The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 892

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Chapter 892

“Hmm….”

I was about to strike the Red Island once more with the Heavenly Sword when I halted my hand.

‘The malevolent energy is reviving.’

The violet sea that had split across the Red Island churned violently, beginning to consume the flames of Manhwagong.

‘The malevolent energy deeper within is far more formidable.’

The waves of malevolent energy visible before me could be severed with pure force alone, but the malevolent energy blooming from the center of the violet sea was so dense and viscous that even my aura could barely pierce through it.

‘Then shall I try with greater power?’

With fluid grace, I drew the Heavenly Sword back behind my shoulder, then extended it toward the violet sea.

Whoooosh!

A colossal flame dragon erupted above the blade’s edge, unleashing a roar that shook heaven and earth.

Roooaaarrr!

The sword strike of Manhwagong’s Heavenly Flame Inferno Dragon Technique stretched forth as if to devour the entire violet sea, incinerating half of the malevolent energy that enveloped the grassland.

Yet moments later, fresh malevolent energy surged from the earth, filling the void.

‘The problem isn’t simply that new malevolent energy is being generated.’

The malevolent energy is growing progressively stronger.

Each time I incinerate the malevolent energy with flames, even more potent malevolent energy erupts forth. At this rate, I won’t be able to erase that violet sea.

‘Then I must eliminate the source.’

If I unleashed a full-power strike from the transcendent realm, I might be able to push back that sea, but I could also be struck by the Red Island in the process, so it seemed prudent to first understand the situation.

Whoooosh!

I erected a massive wall of flames using the remaining fire from the Heavenly Sword to block the wave of malice.

“What happened while I was away?”

After confirming that the wave of malice couldn’t breach the wall of flames, I approached Trevin.

“…When I first arrived, there was no malice like that.”

Trevin released a long sigh and gazed at the ground shimmering with purple light.

“The monsters were ordinary ones back then, not rotting corpses like these.”

He shook his head while looking at the bodies of corrupted monsters.

“Then where did that purple malice come from?”

I narrowed my eyes, watching the purple wave attempt to breach the wall of flames.

“It suddenly erupted from the ground after I killed all the monsters that emerged from the grassland.”

Trevin wiped away the black blood trickling from his mouth, though I could tell he found it hard to believe himself.

‘He’s sustained internal injuries.’

I furrowed my brow at the sight of the black blood flowing from Trevin’s mouth.

‘He must have endured that vicious malice alone.’

Thanks to Trevin releasing his aura despite sustaining internal injuries, the Cheoljeon Unit swordsmen and the nomads were able to withstand the malice. Channeling aura through one’s entire body was an exhausting ordeal—his mental fortitude in persevering to the end was truly admirable.

“That alone won’t reveal the cause. We need to understand how this started….”
“I can explain that.”

As I narrowed my eyes while observing the purple sea, an elderly man with white hair approached, leaning on a worn staff.

“You are….”
“I am Chafran, the Village Chief of this village.”

The old man who introduced himself as the Village Chief of Bodri Village bowed stiffly at the waist.

“I am the Gwangpung Corps Master of Zigheart.”

I pushed away the murderous intent carried on the wind from Garunua and bowed my head to the Village Chief of Bodri Village.

“Ah! I have heard much of the Gwangpung Corps Master’s reputation. They call you the Dragon Slayer, the Usurper….”
“We can discuss that later. Please tell me how this situation began.”

The Village Chief of Bodri Village, eyes wide with alarm, lowered his hand as he asked me to explain what had happened so far.

“I, I apologize.”

The Village Chief trembled as he gripped his staff, as if realizing his rudeness, and exhaled a long breath.

“In truth, there were no monsters in this grassland where we live. All that existed were withered grass, so naturally they should never have appeared.”

He raised his eyebrows, noting that though the region was desolate, it had been peaceful.

But then, starting from a certain day, monsters began appearing from beyond the River. At first, the ones that attacked us were small creatures like goblins and kobolds, so we managed to fight them off somehow, but as stronger ones like orcs and trolls kept appearing, we couldn’t hold out any longer.

He said that he had tried to request aid from Bodri Village’s mercenary company but had instead encountered the Cheoljeon Unit and asked for their help.

“The Cheoljeon Unit and I eliminated all the monsters attacking the village and ventured beyond the river, but there was nothing there.”

Trevin furrowed his brow deeply.

“Just as we thought we had dealt with all the monsters in the vicinity and were preparing to return to the family estate….”
“Surely not.”
“Yes. New monsters appeared from beyond the river. Dozens of trolls that hadn’t shown even a trace when we searched the area suddenly burst forth all at once.”

