The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 591

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Chapter 591

Siyan’s eyes widened as she gazed upon the colossal woman holding her. A being who possessed the essence of water far purer than even the spirits said to be close to nature itself. Though she had never seen her before, there was no mistaking this presence.

“The… Water Spirit King!”

The Water Spirit King smiled gently in confirmation. For reasons she couldn’t quite understand, her smile carried a melancholy and bittersweet quality.

“Please, help us!”

Siyan grasped the Water Spirit King’s finger and fell to her knees.

“I beg you! Save them all!”

What I desired was neither to slay my enemies nor to ensure my own survival.

I wanted to save my kinfolk, whom I had once disregarded, and my family who had believed in me and waited for my return.

“….”

The Water Spirit King gazed intently into Siyan’s eyes before nodding.
As she extended her hand, the sky that had been filled only with ash flickered with azure light, scattering transparent raindrops.

As crystalline rainwater so pure that faces could be reflected in it poured down, color returned to the faces of the dying elves. The deep burns of the Grand Elder and the elders who had sacrificed themselves to open the way began to slowly subside.

This was no ordinary water. The source of life itself. The Water Spirit King’s celestial waters, which could revive even the dead, just as Ifrit’s crimson flames burned all things.

Ssssshhhhh!

The rainwater composed of celestial waters did not merely revive the elves. It extinguished the crimson flames that refused to die no matter what was done, and erased the oppressive heat entirely.

Sterin’s complexion, which had been darkening from the heat, appeared to ease somewhat.

“Haah….”

Siyan collapsed into the Water Spirit King’s palm and exhaled a weary breath.

‘Thank goodness. Thank goodness indeed….’

Because of the Water Spirit King, those who had stood at death’s threshold were returning to life. The joy of saving my own kind far surpassed the elation of summoning a Spirit King.

Siyan gazed downward, her trembling hand pressed against her chest.

Her kinfolk all stared with eyes wide enough to tear. Every one of them had instinctively sensed the Spirit King’s presence.

The elves who had protected and waited for me, and those who had scorned me alike—all trembled in their entirety, seized by shock.

The Grand Elder and the other elders’ faces bore the strange duality of astonishment and joy. I had suddenly summoned a Spirit King while risking my life to save them, and their bewilderment mingled with delight.

‘These are the expressions I’ve dreamed of.’

Having believed myself scorned my entire life, I had dreamed daily of my kinfolk wearing such expressions of amazement.

Once I achieved resonance, I had resolved to mock them all. Yet after hearing the Grand Elder’s words, such thoughts had vanished entirely.
Simply being able to save everyone was satisfaction enough.

I forced strength into my trembling legs and rose to my feet. Hongryeom-gwi and Raon both ceased their combat, their mouths falling open as they turned their gaze toward me.

Siyan smiled faintly as she met Raon’s widened eyes.

‘It’s all because of you, Raon.’

My courage, my refusal to surrender—all of it stemmed from him. Had I never met him, I would still be trembling beneath my blankets.

‘I’m truly grateful….’

As I prepared to offer him my thanks, a sharp ache bloomed in my chest once more, just as it had when I summoned the Water Spirit King.
But this time, the heat that surged through me was intense enough to scald.

“Aaaahhhhh!”

Unable to bear the roiling inferno within, Siyan cried out—and in that moment, a flame far more vivid than Hongryeom-gwi’s fire erupted from her chest, pouring forth toward Raon in a torrent of brilliant radiance.

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I narrowed my eyes as I touched the crimson flames enveloping my body.

‘It’s not hot.’

I sensed a purer essence of fire than what Hongryeom-gwi possessed, yet felt no pain whatsoever.
Rather than scorching heat, it felt warm—like a campfire gently warming my body.

But the crimson flames offered more than mere warmth. They were forcing a tremendous surge of fire essence into my body, which had been depleted of most of its aura.

Cuckoo cuckoo cuckoo!

