The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1127

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Chapter 1127

“R-Raon….”

Lectar raised his bleeding left arm and gestured toward me. His eyes held both the joy of a miraculous reunion and bitter concern simultaneously.

“Lord Raon?”
“Yes, how did you….”

Mustan and Lawrence were equally stunned by my sudden appearance, their mouths hanging open as blood dripped from their lips.

“I’m fortunate to have such good friends.”

I closed my eyes briefly, thinking of Evelyn, who had granted me spatial movement through a single letter, and Sparrow, who had guided me to this place.

“From now on, I will fight. The three of you should rest.”

After telling Lectar, Mustan, and Lawrence to fall back, I turned my gaze toward Ramiel.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

As the Archangel Ramiel reattached his severed head to his bleeding neck, azure lightning flashed brilliantly, and his wounds began to vanish. It was the Celestial Race’s unique regenerative ability powered by divine energy.

‘As expected….’

I narrowed my eyes as I watched Ramiel regenerate by reattaching his severed head to his neck.

‘So beheading alone won’t kill him?’

To save Lectar, I had spun flames at high speed to sever Ramiel’s neck and even detonated the severed surface, yet he had restored himself as if nothing had happened. In that instant, I realized the being I would have to fight was no longer human.

“So it’s you.”

Ramiel slowly rotated his neck and twisted his lips into a smile.

“One of the humans he warned me to be careful of—Raon Zigheart.”

He nodded fiercely, declaring that he would recognize me at a glance.

“However, I sense no power worth cautioning against. That old man would be preferable. Of course, that human also ended up in this pathetic state.”

Ramiel pointed his finger downward at the fallen Lectar. He let out a childish laugh, as if the insects’ death throes were worth watching.

“Come then, Ogre. I’ll burn that entire body of yours to ash.”

As Ramiel stamped his foot, sickly yellow lightning erupted from the fractured Battlefield, spreading outward in all directions.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Each strand of lightning possessed the cutting power of a transcendent master. Merely touching the bolts would cause flesh and bone to dissolve.

-That hideous face….

Wrath scanned Ramiel from head to toe, his nose wrinkling in disgust.

-So it really is that arrogant brat Ramiel, thinking himself superior to all!

The creature gnashed his teeth, fury rising at the mere sight of Ramiel’s face.

Slash!

I sliced through the lightning approaching Lectar, Lawrence, and Mustan with the Heavenly Sword, my eyes rolling backward.

‘Is Grandfather alright?’

Even after pouring all the sacred power blooming from Darkness into him, I couldn’t heal him completely.

So much divine power was embedded in Lectar’s body that despite exhausting all the sacred power blooming from Darkness, I couldn’t erase all his wounds. Moreover, since Lectar had lost his right arm—the swordmaster’s very lifeline—anxiety pricked at my fingertips.

-There is no need for concern.

Wrath examined Lectar’s condition, then shook his head calmly.

-Your healing ability is exceptional, and thus holds some efficacy even against divine and demonic power. Your grandfather will recover on his own.

He lowered his chin, telling me to focus on Ramiel before us instead. Hearing such confident words from the Demon King, my worry eased somewhat.

‘Understood. I’ll focus on that damned Archangel.’

I nodded while gripping the Heavenly Sword firmly.

‘Winning will be difficult, but I need to endure as long as possible.’

The aura emanating from Ramiel’s lightning was even superior to Lectar’s. I was concerned about how long I could actually fight against that monster when I hadn’t yet reached the level of a leader among the Five Emperors Three Demons.

-Don’t just endure. Destroy his heart.

Wrath furrowed his brow, telling me not to lose before the fight even began.

-That bastard. He’s not normal despite appearing fine.
‘What do you mean?’

I glanced at Wrath, moving only my eyes.

-Your beheading had some effect, but it seems your grandfather came close to destroying that damned bastard’s heart.

Wrath narrowed his eyes to slits, observing how Lectar had fallen and Ramiel had survived by the narrowest of margins.

-That bastard is currently regenerating his ruptured heart, so he can’t use his full power right now. In other words….

He raised his hand, pointing to Ramiel’s chest where flesh was filling in.

-Ramiel cannot unleash his full strength at this moment!

Wrath clenched his fist forcefully, insisting that I couldn’t miss this opportunity.

‘So he was acting all along?’

I bit my lip as I watched Ramiel, who was naturally surrounded by lightning.

‘To recover from his wounds and restore his power?’

Ramiel had unleashed a murderous aura as if to crush me to death, then remained motionless in that spot. I had thought he was being arrogant, but hearing Wrath’s explanation, it seemed he was buying time to recover from the injuries inflicted by Lectar.

-Correct.

Wrath twisted his lips into a grin as he looked at Ramiel.

-That bastard is squeezing out power by force to summon those lightning bolts. He’s definitely praying inside that you don’t engage him!

He clicked his tongue, saying he could see right through Ramiel’s thoughts.

