The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1085

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Chapter 1085

CLAAAAAAANG!

I blocked the surge of Sloth’s power that he unleashed, my teeth grinding deeply together.

‘Not yet.’

I haven’t poured everything out.

What I gained through training with Glen and Darkan wasn’t merely physical and mental growth.

The strengthening of my will, and the powers of the Demon Lords that paired with that will. I’ve grasped the method to harmonize these two contradictory forces.

WHOOOOOOSH!

I wielded both my will and the Demon Lords’ powers simultaneously.
The two energies bared their fangs at each other, yet they united their strength to overcome the formidable enemy before me.

ZZZZZZZZZT!

The flames of the Heavenly Sword surged up fiercely like a waterspout, while the frost of the Demonic Sword rippled dimly like a mirror reflecting the Bottomless Abyss.

I held my two blades against the tsunami of Sloth’s power, channeling will and authority that mixed as poorly as oil and water.

CLAAAAAAAGH!

Sloth’s power—which I could neither cut nor block until now—was torn to shreds like paper before the edges of the Heavenly Sword and Demonic Sword.

The darkness that had undulated as if to swallow the entire world burned in the flames and crumbled before the frost.

“How… annoying….”

Sloth furrowed his brow and spread both hands wide. The power of sloth extending from his fingertips stretched majestically, weaving a pitch-black net.

-That bastard….

Wrath let out a hollow laugh as he watched Sloth.

-Your pride seems a bit wounded?

He chuckled, noting that this was the first time he’d seen Sloth react in such a manner.

-Which means your power is far beyond what we anticipated.

Wrath nodded, as if receiving acknowledgment from Sloth himself.

‘I’m pleased, but this isn’t the time for such thoughts. If I’m caught there….’

I bit my lip as I traced the overwhelming power descending from Sloth—a force that left no room to escape like the Cheonra Net Formation.

‘I might melt away entirely.’

The power was so immense that merely touching it would shatter both body and soul.

‘I can’t flee.’

My escape route was already cut off, and I couldn’t wield my blade from a better position like before. I had to overcome Sloth’s power with every ounce of strength I possessed here.

Uuuuuuuuung!

I raised the Heavenly Sword downward and the Demonic Sword upward, assuming a swordplay stance that connected heaven and earth.

I detonated all the aura and will I had accumulated against Sloth’s power—a force that sought to devour not just me, but the entire Northern Region.

Paaaaaaaaah!

Manhwagong Heavenly Fire Ten Thousand Shattering Celestial Direction.
Raon Zigheart style sword technique: Void Slash.

I unleashed a sword strike imbued with the ultimate essence of formlessness against the net woven from Sloth’s power.

Szzzzzzzzzt!

The crimson blade mercilessly incinerated Sloth’s power, while the azure sword energy buried his aura beneath waves of frigid cold.

Screeeeeech!

Sloth’s aura, which had seemed too densely woven and fortified to tear apart no matter what, fractured not from the power dwelling in the blade itself, but from the mysterious swordsmanship itself.

‘I didn’t just gain the Concept.’

I poured more strength into my fingertips as I watched Sloth’s aura dissolve.

‘My mastery of the Ten Thousand Swords has grown even beyond that.’

Just as Glen had nurtured my Concept, Darkan had meticulously refined my swordsmanship.
Back then, it had been so grueling I’d wanted to give up, but seeing the results now, I was utterly satisfied.

“Ha…?”

For the first time, a sharp light of astonishment flickered in Sloth’s eyes. He seemed utterly unprepared for this outcome, his mouth hanging open.

-You… blocked it?

Wrath’s blue eyes widened in shock as well.

-Didn’t you keep failing at that?!
‘That’s true.’

I chuckled and nodded.

‘I really am a practical fighter, aren’t I.’

Unlike Glen and Darkan, who had been instructing me, when I faced Sloth’s Authority bearing down on me as if it would tear my very life apart, I instinctively found the perfect harmony between the two forces.
Even I found it absurd.

“Is this the harmony of Concept and Authority…?”

I exhaled heavily, my hands trembling as I gripped both blades.

‘This is incredible.’

While I had indeed grown both forces by continuously clashing the Concept and Authority against each other, this was the first time they had achieved such perfect harmony.
My heart pounded wildly at the sheer magnitude of power—far greater than I’d anticipated.

‘But….’

Holding my ground wasn’t easy.

The more powerful my swordsmanship became, the greater the backlash I endured. I didn’t yet possess the stamina for prolonged combat.

“Haaaa….”

Sloth shook his head slowly.

“Troublesome… I just want to sleep… But… my slumber… I must… take vengeance… for it…”

As his eyes rolled back, the Sturrin Mountains began to tremble as if on the verge of collapse.

Whoooooosh!

The power of sloth that had blanketed the Northern Sea was drawn back into Sloth.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

The frost that had never melted on the Sturrin Mountains for ten thousand years evaporated without leaving a single droplet, and pitch-black currents surged across the entire world.

Rummmmmble!

Sloth’s body was consumed by the power of sloth, and his skin was dyed a shadow-like, pitch-black darkness.