New vitality surged through my withered mana circuits, and a massive spark ignited within my depleted dantian.

I gazed at Siyan, who stood upon the Water Spirit King’s palm. I had suspected that Siyan might possess the orb left behind by the World Tree’s ancestor, and it appeared my suspicion was correct.

‘Though I never imagined that orb would be a Spirit King itself….’

I clenched my fist as I watched the flames deepen in color.

‘Is what’s entering my body now the Fire Spirit King of this era?’

The previous Fire Spirit King, Ifrit, had been bound to Eden’s helm, and this tremendous presence now flowing into me seemed to be the new Fire Spirit King.

“Krraaagh!”

Even Hongryeom-gwi hadn’t anticipated this turn of events, his lips trembling in shock. Madness blazed in his eyes, visible through the gaps of his helm.

Kwaaaaaah!

Hongryeom-gwi unleashed a blade of flame, condensed with razor-sharp intent to incinerate me in a single stroke.

I grimaced as the fiery sword rushed toward me.

‘I need to evade… wait?’

Just as I was about to dodge—knowing my current state couldn’t withstand such an assault—a wall of flames erupted from the new Fire Spirit King, blocking the attack before me.

Kwaaaang!

The blade of crimson flame and the wall of crimson flame collided, sweeping a scarlet inferno across the surroundings.

The flames threatened to engulf the battlefield that had barely regained its vitality, but thanks to the moonwater sprinkled by the Water Spirit King, the heat quickly subsided.

“Damn it….”

Hongryeom-gwi gnashed his teeth as he watched the two Spirit Kings blocking his flames.

“Ahahahahaha!”

Erian, who had belatedly returned, burst into wild laughter upon seeing me.

“I told you! That bastard is a Spirit King’s contractor! I was right!”

He patted the shoulders of the dumbfounded elves and shouted that he had been correct.

“Is… is it really true? The Fire Spirit King truly contracted with that human?”
“That’s… impossible….”
“Look at that crimson flame. It’s darker than Hongryeom-gwi’s fire! It must be the Spirit King!”
“Even if Siyan is one thing, but a Spirit King contracting with a human….”

Unlike Erian, the elves trembled with bewilderment, their eyes widening.

I had no time to concern myself with what the elves were saying. I was too busy assessing my own condition.

‘The Spirit King currently lacks reason.’

Unlike the Water Spirit King protecting Siyan, the Fire Spirit King that had entered me was not thinking properly—moving purely on instinct. It seemed as though it had only just been born.

‘Is this the influence of the Zigheart Ancestor?’

It was clear that the Spirit King had attached itself to me by following the ring of fire left behind by the Ancestor or the aura of Manhwagong.

‘This is an opportunity.’

My aura was nearly depleted, but if I utilized the aura being transmitted by the Spirit King, I believed I could fight Hongryeom-gwi.

‘Let me try.’

I bit down hard on my lips and raised both the Divine Sword and Demonic Sword. To harness the Fire Spirit King’s essence as naturally as I did with Manhwagong, I activated the Ring of Fire.

Kuguguguguguuu!

As the Ring of Fire resonated and drew the Spirit King’s power forth in a seamless flow, a chillingly frigid aura suddenly surged from my left shoulder.

-How dare you!

It was Wrath. He raised his massive fist and let out a furious roar.

-This body belongs to the True Demon King! Does a mere newborn flame-wielder dare to cut in line?!
‘Wait, hold on!’
-Silence! A rolling stone like you must be crushed to dust!

Wrath refused to yield, unleashing an enormous torrent of rage and freezing cold.

Kuguguguguuu!

The Fire Spirit King, sensing the threat in Wrath’s aura, blazed forth with even fiercer intensity than before.

‘Ugh….’

As Wrath’s frigid power burrowed in from the left and the Fire Spirit King’s flames roared from the right, a searing pain shot through my core as if carved by a blade.

