The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 704

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Chapter 704

Tsk.

Aris clicked her tongue sharply as she pushed back the First Apostle’s rushing technique.

‘My bones are resonating.’

The First Apostle stood at a stable transcendent realm befitting the White Blood Sect’s second-in-command.
Judging by how he blocked spatial slashes with his bare hands, he was certainly no inferior opponent.

‘Even so….’

He’s not an opponent I can’t capture.

Aris crushed the shattered Castle Wall beneath her feet as she advanced, driving her blade toward the First Apostle’s heart.

Whoooosh!

The First Apostle brought his technique down as if he’d been waiting for this moment. Scorching heat blazed from his fingertips in a motion that seemed more like an attack than a defense.

‘Blood Flame Seal?’

It was unmistakably the Blood Flame Seal, the White Blood Sect’s supreme technique that burned vital energy to push destructive power to its absolute limit.

Crash!

Aris drew consecutive spatial slashes to erase the First Apostle’s Blood Flame Seal, then drove a counterattack with her blade tip.

Ring!

A sudden spatial blade erupted from the First Apostle’s temple.

“Crude.”

The First Apostle, already accustomed to spatial blades, blocked the spatial blade bursting from his temple with the back of his hand.
After defending, he stepped forward with precise footwork to close in on Aris, aiming for close-quarters combat where hand techniques held the advantage.

“Unfortunately….”

Aris Zigheart slid the First Apostle’s staff off her shoulder and twisted her lips into a smirk.

“Close combat is my specialty!”

She warped the space around her. Deflecting the First Apostle’s assault to the side, she struck his chest with the pommel of her sword.

Crack!

The First Apostle staggered back three steps, his solar plexus taking the full brunt of the blow. But like a roly-poly toy, he immediately pushed off the ground and charged forward again. He showed no signs of injury whatsoever.

“Is this bastard a zombie or something?”

Aris Zigheart’s eyes narrowed as she watched the First Apostle rush toward her. Even if she’d only struck him with the pommel, his ribs should have been crushed, yet he seemed to feel no pain at all.

“Fine then. I’ll strip the flesh from your bones!”

She gritted her teeth and unleashed a torrent of sword strikes toward the First Apostle’s head.

Boom!

Sword and staff collided diagonally, and a crimson wave of energy swept across the battlefield.
The Zigheart warriors and White Blood Cult members fighting nearby couldn’t withstand the shockwave and were sent flying in all directions.

“Hah.”

Aris Zigheart shook her sword free of the lingering blood energy and tilted her chin to the side.

“You live up to being the White Blood Cult’s second-in-command. Ridiculously strong.”
“Second-in-command?”

The 2nd Apostle, who had been casually knocking down Zigheart warriors, let out a short laugh.

“That guy isn’t the second-in-command though?”

The 2nd Apostle curled her lips upward, dismissing the notion.

“….”

The First Apostle clenched his fists with trembling hands, saying nothing.

“I’ve never heard of you having anything like a vice leader.”

Aris Zigheart narrowed her eyes as she looked at the 2nd Apostle.

“There’s no such thing. The Cult Leader is a god, and the second-in-command is….”

Just as the 2nd Apostle was about to speak of the White Blood Cult’s second-in-command, a faint whistling sound disturbed her ears.

“Found them. That way.”

She turned her gaze to the left and licked her crimson lips with her tongue.

“I’m leaving this to you.”

The 2nd Apostle gave the First Apostle a light wave before vanishing into a white current.

“Wait, if that direction is….”

Aris Zigheart bit her lip as she watched the 2nd Apostle’s retreating figure.

‘Surely not?’

It was the direction toward the Annex Building, the farthest point from the Zigheart Main Residence, located neither in the outer nor inner castle.

‘This cannot happen!’

The warriors of the Main Mansion and the Elder Council had been positioned at the outer castle to protect the citizens.
Strong warriors had been left at the Annex Building as well, but they would be insufficient to stop the 2nd Apostle.

‘There’s no one available.’

Valdemar was out on external reconnaissance, and Denier was waiting at the Main Mansion, making it difficult for them to assist the Annex Building.
Dogyae was also occupied defending the outer castle and could not move.

Though Sylvia was growing stronger, her current power made it impossible to stop the 2nd Apostle.

“Damn it!”

Aris Zigheart stepped into the Ethereal Flow Space technique. As she moved to cut through space and pursue the 2nd Apostle, a pristine white hand erupted from the void.

Boom!

The First Apostle detonated his blood energy, blocking the flow of the Ethereal Flow Space technique. Her forced halt sent a sharp, stinging pain coursing through her body.

“Get out of my way!”

Aris paid no mind to the pain as she unleashed a torrent of sword strikes aimed at the First Apostle’s throat.

Clang!

However, the First Apostle seemed to notice Aris Zigheart’s desperation, and he stood firm in his defense, blocking only her path.

“You must understand.”

The First Apostle’s gaze grew cold and piercing.

