The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 561

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Chapter 561

“Advance!”

At Burren’s clear command, the Gwangpung Corps activated the Grand Gwangpung Formation from their standing positions.
Each swordsman’s martial prowess had grown significantly, and having experienced death and awakened their spiritual essence, the Grand Gwangpung Formation unleashed an aura more formidable than ever before.

“Sweep away the demons gnawing at Zigheart!”

Martha surged forward, triggering her berserk state. As the first unit of the Gwangpung Corps supported her advance, the Grand Gwangpung Formation became a spear, piercing through the Lakion swordsmen’s momentum with devastating force.
The eyes of the Gwangpung Corps, advancing like a literal storm, held not even a trace of fear.

Kuwaaaaang!

The Gwangpung Corps’s crimson aura collided head-on with the Lakion swordsmen’s demonic energy, and massive cracks erupted across the battlefield.

“Damn it….”

Belus Lakion bit his lip as he watched his subordinates’ expressions harden. Just as he was about to immerse himself in demonic energy and shake the center of the Grand Gwangpung Formation, a green wind blocked his path.

Zzzzheeeeng!

Rimer, wielding a sword with a leaf-shaped cross-guard, lightly deflected Belus’s longsword and wagged his fingers left and right.

“What will you do if I ignore you too?”

Rimer grinned and kicked at Belus’s abdomen.

Pwoooack!

With a sound like a rubber ball bursting, Belus was sent flying and tumbled across the ground.

“The true commander of the Gwangpung Corps isn’t that arrogant bastard—it’s me!”

Rimer pointed his thumb at himself.

“Since I’ve already taken the finest prize, I might as well break you too.”
“Ugh….”

He revealed a savage gleam in his eyes as he watched Belus Lakion groan in pain.

“Radiant Sword….”

Belus Lakion bit his lips until they bled, raising a longsword ablaze with demonic energy.

“This land belongs to Lakion!”
“Not anymore.”

Red lightning crackled in Rimer’s grasp as he tore through the green wind.

“Of all things, the Holy Sword Association—you’ve made an irreversible mistake.”

He brought down a sword strike that harmonized wind and lightning against Belus Lakion’s demonic energy.

Boom!

Scarlet lightning and dark demonic energy exploded in rapid succession, billowing thick smoke into the air.

Crash!

Raon confirmed that the battle between the Gwangpung Corps and the Lakion Family had begun, then stepped into Heavenly Footwork. As the Sacred Sword’s flames and the Demonic Sword’s frost scraped across the battlefield, the Sihan energy embedded in the ground shrieked and erupted.
As the divine sword’s flames and the demonic sword’s frost scraped across the Battlefield, the faint energies layered on the ground screamed and burst forth.

“So the rumors about opening the Sword Realm Manifestation were true. But….”

Huan Lakion bit his lips and raised the Demonic Sword Creatus.

“Before this Demonic Sword, such things mean nothing!”

Thick demonic energy blazed above the raised Demonic Sword, sharp enough to sear flesh. It seemed he had reabsorbed the demonic energy he’d planted in his subordinates earlier, awakening the Demonic Sword’s power.

Whoooosh!

Huan Lakion thrust the Demonic Sword forward with chilling precision. The demonic energy erupting from twelve sword edges curved like a river, crashing toward the heart with a strike that seemed alive.
The demonic energy bursting from twelve sword strikes curved like a torrent and crashed down toward the heart. The sword strikes themselves moved as if they were alive.

Roooooaaarrr!

I concentrated aura through the mana circuits of my left leg. Advancing across the fractured battlefield with Taehwa’s stride, I raised the Divine Sword in my right hand. A crimson blade erupting in a semicircle blocked the black flash.

Kuwaaaaang!

Divine Sword and Demonic Sword. Flame and demonic energy collided, unleashing a deafening roar as if tens of thousands of humans were screaming.

Zzzzzzzzzzzt!

The crimson and black blades clashed without yielding an inch, purple sparks engulfing the surroundings in a dense haze.

