The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 915

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Chapter 915

‘The demonic energy is potent.’

I examined the demonic energy flowing within the dimension, narrowing my eyes.
With demonic energy permeating more densely than mana, it seemed the swordsmen and mages would struggle to demonstrate their true capabilities.

-It will be far more difficult than that.

Wrath frowned as he gazed at the Dark Tower.

‘Why?’
-As I mentioned before, the demonic energy flowing through that dimension is genuine demonic energy drawn from the Demon Realm itself.

He shook his head, indicating this war would not end easily.

-As long as you remain human, the very power you can wield within that dimension will be greatly suppressed.

Wrath shook his head, warning that I must be cautious not only of demons and demonic beasts, but of the demonic energy itself.

‘It doesn’t seem to affect me that much, though?’

I tilted my head as I observed the Dark Tower where demonic energy rippled. While it was true that the potent demonic energy made me frown, I didn’t feel burdened by it.

-That’s because you’ve absorbed the True Demon King’s power!

Wrath slapped my shoulder and let out a sharp cry.

-With the True Demon King’s power and the abilities of those other fools flowing through you, if you were overwhelmed by such demonic energy, you’d deserve to perish! You might actually gain strength from it instead!

He raised his fist, declaring that if I lost to such demonic energy, I would be disqualified.

‘Ah, I see.’

I chuckled and nodded in agreement.

-But even accounting for corruption, it’s rare to find someone capable of summoning demonic energy of this magnitude….

Wrath scratched his head, saying it wasn’t something a human could do.

‘Does he know something?’

Just as Raon was about to turn his gaze toward Wrath.

“There’s far too much demonic energy here, and it reeks.”

Chamber released the candy she’d been holding in her mouth into the air and stepped before the Dimension.

“Shall I reduce it a bit?”

As she traced a triangle with her finger, the black sky split in half, and it began drawing in the demonic energy surrounding the Black Tower.

“There’s so much filth I can’t erase it all. So then….”

Chamber frowned and clicked her tongue.

“Smashing it would be better.”

As she pressed her palms together in prayer, countless flames and frost poured down from the split sky, riding the wind.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

Though they appeared as tiny fireballs and frost blades, their power was no less than the ultimate techniques of high-ranking mages.
Demons touched by the flames turned to ash, and demonic beings pierced by frost shattered into ice fragments without a moment to breathe.

“Now, shall I issue a declaration of war?”

As Chamber reached into the air, a staff gleaming with rainbow light rose up. Grasping the staff and sweeping her hand downward, the space around the Black Tower split vertically.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!

Even the Black Tower, protected by the inferno of demonic energy, couldn’t withstand Chamber’s magic—the lower walls shattered completely, and the demonic beings preparing for battle within were torn in half, spraying black blood.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The Black Tower itself didn’t collapse, but not a single demonic being remaining in the lower levels survived.
It was a breathtaking display of magic—Chamber alone had obliterated the lower levels.

Yet despite taking Chamber’s magic head-on, the Black Tower’s middle levels bore only minor cracks, leaving the upper tiers completely unscathed.
The higher one ascended, the more formidable the tower’s structure became.

“What? Even the middle levels won’t break like this?”

Chamber let out a hollow laugh, utterly bewildered.

“This doesn’t seem like a structure built by humans at all.”

She furrowed her brow, unable to comprehend how it could withstand spatial severance.

“Still, I’ve depleted its magical reserves. Now let’s begin in earnest.”

As Chamber raised her staff, the combined forces of Zigheart, Owen, and Valcar surged into the dark dimension, charging toward the Black Tower.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

Though the dense magical energy significantly diminished the alliance’s auras and physical capabilities, their momentum burned even brighter in compensation.

As the alliance trampled over the corpses of dead demons that Chamber had slain, reaching toward the Black Tower’s entrance, the middle level’s gates burst open, and colossal demonic beasts—larger than any kingdom’s city gates—came hurtling down.

Boom, boom, boom!

Demon Cavalry. Artificial creatures fashioned by the Black Tower’s demons using the giant race as a foundation.
While their inherent magical power wasn’t particularly formidable, their physical prowess was so overwhelming that even elite swordsmen found them difficult to contend with.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

The Demon Cavalry weren’t the only obstruction. From the darkness behind the Black Tower, an endless tide of demonic beasts poured forth.
Most were lower-tier demons, but among them lurked numerous high-ranking creatures that even Masters dared not underestimate.

“Block the path! Don’t let them reach the tower!”

A red-haired giant emerged alongside the Demon Cavalry, raising his shield as he barked commands at the swarm of beasts.
It was Mage Commander Zeple, known as the tamer of demons.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

Building-sized Demon Cavalry, thousands of demonic beasts arrayed behind them, and Black Tower demons interspersed throughout. The sight was truly like witnessing Hell itself or the Demon Realm made manifest.