-If Ramiel were prepared to die, things would be quite different, but for now, the important thing is to push him to that point.

Wrath clenched his jaw, insisting we fight immediately.

‘Understood.’

I steadied my breathing and pulled Manhwagong and Glacsia up with all my strength. I stomped my feet, vowing to avenge Lectar even if I died here.

-The True Demon King said it, didn’t he?

Wrath clapped his hands loudly as he looked at Lectar.

-Your grandfathers are strong!

He spread his hand, telling me not to waste the opportunity Lectar had created.

‘Grandfather.’

I turned to look back. Lectar should have collapsed long ago from pain and exhaustion, yet somehow he remained conscious, watching over me. Concern and pride shone simultaneously in his wavering gaze.

“Please wait just a moment longer.”

The moment I turned away from Lectar, I drew the Mok Ryun Sword and drove both it and the Heavenly Sword into the ground.

“Sword Realm Manifestation.”

I pressed down the earth melted by lightning with two blades and opened my Mental World, now solidified to an even greater degree. The will constructed through swords connected reality, and towering pillars of red and blue light rose as if bridging heaven and earth.

“Divine Demon Harmony Seal.”

The lightning bolts summoned by Ramiel burned in the raging flames and froze before the stern frost.

Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle!

Above the dark, brooding sky, a golden sun and azure moon rose forth, and I summoned two blades forged from my own flesh.

Crack!

I gripped the divine and demonic swords—honed from the sun and moon—in both hands as I bent my left knee forward. The earth trembled, and countless stone fragments lifted into the air.

“Ugh!”

Ramiel felt my aura surge dramatically and retreated, constructing a wall of lightning behind him.

Boom!

I stepped through the Heavenly Footwork and moved behind Ramiel, driving the golden-burning divine sword toward his chest. It was a probing strike to gauge his strength, not a full-power attack.

Crackle!

Ramiel met the divine sword head-on, extending a fist wreathed in lightning. The air compressed from the speed and tremendous force, twisting as if about to rupture.

Crash!

The divine sword and Ramiel’s fist collided directly, sending sparks and lightning cascading in all directions.

Sizzle!

I drew the demonic sword upward from its angled position, aiming for Ramiel’s throat along with the lightning.

“Hmph!”

Ramiel brought down his left elbow, crackling with lightning, and struck the demonic sword. The tremendous recoil bent the blade’s trajectory to the right.

“Is that all you have?”

He extended his lightning-engulfed hand as if declaring it was his turn to attack. His intent to kill was absolute—he would tear my arm clean off.

Crash!

I deflected Ramiel’s hand as it drove forward like lightning, then nodded calmly.

‘You were right.’

Right now, that bastard isn’t at Archangel-level strength.

As Wrath had said, Ramiel’s current power was not significantly different from my own. I had to strike him down decisively before he recovered.

‘And on top of that….’

If he’s using lightning, that works even more in my favor.

Whoooosh!

I surged forward, drawing my aura to its peak intensity. I advanced as if tearing through space itself, aiming for Ramiel’s back.

“You!”

Ramiel read my trajectory and threw a fist imbued with lightning. It wasn’t a simple punch—it carried the proper flow of genuine martial technique.

‘It’s definitely a supreme-level movement, but I can see it all.’

I twisted my wrist holding the Divine Sword. The crimson blade advanced with serpentine flexibility, piercing through the lightning and burrowing into Ramiel’s chest. It was a harmony born from the insight forged by the Ring of Fire and my own growth.

Crunch!

I felt the Divine Sword shatter Ramiel’s skin and bone, driving deep into his chest cavity.

“Gaaahhh!”

Ramiel coughed blood and doubled over. He unleashed lightning from within his body, attempting to incinerate his own heart to repel the Divine Sword. The recoil was so tremendous that my body was forced backward.

Screeeech!

I retreated with the Divine Sword, observing the wound I had inflicted on Ramiel. From the gash where flesh had burned away, black blood—long since dead—trickled down.

‘A wound left by Grandfather.’

Just as Wrath had said, Ramiel had not fully recovered from the injuries Lectar had dealt him. I had to keep pressing the attack now.

Boom!

I stepped on the Flowing Sword Technique’s Taehwa Sambo, advancing like ripples across a calm lake, and brought both the Divine Sword and Demon Sword down simultaneously on Ramiel’s waist and shoulder.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Ramiel summoned lightning across the back of his hand, attempting to block both blades I wielded simultaneously.

Clang!

Watching Ramiel’s hands move faster than myself, I deliberately slowed the pace of the Heavenly Sword and Demonic Sword. It was the subtle art of using a heavy blade to suppress a swift one.

“Wha—?”

The moment Ramiel’s lightning missed my blade and lashed through empty air, I switched from heavy to swift, driving both the Heavenly Sword and Demonic Sword toward his thigh and chest.

Splurt!

The combination of Frost Flame and Returning Heaven flowed together as smoothly as silk, carving long gashes across Ramiel’s thigh and chest as crimson blood sprayed forth.