“Is that all you have?”

Huan Lakion thrust the Demonic Sword forward, his dark eyes gleaming. His blade strikes grew impossibly heavy, as if the souls of the dead were contained within them.

“I will exact a thorough price for killing my son!”
“Your daughter means nothing to you, then?”

I twisted my lips and lowered my gaze.

“Sieulren is a failed creation! A traitor who abandoned her family!”
“Sieulren found the courage to save you all.”

I unleashed the surging fury and drove the Demonic Sword forward. Flame and frost crossed diagonally, beginning to push back the demonic energy of the Demonic Sword Creatus.

“You were the one who struck down that child’s hand as she struggled until the very end to save Rakion.”

I met Huan Lakion’s dark eyes through the crossing blades, my lips curling upward.

“I will make you regret it even in death.”

The moment those words left my mouth, the energy condensed between the clashing blades could no longer endure and erupted in a massive explosion. My vision turned pitch black as an eerie darkness surged forth.

Boom!

I advanced through the suffocating darkness using the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword as torches. With the Space Sword technique mastered, the accelerated Taehwa felt as though it had granted me crimson and azure wings at my back.

Before Huan Lakion could retreat and regain his footing, I caught him, extending the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword like a dancer performing a sorrowful dance.

Whoooosh!

Flames bloomed from the crimson blade while frost petals scattered from the azure one. It was a display of divine and demonic swordsmanship combined.

Like cherry blossoms drifting past spring, the petals fell away from the sword edges. Hundreds of fragments of aura wrapped around Huan’s surroundings.

Crash!

The moment I brought both the divine and demonic swords downward, the falling petals seemed to gain new life, rising up and unleashing a tempest of flame and frost.

“Ugh!”

Huan furrowed his brow and twisted the demonic sword to the right. Twelve sword formations vibrated as if alive, spewing waves of demonic energy.

Boom!

The tempest of divine and demonic swordsmanship and the tidal wave of demonic energy engulfed both earth and sky, triggering countless explosions.

I threw myself into the explosion that even shattered my aura shield. As I increased my speed, my vision narrowed drastically, but I could vividly sense Huan’s demonic energy.

A savage beast’s cry resonated across the blades of both swords. It was a display of the Light Sword technique wielded through two blades.
The subtleties of dual-sword technique that I had learned from Sheryl evolved to an even deeper level, scattering flame and frost with ferocity.

Crash!

The immense power carried by both blades finally tore through the viscous demonic energy and descended toward Huan’s chest.

Yet Huan, true to his nature as a warrior who had led the Vassal Houses, did not remain flustered for long. He slid backward and wielded the demonic sword like a fan.

Whoosh!

Demonic energy mist rose up, twisting the trajectories of both swords. He was not merely relying on the demonic sword’s power—he was properly incorporating the subtleties of swordsmanship as well. He was indeed an opponent who demanded constant vigilance.

‘However…’

His swordsmanship balance was lacking.

Because the demonic sword’s power was so explosively overwhelming, his swordsmanship and aura could not extend properly. Exploiting that gap seemed like the optimal strategy.

Ching!

Raon leaned his upper body forward and thrust both blades upward from below, piercing through the center of the demonic energy that surged forward like a charging buffalo.

Boom!

He rotated the flames and frost counterclockwise, dispersing the condensed demonic energy. The Demonic Blade Creatus revealed its naked black edge.

‘Now!’

Raon tightened his grip on both the Divine Blade and Demonic Blade, crushing down on the curved hilt of Creatus.

Crash!

The red and blue blades collided head-on with the dark hilt once more, and a tremendous shockwave swept across the surroundings.

“Ugh….”

Huan Lakion trembled at his fingertips, not expecting the gathered demonic energy to dissolve so easily.

“Damn Zigheart! Cursed Sword Realm Manifestation!”

He snarled and twisted his wrist. The fifth and seventh hilts of the Demonic Blade vibrated sharply, knocking back both the Divine Blade and Demonic Blade.

