The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 592

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Chapter 592

Hongryeom-gwi’s spirit transformation shattered completely, and crimson blood erupted from his chest.

Cough.

I released the Heavenly Sword from my right hand. I no longer possessed the strength to grip the blade.

Yet the inferno burning in Hongryeom-gwi’s eyes had not extinguished. Even facing death, he showed no intention of surrender.

“Krraaaaaaah!”

Hongryeom-gwi unleashed a bestial roar and stretched his hand not toward me, but toward the World Tree.
From his crimson palm—all skin torn away—radiated an oppressive, searing heat. It was the Hongryeom flame born from burning his very life force.

Whoosh!

I was hurled backward as if struck across the face by the scorching heat radiating from Hongryeom-gwi’s inferno.

-A mere flame wielder dares mock the True Demon King!
-….

I wanted to strike back, but the relentless clash between Wrath and the Fire Spirit King continued to split my skull with agony.
I longed to lose consciousness, yet I forced myself to remain alert because Hongryeom-gwi still lived.

Roooooar!

A torrent of crystalline water cascaded from the heavens like a waterfall, blocking Hongryeom-gwi’s flames. It was the Water Spirit King’s lunar tide.

“Do not interfere!”

Even as Hongryeom-gwi spewed a horrific amount of blood, he did not withdraw his flames. Knowing death was inevitable, he seemed determined to struggle until the very end.

Sizzzzzzle!

His flames burned more intensely, beginning to evaporate the lunar tide unleashed by the Water Spirit King.

I widened my eyes as I watched the Water Spirit King’s waterfall grow progressively thinner.

‘The Water Spirit King is being pushed back?’

Troubled by this unexpected turn, I lifted my gaze and spotted Siyan staggering, unable to maintain her balance. Blood trickled from her nose and mouth.

‘Has she reached her limit?’

No—the fact that she’s endured this long is the remarkable thing.

Even for a High Elf like Siyan, wielding the power of a Spirit King from the outset was no trivial feat. By holding on this long, she had already fulfilled her role.

‘I have to finish this myself.’

Rimer was in no condition to move, the Grand Elder and the other elders were gravely wounded, and the rest of the elves couldn’t even approach this inferno. This battle had to end by my hand.

‘But the method….’

The Sword Realm was sealed, and between Wrath and the Fire Spirit King’s clash, I lacked even the strength to stand, let alone swing a blade.
Hongryeom-gwi knew this, which was why he ignored me entirely and focused solely on attacking the World Tree.

‘Wait….’

He ignores me?

I studied Hongryeom-gwi, whose gaze never turned toward me, and caressed the Soul Reaper Sword I held in my left hand.

‘There is one.’

One final method remained to slay Hongryeom-gwi.

I released the tension in my left hand gripping the Soul Reaper Sword and drove my right foot into the scorched earth below.
Channeling the recoil from my ankle through my thigh and waist, then into my shoulder, I unleashed the Soul Reaper Sword in a single, explosive motion.

Whiiiing!

A crimson blade infused with the force of secret blade techniques rather than aura surged toward Hongryeom-gwi’s heart.

“Hmph!”

Hongryeom-gwi noticed the Soul Reaper Sword lacked aura and concentrated solely on shattering the lunar waters unleashed by the Water Spirit King.
He seemed to believe the heat barrier would prevent the Soul Reaper Sword from even making contact.

Whoooosh!

Indeed, despite the Soul Reaper Sword being wrapped in demonic energy, it wavered and faltered under Hongryeom-gwi’s heat, unable to advance.

I remained motionless even as I watched the Soul Reaper Sword tremble as if it would sink. The moment had not yet arrived.

Hongryeom-gwi, realizing the Soul Reaper Sword posed no threat to him, redirected all his focus toward the Water Spirit King.

In that instant, the final flame ignited within my eyes.

‘Now!’

I opened my upper dantian, which had briefly recovered. I channeled my killing intent—to pierce through the flames and slay Hongryeom-gwi—into the Soul Reaper Sword.