“I will teach you bone-deep what happens when you touch the White Blood Cult.”
“Move, or die.”

Aris twisted her lips and sheathed her blade, bending her knees into a stance that fully protected her chest.

“Sword Realm Incarnation.”

She bit her lip, resolved to end this battle with a single strike.

“Annihilation.”

The blade erupting from its sheath extended with an elegant grace that seemed to cradle moonlight itself.
From within that refined, goddess-like trajectory, a chilling intent to obliterate the enemy detonated.

“Empty Blood.”

Brilliant white flames ignited in the First Apostle’s grip. From within the pale haze, an aura of annihilation that could incinerate the world itself erupted forth.

Boom!

The absolute slash that rent space collided head-on with the blood energy that burned through creation and destruction.

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“Hah…”

Sylvia exhaled softly and fastened her combat uniform.

‘So there really is someone who can face Sister…’

The collision of tremendous auras near the Castle Wall had reached even this place.

It seemed there was a monster capable of stopping Aris Zigheart, who had revealed her full power.

‘Raon’s words were true.’

Before departing for the life-or-death duel, Raon had warned me that Oma might launch an attack, so I should be prepared.
It seemed that boy’s prediction had come true—Oma had indeed invaded.

“My lady…”

Helen approached and gently took my trembling hand.

“I’ve already had all the maids stationed in the underground of the Annex Building. Now you should also…”
“No, I need to stay here.”

I smiled faintly at Helen.

“B-but…”
“It’s fine.”

I brushed back her hair and shook my head.

“The enemies won’t reach this place. Even if they do, they’ll only be scouts, so there’s no need to worry.”

The Annex Building was located on the outskirts even within Zigheart.
The enemies would target the Zigheart Main Residence or the citizens in the Outer Castle, so they wouldn’t concern themselves with this place.

“Then I should go in as well….”
“You go inside too.”

Sylvia set her jaw firm and placed her hand on her sword. The blade in her grip blazed with azure light as it swept through the trees of the Garden.

Whoooosh!

A single branch and the black-clad Masked Man standing upon it tumbled down.

“Kugh….”

The Masked Man, who appeared to be an Assassin, clutched at his neck as crimson blood welled up, releasing a pained groan.

Splurt!

Without hesitation, Sylvia brought her blade down, severing the Masked Man’s life. She narrowed her eyes as she gazed upon the corpse.

‘Not Oma.’

Before bearing Raon, I had clashed with all of Oma save the Holy Sword Association. None of them were like this.

‘Could they be that force targeting Raon…?’

Having faced the four members of Oma excluding the Holy Sword Association, I could tell. This Masked Man belonged to none of them.
They were surely the ones who had attacked Night King Ogram.

Whoooosh!

Sylvia lifted her gaze at the sound of rough wind. From the right, enemies surrounded by sharp auras were rushing toward her.

Boom!

The warriors Aris had positioned held the line, but there were too many enemies—they wouldn’t be able to hold out long.

“There’s nothing worth eating here?”

Sylvia wrinkled her nose and stepped forward. The moment she advanced before the Garden, Assassins and White Blood Cultists rushed at her from all directions.

Whoooosh!

I extended my left foot forward and drew my blade upward from below.
As the sea-blue aura clinging to the blade swept past, the heads of the assassin and White Blood Cult member fell cleanly away.
It was an elegant swordsmanship that concealed killing intent within its natural flow.

Sylvia shook the blood from her blade and bit her lip.

‘I must steel my resolve.’

If my technique faltered, the consequences would fall upon the guard warriors and handmaidens. I had to transform this Garden into an impenetrable fortress.

Without sparing my aura, I cut down every White Blood Cult member, Eden Ghost, and assassin that approached.

“Haah…”

I exhaled roughly, gazing at the mounting corpses.

‘What is this?’

Why were enemies converging on the Annex Building?

The Annex Building held no treasures, no one who needed protecting. I couldn’t understand why enemies were gathering here.

Whoooosh!

Perhaps because they knew they couldn’t break through. The assassins and White Blood Cult members circled the Annex Building without advancing.

‘That works in my favor.’

I lowered my blade slightly and licked my lips.

‘The warriors from the Main Mansion will arrive soon to reinforce us.’

If the warriors stationed at the Main Mansion came to support us, I could push forward without needing to protect the handmaidens and sweep them all away.

‘Just a little longer… hm?’

I was steadying my breathing, telling myself to endure just a moment longer.

Whooooom!

Among the White Blood Cult members, a tall woman wrapped in white currents like a scarf appeared.
She was a beauty with bronzed skin draped in a tattered robe, yet merely looking at her sent chills down one’s spine.

“Crimson eyes and brilliant golden hair. I see you clearly now.”

The bronze-skinned woman gazed at Sylvia and curled her lips into a smile.

“So you’re the one? Sylvia Zigheart.”

She wore the expression of someone greeting an old friend.

Sylvia lowered her stance and swallowed hard.

