

I was about to ask Wrath about Pride’s authority when—

“Speak.”

The Heavenly Demon narrowed his eyes while gazing at the fragment of Tacheon’s mask.

“Why did you summon me?”

However, I couldn’t hear Tacheon’s words. It seemed only a single fragment of his soul remained, speaking only to the Heavenly Demon.

“To revive me and kill them?”

The Heavenly Demon lowered his cold gaze toward me and Larian.

“Is that how it always plays out?”

Larian bit her lip as she watched the Heavenly Demon, immediately gathering mana in preparation for battle.

‘Damn it….’

I pulled the Heavenly Sword from where I’d driven it into the ground and gripped it with both hands. I couldn’t withstand even a single blow, but I had to struggle to the very end.

“It is impossible.”

Yet the Heavenly Demon shook his head firmly, gazing at the fragment of Tacheon’s mask.

“There is only one request you can make of me now. Choose one of two options.”

The Heavenly Demon lowered his hand, telling me to select only one of the two reasons.

The relationship between Tacheon and the Heavenly Demon seemed to be far more than mere comrades.

Uuuuung.

The fragment of Tacheon’s mask continued to emit a subtle glow as if speaking to the Heavenly Demon.

“So your own life is what matters most after all.”

The Heavenly Demon let out a scoff, clutching the mask fragment in his grasp, and shattered one of his Heavenly Demon tokens.

“I’m leaving as things stand. Do you have anything to say?”

He looked at Larian as if asking what she intended to do. His arrogant demeanor suggested he would fight if she wished.

“Hmm….”

Larian bit her lip, her gaze shifting between me and Evelyn.

“It’s… it’s fine.”

Evelyn smiled awkwardly, as if it was acceptable to let Tacheon live. She had chosen a path where everyone could survive over five hundred years of vengeance.

“…Please, let him go.”

I nodded weakly to Larian, my strength depleted.

‘Damn it.’

Even having witnessed all of Evelyn’s memories, I couldn’t complete her vengeance. I never expected to feel such helplessness even after ascending to transcendence.

“Consider yourself lucky.”

Larian exhaled sharply and took a step back.

“….”

The Heavenly Demon nodded silently and turned his body. He was about to vanish into thin air when he suddenly stopped.

“That remark….”

The Heavenly Demon looked down at me and Evelyn again, releasing a chilling aura.

“Should have been said first.”

As if he had heard something from Tacheon, he immediately turned and descended before Larian.

“What are you thinking?”

Larian summoned daggers before her chest and furrowed her brow.

“I’ve changed my mind.”

The Heavenly Demon raised his finger, pointing at me and Evelyn.

“I should take those two with me.”

He declared before Larian that he would take me and Evelyn away, dismissing her entirely.

“Ha, do I look like a fool to you?”

Larian scoffed at the Heavenly Demon and raised her fingertips.

“Fine. I’ve been wanting to see how strong the greatest of the Four Demons truly is.”

She spun ten daggers like the wheels of a carriage, twisting her lips into a smile.

Whoooooosh!

As Larian quickly wove her incantation and brought her hands together, the ten daggers gleamed with their respective light and shot toward the Heavenly Demon.

Kuwaaaaaaaah!

Yet the Heavenly Demon simply raised his hand, effortlessly blocking the onslaught of daggers.

“Radiant Burst.”

As Larian opened her palm again, the daggers spiraled in a helical pattern, piercing through the Heavenly Demon’s aura and detonating with tremendous force.

Kuwaaaaang!

An enormous surge of mana erupted with enough power to push back the Heavenly Demon’s energy wave, savagely tearing apart the very space where he stood.

Goooooh!

Yet the Heavenly Demon remained suspended in the void where the ground had been obliterated, maintaining his exact same posture.

Despite taking Larian’s ultimate spell at point-blank range, not a single scratch marred his body.

“Tsk.”

Larian clicked her tongue as she slipped the returning daggers back onto her fingers.

“Damn, that aura is ridiculously tough.”

She furrowed her brow, acknowledging that he certainly lived up to his reputation.

“I have no intention of killing you, Tower Master.”

The Heavenly Demon turned his gaze calmly toward Raon.

“I only need those two.”

He lowered the hand that had blocked her magic, as if that was all there was to it.

“That’s not happening. If you want them, you’ll have to kill me.”

Larian clenched her fists with the daggers still fitted to her fingers, and two newly honed blades materialized before her.

A dagger of light and a dagger of darkness.

