The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 525

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Chapter 525

I did not simply detonate the auras of the Heavenly Sword and Soul Reaper Sword embedded in Kaibhar’s neck.
I channeled Flame Dragon Severing through the Heavenly Sword and Midheaven Cannon through the Soul Reaper Sword, drawing their destructive power to its absolute peak.

The strongest dual-sword technique I could unleash in this moment—a sword strike so magnificent that even the transcendent Aris Zigheart would marvel at it—detonated from within Kaibhar’s body.

KWAAAAAANG!

A terrifying wave of aura that could erase even a tempest rippled outward in all directions, and a crimson rain of blood cascaded down, drenching the sea.

“Ugh….”

I twisted my lips as I gazed upon Kaibhar’s wound through the downpour of blood.

‘It still survives?’

Kaibhar did not die. More than half of the flesh and bone in its neck had been torn away, yet it was not completely broken.
True to its nature as a creature approaching an ancient dragon, its physical durability was formidable—it had endured both sword strikes from within its scales. Honestly, it was absurd.

‘No, that was my mistake.’

I should have aimed higher.

The problem was that I had targeted the thick neck directly above its torso because I needed to strike before Kaibhar regained its senses.

‘Damn it….’

I wanted to completely sever the remaining half of its neck and cut off Kaibhar’s breath, but my body would not move properly—perhaps because I had expended too much power in a single strike.

[KRAAAAAAAH!]

As I forced my arm upward, Kaibhar unleashed its most deafening cry yet, thrashing about desperately. It resembled a wild beast caught in a trap, struggling for survival.

[Grrrrgh….]

Kaibhar, refusing to accept his fate, desperately turned his head toward the sea and plunged in.
He had realized that fleeing into the ocean’s depths was his only chance at survival.

“Not so fast!”

I gritted my teeth and drove the Heavenly Sword and Soul Reaper Sword into the raw flesh beside Kaibhar’s wound.

Splash!

In that instant, Kaibhar’s neck submerged into the sea. The writhing and pressure of his colossal body nearly tore the Heavenly Sword and Soul Reaper Sword from my grasp.

‘When it comes to endurance, I’m second to none.’

I clung to Kaibhar’s body, employing Seolhwa’s breathing technique to ensure I never lost my grip on him.

Just as I gathered my renewed aura to strike again, fresh flesh began sprouting along Kaibhar’s neck—the section that had been more than half torn away by the Flame Dragon Technique and the Heavy Sky Strike.

‘Regeneration magic? Or perhaps healing magic?’

I wasn’t certain of the exact nature, but blood ceased flowing, flesh blossomed anew, and bone regenerated. He was attempting to flee like this until his wounds were completely healed.

I twisted my expression as I observed the flow of mana working within Kaibhar’s wound.

‘A formula of this caliber…’

I channeled Glacia’s frigid power into the Soul Reaper Sword and activated the Magic Acupoint Strike.

Crackle!

The flow of mana healing Kaibhar’s wound split apart as if severed by scissors, and blood began pouring forth once more.

Seeing this, I strengthened my grip on the Soul Reaper Sword with my left hand.

‘It works as expected.’

All the magic Kaibhar had employed thus far was either 8th or 9th Circle, and their sheer number made the flow difficult to discern.
However, the recovery magic he had just deployed, while dense in mana, lacked depth in its formula structure, allowing me to sever its flow with the Magic Acupoint Strike.

[A magical barrier? You persist to the very end!]
‘Still not enough.’

I twisted the Soul Reaper Sword, unleashing the Manhwagong’s heat across the blade of the Heavenly Sword.

Boom!

Crimson flames bloomed beneath the sea and faded, tearing Kaibar’s wound even wider.

[Gahhhhh!]

Kaibar shrieked and swam faster, but I clung to him like a leech, operating Seolhwa’s absorption technique at full power.

Crack!

The moment he tried to cast recovery magic again, I severed the flow of mana using the magical vital points.

[You, you monster! How long will you keep interfering!]
[Until you die.]

I bit my lip and unleashed the Manhwagong’s rotating strike with the Heavenly Sword. The sphere of concentrated heat coalesced at the blade’s edge, baring its sharp teeth toward what remained of Kaibar’s flesh and bone.

Boom!