“There is nothing to fear.”

Karun snorted and drew his blade downward, cleaving the Cavalry Beast’s sprawling body in two.

“I stand before you.”

At his cry, the Five Emperors’ allied forces surged forward like a tidal wave toward the Black Tower’s defensive lines.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch!

Though the Five Emperors’ allied forces possessed overwhelming raw power, the Cavalry Beasts and demonic creatures reinforced their bodies with the mana flowing through this dimension, making for an evenly matched battle.

“The upper-tier demons aren’t coming out.”

I narrowed my eyes as I gazed at the unmoved upper levels of the Black Tower.

“They want to fight on their own turf.”

Chamber snorted with disdain.

“The reason the mana in that dimension is so dense is because mana and death energy flowing from Montiro have accumulated for years—no, decades. If this space alone is this thick, the interior of the tower will have even denser mana pressing down on us.”

She shook her head, saying that combat inside the tower wouldn’t be easy.

“Then is the Black Tower Master also staying still because he wants to fight inside the tower?”

I lowered my gaze to the highest level of the Black Tower. Though the black fog prevented me from seeing clearly, the mere act of looking sent a chill down my spine.

“Yes. His nature is petty.”

Chamber nodded, having expected this from the start.

“He’ll never leave that tower unless he has something he desires or a spell he covets.”
“I see….”
“That’s why I can’t use final-class magic either. If the Black Tower Master launches a surprise attack while I’m chanting, it becomes extremely dangerous.”

She clicked her tongue with regret.

“I’ll enter first and reduce the Black Tower’s mana as much as I can, so you all catch your breath before coming in.”

Chamber said she would reduce her magical power further for the battle in the tower and stepped into the black dimension.

“Thank you.”

I bowed my head toward Chamber’s back before turning around.

“Ready?”

I turned back and waved my hand at the warriors of Gwangpung Hall.

“Come on, everyone! Hurry and change, hurry and eat!”

Dorian pulled out fresh uniforms and internal injury medicine to consume during battle from his ship’s pouch and tossed them to the swordsmen of Gwangpung Hall.

“Let’s go in quickly too. I’m itching for this.”

Martha draped a fresh uniform over her shoulders and licked her lips in anticipation.

“Yes. Full strength….”

Lunan Slion chewed and swallowed the internal injury medicine, then nodded.

“I’ve never wanted to fight like this before. I don’t want to miss this feeling.”

Burren Zigheart gripped his sword with greater force, as if hungry for more accomplishment.

‘They’ve certainly grown.’

I smiled faintly as I watched Burren, Martha, and Lunan transform their tension into fighting spirit.

‘Their faith in themselves has grown stronger than their fear.’
-Indeed. Not raw power, but faith in oneself has become their strength, Wrath said, curling his lips upward.

It is a joyous thing for a warrior.

‘Actually….’

I exhaled softly as I looked at Mark Goeten standing to my right.

‘I had hoped Mark Goeten would be the first to achieve Grand Master.’

Given the time Mark Goeten had accumulated over the years, I had wished for him to ascend to Grand Master first, but unfortunately, he couldn’t awaken on his own.

-Hmm, that one seems like it will turn out differently.

Wrath narrowed his eyes as he observed Mark Goeten.

‘Differently?’
-Indeed. What was bound will burst forth far more powerfully.

He chuckled as if it were something good.

‘Well, if it’s something good, that’s fortunate regardless.’

Raon gave Mark Goeten a thumbs up, then approached Lencia.

“Lencia.”

I grasped her shoulder as she stood in a daze and offered her a gentle smile.

“You’ve done everything you needed to do. Now trust us and wait here with your siblings.”

I nodded toward the Black Tower behind me.

“We’ll destroy that tower and return.”
“Yes. I’ll wait here.”

Lencia smiled brightly like a girl her age, as if she had finally shed the shackles of despair.

“I’m counting on you.”

As I lowered my head, Roen appeared from thin air and took his place behind Lencia.

“Of course. I’ll take good care of her.”

It was just as Roen nodded and took Lencia’s hand.

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble!

The buildings on the right collapsed, and people who hadn’t managed to escape the demons and their ilk came pouring out, fleeing for their lives.

Kyaaaaaaah!

The demons unleashed bizarre roars and spewed flames of demonic energy toward the fleeing people.

“How dare you!”

Burren Zigheart stepped forward and drew his blade downward, summoning a gale of blue wind that shredded the demons’ bodies into dozens of pieces.

“Huff… huff…”
“Th-thank you.”
“We owe you our lives.”