But Huan Lakion’s large movement created a new opening.

As Raon aimed to thrust the Divine Blade through that gap, Huan Lakion recklessly rolled his foot.

Boom!

As the massive demonic energy crashed down, the earth twisted and the ground split mercilessly.

Raon advanced using the crumbling earth as stepping stones, but Huan Lakion had already retreated backward using the recoil from swinging the Demonic Blade.

“You will be the one to regret this!”

He twisted his lips and swung the Demonic Blade horizontally. Before sound could reach, a black blade slash erupted forth. A crescent-shaped, eerie blade aimed at the throat.

Ching!

I crossed the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword before me. Flames and frost extended in lines, reducing the demonic blade to powder.

Hidden within the dust that erupted from the explosion, I drove toward Huan’s left flank.

“Y-You bastard!”

As Huan desperately tried to retreat, I used Taehwa Step to penetrate his space, bringing the Divine Sword down and thrusting the Demonic Sword forward.

Kwaaaaaaa!

The blade glowing crimson-hot tore away Creatus’s twelfth blade before it could mount a defense, and the azure spike pierced through Huan’s ribs.

Pukaaaaak!

From the deep wound that erupted for the first time, Huan’s complexion drained to a deathly pallor.

“Did you truly think you could challenge Zigheart with merely that?”

I twisted my lips into a sneer as I advanced on Huan. I kicked away the shattered blade of Creatus and tilted my chin sideways.

“W-Why are you unaffected by the demonic energy!”

Huan’s jaw trembled as if he couldn’t comprehend it.

“Your flesh should rot merely from exposure to demonic energy—why are you unharmed!”

He abandoned even the archaic speech befitting a Head of House, whining like a petulant child.

“Because you’re weak.”

I shook my head, observing the black demonic energy blooming from Creatus.

I possessed resistance to block demonic energy, and the demonic force that penetrated within was erased by divine power, so the demonic sword’s aura had no effect on me whatsoever.

“I-Impossible….”
“Don’t panic. We’ve only just begun.”

Red lightning erupted in my eyes as I charged toward Huan. As I pushed back the demonic energy and stepped forward with my right foot, Huan gripped the Demonic Sword Creatus and brought it crashing down against the ground. A fog of demonic energy surged up, blocking the path.
As Magi pushed back and stepped forward with his right foot, Huan gripped the magic sword Criatus and struck it down into the ground. Magi’s mist surged up and blocked the path.

“Running won’t save you.”

I bit down hard on my lip, severing the demonic energy before pursuing Huan’s presence.

“What?”

I stopped in my tracks as I was about to rush through the gap in the fractured demonic energy. The absurdity of it left me speechless.

“That madman….”

Huan didn’t thrust the Demonic Sword Creatus at me, but instead pierced the chests of his own subordinates who carried demonic energy.

“Ughhhh….”
“H-Head of House!”
“Why are you….”

The Lakion Family swordsmen trembled as they watched the blade of the demonic sword emerge from their pierced hearts. Betrayal blazed like bloodshot veins in their eyes.

Goooooooo!

Eleven sword auras pierced through twenty chests, and the demonic sword began drawing in their demonic energy.

-That irredeemable trash!

Wrath rose to his feet, blue flames of fury blazing from his eyes.

-Instead of trying to save his subordinates, he kills them to extract their demonic energy? How does such garbage even exist!

He cherished his subordinates more than anyone, and he was genuinely enraged by Huan’s actions.

-Kill him now! Tear him to shreds!
‘I was already planning to.’

I cut through the veil of demonic energy and approached Huan.

“H-Hah, I lack power. I lack power, that’s all!”

Huan’s eyes had already rolled back, his mind completely gone. The Lakion Family swordsmen he had pierced with the demonic sword lost all their flesh and blood before they could even take another breath, becoming worse than zombies as they were buried in the fractured earth.

Kuguguguguugu!

Magnificent demonic energy blazed above the Demonic Sword Creatus, forming a black sun.

