The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1128

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Chapter 1128

Whoooosh!

The massive explosion created by the Heavenly Sword and Demonic Sword shook the very fabric of space.
As if the sky were splitting apart and the earth collapsing, gray dust engulfed everything in sight.

“Surely not….”

I narrowed my eyes as I watched the Heavenly Sword and Mokryun Sword return to their original forms.

‘Did they not pierce properly?’

After embedding both the Heavenly Sword and Demonic Sword into Ramiel’s chest and activating the Cerulean Crimson Undefeated Sword, he should have been dead on the spot.
Yet from within the billowing black smoke, Ramiel’s aura was blazing far more violently than before.

-No, they pierced properly.

Wrath shook his head calmly.

‘Then why?’

I turned my gaze toward Wrath with a questioning look.

-Didn’t the True Demon King tell you from the beginning? That though Ramiel is weakened, it’s different when he uses his life force.

Wrath lightly tapped his own head, reminding me of what he had said before.

‘Then that means….’
-That’s right. Ramiel has opened the life force he’s accumulated all this time.

As he raised his hand, brilliant golden lightning bloomed from within the billowing smoke, devouring the flames and frost.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Ramiel’s lightning displayed terrifying destructive power, trampling heaven and earth as if it would consume the entire world.

‘Vitality, then….’

I fixed my gaze on Ramiel as I asked the question.

-It refers to the life force that a being has accumulated as a living creature. Aura, divine power, and mana can be recovered even if lost, but vitality cannot be regenerated except through extremely rare methods.

Wrath nodded his chin, noting that Ramiel was opening such vitality.

-Ramiel is an Archangel who has lived for thousands of years. Normally, you should have burst from his lightning the moment he opened his vitality.

Wrath let out a scoff as he watched Ramiel’s lightning spreading in all directions.

-But your sword strike just now created a greater impact on his heart, so even though he opened his vitality, he cannot use his full power.

He shook his head, saying that the lightning making flesh tremble was far from Ramiel’s full strength.

-Foolish and arrogant. If he had consumed his vitality from the start, he would have easily subdued you.

Wrath sneered, saying that Ramiel had ended up in this state because he thought he could easily subdue me and had been negligent.

“Melt away!”

As Ramiel’s cry burst from the black smoke, lightning obedient to his will shot toward me and the people behind me.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

I unfolded the Radiant Sword and the Snowwind Sword Technique to block the lightning targeting Lectar, Lawrence, and Mustan.

‘Certainly different from before.’

Even wielding both swords with full force, it was not easy to deflect the lightning.

Whether due to the vitality or Ramiel exerting his full power, the heat and weight of the lightning seemed twice as strong as before. The tips of my fingers holding the swords ached.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Behind the split lightning, the figure of Archangel Ramiel emerged. He spread eight wings like a great roc, his eyes flashing with a sinister light.

However, a hole the size of an adult’s head had been torn through his chest, and black blood was flowing from within.

‘That wound….’

I tightened my grip as I observed the wound that Ramiel couldn’t erase even after using his vitality.

‘Did I tear open the wound that Grandfather created even further?’

The Crimson Heavenly Sword hadn’t simply vanished without accomplishing anything. It was clear that Lectar’s strike had torn open the wound he’d inflicted on Ramiel, dealing severe damage to both his body and spirit.

‘If such a wound exists, it makes sense that even using vitality wouldn’t allow him to display his full power.’

With a hole that size pierced through his chest and his heart more than half destroyed, if he could still wield his full power, he should be called a god rather than an Archangel.

“Even if all that I’ve built crumbles away….”

Ramiel glared at me, grinding his teeth.

“I’ll reduce you wretches to dust!”

His pride wounded, he wrapped his entire body in lightning as his eyes burned with murderous intent fixed upon me.

“You’re not the only one frustrated.”

I tilted my chin toward Ramiel.

“Before the Crimson Heavenly Sword, you need to be dead for the picture to look right. I don’t understand why you’re still struggling.”

I raised the Heavenly Sword and the Wooden Wheel Sword, declaring I would finish him this time for certain.

“Insolent bastard….”

Ramiel’s fury ignited genuinely as he stomped his feet violently, wrapping himself in even denser lightning. Rather than summoning lightning to strike down, he seemed intent on charging forward with his own body.

“I’ll separate bone from flesh and incinerate every last bit of you!”

As Ramiel shrieked and stomped his feet, he vanished completely from my sight.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

I twisted my body to the right. Ramiel had appeared at my right side, extending his fist. He drove a punch far faster and more ferocious than before, as if his injuries didn’t exist at all.

Whoooooosh!

