The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 1216

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Chapter 1216

‘Hmm.’

I gazed at the summit of the Tower of Babel, where brilliant light poured forth, and drew a sharp breath.

‘Such overwhelming divine power.’

A chill ran down my spine as the magnificent divine energy erupted from the fractured sky. It seemed certain that what was descending from above was a genuine Archangel.

‘What do you think?’

I nudged Wrath, who knew more about Archangels than anyone else in this world.

-As you suspected, indeed!

Wrath growled, grinding his teeth.

-That wretched feathered bastard hiding up there!

He furrowed his brow deeply, declaring that based on the magnitude of divine power, an Archangel was undoubtedly descending.

‘Can you tell who it is?’

Since I still couldn’t distinguish between Archangels by their divine power alone, I looked toward Wrath.

-Hmm….

Wrath stroked his chin with his round hand.

-Judging by that absurdly ostentatious display of light, it seems to be Raphael.
‘Raphael? The Archangel of Healing?’
-That damned woman, no doubt! She pretends to be elegant, but she’s actually a deranged creature obsessed with flashy spectacles!

He snorted, saying that only Raphael would employ such vulgar, extravagant theatrics.

‘Raphael, then….’

I narrowed my eyes as I watched the sky, where increasingly powerful light and divine energy bloomed forth.

‘If Raphael truly descends, it might become the greatest opportunity.’

Raphael was an Archangel specialized in healing. If I could kill the enemy’s Healer—one who could not only cure severe wounds but even resurrect the dead—it would create the finest possible outcome achievable in the Celestial Realm.

-Raphael’s abilities extend far beyond mere healing.

Wrath clicked his tongue briefly.

-That damned woman can also use magic to strengthen the power of the Celestial Race. If we can capture her here as you say, there’s nothing more we could ask for.

He nodded, insisting that if Raphael descended, I must capture her by any means necessary.

‘That’s the way.’

I bit my lips as I watched Derus Robert’s benevolent smile.

‘But why hasn’t that vaunted Archangel descended yet?’
-She might be throwing a tantrum.

Wrath wrinkled his nose as he gazed at the sky radiating five-colored light.

-A tantrum?
‘Raphael considers herself extraordinarily noble. The thought of conversing with humans—mere insects in her eyes—and even acting alongside them must be infuriating her, which is why she’s deliberately prolonging this!

He chuckled, saying he could plainly see Raphael’s twisted expression.

‘Angels really do have temperaments….’

I was letting out a hollow laugh at Wrath’s words when it happened.

A thunderous boom erupted from the heavens!

The vibration from the sky was so violent that the Tower of Babel, which stretched all the way up to the Divine Land, trembled as though it might collapse.

The tower creaked and groaned!

The moment the tower tilted dangerously to the right, the most powerful light and divine energy I had ever witnessed erupted forth, freezing time itself.

Whoooooosh!

The tilting tower solidified in place,
and the sky blazed with golden radiance as if cradling the dawn itself.

From within that magnificent luminescence, a slender silhouette ascended.

Taller than most men, her form revealed the graceful and exquisite curves unique to the feminine frame, while eight pristine wings—white as fresh snow—unfurled across her back, spreading wide enough to eclipse the heavens.
Her entire being shimmered with a hazy luminescence as if enveloped in mist, emanating an aura that transcended mortal existence.

“Gasp!”
“Ahhh!”
“That… that is…!”

Before the Archangel, whose very form embodied the concept of nobility itself,
every being with feet upon the ground stood frozen, mouths agape and utterly speechless.

Yet the true marvel lay not in her presence or her graceful form.

It was the pristine, porcelain skin glimpsed between cascading golden hair that flowed softly over her shoulders, and those sapphire eyes that gleamed like embedded jewels. Confronted with beauty transcending humanity itself, the Heavenly Residents trembled throughout their entire beings as if beholding divinity incarnate.

“Ugh…”

I feigned shock at the Archangel’s descent while playing Jilpen, my body trembling as cold sweat dripped down my face.

