The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1007

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Chapter 1007

“G-Grandfather?”

I widened my eyes as I gazed at Glen Zigheart’s upright figure standing before me.

“How did you get here…?”

Larian had been on the brink of death, so I was prepared to risk my life and invoke the Demon Lords’ Descent, but I never expected Glen Zigheart to suddenly appear and block the Heavenly Demon’s fist strike.
I was so bewildered that I couldn’t close my mouth.

“I couldn’t let that happen again.”

Glen Zigheart nodded calmly, explaining that he had made preparations with Larian in case of any unforeseen circumstances.

“You’ve been through quite an ordeal.

He smiled gently as he looked at Evelyn and me.

“I… I…”

I bit my trembling lips.

‘Where do I even begin?’

I wanted to explain what had happened, but the words wouldn’t come as I looked at Glen Zigheart’s smile.

“We can hear your story later.”

Glen Zigheart patted my shoulder as if nothing was amiss, then turned his gaze back to the Heavenly Demon.

“Glen Zigheart.”

The Heavenly Demon’s eyes, which had held the flames of emptiness, now gleamed with joy as a deep exclamation escaped him.

“I never thought you would come this far.”

He showed delight as if meeting an old friend rather than an enemy.
This was the first time Glen had faced someone who remained unmoved even when confronted directly by his aura. The Heavenly Demon possessed power as lofty and noble as his name suggested.

“So I should call you the Heavenly Demon now?”

Glen tilted his jaw as he regarded the Heavenly Demon.

“It seems your actions have changed along with your name.”

His eyes narrowed with displeasure.

“The you from before wouldn’t have laid a hand on children who didn’t satisfy you.”

Glen clicked his tongue, saying you had grown uglier in the time he hadn’t seen you.

“Since you’ve already acted, don’t make excuses.”

The Heavenly Demon nodded, accepting that ugliness.

“But the word ‘children’ doesn’t suit those two.”

His eyes narrowed as he looked at Raon standing behind Glen.

“The children you protect reduced Tacheon to this state.

The Heavenly Demon spread his hand, floating fragments of Tacheon’s mask.

“….”

Glen felt Tacheon’s faintly glimmering soul emanating from the mask fragments, yet he did not erase his heavy aura.

“Even so, they shouldn’t be worth your attention.”

His brow furrowed deeper, as if his anger had only intensified.

“There is a reason, but I have no desire to speak of it.”

The Heavenly Demon raised both arms, showing no intention of explaining the situation with words.

Goooooooooo!

Glen Zigheart and the Heavenly Demon locked eyes, neither willing to yield an inch, and drew their auras upward.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Lightning bloomed from Glen Zigheart’s fingertips, coiling across the sky and raining crimson droplets.

Kuuuuuuu!

Black energy surged from the Heavenly Demon’s shoulders, shattering the battlefield and summoning boiling magma.

The absolute auras of two transcendents unleashed catastrophic phenomena.

“We should retreat.”

Larian grabbed my arm and pulled me back with a swift motion.

“That brute. It hurts like hell.”

She shook her palms, now glowing red from the contact with the Heavenly Demon, and frowned.

“Did the Tower Master call the Head of House?”

I exhaled sharply, looking at Larian.

“To be honest, I thought Derus Robert might come too, but in the end, it worked out.”

Larian chuckled, explaining that she was actually a contingency against Derus Robert, not the Heavenly Demon.

“How did you…?”
“I don’t trust destiny or fate. I judged based on experience alone.”

She snorted dismissively while gazing at the fragments of Tacheon’s mask.

“We can talk later. We should retreat further.”

Larian warned that staying near Glen Zigheart would leave not even a bone fragment behind, and withdrew to where Evelyn and Mark Goeten stood.

“Let the monsters fight among themselves.”

Though she herself was a monster, she seemed acutely aware of the stark difference between herself and the Heavenly Demon or Glen Zigheart.

“Are you alright?”

Raon approached Evelyn, who lay collapsed on the ground, and Mark Goeten, who knelt upon the earth.

“I can manage….”

Evelyn smiled awkwardly, insisting she could endure.

“I-I’m fine too, sir.”

Mark Goeten nodded, coughing blood from internal injuries, yet claiming he was unharmed. Both were the sort of people whose reassurances couldn’t be trusted, so I would need to keep a close watch on them.
Since she was the type of person whose reassurances couldn’t be trusted, I felt I needed to keep a close eye on her.

“I’ve used up all my healing magic. Just drink a potion for your internal injuries.”