The rotating strike exploded, tearing Kaibar’s wound even deeper.
Now his bones were fully exposed, with only a third of his flesh remaining, yet his resolve still refused to break.

‘How is he enduring in this state?’
-He has woven dense mana both inside and outside his body to prevent his neck from breaking.
‘I see.’

I had been too focused on withstanding Kaibar’s thrashing and attacking to notice that myself.

-I wish his flesh were as tenacious as his stubbornness.

Wrath continued muttering nonsense even now.

‘You really are something.’
-Push just a bit harder! The end is in sight!

He was cheering for the first time at the thought of eating dragon meat. Yet strangely, he felt power surging through him.

Uuuuuuung!

I severed Kaibhar’s mana as he activated regeneration magic again, then carved into his flesh with the Heavenly Sword.
With limited aura, the blade didn’t penetrate easily, but I forced it through with strength that transcended humanity.

Piiiiing!

Spells wrought of frigid magic poured down from Kaibhar’s head.
They weren’t high-tier magic, so I could block them with the Soul Reaper Sword’s magical acupoints, but I couldn’t withdraw it while severing his regeneration magic.

‘I have to endure it with my body.’

In a flash, I converted the Garam technique into physical martial arts.
I moved my body like a reed leaf swaying in the wind, evading the cascading spells.

Zzzzzzzt!

My clothes tore and flesh was gouged away, blood seeping out, but fortunately I avoided any fatal wounds.

‘My stamina is dropping too.’

I need to finish this quickly.

I clenched my teeth and summoned Glacial’s frigid aura along the blade of the Heavenly Sword.

Zzzzzzzt!

Kaibhar’s flesh and scales were nearly gone. The end was truly in sight.

[Grrrrrgh!]

Kaibhar stopped, releasing a murky groan. He turned toward me and opened his maw, bearing the sword marks Aris had carved into it.

[Disappear!]

A dragon’s curse, spreading for the first time since entering the sea. Even as I endured through Seolhwa’s absorption and my body’s strength, my limbs trembled as though they might be torn away.

As expected, a Dragon’s Word. A terrifying force that exerted absolute compulsion, but since he was so exhausted, its power was significantly diminished compared to when he unleashed it against Aris Zigheart.

‘I must hold. I have to endure!’

If I was pushed back like this, Kaibhar would return with all his physical wounds healed.
It would be the same as turning my comrades’ sacrifices—those who fought and gave their lives—into meaningless deaths. I could never retreat.

Grrrrrrgh!

I manipulated the Ring of Fire and elevated the grade of my soul. The achievements I had accumulated thus far and the Demon Lord’s emotions became a single conviction, beginning to push back against the compulsive force bearing down on my body.

‘Never let go!’

Wrath had told me that the way to endure a Dragon’s Word and Word of Command was to wrap oneself in an opposing conviction. I recited my conviction like an oath, refusing to release my grip on the Heavenly Sword and Soul Reaper Sword in both hands.

[Fly back!]

Kaibhar’s Dragon’s Word continued. Since he too was prepared for death, the magic’s power grew stronger.

‘Not by your will!’

I bit the inside of my cheek until it bled, holding my ground.

[Listen, Garam….]
[You’re afraid of the Blue Demon Lord, aren’t you?]

Just as Kaibhar was about to continue his Dragon’s Word, I brought up what Wrath had told me.

[W-What nonsense are you spouting!]
[The Blue Demon Lord appeared in the Central Continent, and you’re here killing humans—that means you fear him!]

I provoked Kaibhar to interrupt his Dragon’s Word, then finished preparing to unleash the energy I had accumulated.

[You think you’ll fall for it again! Stop!]

But Kaibhar was no fool. He rendered my body immobile with his Dragon’s Word, then poured out his magic. For him to manipulate such levels of mana in the midst of this—he was a formidable opponent even in his weakened state.

‘Still….’

I had to endure.

I cursed inwardly and wrapped my will around my motionless body. I infused vitality into my rigid limbs and poured all my strength into my right hand gripping the Heavenly Sword.

[How… how are you moving your body!]

Kaibhar’s elongated eyes trembled in disbelief.

[A pathetic lizard who only acts tough against the weak. This ends here!]

I watched the wavering gaze of Kaibhar and drove the Heavenly Sword deeper. Flames spiraled from the submerged blade, igniting a brilliant inferno.