The residents of Montiro who had been fleeing from the demons trembled as they bowed their heads to Burren Zigheart.

“No, I’m just relieved you’re all safe.”

Burren Zigheart shook his head as if it were nothing.

“Huh? Sister Lencia?”

Among those fleeing from the demons, a boy who appeared to be around twelve years old waved his hand at Lencia.
He was the guide boy who had brought drinks and food when Roen and the others first arrived in Montiro.

“Perin?”

Lencia’s eyes widened in recognition as she identified the boy.

“Sister! You’re safe!”

Perin cried out with relief and rushed toward Lencia.

“I’m so glad you’re okay! Come this way… huh?”

As Lencia moved to approach Perin, Raon raised his hand, blocking her path.

“Raon?”
“You can’t go.”

I sent Lencia back so she couldn’t even see Perin.

“P-Perin is fine. We grew up together since childhood, and he’s helped me so much.”

Lencia shook her head, insisting there was no child as kind as Perin.

“The barrier around Montiro has vanished. Now the demons can no longer hide their demonic energy.”

I twisted my lips as I observed the pitch-black aura blooming from Perin’s eyes.

“That one is a demon. And quite a powerful one at that.”

Though he concealed his demonic energy within that small body, it couldn’t escape my gaze. This Perin was indeed a formidable demon.

“N-No, absolutely not! Sister, you know me well! Please, just let me explain!”

Perin denied it vehemently, dropping to his knees on the ground.

“Roen.”

I looked toward Roen, entrusting him with the disposal of Perin.

“So you were a demon all along….”

Roen exhaled a sigh, as if disappointed that the enthusiastic boy who had guided him was indeed a demon.

Whoosh!

Yet his hand moved with merciless speed.

“S-Sister! Save me!”

Perin made no attempt to resist like an ordinary person would, instead cowering with tears streaming down his face.

“W-Wait, please! Perin couldn’t possibly… If you’d just give me a moment to look….”

Lencia’s heart ached at Perin’s tears, and she stepped forward to grab my sleeve when—

Boom!

A burst of demonic energy erupted near her chest, and a savage torrent of blood sprayed forth.

“Ah….”

Lencia staggered backward, coughing up blackened blood not only from her chest but from her mouth as well.

“Lencia!”

I caught her as she collapsed and assessed her condition.
The chest area where the black heart had been embedded was torn away, causing severe damage to her actual heart as well.

“Damn it!”

Gritting my teeth, I forced sacred power blooming from darkness into her body.

‘What in the hell just happened….’

Perin hadn’t relaxed his guard, prepared to block whatever technique might come, yet he couldn’t comprehend what had just transpired.

Shluck!

In that moment, Roen drove his sword into Perin’s chest and pinned him down.

“What did you do?”

He glared at Perin with genuine fury, grinding his teeth.

“That woman. No—every black heart in all of Montiro is my creation. If I’m going to die anyway, I might as well take that useless bitch with me.”

Perin let out a grotesque laugh as he detonated the black hearts he had created remotely. Since he had crafted them from the beginning, it seemed he couldn’t detect them when they exploded.
Since he had made them from the start, there was no way to sense their detonation.

-Damn these bastards to the end!

Wrath, too, erupted in genuine fury, blue frost pouring from his entire body.

“Damn it!”

I gritted my teeth and poured all my sacred power into her, but Lencia’s condition had been precarious from the start, and since the damage was an internal explosion caused by demonic energy, the wounds refused to heal properly.

“P-please try the holy water too!”

Dorian poured premium holy water onto the wound, but Lencia’s face only grew paler with each passing moment.

“Haah….”

After exhausting every ounce of sanctity that bloomed from the darkness, I pushed myself to my feet. The bleeding had barely stopped, but Lencia’s condition remained dire.

“Raon….”

Lencia lifted her trembling hand and grasped mine.

“I’m… I’m sorry. You were one of the few people I could truly be grateful for….”

She gasped out an apology for trusting Perin, her words labored and broken.

“It’s fine! Everything’s fine. Don’t speak—just breathe slowly.”

I shook my head while pouring holy water and medicine onto Lencia’s wounds.

“I’m alright… just my siblings….”

Lencia barely managed to speak of her siblings before her head drooped forward. She wasn’t dead, but her condition was so critical that death could come at any moment.
He wasn’t dead, but his condition was so critical that it wouldn’t have been surprising if he had died at any moment.

“I’ll take care of Lencia.”

Roen bowed his head, apologizing for not eliminating Perin quickly enough.

“Please do.”

I squeezed Lencia’s hand one last time before passing her to Roen.

“There should be healers inside. I’ll save her no matter what.”