Larian took out a round Unit pill from thin air and fed it to Evelyn and Mark Goeten.

“You too, Raon.”

She handed him an internal injury medicine as well. It looked like she was giving him a snack like chocolate.

“….”

Raon watched Glen face off against the Heavenly Demon while chewing on the internal injury medicine that Larian had given him.

“Would that be alright?”

For the first time, Glen was concerned because the Heavenly Demon possessed not only that absolute power, but also the authority of the Demon Lords.

“You don’t need to worry.”

Larian tapped his shoulder as if she had read his expression.

“That person won’t lose. Especially…”

She looked at me with a broad smile.

“Never in front of you.”
-That’s the truth, Wrath nodded heavily.

Wrath gave a weighty nod.

-Instead of worrying about that stubborn old fool, heal your internal injuries.

He smacked his lips, saying Glen didn’t need to be worried about. Hearing both of them speak, my heart eased somewhat.

Whoooooosh.

I operated the Ring of Fire and Manhwagong, observing the Heavenly Demon standing before Glen.

He seemed to have lost all interest in Evelyn and me, not sparing us a single glance.

“So you’ve come to awaken Eden now.”

Glen lowered one eyebrow as he watched the Heavenly Demon.

“No. I came only because of the covenant with Tacheon.”

The Heavenly Demon shook his head while brandishing the last remaining Heavenly Demon Orb.

“Isn’t it amusing?”

He twisted his lips as he looked at the fragment of Tacheon’s mask beside the Heavenly Demon Orb.

“He claimed to read the heavens and know all things in the world, yet this is what he’s become.”

The Heavenly Demon mocked Tacheon by tapping the mask fragment with his finger before placing it in his robe’s pocket.

‘As expected….’

I furrowed my brow as I heard the Heavenly Demon’s mockery.

‘Tacheon and the Heavenly Demon aren’t on good terms.’

Listening to the Heavenly Demon speak, it was hard to believe they operated the same faction—their relationship appeared utterly fractured.

“However….”

The Heavenly Demon turned his crimson eyes toward me, tightening the grip of his fingertips.

“I have never witnessed Tacheon’s foresight prove incorrect. It seems your grandson possesses something quite extraordinary.”

He licked his lips plainly, as though still coveting me.

“Yes. He is extraordinary.”

Glen Zigheart nodded in pure acknowledgment.

“But you lack the vessel to contain him.”

He twisted his mouth, implying that I possessed a vessel so immense that even the Heavenly Demon could not encompass it.

“You will learn that soon enough.”

The Heavenly Demon laughed thinly and released the power gathering in his grip.

“In truth, now is not the time to clash with you. The arrogant celestial calculator has ordained something. However….”

His eyes within the helmet blazed with crimson heat as he clenched his fist.

“I suppose a taste would be permissible.”

As the Heavenly Demon extended his massive leg, black aura erupted from his shoulders like raging flames. That darkness possessed a weight so dense and profound it could swallow light itself.

“Excellent.”

Glen Zigheart lifted his chin with arrogant bearing.

“I had no intention of letting you leave unscathed either.”

As he declared his intent to unleash his wrath, thunder and lightning descended from all directions, illuminating the dark night in crimson brilliance.

“Let us verify whether the name ‘Heavenly Demon Ascended to the Sky’ is truly worthy.”

Glen drew the Heavenly Sword from his waist, declaring he would become the sky itself.

“Can you handle it?”

The Heavenly Demon echoed Glen’s words back to him, laughing coldly.

“Let us see how far you can bear the weight of causality with that decaying, withered body of yours.”

He extended his fist, tightly clenched as if signaling the beginning.

Whoooosh!

Though the punch was not thrown with great force, the aura surged forth, warping the space around it. It was a fist strike worthy of being called divine power.

Boom!

Glen witnessed the Heavenly Demon’s fist strike tearing through space and rushing toward him, yet he did not retreat. Instead, he calmly raised his left hand.

Crash!

Glen received the Heavenly Demon’s fist strike with only his left hand, without even raising his sword.

“You talk much, yet is this all you have?”

He suppressed the black aura with his crimson aura and shook his head.

“Good. This won’t bore me.”

The Heavenly Demon seemed delighted by Glen’s words, curling his lips into a smile.
Strangely, his combat stance was not rigid or formulaic. He possessed the freedom of movement like the fighters in the Arena.

Crash!

As the Heavenly Demon thrust his fist forward with true intent, space ruptured in succession, and waves of black aura surged toward Glen’s eyes. It was a ravenous force that devoured light and aura alike.