Uuuuuung!

Perhaps because of the extreme circumstances, the Soul Reaper Sword and my consciousness interlocked as if they had always been one from the beginning.
A refreshing sensation, like a cool breeze sweeping through my scorching mind, washed over me.

Shriiiing!

The Soul Reaper Sword, which had been plummeting under the heat’s pressure, surged upward without trembling.
The crimson blade advanced faster than when infused with strong energy, piercing through Hongryeom-gwi’s flames.

Splurt!

A blade of pure light—the Soul Reaper Sword extended like a flash, crushing Hongryeom-gwi’s helmet and embedding itself in his skull.

“Gack!”

Hongryeom-gwi’s hands fell limp. The life force of one who had not died even when his chest was split began to crumble.

“An… a sword that defeats…”

Hongryeom-gwi stared at me, his parched lips trembling.

“You were deceiving me all along….”
“No.”

I shook my head, exhaling ragged breaths.

“It was coincidence.”

It wasn’t a lie. The situation had been so dire that I’d managed to synchronize with the Soul Reaper Sword in that moment.
Under normal circumstances, I would have failed all hundred times out of a hundred.

“Ugh….”

Hongryeom-gwi collapsed to his knees, stretching his hand toward the World Tree, his lips twisting in anguish.

“I… I could have reached it with just one more step….”

With those words, Hongryeom-gwi’s breath ceased. I watched for a moment, but he did not rise.

“A relentless bastard….”

I sighed and fell backward.

‘I’ve truly reached my limit now.’

My stamina, my aura, my mental fortitude—all of it had been consumed. I no longer had the strength to even keep my eyes open.

‘The remaining enemies should be able to handle themselves.’

Having cut down the Red Ghost Knight, Cassandra, and now Hongryeom-gwi, the remaining enemies were something the Elves could certainly manage.

Honestly, I was tired of it all. I just wanted to sleep.

Because….

-Yes! If you’re going to struggle that much, I’ll devour you entirely!
-….

Wrath and the Fire Spirit King were still fighting inside my body even now.

While Wrath overwhelmed the Fire Spirit King in raw power, the Fire Spirit King clung to him like a leech, refusing to be shaken off.

‘Stop fighting. You crazy bastards….’

I’m going to actually die at this rate!

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Rimer crawled toward the fallen Raon, exhaling a ragged breath.

“He actually pulled it off. That monster.”

Raon had ultimately parted the flames of Hongryeom-gwi—a being far stronger than himself—and shattered the creature’s skull.
Even with the aid of the Fire Spirit King and the Water Spirit King, it should have been impossible.

‘That final sword technique.’

It was the Enlightenment Sword Technique.

The execution was incomplete, and it would never have succeeded if Hongryeom-gwi hadn’t let his guard down, but the dagger Raon threw had unmistakably carried the essence of the Enlightenment Sword Technique.

‘How long has it been since Grandfather taught him the Enlightenment Sword Technique?’

Sterin had only shown Raon the mysteries of the Enlightenment Sword Technique less than a week ago. The fact that he had unraveled its intricacies and made it his own in such a short span was astounding.

‘A monster. No, even that word falls short.’

At first, they had called him a genius; now they called him a monster. But even those words seemed insufficient to describe Raon anymore.

“Well done.”

Rimer barely managed to approach Raon and gently stroked his soot-blackened blonde hair.

“And thank you.”

If not for Raon, Sepia would have turned to ash, and Eden would have welcomed a new transcendent being.
Setting aside the relationship of disciple and subordinate, I could only feel gratitude toward the person named Raon.

“Raon!”

I turned at the sound of Siyan’s voice. She was rushing toward me, wiping blood from her nose with the back of her hand.

‘That’s right. He’s a benefactor to that girl as well.’

It was thanks to Raon that Siyan found the courage to summon the Spirit King once more.
When this man woke up, there would be countless things I’d need to thank him for.