“You dare, you worthless trash!”

Ramiel’s eyes rolled back as flesh froze and burned simultaneously, and he unleashed a torrent of devastating lightning from his fingertips.

Boom!

Rather than rushing forward recklessly, I stepped back and let the lightning Ramiel fired wash past me.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Yet the lightning Ramiel summoned clung to me as though it possessed eyes, cutting off any escape route.

“Die!”

Ramiel poured immense divine power into this attack as if determined to kill me with it. White radiance infused the lightning, creating pressure as formidable as prison bars.

‘This is certainly different.’

Ramiel’s true body had weakened, yet the lightning he summoned still boasted tremendous power. It seemed best to close the distance and stay pressed against him.

Boom!

I tilted the Heavenly Sword upward and the Demonic Sword downward, unleashing two waves of Flame and Frost Swordsmanship. The twin blades wreathed in fire and ice read the flow of lightning itself, cleanly severing the bolts descending from all directions.

Crash!

I didn’t stop at merely blocking Ramiel’s assault—I stepped forward on the Heavenly Sword and carved deep wounds across his arms and legs.

Screech!

Scorched flesh, seared by both heat and cold, fell from Ramiel’s limbs as blood sprayed forth like a fountain.

“Insignificant pest!”

He roared in fury and brought down nine whips of lightning. Each one was larger than a building, leaving no visible space to escape.

Clang!

I unfolded the Crimson Thirty-Six Strikes with the Divine Sword while raising the Flame Wall with the Demonic Sword, executing both offense and defense simultaneously.

Boom!

A colossal shield of frost diverted the lightning whips to the ground, while thirty-six thrusts of flame from all directions lashed across Ramiel’s entire body.

Crack!

Ramiel erected a wall of lightning, but the Crimson Thirty-Six Strikes curved like a bow and advanced relentlessly, shattering his skin and bones.

“Ahhhhh!”

Unable to endure the agony erupting across his entire body, he finally fell to his knees upon the battlefield he himself had destroyed.

“An Archangel kneeling before a human…”

I looked down at Ramiel and tilted my chin upward.

“Isn’t that a disgrace to the Celestial Race? Derus will surely cast you out.”

I mocked him with a sneer, waving my hand dismissively to provoke him further.

“Worm!”

Ramiel exhaled violently, his breath tinged with blood, and clenched his fists.

“I’ll kill you without leaving a trace!”

As he stamped his foot and stretched his hand toward the sky, a colossal bolt of lightning tore through the dark clouds. It was a thunderbolt of such tremendous magnitude that it could have engulfed this entire area and more.

‘That’s going to be dangerous.’

I pushed forward at full speed using Heavenly Steps and drove the Manhwagong’s crimson point directly into the strike.

Splortch!

A red dot embedded itself in the void, and Ramiel’s right arm burst apart. Yet the lightning he had summoned did not dissipate; instead, it blazed with even more intense brilliance.

“You, you fool! The lightning I’ve called can never disappear.”

Ramiel twisted his lips, claiming that even if I severed his neck instead of his arm, the lightning would not be erased. Along with his mockery, the thunderbolt that covered the sky descended upon my head.

“Then I’ll simply cut it down.”

I raised the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword against the cascading lightning. The two blades harmonized as one, drawing crimson and azure arcs.

Heavenly Sword Heavenly Sword Grand Resonance.
Celestial Thunder Palace Boundless Lightning Slash.

The Divine Sword split the crimson heavens open, while the Demonic Sword summoned azure lightning.

Roaaaaaaaar!

The technique of Heavenly Sword Celestial Thunder, which contained the true thunder of the heavens, cleaved Ramiel’s magnificent lightning bolt in two.

“Th-this is….”

Ramiel’s jaw trembled as he watched the Sagrado lightning split like paper, unable to believe what his own eyes were showing him.

“This is impossible! Your power cannot possibly cut through that lightning!”

He shrieked like a petulant child, insisting it was an impossibility.

‘Now’s my chance.’

I felt Ramiel’s emotions surge, and the lightning coursing through his body weaken. I pressed down with the Eternal Harmony Step.

“What kind of trick is this… cough!”

As Ramiel gnashed his teeth and thrashed about, I silently drove both the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword into his chest.

“Ugh! You….”

Ramiel blocked the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword with his lightning-wrapped hands, preventing them from moving further.

“I learned swordsmanship from the true master of lightning.”

I shook my head, recalling Glen’s blade—a lightning king far more powerful than Ramiel.

“I won’t lose to a counterfeit.”

I bent my knees and leaned my upper body forward, detonating the aura dwelling within both swords.

Raon Zigheart Style Swordsmanship.
Sixth Form Divine Demonic Harmony Resonance Technique—Azure Crimson Undefeated Sword.

The two lights blooming from the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword intertwined, obliterating Ramiel’s chest entirely.

Boom!

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