He bit his lip, saying it made no sense.

“As we were constructing a wall to protect the village while cutting down the endless stream of monsters, the river suddenly began turning purple.”

Trevin pointed to the river flowing at the edge of the grassland, his clenched fist trembling.

“So you requested reinforcements from the family estate.”
“Yes. I thought it wasn’t an ordinary incident, so I sent a support request. But the moment I did, a vile murderous intent began pouring from that purple wave.”

He shook his head, saying that the grassland river swelling to its current state had happened in an instant.

“Right before you arrived, even sword-wielding zombies started popping out. I have no idea what’s going on or how any of this is happening.”

Trevin, despite being present at the scene, let out a long sigh, admitting he couldn’t make sense of the situation.

“Village Chief. Before the first monster appeared, was there anything unusual about the village or the river?”

I turned my gaze toward the Village Chief.

“Ah, now that you mention it….”

The Village Chief tapped the ground with his staff as the memory returned to him.

“On the morning the goblins first attacked, I saw a strange rock beneath the river.”
“A rock?”
“Yes. A rock with spine-like protrusions on its surface, dimly visible beneath the river water. Stones occasionally drift down from upstream, but the rock I saw was quite large, so I found it peculiar….”

He lowered his white brows, saying he had forgotten about it amid the continuous monster attacks.

“That must be it.”

Martha nodded, her arms crossed.

“If we just smash that rock, this ridiculous sea of deception will subside.”

She grinned, satisfied that she had found the answer.

“Then this isn’t a natural occurrence, but rather someone’s scheme.”

Burren Zigheart narrowed his eyes as he surveyed the surroundings.

“Either the Black Tower or Eden.”

He snapped his fingers, indicating both were suspects.

“Then we should prepare for battle right away!”

Crain shouted that there was no need to wait, gripping his sword tighter.

“No….”

Lunan Slion shook her head calmly.

“We can’t just charge in recklessly….”

She gazed at the undulating violet sea with eyes that clearly expressed her disapproval.

“L-Lunan, you’re afraid just like I am! I understand!”

Dorian spoke as though he understood her feelings perfectly, his voice wavering.

“That’s not it.”

I glanced at Lunan Slion and gave a slight nod.

“The more monsters we kill and the more we push back those waves of malice, the stronger the backlash becomes. That’s what she means—we need to be careful.”

The Village Chief had told us that when he killed goblins and kobolds, orcs and gnolls appeared. After the Cheoljeon Unit defeated those, even larger monsters and that river of malice surged forth.

Based on everything we’d witnessed so far, it was clear that the stronger the retaliation, the more monsters we killed and the more malice we erased.

‘Wrath. Just to be sure, do you sense any divine energy in that violet sea?’

Since Derus Robert could combine the powers of the divine and necromancers, I asked Wrath about that aspect.

-Divine energy? What divine energy! If I sensed any, I would’ve told you already!

Wrath shook his head dismissively.

-All I sense from that sea is a stench so foul it’s unbearable. However, it’s strong enough to pose a threat even to you, so it would be wise to exercise caution.

He snorted, warning me not to take this lightly.

“So… we just have to leave it as is?”

Trevin bit his lip, clearly believing he had made a mistake.

“Damn it! Why did I have to step forward!”

He struck the ground with his fist, saying that his well-intentioned actions had resulted in the worst possible outcome.

“No.”

Raon shook his head, his hand resting on Trevin’s shoulder.

“You did well.”
“What? What do you mean….”

Trevin’s eyes widened in confusion at the statement.

“Whether the Organization Master helped or not, this outcome would have been created eventually. Rather, you discovered it first and even sent a support request in time—that was a wise decision.”
“But….”
“Even if a greater backlash comes, we’ll have to deal with it eventually. We can’t block it like this forever.”

Raon clicked his tongue, watching the wave of aura slowly pushing back the flames of the Manhwagong.

“That means….”
“Yes. We fight.”

I nodded, raising the Heavenly Sword.

“We just need to shatter that rock with maximum power and speed before the backlash returns. If that doesn’t work, we can evaporate the entire river.”
“Ah….”

Trevin blinked blankly, listening to Raon’s words that carried confidence beneath their calm tone.
“When dawn breaks, we’ll begin immediately, so rest for now.

Raon tossed internal and external healing medicine to Trevin, telling him to recover.

“Are you really sure? We don’t know what might come out of that rock….”

Trevin’s hands trembled slightly as he held the internal medicine, worry evident in his expression.

“Before coming here, I had a sparring match with the Head of House….”

Raon smiled faintly and swung the Heavenly Sword. The white blade burned crimson, creating an even more massive wall of flame.