“What is this…”

I trembled as I watched Sloth transform.

“The dimension is completely different.”

The Sloth from moments ago and the one now drawing in sloth before my eyes had become entirely different beings, radiating a terrifying aura.

Even a sword strike forged from will and power seemed unable to cut through that darkness.

-It’s over.

Wrath shook his head as if all was lost.

-That fool has completely abandoned reason.

Wrath shook his head, saying the creature could no longer even pretend to be the Demon Lord of Wrath.

‘Then how do I stop him?’
-After pouring out all his accumulated rage and power, he will stop of his own accord.

Wrath shook his head, saying that even Sloth himself could no longer restrain him now.

-Surrender that body to the True Demon King at once! If you don’t, not only will you perish, but so will the one climbing the Mountain now and all those in Habun Castle!

He shook his head, saying a great war could erupt here.

-To think he’d rampage this far… Sloth must have been holding back for quite a long time.

Wrath shook his head, saying it seemed Sloth had finally exploded from continuously restraining himself and failing to capture him.

‘Not yet…’

I shook my head and raised both the Heavenly Sword and the Demonic Sword.

‘There is a way.’

Among the things I had gained through a month of training, there was one more I hadn’t yet tested.

-Don’t do it! Don’t waste your strength—just use Demon Lord’s Descent!

Wrath bared his teeth, saying mutual damage was unavoidable.

‘It’s fine. I can succeed.’

I drew a deep breath and fully released the auras of both the Heavenly Sword and the Demonic Sword.
Whirlwinds of flame and frost spiraled upward along both blades.

Zzzzzzzzzzzt!

Sloth extended his fist, held lightly, in a straightforward thrust. It was neither fast nor heavy, yet his fist strike consumed the space itself, advancing inescapably.

Booooooooom!

Raon gritted his teeth and brought down the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword simultaneously.

Raon Zigheart-style swordsmanship.
Sixth Form Divine-Demonic Harmony Technique—Cyan-Crimson Undefeated Sword.

I gathered every ounce of power contained within the Sword Realm to block Sloth’s fist, yet I was pushed back by sheer force.

Kuwaaaaaaaang!

Raon planted his heel firmly and drove both his sword and upper body forward simultaneously. The fact that I could barely withstand the fist only after unleashing the Cyan-Crimson Undefeated spoke to an absurdly overwhelming power.

-You blocked it well, but this is only the beginning!

Wrath shook his head as if to say it was just the start.

-Just surrender your body!
‘Not yet for me….’

Raon’s eyes gleamed with clarity as he curled his lips upward.

‘I still have one more blade left.’

As I recalled the blade honed by the hammer of conviction—a formless sword that no one could see—an invisible blade surged forth before my chest.

-Are you truly insane?

Wrath twirled his finger in front of his temple.

-What do you think you’ll accomplish with a Heart Sword that even the Master can’t properly cut with!
‘My Heart Sword is certainly weak. But….’

Raon twisted his expression as he faced Sloth’s darkly undulating soul.

‘What I’m about to cut isn’t Sloth’s soul.’

Drawing a deep breath, I unleashed the Heart Sword honed by my soul. With a blade of the mind that transcended spacetime, I severed the azure current that constricted his spirit—not Sloth’s soul, but his very consciousness—without leaving a single fragment behind.
With a blade of the mind that defies space and time, she cut down without leaving a single fragment the blue current that strangled Sloth’s spirit rather than his soul.

Terrrrrroooong!

Sloth, who had been about to cleave through my skull, staggered and froze mid-motion.

“Aah….”

The jet-black eyes that had burned with such intensity grew hazy, then finally went blank. The pitch-black authority of sloth that had enveloped his entire body dissipated like morning mist.

“Wh… wha…?”

Sloth blinked at me, clearly bewildered about what had just transpired.

-You bastard, what did you do?

Wrath’s jaw trembled in disbelief.

‘As you said, I am Sloth’s soul, but I can’t sever sloth itself. So….’

I flicked my fingers while watching Sloth blink helplessly.

‘I severed the wrath that dominated his mind.’
-That’s… possible? Even for a Heavenly Sword, how could….

Wrath shook his head, finding it even harder to believe.

‘Of course it wasn’t that simple.’

I chuckled and shook my head.

‘You said it yourself—my sloth is buried beneath Sloth’s original sloth and can’t exert its full power….’

I channeled the authority of wrath through my fingertips.

‘I figured that the wrath consuming Sloth would be nothing but mere emotion before your wrath.’

When I severed Sloth’s wrath just moments ago, I infused Wrath’s authority into the Heavenly Sword.
Just as Wrath had said, the feeble emotion couldn’t even squirm before the authority of a Demon Lord.

‘Thank you.’

I smiled and patted Wrath’s head.

‘Every time I find myself in crisis, the Demon Lord provides hints to help me escape. Truly worthy of the title Demon Lord.’
-That’s not it!

Wrath shrieked with a sharp cry.

-I’ve never wanted to help a wretch like you!

He thrashed about his entire body, insisting I stop spouting nonsense.

“Wrath’s character….”

Sloth exhaled a long breath while observing me.