“Siyan, are you alright—”
“Raon!”

She didn’t even glance at Rimer, instead dropping to her knees before Raon and examining his condition.

“Don’t you see the state I’m in…”
“You’re alive though. That’s what matters!”

Siyan muttered something about going to apply medicine, then grasped Raon’s hand.

“Raon, are you alright?”

Raon had already lost consciousness and couldn’t respond.

“What do I do!”

Siyan obtained moonwater from the diminished Water Spirit King and poured it into Raon’s mouth. Despite blood trickling from his lips due to internal injuries, she didn’t stop her hands.

“Rimer.”

The Grand Elder, having dealt with the remaining enemies, extended his hand toward Rimer.

“Huff…”

Rimer grasped the Grand Elder’s outstretched hand, which was covered in wounds, and pulled himself up.

“Huff…”

The Grand Elder let out a short exclamation upon observing me.

“What in the world is that monster?”
“Raon Zigheart. Currently my disciple and subordinate, but in the future….”

Rimer gazed down at me with my eyes closed, a faint smile playing across his lips.

“He will become the king I must serve.”

He spoke with a gravity unlike before, imbuing the title of king with profound weight.

“I see.”

The Grand Elder neither expressed surprise nor reproach. He simply nodded calmly, as if acknowledging that I possessed the caliber for such a destiny.

“Perhaps we too should be included in that service….”
“I told you so!”

As he drew a brief breath, Erian approached and raised his fist triumphantly.

“This man! I said he was the Spirit King’s contractor!”

Erian laughed with unbridled joy, as though his long, unwavering faith had finally been vindicated.

“And it doesn’t end with being the Spirit King’s contractor—he’s become our Elves’ savior too! My instincts never deceive me!”

He grinned and gestured toward Leiran, who stood in stunned silence.

“Leiran. You didn’t believe in Raon, did you? How does it feel now?”
“I, that is….”

Leiran stammered, unable to form a proper response.

“You called me mad, didn’t you? This is what a wise investment looks like!”

Erian’s entire demeanor had transformed—he seemed more elated by my becoming the Spirit King’s contractor than by Sepia’s survival.

“Now the Spirit Realm will find stability again. The Water Spirit King and Fire Spirit King have both awakened….”
“Please, be quiet!”

As his voice rose, Siyan, who had been observing me, let out a sharp cry.

“S-Siyan?”
“Raon’s condition is strange.”
“Strange, how?”

Rimer rushed toward me urgently.

“Heat and cold are clashing inside you. One is definitely the Fire Spirit King, but what’s the other?”

Siyan shook her head, struggling to comprehend.

“Another one?”
“Yes. It’s cold energy, but it’s even stronger than Ellaim’s….”

She shook her head, sensing an aura far denser and more massive than the Water Spirit King’s.

“Is it a second Water Spirit King? Or did your Water Spirit King form a contract with you as well….”

Erian blinked at Siyan in confusion.

“That’s impossible!”

Siyan shook her head vigorously and looked back at me.

“What’s inside Raon’s body right now is…?”
“Why?”
“T-The Fire Spirit King’s aura just vanished! What, what is this?”

Her eyes widened in bewilderment.

“What…?”
“I’m serious. I can’t feel the Fire Spirit King’s aura anymore.”

Rimer and the Grand Elder also sensed the Spirit King’s aura disappearing and dropped their jaws.

“W-What does this mean? Is Raon in danger?”

Erian examined me with worried eyes.

“No. Actually, it’s stabilizing as the cold energy dissipates.”

Siyan shook her head with a lukewarm expression.

“Didn’t the Fire Spirit King return to the Spirit Realm?”

Rimer scratched his chin as he asked.

“It doesn’t seem like it….”

Siyan shook her head, observing Raon’s complexion, which had grown more peaceful.

“What on earth is happening?”

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I struggled to lift my eyelids open.

‘Where am I….’

A brown ceiling woven like interlaced tree bark came into view. It wasn’t the Dormitory where I had stayed from the beginning—it appeared to be another Elf’s residence.