Slash!

Glen drew the Heavenly Sword lightly as if practicing swordplay, and the Heavenly Demon’s fist strike split in half, sinking to the ground.

“I hear these days you’re called the Sword God rather than the Brain God. Now I see why.”

The Heavenly Demon’s lips curled upward in amusement. He flicked a circular aura condensed on his fingertip, then charged at Glen with his massive frame.

Boom!

As Glen erased the exploding aura with a sword strike, the Heavenly Demon attacked from the left.

Whoosh!

The Heavenly Demon unleashed a punch toward Glen’s waist without giving him a moment’s respite. The assault was so swift that it felt as though his fist had already connected the instant he extended it.

“That is not a name for you to judge.”

Glen answered calmly and inverted the Heavenly Sword, which had withstood the explosion, placing it before the Heavenly Demon’s punch.

Boom!

The Heavenly Sword became the ultimate shield, showing not even a tremor against the Heavenly Demon’s direct punch. It was the divine technique of a blade that erased even transcendent will itself.

“Fine. I should show you this much.”

As the Heavenly Demon pushed off the ground with his toes, his body rose from Glen’s right side. It appeared as though the very earth itself had folded, like a spatial compression technique.

Rumble!

The energies of heaven and earth converged above the Heavenly Demon’s clenched fist. Within a world distorted like a kaleidoscope, his fist shot forward like brilliant lightning.

Clang!

Glen thrust the Heavenly Sword toward the Heavenly Demon’s punch, which came crushing down with the weight of heaven and earth.

Crackle!

Crimson lightning blazed upon the silver blade, incinerating the black aura. The power of thunder—the very foundation of Glen’s martial arts—repelled the Heavenly Demon’s aura.

“Ha!”

The Heavenly Demon withdrew, shaking off the crimson lightning that burned his fist. He gazed at the blood trickling from his knuckles and broke into a deep smile.

“Certainly different. Unlike anyone else.”

The Heavenly Demon’s eyes gleamed with exhilaration as he thrust a thick fist toward Glen Zigheart’s heart.

Whoooosh!

Glen Zigheart advanced without yielding, swinging the Soul Reaper Sword ablaze with crimson lightning.

Boom!

In the duel between Glen Zigheart and the Heavenly Demon, the ripples of aura no longer propagated.

The two transcendents clashed with sword and fist in a realm of transcendence where sound and light had vanished, each targeting the other’s vitals.

A single sword strike split the horizon; a single punch crumbled mountains. It was not reality, but a battle of martial incarnates as if dreaming.

“Haah….”

I exhaled roughly, witnessing the true clash of transcendents.

‘Can I reach that level?’

I had been content after ascending to a stable realm of transcendence, but seeing the true masters made me ashamed of my complacency.

‘Come to think of it, I didn’t defeat the Black Tower Master or Tacheon myself.’

Chamber had drained the Black Tower Master’s power, and Evelyn had perfectly interpreted Tacheon’s magic, allowing me to exploit the opening. Had I fought either alone, I would have suffered a crushing defeat.
If both of them had fought alone, they would have been defeated miserably.

“On top of that…”

Raon frowned as he watched the battle between the Heavenly Demon and Glen, who seemed to be warping space and time itself.

“Those two aren’t enemies.”

Just as Glen didn’t use the Heart Sword, the Heavenly Demon was also hiding something.

“Learn. You need to learn even now.”

A duel between masters who had transcended the name of transcendence wasn’t something one could simply watch and appreciate. I had to learn something, anything, and return with it.

I exhaled slowly.

As I resonated the ring of fire and tried to focus on the battle between Glen Zigheart and the Heavenly Demon, I heard a whimpering sound from behind.

Scrape, scrape.

I turned my head to see Evelyn clawing at the ground with blood-soaked hands.

“Evelyn?”

I grabbed Evelyn’s arm as she tried to tear at the earth.

“What’s wrong?”
“Frustrated….”

Evelyn ground her teeth, her head bowed.

“I said it was fine, but I’m so frustrated….”

She had said it was acceptable to let Tacheon go, but it seemed her anger was unbearable beneath the surface.

“I finally caught him after 500 years, and now this!”

Evelyn wept crimson tears, saying that if she let Tacheon go like this, she would never be able to capture him again.

-Mad Woman….

Wrath seemed to sense Evelyn’s emotions as well, biting his lip before patting her back with his hand. It appeared he was empathizing with her, having witnessed her memories.

“….”

I bit my lip as I watched Evelyn sobbing amid blood and tears.