“He said the only ones who could defeat me now are the transcendents of the old era—the Five Emperors Five Demons and the leaders of the New Rising Powers.”

He lightly pushed back the wave of demoralization, his eyes flashing with a gleam as if crimson lightning danced within them.

“Trust your new commander.”

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As the violet sea devoured the vast grasslands and mountain ranges, the sun rising above the peaks poured forth golden radiance.

Boom.

Raon stood before the sea of demoralization, bathed in that brilliant light. He raised the Heavenly Sword in his right hand and the Mok Ryun Sword in his left simultaneously, stamping his left foot upon the earth.

Kuaaaaaaaa!

At the same moment, red and blue flashes bloomed above the descending blades. The fusion of the Flame Dragon Technique and the Pulling Heaven Strike. The forces of advance and attraction erupted simultaneously, unleashing a tremendous explosion.

Pwoooooosh!

As if a god of the heavens had performed a miracle, the very center of the violet sea was torn asunder, opening a path that reached all the way to the river of the grassland—the origin point of this entire calamity.

“Charge!”
“Charge!”

At Raon’s command, the Gwangpung Corps and the Cheoljeon Unit advanced into the violet waves, each maintaining their sword formations.

Groooar!

The corrupted monsters and zombies hidden within the fractured demoralization burst forth as if they had been waiting, descending upon the swordsmen.

“Sweep them all away!”
“This is our only chance! Stay focused!”
“I’ve got your backs….”

With Martha, Burren, and Lunan at the vanguard, the Gwangpung Corps surged forward while the Cheoljeon Unit provided support from behind. Remarkably, the two units moved in perfect synchronization. Their repeated battles together had borne fruit.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!

Without needing to lift a finger, monsters erupting from the sea of malice had their heads severed by the Gwangpung Corps and Cheoljeon Unit.

Yet the battle was far from easy. Simply being in this space saturated with malice drained everyone’s stamina, mental fortitude, and aura at an alarming rate.

It was no different from fighting in a sea teeming with deadly toxins—we had to shatter the rock and escape with all our strength.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!

I pushed back massive waves of malice from the start, and with the Gwangpung Corps and Cheoljeon Unit working in perfect harmony, we reached the river bank the Village Chief of Bodri Village had mentioned in no time.

“The… the river water is completely black?”

Burren Zigheart bit his lip in disgust.

“Can we even enter that?”

Martha furrowed her brow, saying that even touching it would cause flesh to rot away.

“It’s vile…”

Lunan Slion covered his nose and mouth, saying he could barely breathe. The malice emanating from the river was so toxic that even Masters seemed unable to approach it.

‘There it is.’

Through my Eyes of Wrath, I gazed beneath the river water and nodded slightly.

‘Is that the rock?’

Just as the Village Chief had said, beneath the river stood a single rock jutting upward, its surface bristling with what appeared to be spikes.

‘But those aren’t spikes.’

What protruded from the rock’s surface weren’t spikes—they were curse marks. As expected, this entire calamity stemmed from that rock.

Not that I needed to see the curses. The malice radiating from that rock was far more potent than the purple sea that engulfed the entire grassland.

“Wait behind that position.”

I ordered everyone to fall back, then pulled Manhwagong up with all my might. Wrapped in golden flames across my entire body, I descended into the river.

Whoooosh!

I evaporated the malice-saturated waters as I descended, coming to a stop before the boulder.

‘Just standing before this causes my head to throb.’

The malice was so potent that merely facing the boulder inflicted mental anguish.

‘One strike.’

To shatter the entire boulder, I unleashed the Heavenly Sword’s Heavenly Sword Grand Technique.

Roooaaarrr!

In the instant a magnificent inferno carrying the heavens cascaded down, the sorcery inscribed upon the boulder flared white, detonating with tremendous force.

Boom-crack-crash!

The sword strike from the Heavenly Sword Grand Technique collided with the malice erupting from the boulder, unleashing a catastrophic shockwave that swept across the surroundings. The waves of malice were driven back, and the earth’s surface inverted, soaring skyward.

Tsk.

I had anticipated this scenario, so I erected a Flame Wall to block the shockwave, then gazed toward where the boulder had been.

Whoooosh!

As if the river had never existed, the purple earth lay flat and cleanly carved. An old man with white hair descended onto it. The immense malice radiating from beneath his feet made the surroundings appear distorted.

“You are….”

My lips trembled as I beheld the cold-faced elder.

“The Sword Demon?”
“It has been a long time.”

Drek the Sword Demon, one of the leaders of the Divine Continent Five Regions, gazed at his arm trembling with malice and offered a chilling smile.

“Raon Zigheart.”

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