As Raon’s blade traced an elegant arc through the air, a crimson curtain rose and engulfed all of Ramiel’s fist strikes. The Manhwagong’s Shadowless Technique—a swordsmanship originally designed to erase malevolent forces—had completely nullified the Celestial’s lightning aura.

“You resort only to vile sorcery!”

Ramiel gnashed his teeth, incredulous that his full-powered fist strikes had dissipated without even leaving a tremor of impact.

“That simply means you are equally vile.”

Raon chuckled softly and shook his head.

“This curtain absorbs malevolent energy far more readily.”

The Shadowless Technique erased malevolent forces more easily than ordinary aura. Watching Ramiel’s lightning dissolve so effortlessly suggested that Manhwagong classified divine power as equally malevolent as demonic energy.
Looking at how easily Ramiel’s divine lightning melted away, it seemed the Manhwagong was judging divine power to be as evil a force as demonic power.

“The Celestial Race is vile? That is not for a mere human to say!”

As Ramiel unleashed a terrible cry, the vast lightning bolts swirling around him seeped into his body with brilliant radiance.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Veins bulged across Ramiel’s entire form, and his eyes blazed with the same yellow light as the lightning. His aura surged with such intensity that it sent chills down the spine. The lightning that had blanketed the heavens and earth seemed to have taken human form.
His qi rose so sharply that it sent chills down the spine. It was as if the lightning that had been covering the Sky and earth had transformed into human form.

“I will end you.”

Before sound could even travel, Ramiel circled to Raon’s left and unleashed a punch. Though the lightning did not spread outward, the force contained within his fist was incomparably stronger and faster than before.
Even without the lightning spreading, the power contained in his fist was so strong and swift that it was on a different level from before.

Boom!

Yet Raon did not retreat even against such overwhelming force, instead meeting it head-on with the Rosary Wall.

Whoooosh!

Ramiel’s fist slid off the Rosary Wall and crashed into the ground. The earth was carved away as if by a colossal blade, the devastation of his power laid bare.

“What…?”

Ramiel’s eyes trembled as he struggled to accept that his power had been deflected, then he shifted to the right and brought his palm strike down.
A hand blade faster and more devastating than even a supreme transcendent’s sword strike fell toward Raon’s neck.

Clang!

Raon remained unflustered by Ramiel’s attack this time as well, using the Neck Wheel Sword he had lifted with the Dual Sword to execute the Heavenly Bow Sword, achieving a perfect defense.

“What… what is this…?”

Ramiel stepped back, his jaw trembling as he failed to comprehend what was happening.

“What is this?!”
“I told you.”

Unlike the flustered Ramiel, I nodded with calm eyes.

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

I had witnessed Glen’s sword and lightning countless times, and from him I had learned even the ancient martial arts of the Heavenly Bow Sword and Heavenly Thunder Palm. Ramiel’s lightning, merely holy and fierce, posed no threat to me whatsoever.

“Your bluster means nothing to me!”

Ramiel shrieked and rushed forward. He seemed to have drawn upon even more of his life force, charging faster than before.

‘Right.’

I read the flow of Ramiel’s attack and deflected his powerful fist using the opening move of the Heavenly Thunder Palm.

‘This time from behind.’

Then I struck away Ramiel’s fingertips as he bored in toward my back with the twin blades of Frost Chain, and followed up with a counterattack using the Neck Wheel Sword. Thin strips of flesh peeled away from his shoulder.

-Huh…

Wrath’s eyes widened in astonishment.

-I could overlook before, but he’s winning even after opening his life force?

His jaw trembled as he muttered that he couldn’t understand what was happening to that creature.

‘I can read Ramiel’s martial flow.’

Ramiel was undoubtedly a being stronger than me, both in martial technique and physical prowess.

However, all of Ramiel’s martial arts moved according to the flow of lightning.
In other words, having learned the Heavenly Thunder Technique from Glen and accepted the lightning into myself, I had no choice but to read his movements perfectly.

Kuuuuung!

I absorbed Ramiel’s desperate fist strike with the Shadowless Absorption and drew the Silver Dream Sword.

Shwaaaaaack!

The dreamlike, blurred silver blade grazed thinly across Ramiel’s neck as it passed.

“Kugh!”

Ramiel retreated, clutching at his neck which had split open with crimson.

Screeeeeeeing!

I brought the Heavenly Sword downward and roughly scraped the blade against the end of the scabbard.

Raon Zigheart Style Sword Technique
Fourth Form: Blue Rain.

The song of the sword that numbed the opponent’s hearing struck the Archangel’s eardrums.

“Aaaaaaaagh!”