‘How pathetic.’

While I was thinking I should learn from watching the masters fight, Evelyn was remembering the people who had died to Tacheon and her own past.

I had spoken so confidently, as if I could resolve everything, yet the shame of accomplishing nothing sent a burning heat rushing to my face.

“Didn’t I say it earlier?”

I bit my lip and pushed myself to my feet.

“If Tacheon returns, I’ll kill him again. That promise…”

I walked toward the black rift where Glen and the Heavenly Demon clashed, baring my teeth in a grin.

“I’ll protect it now.”
“R-Raon?”

Evelyn shook her head rapidly as if asking what I meant.

“No! You’ll disappear without a trace too!”

Larian grabbed my arm as if to stop me.

“It’s fine. I’m not being reckless.”

I said I had a reasonable chance of success, lowered the Heavenly Sword and Wooden Wheel Sword to the ground, and drew the Soul Reaper Sword from behind my waist.

‘There’s no other way.’

As Larian said, if I stepped directly between those transcendents, my body would be reduced to dust.
I had to aim for fragments of Tacheon’s mask from a distance with the Sword of Victory.

‘And it has to be with this Soul Reaper Sword.’

No other blade would suffice. Only the Soul Reaper Sword could sever Tacheon’s soul now.

“Don’t do it! Just don’t do it!”

Evelyn shook her head frantically, pleading for me to stay by her side.

“I trust you.”

I smiled reassuringly at Evelyn and slowly turned my steps toward the battlefield.

‘Not now.’

Glen and the Heavenly Demon were exchanging techniques to loosen their bodies. With plenty of energy remaining, this was a time to wait.

‘Waiting is…’

I caressed the crimson blade of the Soul Reaper Sword and exhaled deeply.

‘What I do best.’

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“As expected.”

The Heavenly Demon’s lips curled upward beneath his helmet.

“You are the only human on this Continent who can satisfy me.”

He nodded, clearly enjoying the exchange with Glen.

“For now, perhaps.”

Glen shook his head coldly, splitting the fist strike the Heavenly Demon unleashed with the blade of the Heavenly Sword.

“Now that we’re warmed up, shall we begin in earnest?”

The Heavenly Demon lowered his clenched fist to his side. As tyrannical energy surged from his entire body, the very earth began to undulate like waves from the mana alone.

“Come.”

Glen planted the Heavenly Sword at his center, and a magnificent crimson radiance soared skyward along the silver blade.

Kuguguguguguguuu!

The majestic auras of two transcendents unfolded endlessly as the world was painted in light and darkness. It was a collision of martial gods who had ascended beyond transcendence to absolute supremacy.

Roooaaarrr!

The Heavenly Demon surged forward with eyes ablaze with exultation, shattering the earth beneath him. His fist descended with a terrifying weight that seemed to contain the very sky itself.

Crrraaash!

Glen Zigheart’s Heavenly Sword erupted as crimson thunder. The red lightning split the overcast heavens with razor-sharp brilliance.

Roooaaarrng!

The transcendent forces of two supreme beings collided, and heaven and earth inverted. Thousands of fractures tore open between blade and fist, and a tempest of aura erupted skyward.

Crrraaack!

As Glen Zigheart and the Heavenly Demon drove their blade and fist downward, testing each other’s strength, a crimson dagger flew in without a sound. It was the Soul Reaper Sword, infused with the mysteries of the Sword of Victory.

“My grandson….”

The Heavenly Demon’s brow furrowed as fierce rage surged through him.

“You taught him poorly, Glen Zigheart!”

He swung the back of his left hand to deflect the Soul Reaper Sword.

But the Soul Reaper Sword pierced through space before it could be caught in the Heavenly Demon’s grasp, surging toward his chest.

“Hmph!”

Even in that critical moment, the Heavenly Demon reacted and seized the dagger in his hand.

Shiiing!

But the dagger contained more than just the mysteries of the Spatial Sword. The aura of vengeful spirits, refined to the absolute limit by Raon, manifested as a blade of light that tore at the enemy’s very soul.

Shiiing!

The minuscule slash extending from the Soul Reaper Sword cleaved in half the mask fragment of Tacheon that the Heavenly Demon had been protecting.

Kyaaaaa!

Tacheon’s soul, which had been sealed within the mask fragments, scattered into the void with a grotesque scream.

Gugugugugugu!

For the first time since the battle began, the Heavenly Demon’s gaze shifted away from Glen Zigheart and fixed upon me. His eyes burned with fury and bewilderment as he ground his teeth.

“You….”

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