“Aaaaaaagh!”
“H-Head of House…!”
“W-What on earth are you doing?!”

The powerful demonic energy waves emanating from the black sun melted the Lakion Family swordsmen nearby into pools of blood. As humans infused with demonic energy perished, the black sun blazed with increasingly intense flames.

I couldn’t let this continue.

I bit my lip and stepped into the range of the black sun.

“Everyone, fall back!”

I ordered the Gwangpung Corps to retreat to avoid casualties, then charged at Huan.
The closer I drew to him, the more the demonic energy clung like a swamp. My fingertips trembled from the vicious flow of demonic energy, and my mana circuits constricted, slowing my aura’s movement, but I pressed forward like a rhinoceros horn.

“Die!”

Huan brought down the Demonic Sword Creatus that had unleashed the black sun. The tremendous heat erased the atmosphere, and space twisted.

I used the momentum of my advance to draw a crimson line with the Divine Sword, then unfurled Frost Chain with the Demonic Sword. Both were attacks. I abandoned all defense, focusing solely on the will to kill Huan.

Zzzzzzzzzt!

Heat, cold, and demonic energy clashed as heaven and earth trembled. A gray waterspout erupted between the blades, drawing everything around it inward.

Chiiiing!

I twisted the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword under pressure so intense I could barely move a finger. A clear wind rose between the heat and cold, weaving the two incompatible forces into a single line.

Kuwaaaaang!

From the explosively rising waves of flame and frost, Huan’s hands trembled violently as the Demonic Sword was pushed back as if it would shatter.

“Uaaaah!”

Huan let out a cry like a scream, forcing strength into the hand gripping the Demonic Sword.
Perhaps due to the warrior’s instinct accumulated over the years, his blade was wrapped in the profound essence of grave swordsmanship. It was the distinctive movement of a longsword technique—precise and overflowing with power.

“It’s too late to regain your senses now.”

I unleashed my rage. The aura of the Holy Sword and Demonic Sword surged forth like the final embers igniting, accompanied by magnificent light.

Boom!

As Huan staggered backward, unable to withstand the aura, I stamped my left foot into the earth and drew forth the Holy Sword and Demonic Sword that had been held back. I unleashed the Flame Dragon Technique simultaneously with both blades. The breath of the Fire Dragon and Water Dragon engulfed the sun burning with demonic energy.
The Flame Dragon Technique unfolded simultaneously with two blades. The breath of the Fire Dragon and Water Dragon engulfed the sun burning with demonic energy.

A terrifying explosion swept across the front, shattering the demonic barrier, and five sword edges of the Demonic Sword Creatus crumbled to dust.

“Cough….”

Huan staggered and fell backward. His face transformed in an instant, appearing as if he had aged twenty years.

“Father!”

Belus Lakion rushed toward Huan without hesitation, even in the state of having lost his left arm to Rimer.

But.

Huan pierced his eldest son’s abdomen with the Demonic Sword, the son who had rushed to him risking his life.

“F-Father? What is this….”
“Thank you. I survived because of you.”

The fall of a warrior who had lived his entire life consumed by inferiority was far more vicious than demons who had been born as demons from the start.

“Fath….”

Belus collapsed, his skin withered like a rice paddy struck by drought. Even in death, his eyes, which had melted away, could not turn from Huan.

“Huff….”

Huan rose to his feet with a rejuvenated face. Having consumed Belus, who possessed the most demonic energy, his momentum had grown even stronger than before.

“Is this the life you wanted?”

I bit down hard on my lip.

“You joined hands with the Holy Sword Association, entrusted your soul to a Demonic Sword, and killed your own son with your own hands—what are you trying to achieve?”
“Shut your mouth!”

Huan Lakion unleashed a bestial roar and raised the Demonic Sword Criatus.

“I will avenge my children!”

The demonic energy had burrowed so deep into his marrow that he swung the Demonic Sword Criatus down, claiming he would avenge Belus—whom he had killed with his own hands.
The mastery of greatsword technique fused with explosive demonic energy, unleashing a pitch-black wave that melted everything it touched.