Since Ramiel’s senses throughout his entire body had been heightened by the lightning, he suffered greatly from the Blue Rain and clutched his head, blood streaming from his ears.

“Consider it misfortune that you came to this place.”

I charged toward Ramiel, twisting my lips into a cruel smile.

“Because I am your natural predator.”

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“Hah….”

Lectar exhaled a pale breath as he watched Raon face off against Archangel Ramiel.

‘How is this possible….’

With each of Raon’s sword strikes, Ramiel’s body was sent flying backward. Despite absorbing the lightning and opening his vitality, the Archangel was being pushed back, cold sweat pouring from his entire frame.

‘Raon hasn’t even reached my level yet?’

It was true that Raon had become far stronger than before, but he still hadn’t reached the caliber of the Five Emperors Three Demons’ leaders.
Even accounting for Ramiel’s weakened state from his heart being destroyed, Lectar never expected to see him overwhelmed so completely.

‘He’s reading every single one of Ramiel’s attacks.’

Raon wasn’t simply overpowering Ramiel through brute force—he was perfectly reading his opponent’s movements and delivering counterattacks that inflicted maximum damage.
Watching this unfold, it seemed less like a battle between an Archangel and a human, and more like an instructor teaching a trainee.

‘Raon. This boy….’

When Raon first appeared and saved him, Lectar felt both joy and crushing despair. There was no way his grandson could defeat that monster—not when Lectar himself couldn’t.

Fear washed over him at the thought of witnessing his beloved grandson’s death before his eyes.

But Raon fought the Archangel Ramiel without yielding an inch, holding his ground perfectly, and now he was overwhelming his opponent. Tears streamed down Lectar’s face—tears that hadn’t come even when he’d prepared himself for death. His heart swelled with pride in his grandson.

“Raon.”

Lectar called out his grandson’s name, his eyes shining with trust and affection. His voice came out hoarse, but it didn’t matter. Raon would understand what his heart was saying.

“Win.”

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“Of course.”

I nodded as I severed Ramiel’s waist with the Heavenly Sword and the Moonwheel Blade.

“I will win.”

Wrapping Lectar’s encouragement around my will and pouring it into my blades, I carved deep wounds across Ramiel’s shoulders and chest.

“Gaaaaahhh!”

Ramiel spat blood and retreated rapidly. His eyes widened with fear as he realized he was utterly outmatched in close combat.

“As I said, lightning alone cannot defeat me.”

I tilted my chin with absolute certainty in my gaze.

“Shut up. Shut up. Shut your mouth!”

As Ramiel endured excruciating pain, his pride crumbled as well, and his face twisted like a demon’s. Thick sinews bulged from his forehead and jaw.

“If you can read my attacks, then I shall erase this entire world!”

As Ramiel raised both hands, the scattered lightning bolts from all directions converged above his head. The thin threads of lightning condensed into a massive sphere as large as a mountain before I could even take another breath.

Whoooooosh!

As a new sun rose in the sky, the brilliant yellow sphere of lightning completed its formation, casting a pitch-black shadow across the Battlefield.

“Ha…”

I exhaled sharply as I beheld Ramiel’s sphere of lightning, now the size of a castle.

“Vanish!”

Ramiel unleashed the sphere of lightning with murderous intent so profound it seemed he would erase not just me, but this land itself.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

The sphere of lightning descended like a flash of light, belying its massive size as it closed the distance to my eyes in an instant.

“No matter how colossal or powerful, lightning is still merely lightning.”

I gripped the Heavenly Sword with fierce determination and leaped toward the cascading sphere of lightning. From the moment I had seized the blade after opening my Mental World, I poured forth every profound technique and conviction of ten thousand swords I had accumulated.

“Sword Realm Manifestation.”

From the second opening of my Mental World, thousands of swords erupted and layered themselves upon the blade of the Heavenly Sword. It was the moment my will became one with the sword.

“Genesis.”

A subtle golden radiance bloomed upon the blade of the Heavenly Sword. A sword both faint and vivid, both warm and cold, met the sphere of lightning that sought to devour all creation.

Though the Sword Realm and the sphere of lightning collided, neither sound nor shockwave erupted. There was only one result: the sphere of lightning split cleanly in two.

Screeeeeech!

Lightning vaster than mountains was cleaved asunder by a single blade, and in its wake, the chest and throat of Ramiel, who had been so certain of victory, were torn away.

“If he cannot die from a severed neck, and cannot die from a shattered heart…”

I watched Ramiel plummet, spraying blood like feathers consumed by flame, and lifted my chin with grim resolve.

“Then I shall sever them both.”

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