‘Just as you said.’

Internally, I maintained icy rationality while meticulously analyzing the slowly descending Archangel.

‘It’s Raphael.’

As Wrath had said, the Archangel descending from the heavens was Raphael, the angel of healing and protection. Since I had witnessed Raphael’s descent before my very eyes previously, I could refrain from showing genuine shock.

-That sinister face makes my blood boil!

Wrath’s fists trembled, clenched tight.

-That wench’s face would look better all twisted up!

He wanted to slap Raphael’s face right then and there, swinging his fist through the air.

‘Don’t worry.’

I smiled softly and shook my head.

‘I’ll take his neck instead of his face.’

I had come all the way to the Celestial Realm through the Land of Clouds and spent considerable time here. To avoid wasting that effort, I had to kill Raphael without fail in this place.

‘Of course, I’ll be thorough about it.’

Raphael had once sent a clone into the heart of enemy territory and pretended it was himself. I needed to be more careful about him escaping using clones than about his counterattack.

“Ahhhhh!”
“It’s, it’s the Archangel! We can tell just by looking!”
“How can such a being even exist….”
“I, I can’t breathe! Completely different from humans!”
“It’s not about appearance or body! He’s simply beyond all standards!”
“Oh God!”

Those who had thought the Archangel was little different from humans gasped in awe at Raphael’s magnificent presence and fell to their knees, clasping their hands together.

“Ohhhhh….”
“I, I must build the Tower too!”
“Yes. I can’t hold back! I’ll definitely build the Tower!”
“This isn’t someone else’s matter—I must make it my own!”
“I’d do anything to meet that being!”

The Heavenly Residents, as if their souls had been stolen by Raphael, poured out their determination to stake their lives on building the Tower.

“Hmm!”

Derus Robert felt the desires of the Celestial Realm rippling through the people’s passionate reactions and curled his lips upward. It seemed to be the exact response he had wanted.

“Ohhhhh!”

I too, watching Derus Robert’s expression, unleashed the intense emotions that humans naturally revealed upon encountering an Archangel.

Whoosh!

Raphael descended to the Battlefield with the tips of her toes, radiating an even more resplendent golden brilliance. While it was true that Archangels naturally emitted light, she wielded divine power itself to orchestrate a display that made her presence shine all the brighter.

“So it is you.”

Raphael approached Raon and offered a smile as warm as the rays of the sun.

“I am Raphael, the Archangel of Protection and Healing. The Divine One heard your small wish and has commanded me to descend and grant your desire.”

She nodded serenely, as though she had heard the Divine Word directly and descended to this land.

“R-Raphael?”
“Uooooooo!”
“It’s real! The Tower of Heaven was real!”
“I never thought I’d live to see an Archangel….”
“I’d have no regrets even in death!”
“No, wait! Why die? We should live to fulfill our wishes too!”

The Heavenly Residents erupted in violent excitement at the appearance of Archangel Raphael, their screams and cheers bursting forth simultaneously.

“I… me….”

I hunched my shoulders as though crushed beneath the overwhelming presence of Archangel Raphael, then barely managed to part my bleeding lips.

“Make me a Transcendent! Grant me the power to take revenge on those humans who looked down upon me!”

I performed the role of a human consumed by desire once more, pouring forth the rage and greed I had harbored deep within my chest.

“Of course.”

Archangel Raphael’s smile turned eerie and inhuman.

“I have descended to this land precisely to grant your wish.”

She nodded calmly, as if to say there was nothing to worry about.

“However, fulfilling your wish will require a bit of time.”

Raphael lifted her pristine white index finger.

“Wait just one hour. After that, you will be reborn as a Transcendent.”

She gazed at me with sparkling eyes, as if asking whether I could endure the wait.

“W-one hour?”

I murmured the word “one hour” and blinked slowly.

“Is that truly all it takes?”

Even if the Celestial Race had created this land and Raphael herself had descended, I thought it would take at least half a day to pretend to elevate a mere Expert to Transcendent status.

“Indeed.”