Ten daggers merged into two, unleashing a tremendous surge of mana. Now I understood why those ten daggers were called the Twelve Demonic Constellation Ratio.

Paaaaang!

Larian moved both hands, extending the dagger of light and the dagger of darkness. Light and darkness tore through the void, rushing toward the Heavenly Demon’s brow.

Kuuuuuu!

The Heavenly Demon simply raised his hand and blocked both daggers. Before his absolute aura, the blades trembled helplessly, unable to advance an inch.

“Not yet.”

Larian bit her lip and brought both hands together. The blades of light and darkness clashed against each other like combatants, igniting an intense grey radiance.

‘Void!’

My eyes widened as I beheld the grey luminescence. That power was the Void force Tacheon had wielded.

It seemed Larian had prepared this Void energy specifically to capture Tacheon.

Kuwaaaaaaaa!

The dagger infused with grey Void power pierced through the Heavenly Demon’s aura, hurtling toward his heart.

Kuwaaaaaaang!

The Void force that erased existence itself detonated, tearing pitch-black chasms across the sky and earth where the Heavenly Demon stood.

Huuuuuk.

The grey Void energy gradually subsided, and the Heavenly Demon’s form became visible once more.

Gooooo!

The Heavenly Demon still held only one hand raised. Yet thick veins bulged across his arm, and a strange crimson aura shimmered at his fingertips.

Huuuuk.

It appeared the Heavenly Demon had also drawn forth considerable power to block the Void.

“Indeed….”

The Heavenly Demon clenched his fist with trembling fingers and nodded.

“You have earned the right to be called a transcendent.”

He evaluated the Tower Master, a transcendent of the Five Emperors, as though she were far beneath him, and nodded.

“Still, I have no interest in you.”

The Heavenly Demon extended his tightly clenched fist. The punch moved with the sluggishness of a snail, yet its aftermath transcended imagination.

The sky was carved away, and the earth ignited in flames. As if only the Heavenly Demon’s fist strike existed in this space, even the flow of mana ceased.

“Damn it!”

Larian poured all her mana into the short sword held in a defensive stance, as though sensing death itself.
Despite her full effort, she was driven backward violently. Her hair scattered wildly, and blood sprayed from the corner of her mouth.

“If I’d known such a monster would come….”

Larian bit the blood flowing over her lips and shook her head.

“I should have brought different tools.”

She watched the short sword crumple and shatter before the Heavenly Demon’s fist strike, letting out a hollow laugh.

“Tower Master….”

I approached behind Larian and bowed my head.

“Send me. I’ve already experienced this once before.”

I assured her I was fine and told her to fall back.

“That’s exactly why you can’t go!”

Larian firmly shook her head, saying that because I had already endured it once, I must never be subjected to it again.

“But it’s dangerous!”

As Glen Zigheart effortlessly repelled the leaders of the Four Demons, the Heavenly Demon was similarly overwhelming Larian. At this rate, she would perish.

Crack!

The Heavenly Demon’s fist shattered all ten of Larian’s daggers and drove forward until it reached her very eyes.

“I told you when I first arrived…”

Larian blocked the Heavenly Demon’s fist with the mana in her grasp, spitting blood tinged with darkness.

“I was late because I needed to prepare.”
“What?”
“I’m here now.”

The moment a blood-stained smile graced her lips, the darkened sky tore open, and a crimson blade descended.

No—it was not merely a blade of light, but a god transformed into a sword.

Rumble!

The trembling earth, quaking with dread, stilled its vibrations, and the heavens, undulating as if in reverence to the demon realm, ceased their resonance.

That radiant dawn a thousand years past—when the Demon Dragon’s neck was severed and a new world unveiled. That brilliant light had returned to this age, and the crimson radiance drove back the impenetrable darkness.

Whoooosh!

A black cloak billowed across the devastated battlefield as the Heavenly Demon’s majestic aura subsided.

A pillar of the Five Emperors—the peerless swordmaster whom this world had named the Sword God—descended upon the ruined earth.

“Glen Zigheart!”

The Heavenly Demon smiled with exultation as it faced the old swordmaster who had erased the fist itself.

“Touching the children—how different from what you said to me.”

Glen Zigheart stepped before the Heavenly Demon, trampling the sunken aura. His transcendent presence illuminated the darkened sky with crystalline radiance.

The Sword God and the Heavenly Demon.

The absolute rulers of an era, one wreathed in light and the other in darkness, stood face to face as their crimson eyes blazed with intensity.

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