Roen carefully cradled Lencia and vanished from the spot.

‘Damn it….’

Even in a situation where death seemed imminent, Lencia’s concern for her younger brother before her anger moved me deeply.

“Haaa….”

I exhaled deeply and approached Perin, who was pinned to my blade.

“Hehehehe….”

Perin twisted his lips with only his jaw raised.

“Did you think you’d be safe after striking us? Even if I die, the other demons will hound you to the bitter end.”

He spat out words like a curse, cackling darkly.

“No. You won’t die.”

I pressed my fingers down, forcing Manhwagong, Glaceia, and Garunua into Perin’s mana circuits.

“What, what are you doing… Krrrraaaaaaagh!”

A scream tore from Perin’s throat—a sound of such agony that even one resigned to death could not suppress it. Heat, cold, and wind ravaged his mana circuits, delivering suffering so intense he would have begged for death.
The heat and cold, along with the wind, ravaged Perin’s mana circuits, delivering pain so intense he wished for death.

“S-stop it…”

In less than a minute, Perin was staring at him with bloodshot eyes, begging to be killed.

“I made it so it would never come undone.”

Raon ignored the look in Perin’s eyes and got to his feet.

“Watch the Black Tower crumble from there.”

Standing before the Black Tower’s Dimension, she revealed her boiling rage without restraint.

“I won’t come out until that Tower is destroyed, so prepare yourself.”

He raised his hand, ordering the destruction of the Black Tower to everyone in Gwangpung Hall.

“I understand….”

Burren Zigheart pressed his lips together firmly and nodded.

“Don’t worry. I’ll destroy every last pillar without leaving a single one standing.”

Martha drew her sword and ground her teeth with a sharp sound.

“Lencia….”

Lunan Slion murmured her name with his head bowed, unable to accept the current situation.

“Damn it! Damn it!”
“Aaaaaaaagh!”

Dorian stamped his feet, cursing his own incompetence, while Crain thrashed his head and screamed.

“Entering Gwangpung Hall.”

I drew the Heavenly Sword and stepped into the dimension within the Dark Tower.
The swordsmen of Gwangpung Hall followed me into the world where darkness flowed.

Whooooooom!

The demonic energy that dominated this space pressed down upon my entire body.

Yet the surging wrath within me accepted the demonic energy instead, granting me power far greater than before.
The Wrath I possessed was the authority of a Demon Realm lord—consuming such demonic energy was only natural.

“Raon Zigheart!”

A demon with pitch-black skin charged forward on a colossal beast, its fist—larger than a mansion—crashing down toward me.

“Disappear.”

As I slashed down with the Heavenly Sword infused with wrath, the beast and the demon riding it were torn cleanly in half.

Roooooar!

Raon was not satisfied with merely slaying the Cavalry Commander. He advanced toward the Black Tower, his blade cutting down every demon and creature that dared block his path.

Screeeeeech!

With each swing of his sword, demonic beasts burst apart, and demons’ necks snapped. In the wake of his savage advance, only black blood and scattered demonic energy remained.

Raon’s overwhelming might and chilling fury left even Owen’s knights and Valcar’s mages frozen in place.

“You’re dangerous.”

A red-haired middle-aged man with a black shield slung across his right arm stepped forward to block the way.

“Mage Commander Zeple.”

The tower master currently commanding the Black Tower’s forces. He had come here to buy time.

“This is as far as you go.”

Mage Commander Zeple hurled the shield from his shoulder to the ground, as if declaring he would let no one pass.

Boom!

The shield consumed the demonic energy flowing through the earth and erected a colossal barrier that blocked the entire allied forces. It was thick and solid, seemingly impenetrable.

“Then try to stop me.”

Raon drew the Heavenly Sword’s ultimate technique toward the barrier of demonic energy that Mage Commander Zeple had raised. The spinning inferno of flame tore through the wall of demonic energy and severed the mage commander’s body beyond it.

“This… this is an artifact the Tower Master gave me…!”

Mage Commander Zeple, who had never imagined the shield would shatter in a single blow, fell with eyes wide in shock.

“…”

Raon stepped over the mage commander’s corpse and stood before the Black Tower. He gazed down at the massive tower whose full extent remained unknowable, then unleashed the Heavenly Sword’s grand technique.

Screeeeeech!

A vast sky filled with fury tore through the demonic energy and struck the tower’s center.

The demonic energy that had coiled around the tower recoiled in terror, shattering the cracked walls of the middle floors, and the demons within plummeted through the air, consumed by raging flames.

“Even if I fall here….”

Raon gazed down at the demons screaming and dying, his eyes gleaming with cold, piercing resolve.

“I will not let a single one of you escape.”

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