Manhwagong’s Hundred Flowers.
Flame Dragon Technique.

The swordsmanship of Manhwagong that had dealt the greatest shock to Kaibhar erupted once more beneath the waves.

Kuaaaaaaaa!

The breath of the flame dragon tore through the water dragon’s throat, finally pulverizing the bones and flesh of the creature that had endured until the very end.

[Kraaaaaagh!]

Yet even with his neck and body severed, Kaibhar did not die. Massive mana stirred within the thin neck beneath his jaw, forcibly keeping him alive.

‘A dragon heart?’

I plunged the Heavenly Sword into Kaibhar’s broken neck. I ran along his neck, following the sword marks Aris had carved, and ascended with the blade.

Zzzzzzzzzt!

After charging along Kaibhar’s neck, I thrust Frost Lotus toward the scales beneath his jaw where the densest mana radiated.

Paaaaang!

His flesh tore open, revealing a round bone wrapped in rainbow-hued mana. The dragon heart—a crystallized mass of mana that was the dragon’s very life.

[Please… stop!]

Kaibhar, who had been concentrating on regenerating his body, let out a piercing scream.

[I-I was wrong! Please stop! I beg you!]
[…Is that so?]

I lifted my head, the Dragon Heart clutched firmly in my hand.

[Yes! I swear I will never kill humans again. No, I will never show myself before humans ever again!]

Kaibhar cried out for mercy, insisting he would never leave his nest again.

[A fine idea. However….]

I bared my teeth like a beast and squeezed the Dragon Heart as if to shatter it.

[You should have said that before this fight began!]

Channeling every last ounce of aura and strength remaining, I tore the Dragon Heart from the flesh in which it was embedded.

SPLOOOOOSH!

Kaibhar’s flesh and blood vessels erupted in a violent explosion, and the sea became drenched in crimson gore.

‘Hah….’

I sank into the sea, the Dragon Heart still clutched in my hand, and lifted my gaze.

[Guh…uuuugh….]

Kaibhar writhed like a worm trampled beneath a foot, emitting a low, suffocating groan.

[I… I….]

He could not even finish his final words, his eyes losing their light. No breath remained. At last, that stubborn life had been extinguished.

‘Sigh….’

I closed my eyes. My limbs felt heavy and drained. I would not lose consciousness, but it seemed I could not escape this sea just yet.

‘If I can’t escape, I’ll die like this….’

I felt my back touch the lifeless body of Kaibhar. As I struggled to lift my eyelids, I saw Aris with her sunset-colored hair rippling through the water, and a gleaming octopus approaching me.

‘I won’t lose.’

For the first time since the battle began, I released the tension from my body. I waved my hand at Aris and the octopus—no, Rabawin—swimming toward me.

‘It’s over.’

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“Ugh….”

Kuberard’s hands trembled as he gripped the railing of the deck.

‘What in the world is happening!’

After taking a fatal blow from Aris and me, Kaibhar abandoned even a dragon’s pride and fled into the depths of the sea.

Though I thought it wise to retreat given the dire circumstances, I drove my blade into Kaibhar’s flesh and pursued him.

Two warships capsized from the massive tidal waves that surged like a typhoon had struck. It seemed Kaibhar and I continued our terrifying battle even beneath the waves without pause.

The moment Aris and Rabawin recovered some of their strength, they entered the sea to rescue me, but the worry was unavoidable.

‘If you die, I’ll have no face to show Balkan. Please….’

Kuberard bit his lip as he watched the sea begin to churn violently once more.

‘Come back alive!’

Originally, this battle was not mine. Aris had said it would benefit me as well, but truthfully, I could have returned to Zigheart.

Guilt began to wash over him for asking this young man with such a bright future to help with such a brutal fight.

“Ugh….”
“Raon.”

Nuran and Morin stood with their eyes closed, hands clasped together as if praying for Raon’s safe return. It wasn’t just the two children. Every sailor aboard all the warships gazed out at the sea, offering prayers for Raon and Aris to return unharmed.

Whoooosh!

As only the sound of turbulent waves broke the silence, the center of the sea erupted like an explosion, and Kaibhar’s head emerged. Deep sword marks were carved near his lips and eyelids, but he still appeared intact.