‘Well, everything else would have burned down.’

Except for the house behind the World Tree, everything had turned to ash, so it seemed I had been moved here.

‘That was no easy battle.’

Hongryeom-gwi was formidable. No—he had become formidable. Only now could I truly comprehend how absurdly broken an ability to grow stronger during combat truly was.

‘However….’

I clenched my fist with a hand that hadn’t yet fully recovered its strength.

‘Thanks to him, I was able to grow stronger as well.’

By engaging in a life-or-death battle using the Fire Spirit King’s and Wrath’s power, my cultivation level—which had stagnated since reaching Grand Master—rose slightly.

It wasn’t merely an increase in realm; the experience I gained in wielding such formidable power would prove invaluable for my future advancement.

‘Still, there’s something else….’

I closed my eyes and reassessed my body’s condition.

‘It seems the internal battle has ended as well.’

The auras of Wrath and the Fire Spirit King, who had been fighting until the moment I defeated Hongryeom-gwi, were no longer perceptible. Both had vanished.

‘Wrath must have won.’

Though the Fire Spirit King had clung to him like a leech, Wrath’s overwhelming power would have ensured his victory.

‘Wrath.’
-Why are you calling me?

At my call, he slowly crawled out from the bracelet.

‘What happened to the Fire Spirit King?’
-What do you think? He was crushed by the True Demon King’s majesty and retreated.

He scoffed without even looking at me.

‘So he returned to the Spirit Realm?’

I clicked my tongue in disappointment. I had wanted to observe the Fire Spirit King properly, but he had simply vanished.

-….

Wrath didn’t answer, his plump cheeks twitching instead.

‘What are you doing?’
-What? What do you mean?
‘Hmm?’

I narrowed my eyes, observing the back of his head. Unlike usual, his cheeks wouldn’t stay still, and his speech sounded odd. It was as if he were chewing something.

‘What are you eating?’
-Gulp!

Wrath shook his head, his chubby hand clamped firmly over his mouth as if caught red-handed.

‘Hey.’

I grabbed Wrath’s head and turned it toward me. As expected, something was stuffed in his mouth, and he was chewing away. A strange unease burned through me like fire.

‘Spit it out.’

There was no way a spirit like Wrath would be eating ordinary food. He was definitely up to something suspicious.

-N-No way! It’s the True Demon King’s!

Wrath clamped his mouth shut, refusing to spit it out under any circumstances.

‘Spit it out now!’

I grabbed Wrath’s jaw and tried to force his mouth open, but no matter how much strength I poured into it, his jaw remained locked shut.

‘What exactly are you eating?!’
-I-It’s just candy.

Wrath waved his hand dismissively, insisting it was only candy and telling me not to worry.

‘Candy?’
-Yes, it is. Strawberry-flavored candy, so don’t be concerned.
‘Strawberry-flavored….’

At the mention of strawberry flavor, a memory surfaced—something Wrath had said before.

[Green spirits taste like green grapes, and red spirits taste like strawberries.]

Those were Wrath’s words from when he returned from the Spirit Realm.

I swallowed hard and looked back at Wrath.

‘You… surely not.’
-It’s not!
‘It absolutely is!’

I clenched my teeth and approached Wrath. With all my strength, I forced his mouth open.

Crack.

A bright red candy fell from Wrath’s barely-open mouth. It was covered in bite marks from how much he’d been chewing on it.

‘It’s really a candy… wait? Flames?’

I examined the candy more closely and my eyes widened. Faint flames flickered around it, barely burning. The flames felt strangely familiar.

‘Surely not…’

It wasn’t a matter of surely—it was certain. This was the aura of the Fire Spirit King that had granted me power when I fought Hongryeom-gwi.

“The Spirit King is dead…”

I grabbed my head, my lips trembling.

“A Spirit King who appeared after a thousand years is dead again!”
-That’s why I kept asking for food…
“You gluttonous beast!”

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