Yet Raphael raised only a single finger, as if one hour was more than sufficient. This Celestial Realm seemed to harbor far greater power than I had anticipated.

“O-of course!”

I nodded vigorously.

“I can wait as long as needed!”

I crossed my arms, reassuring her not to worry.

“Then let us begin.”

Raphael knelt with her hands clasped together as if offering prayer to the divine, closing her eyes. At that majestic sight, everyone held their breath, their gaze fixed solely upon her.

Derus Robert and I waited for Raphael’s eyes to open, each wearing a smile of different meaning.

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[Will it really take an hour?]

Derus Robert sent a thought transmission to Raphael, his eyes narrowing slightly.

[No, we can finish even faster. The preparations are already complete.]

Archangel Raphael shook his head, saying he could grant Jilpen power right this very moment.

[A performance? Not bad at all.]

Derus Robert instantly grasped Raphael’s intention behind drawing out the hour and let out a soft chuckle.

[Just as you said, the influx of desire entering Heaven through that human has doubled, so providing an appropriate performance to extract even more would certainly benefit the livestock. You truly understand me well.]

Raphael nodded, as if affirming that since he had descended as an Archangel, it was only right to maximize the extraction of human desire through additional performances.

[How could I not know? You’ve been just as skilled at performances as I have.]

She spoke of Derus from the Six Emperors Five Demons era and curled her lips upward.

[Yes. Those days existed too.]

Derus Robert regarded the Six Emperors Five Demons era—which hadn’t even passed a few years ago—as if reminiscing about childhood, then slowly closed and opened his eyes.

[But this human is certainly peculiar. To possess desire of such magnitude.]

Raphael sensed the desire blooming from Raon’s soul and let out a hollow laugh.

[As you say, it wouldn’t be bad to use him in the war after this matter. I’ll handle him directly.]

She raised her fingertips, declaring she would control Raon personally.

[Do as you wish. However, you must grant him the ability to reach transcendence first.]

Derus Robert lowered his brows, saying it was paramount to show all of Heaven that Raon would become a Transcendent.

[Of course.]

Raphael nodded matter-of-factly.

[That’s precisely why I descended to this filthy land myself.]

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“Haah….”

Raphael revealed eyes as blue as the sea and exhaled a low breath.

“It is done.”

He rose to his feet, cradling brilliant light between his palms.

“That, that is….”

I trembled, my lips quivering as my complexion paled at the sight of the immense power gathered in Raphael’s hands.

“It is the strength you desired.”

Raphael’s lips curled upward in a smirk.

“If you settle this divine power within that body of yours, you too can become a transcendent being who shakes the world.”

She lifted her chin, insisting that I accept this magnificent power that was dizzying merely to behold.

“Are you afraid? If so, you may stop now.”

Raphael’s eyes narrowed to slits, as if suggesting I could still refuse.

‘This is a test.’

I let out a scoff as I met Raphael’s gaze.

‘She’s determining whether I’ll truly remain useful going forward.’

Raphael clearly didn’t trust Derus Robert’s words alone—she was testing me directly.

“Afraid? What nonsense! I’ll consume that power even if it kills me!”

I shook my head vigorously, spittle and foam spilling from my lips as I revealed my desire, just as Jilpen did in his everyday manner.

“I expected as much.”

Raphael nodded calmly, as if she had anticipated my response.

“Then let us begin without further delay.”

She approached Raon while embracing a magnificent torrent of light.

Whoooooosh!

As the divine power Raphael had accumulated blazed forth with intense radiance, her body—previously obscured as if shrouded in mist—revealed its true, vivid form.

‘Now!’

Raon sensed Raphael’s true soul descending into her flesh and raised his fingertips.

Uuuuuuung!

In a single instant, ten rings resonated as light more brilliant than divine power bloomed from my hand strike.
The blade that severs both soul and flesh. The blade of the being that cuts through gods and hearts ignited within my soul.

Shhhhwack!

The moment the luminous blade edge materialized, Raphael’s head fell to the ground with a serene smile.

Thud.

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