“I will deny your choice.”

I extended my left foot forward and bent my knees. I positioned the Heavenly Sword behind my right shoulder and the Soul Reaper Sword behind my right hip, then compressed every remaining force within me.

The flames of the Heavenly Sword and the frost of the Soul Reaper Sword slowly subsided, burning faintly like embers.

Shing!

The moment the Demonic Sword’s tidal wave grazed my hair, I drew power from beneath my feet, added rotation and pressure, and detonated it from my fingertips.

Raon Zigheart-style swordsmanship.
Sixth Form, Divine Demonic Harmony Convergence—Linked Technique: Azure-Crimson Undefeated Sword.

The divine and demonic energy compressed to the limit exploded in an instant, savagely tearing through the wave of demonic force.

Boom!

I advanced through the center of the demonic energy, now torn open like the eye of a storm. With two blades carrying heat and cold, I split the Demonic Sword and severed both of Huan Lakion’s arms.

“Kugh!”

Huan Lakion collapsed, spewing black blood from both shoulders. His dark eyes trembled endlessly, consumed by terror and shock.

I trampled the Demonic Sword Criatus and approached Huan Lakion.
The Sword Realm Manifestation had dissolved from the loss of strength, but it didn’t matter. The Heavenly Sword and Soul Reaper Sword remained sharp.

Screeeeeech!

I drove the Heavenly Sword downward, embedding it deep into Huan’s shoulder.

Sizzzzzzle!

Crimson flames licked across the silver blade, searing away Huan’s demonic energy, flesh, and blood in one scorching instant.

“Gahhhhhhh!”

Huan thrashed his head wildly, his screams tearing from his throat as unbearable agony consumed him.

“W-Wait! Please! Tell me! Who did you make a deal with? Why did we….”
“I have no desire for information from a wretch like you.”

I reversed my grip on the Soul Reaper Sword in my left hand and drove it into Huan’s heart.
Sickly yellow spectral energy shimmered like heat haze, keeping his lungs functioning while systematically extracting every trace of demonic power from his body.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!”

Huan’s eyes rolled back as he convulsed, his body wracked with the sensation of having his very flesh and veins torn from within, but the Heavenly Sword pinning his shoulder kept him utterly immobilized.

“P-Please! I beg you! Just kill me….”
“I told you.”

I looked down at Huan with hollow eyes, my jaw set firm.

“I’d make you regret it even in death. This is only the beginning.”

I simply watched as every blood vessel in his body ruptured and burst.

“Ugghhh….”

Huan kept his eyes shut, his screams fragmenting with each gasping breath—more terrified of my crimson gaze than the agony of his draining demonic power.

“So this is the end of the renowned Head of the Lakion Family. How pathetic.”
“That garbage doesn’t deserve a quick death by the blade. He should suffer every torment possible before we end him.”
“….”

Burren, Martha, and Lunan all shook their heads, seemingly agreeing that Huan Lakion couldn’t simply be killed.

“Kneel!”
“It’s over. Drop your weapons.”
“Anyone standing with a weapon will be cut down.”

The Gwangpung Corps disarmed the Lakion swordsmen on the frozen battlefield and forced them to their knees.

“Having a good commander really does make battles easier.”
“The situation was falling apart, but he used it to end the battle. Truly a remarkable man.”
“There don’t seem to be any casualties either. A perfect victory.”

The Gwangpung Corps swordsmen smiled as they looked at me, their thoughts turning to how they had crushed the Lakion Family without suffering major losses.

“C-Commander?”

Rimer blinked, still bewildered at suddenly losing his opponent.

“Hey… where’s the commander?”

He pointed forward with his finger, but no one turned to look back.

“I’m the vice-commander! You’re not already mistaking Raon for the commander, are you? Huh? You guys?”

Still, no answer came, and only Rimer’s voice echoed hollowly through the air.

“Hey, you bastards!”

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