“You’ve grown stronger. Much stronger….”

His eyes widened slightly, as though he had never anticipated such growth. For the Demon Lord of Sloth, it was an extraordinarily dramatic display of emotion.

“Really?”

I smiled as I sheathed the Heavenly Sword and the Mok Ryun Sword, their flames and frost extinguished.

‘I’m still not at the level of the Six Emperors Five Demons’ leader or a true Demon Lord….’

Yet I seem to have grown far beyond my expectations.

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“So what you’re saying is….”

I narrowed my eyes as I gazed down from below the Sturrin Mountains.

“Powerful aura fluctuations erupted repeatedly on the mountain slope?”

I turned my gaze toward Sloth as I posed the question.

“Mm….”

Sloth nodded heavily, as if all strength had drained from him. His eyelids began to tremble faintly—drowsiness was overtaking him.

“Yesterday too, the day before that too, this morning too… and tonight too… it kept… kept… kept erupting….”

Sloth scratched his head, complaining that the mountain had been shaking continuously for days and nights without end.

“This isn’t even a Demon Lord thing—even an ordinary person would be frustrated by this.”

Whether sleeping or working, if the lower levels kept rumbling day and night, anyone would inevitably suffer from stress.

It was clear that Sloth had endured this noise disturbance for so long that he was on the verge of losing control.

-The True Demon King experiences this frequently as well.

Wrath glared at me and ground his teeth.

‘You? From whom?’
-Obviously from you, you fool!
‘I’ve never made such a racket….’
-Whenever I try to sleep, you swing your sword around, and when I try to sleep again, you’re practicing your footwork—I can’t get any peace!

He nodded vigorously, as if he understood Sloth’s feelings perfectly.

“Today… it erupted again, and I thought… you did it….”

Sloth bowed his head apologetically.

“Why did you think I did it?”

I tilted my head in confusion.

“The aura….”

Sloth let out a long yawn before continuing.

“It was flame and frost….”

He bowed his head again, saying he had been mistaken.

“Flame and frost?”

As I furrowed my brow, Dorian climbed to the summit on trembling legs.

“Y-Young master. What in the world is this…?”

Dorian sensed Sloth’s lethargy and darted his eyes around, cold sweat streaming down his face.

“Perfect timing.”

I gestured to Dorian.

“You have bedding sets, right?”
“Y-yes, I do. They’re essentials.”

Dorian nodded, saying they were indispensable for camping.

“Bring out the finest ones.”
“Yes! Understood.”

The moment I gave the order, he retrieved pillows, a bed, and blankets as if his fatigue had vanished. They were clearly luxury items just to look at.

“Get some rest for now.”

I patted the bed Dorian had prepared with my palm.

“You must be exhausted. Sleep a bit, then we’ll talk.”

I told him to leave the rest to me and nodded toward Sloth.

“Really…?”

Sloth exhaled in disbelief.

“Of course.”
“Thank you… Wrath’s vessel… You are strong and… a good human… Thank you….”

Sloth muttered his thanks twice before crawling into bed with the sluggish grace of a sloth. Within seconds, the sound of snoring filled the chamber.

-You didn’t come here to ask for a favor, did you?

Wrath shook his head as if questioning why I wasn’t speaking.

‘Sloth’s condition isn’t good. Besides, if I solve the noise problem between floors, he’ll naturally stick around. There’s no issue.’

Raon laughed, saying that he was thinking about everything.

-Anyway, that weasel of a guy.

Wrath rolled his eyes, clearly displeased.

“Wow, falling asleep the moment you lie down? That’s an enviable talent….”

Dorian sighed, saying he couldn’t sleep well these days because of his fears.

“Um, but who is this person?”

He smacked his lips curiously.

“The Demon Lord of Sloth.”
“Ah, so he sleeps early because he’s the Demon Lord of Sloth. I thought… Ugh!”

Dorian nodded in understanding before collapsing right there.

“The Demon Lord of Sloth? That guy?”
“Don’t wake him. He just barely fell asleep.”

I tapped Dorian’s shoulder lightly before lowering my gaze back down the Mountain.

‘It doesn’t seem like a difficult task, but the problem is not knowing when those auras will appear again.’

According to Sloth’s account, auras erupted continuously regardless of day or night, but I couldn’t trust a Demon Lord’s sense of time, so I felt somewhat uneasy.

“I’ll need to wait here for a bit….”

I was about to brush off my hands and sit down on the floor when—

Chiiiiiing!

On the mountainside of Sturrin Mountains, crimson and azure dimensions tore open, and from within them, formidable auras erupted and collided against each other.

Booooom!

A catastrophic shockwave shook the entire mountain. A force that crushed the soul itself. It was a power that even clumsy Transcendents could not wield.

‘So that’s the flame and frost Sloth mentioned….’

Within the shockwave, I sensed both scorching heat and biting cold. Now I understood why Sloth had harbored suspicions about me.

‘But that’s not all.’

I narrowed my eyes and gently bit my lip.

‘The auras of flame and frost are being supported by a steadfast earthen force. That means….’

I nodded with conviction.

‘Two Transcendents at the highest tier are clashing.’

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