‘An Apostle…’

Not just any Apostle either. Judging by the savage aura she radiated—so fierce that my arms wouldn’t move—she was unmistakably the 2nd Apostle.

‘I cannot stop her.’

I sensed the killing intent emanating from the 2nd Apostle. There was no way I could defeat her in my current state, no matter what I did.

“We suffered some humiliation at the hands of your talented son. I suppose I should repay that debt.”

The 2nd Apostle drew near with an eerie laugh. At her gesture, the White Blood Cult members who had been standing still began advancing slowly toward the Annex Building.

‘I cannot win?’

So what of it.

I received the dantian from Raon for the purpose of protecting this Annex Building. I could not retreat simply because the battle was unwinnable.

“Step aside. I will fight.”

It was as Sylvia pushed past the guard warriors and walked forward toward the 2nd Apostle.

Screeeech!

With a bone-chilling cutting sound, the right encirclement formed by the Blood Cult members shattered.

Red eyes gleamed through the haze of blood. Karun Zigheart. The convict who should have been imprisoned in the Central Intelligence Agency unleashed a chilling murderous intent.

Screeeech!

The moment Karun’s blade trembled with a fine vibration, the masked men standing at the center collapsed, their bodies cleaved in half. It was an extreme killing intent that overwhelmed the 2nd Apostle.

Thud.

He trampled through the scalding blood as he advanced toward the 2nd Apostle.

“Oh, big brother….”

Sylvia exhaled sharply, witnessing Karun’s eyes burning with such an eerie fervor.

“Karun Zigheart?”

The 2nd Apostle furrowed her brow, observing Karun’s face twisted like a malevolent spirit.

“I heard you were confined. You shouldn’t be here, should you?”

She loosened her fingers and twisted her lips into a sneer.

“Whatever sins I commit hereafter, I care not.”

Thick veins bulged across Karun’s forehead.

“I cannot abide filthy vermin treading upon Zigheart’s Land, not even in death.”

He bit his lips until they bled as he charged toward the 2nd Apostle.

“This situation has become dreadfully complicated!”

The 2nd Apostle wrinkled her brow and drove her fist toward Karun’s blade.

“Stop your babbling and die.”

Karun pressed down on the 2nd Apostle’s fist with his razor-thin blade, his eyes flashing with cold brilliance.

“Sword Realm Incarnate. Sovereign.”

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Crack!

The powerful impact caused the blue window displaying battles across Zigheart to flicker out all at once.

Glen closed his eyes, recalling Karun standing before the 2nd Apostle.

‘Karun….’

Watching Karun step forward to protect Sylvia, my heart surged as if it might burst. My fingertips trembled as the fractured family bonds seemed to be slowly mending.
I wanted to return immediately and see what expressions my two children wore.
I wanted to go back right away and see what kind of faces the two children were making.

“It looks like things didn’t go according to plan.”

The Grand Mage Chamber of Yeongwha, who popped out from inside a large witch’s hat, let out a scornful laugh.

“Come to think of it, watching Raon use his head like that doesn’t seem very Zigheart of him.”

She curled up the corners of her mouth toward the gleaming eyes shining inside the dragon helmet.

“What could the Grand Mage of Yeongwha possibly want to pick up here?”

A mocking voice echoed from within the Blue Dragon helmet.

“Who else would it be? It’s because of you, you bastard.”

Chamber narrowed her eyes as she crunched down on the lollipop stick in her mouth.

“I tease the muscle pig, but I do have some affection for him in my own way.”

A chilling murderous intent bloomed in her eyes.

“I’ll tear off your limbs and kill you.”
“My apologies, but I believe I shall take you on.”

Tacheon stepped forward in front of the Blue Dragon Helmet Swordsman. The youthful mask he wore curved into a gentle smile.

“It would be helpful to understand the extent of the Grand Mage’s power before we strike at Valcar.”
“If you wish to try, then do so.”

The moment Chamber smiled with a grin befitting her appearance, heaven and earth inverted.
The river soared through the sky, and the battlefield rose upside down in flight.

“Is that the legendary Inverse World?”

As Tacheon twirled his fingers, the distorted sky and earth returned to their original form.
Mages who had transcended drew forth magic that influenced this world itself.

“Then we should be next.”

The Nambeop Leader rubbed the back of his neck and stepped forward.

“No. Rest for now.”

The Blue Dragon Helmet Swordsman stepped forward and waved his hand.

“With the balance of the Six Emperors Five Demons disrupted, the best we could bring is that small mage.”

He glanced up at Chamber clashing with Tacheon and chuckled softly.

“The others must remain to guard their territories.”
“….”

Glen’s crimson eyes gleamed silently without response.

“Well, the same applies to us.”

The Blue Dragon Helmet Swordsman pulled his gloves inward and raised his blade, blazing with the aura of death.

“Shall we go one-on-one?”
“I’ve grown curious.”

Glen Zigheart raised the Heavenly Sword. Crimson lightning erupted across the white blade.

“Let’s finish this as quickly as possible.”

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