“K-Kaibhar….”
“Grrrraaaaahhh!”
“H-He’s back!”
“Then what about the others….”
“Ah….”

The warship’s crew collapsed in fear as they beheld Kaibhar’s face, now even more ferocious from the battle.

“Ah….”

Kuberard too exhaled a murky breath, his complexion drained of all color.

‘Then Raon and Aris….’

Were they dead?

Kaibhar’s return meant that Raon, Aris who had gone to save him, and Rabawin had all perished.

The ache in my chest came not from the despair of my own impending death, but from the futile loss of those children.

“I’m sorry….”

Kuberard lowered his head while cradling Morin and Nuran in his arms. He turned away, hoping that even in death, the two children would be spared from suffering.

Yet Kaibhar made no move to attack, nor did he speak.

As I turned my trembling head, Kaibhar’s neck began to rise. Savage sword marks were etched across his neck as if drawn by a rough brush, and midway up, there was a wound torn open as if by an explosion. It was where the Dragon Heart resided.

“C-Could it be…!”

As Kuberard sprang to his feet, Kaibar’s head and neck went limp, tilting at an unnatural angle.

A deafening crack split the air!

Kaibar’s severed neck rose above the sea’s surface, and the violent tremor that followed shook the entire ship before his massive torso—vast enough to blot out the horizon—erupted from the depths.

Raon, Aris Zigheart, and Rabawin sat crouched atop the headless corpse of Kaibar.

“His… his head was completely torn off…?”
“He’s dead.”
“He’s dead! Kaibhar is dead!”

The sailors collapsed where they stood, embracing one another as tears streamed down their faces.

“Aaaaaaahhhhh!”
“It’s finally over!”

The crew erupted in triumphant roars celebrating Kaibhar’s death, their cries mingling with the requiem for the fallen.

Kuberard bowed his head toward me as the crew’s roars made the sea itself tremble.

“Thank you. I’m truly grateful…”

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“Gasp…”

I expelled a mouthful of salt water that had risen to my throat, breathing heavily.

‘Thank goodness it ended well.’

Kaibar was as formidable as his reputation suggested—a tenacious beast who had abandoned even the pride of being the strongest race just to flee. Had my stamina or resolve wavered even slightly, victory would have eluded me. Now, at last, my mind could rest.

“You did well.”

Aris tapped my shoulder with a refreshing smile.

“I was going to finish it, but it ended up in your hands after all.”

She nodded with eyes that gleamed not with regret, but with pride.

“Raon!”

Rabawin bent at a right angle, bowing deeply.

“This Rabawin is truly moved! If I had no master, I would have followed you for the rest of my life!”

He dropped to one knee and struck his left chest where his heart lay with his fist.

“It’s all thanks to you seasoning things up so well, Aris.”

I laughed weakly and waved my hand.

“No need for false modesty. That was your doing.”

Aris scoffed and pointed at the bisected corpse of Kaibhar the Light Dragon.

I gazed silently at Kaibhar’s lifeless eyes and smiled.

—Hehehehe!

As I steadied my breathing to rapidly recover my stamina, Wrath’s laughter echoed in my mind.

—Since it’s soaked in seawater, we won’t even need to season it separately!

Wrath grinned, saying we could just roast it and be done.

‘I’m really fed up with… huh?’

I was shaking my head to push Wrath away when—

Goooooooh!

A tremendous surge of mana rushed in from Kaibhar’s dragon heart, which I still held in my grasp.

That pure and vast mana spread instantaneously through my entire meridian network, infusing energy into my lower and middle dantians before flowing into my upper dantian.

Flames erupted within me!

I closed my eyelids and focused on my Mental World.

Wrath’s pure technique erased the frigid grip that had frozen my Mental World, and azure waters filled the bottomless black void. The cracked earth rose above the waterline, and the blades embedded in the ground gleamed with renewed radiance.

As the relentless chill that had tormented my mind completely dissipated, it felt as though the iron chains binding my body had all shattered at once.

A resonant hum reverberated through me!

The Divine Sword and Demonic Sword, which had vanished after Wrath descended, revealed themselves once more.

‘I see them again.’

As I smiled at the sight of those blades—radiant yet unsettling—a sword of azure light, as if forged from water itself, materialized in the previously obstructed void.

‘That blade is….’

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