Sizzzzzzzzz!

Hongryeom-gwi’s flames clashed with Wrath and the Spirit King’s powers from within, creating an agony that threatened to shatter both body and spirit.

‘The pain is unbearable, yet….’

I bit my lips until they bled and lifted my head.

‘I can harness this power.’

Thanks to Manhwagong, I had always been familiar with flames, and Wrath’s essence was not merely familiar—it felt like second nature.
I sensed I could wield both forces as though they were my own.

I steadied the swirling ring of fire as it began to collapse, elevating my soul’s grade to its absolute limit while harmonizing the conflicting energies coursing through my dantian and mana circuits.

I infused Wrath’s frigid power into the blazing frost demon sword in my left hand, and layered the Spirit King’s flames onto the divine sword flickering in my right.

Kuwaaaaaa!

The divine sword and demon sword radiated light twice as intense and brilliant as when they first opened the Sword Realm. The darkened night receded, and daylight seemed to be reborn.

I held Hongryeom-gwi at bay with both blades, curling my lips into a smile. My body felt as though it might be torn to shreds from the clash between the Demon Lord and Spirit King, yet I concealed the strain and smiled.

“It’s time to end this.”
“Shut your mouth!”

Hongryeom-gwi ground his teeth with a snarl, spewing vicious flames.

“A mere insect strengthened by another’s power!”
“That applies to you as well.”

I cleaved through Hongryeom-gwi’s rushing flames with the demon sword’s frigid aura.

Kwaaaaa!

The eternal Hongryeom flames melted away as though they had never existed the moment they touched Wrath’s cold.

“This… what is this…?”

Hongryeom-gwi’s eyes trembled violently as he chased after the vanishing flames.

“Don’t expect me to stop at just this.”

I drove into the gap in Hongryeom-gwi’s stance, thrusting the divine sword’s blade through his opening.

Piercing!

Flames intertwined with gold and crimson pierced through the protective inferno shield surrounding Hongryeom-gwi and embedded themselves in his shoulder.

Sizzzzle!

It was different from before. From his shoulder, now that he had achieved spirit transformation, both flames and blood seeped out simultaneously.

“Grrrrgh! You bastard!”

Hongryeom-gwi staggered backward, clutching his bleeding shoulder. Despite the tremor in his eyes, his murderous intent only deepened.

Boom!

Raon stepped onto the scorched battlefield and closed in on Hongryeom-gwi.

“Kiiieee!”

Hongryeom-gwi thrashed his arms wildly, hurling spears of flame in all directions. Though chaotic in appearance, each flame carried lethal power.

I infused the Divine Sword with the mysteries of Radiant Sword technique, while the Demonic Sword unfolded the Snow Wind Sword Formation. Both blades extended as one breath, intertwining with the moonlight that scattered and fell.

Crash!

The spear blades of flame that Hongryeom-gwi unleashed at full force tumbled down like cherry blossoms and dissipated. His flames, exhausted of power, could not even ignite the Thicket.

“Hrrgh…”

Hongryeom-gwi gnashed his teeth as he watched his own flames extinguish.

I had no time to toy with Hongryeom-gwi. I stepped forward, treading upon the Taehwa Technique.

‘Time is running out.’

This transcendent aura could not be maintained indefinitely.
My mental strength had reached its limit—collapse could come at any moment. I had to end this as swiftly as possible.

Crash!

The Demonic Sword thrust forward like an ambush, clashing with Hongryeom-gwi’s flames. True to his nature as an Eden Ghost, he continued to drain the World Tree’s aura to the last drop, pouring every remaining ounce of power into his assault.

Whoosh!

I tilted the Demonic Sword back to regain balance, then swept the Divine Sword upward from below. Flames scraped across the battlefield as they rose, tearing through Hongryeom-gwi’s abdomen.

“Krraaaaaaah!”

Hongryeom-gwi sprayed blood across the ship’s deck even as he raised his hand skyward. From his grip, a sphere of flames erupted and expanded violently, coalescing into a massive fireball as enormous as the sun itself.

Sizzzzzzzzle!

Raon bit his lip as he watched the sphere of flames grow ever larger. The overwhelming heat made it nearly impossible to approach Hongryeom-gwi.

“I’ll annihilate every last one of you!”

Hongryeom-gwi unleashed the colossal fireball in a single breath, as though intent on erasing not merely Raon but the World Tree itself. The earth where the sphere passed was obliterated, and the clear sky warped as if it might shatter.

Raon gripped both swords tightly as he faced Hongryeom-gwi’s fireball, now as vast as the World Tree itself.

‘I must endure….’

I still possessed the power those fools had granted me. In fact, it continued to surge even now as they clashed within me.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The warm flames conjured by the Fire Spirit King pushed against my back.

-Cease your interference! Do not covet the True Demon King’s sustenance!

Wrath, the king of fools, unleashed a chill far more intense than that of the Fire Spirit King.

I channeled both forces into the Heavenly Sword and Soul Reaper Sword. Even though I was not receiving the power directly but rather directing it through the blades, my palms felt as though they might burst open and my bones threatened to shatter.

Gripping my crumbling wrists and forcibly stabilizing my mana circuits as they threatened to rupture, I drew both swords downward.

Even amid this onslaught, I did not surrender entirely to raw power. Within the descending blades, I wove the mysteries of Radiant Slash and Snowstorm Sword Form, cleaving through the center of the fireball Hongryeom-gwi had unleashed.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Flames consumed flames, and frost tore through the heat.

The firepower of the Lord of Wrath and the Fire Spirit King of this age suppressed even the inferno of Hongryeom-gwi, who approached transcendence.

Crash!

Between the sinking fireballs, Hongryeom-gwi’s eyes trembled as though they might burst from their sockets.
He seemed unable to move properly, having poured too much power into the flames.

‘It’s over.’

I dragged my exhausted body forward and thrust the Demonic Sword toward Hongryeom-gwi’s neck.

‘What…?’

But something I hadn’t anticipated occurred.

My upper dantian, having reached its limit, closed, and the Sword Realm unraveled. The elongated blade of the Demonic Sword receded, revealing the thin, short blade of the Soul Reaper Sword.

‘Damn it!’

I stretched my arm fully and poured aura into the Soul Reaper Sword’s blade, but time was too short. The short dagger’s edge merely grazed Hongryeom-gwi’s neck as it passed.

“In the end… my victory!”

Hongryeom-gwi roared as tension released from his body, extending his right hand toward me. Crimson flames erupted from within the massive palm that obscured my vision.

Kuwaaaaaa!

Before my skin could even turn red from the heat, my breathing grew shallow. My mental strength had also reached its limit, leaving my mind unable to function properly. As I stared at the swirling flames, a sharp cutting sound pierced the air from behind me.

Piiiiiing!

A blue arrow that had broken off in the sky flew down and blew clean off Hongryeom-gwi’s arm as he approached.

“Krraaaagh!”

Hongryeom-gwi stumbled backward, releasing an incongruous scream of shock at the sudden ambush.

“Now!”

I recognized her voice instantly. Siyan. Support from her, who had reclaimed her confidence and become a true High Elf.

I bit my tongue. Steadying my reeling consciousness as my body threatened to collapse, I stepped down with my left foot’s true angle.
I gathered all the energy of the Spirit King and Wrath still clashing within my body into my right hand.

Whoooosh!

I condensed the surging aura into a single, unified force. The Heavenly Sword, vibrating so intensely it seemed ready to shatter, descended upon Hongryeom-gwi as he fled backward.

Screeeech!

Hongryeom-gwi erected a wall of flame to defend himself, but the blade of the Heavenly Sword—burning with both fire and frost—tore through his body without resistance.

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