The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 927

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Chapter 927

‘What is this…’

I furrowed my brow as I watched Zircon, the Birthstone Demon, kneeling before me.

‘How does this make sense?’

We had merely fought a life-or-death battle at the Gate to Demon Realm that Zircon was guarding, yet I couldn’t understand why he suddenly wanted to serve and follow me as his master.

‘Wait, now that I think about it…’

Zircon had said he would confirm my qualifications before fighting me, and that we would meet again after he was resurrected from death.

I had maintained my guard thinking he might launch a surprise attack, but it seemed his intention wasn’t to assault me—it was to serve me as his master.

-Sigh…

Wrath grabbed his own head and shook it.

-It seems this is the True Demon King’s doing.
‘What are you talking about?’

I widened my eyes as I looked at Wrath.

-That demon Zircon didn’t choose you, but chose you as his master out of admiration for my wrath.

Wrath nodded his chin with certainty.

-When many demons in the Demon Realm felt my aura, they knelt and swore their allegiance. It’s been so long since I felt this satisfaction!

He curled up the corners of his mouth with pride.

‘Is that so?’
-Of course! What’s so great about a weakling like you that they would follow you? If it weren’t for my wrath that made them follow you, I would do anything!

Wrath was so confident that he even made a wager.

‘I understand for now.’

I nodded and pushed Wrath away. There was far too much to consider right now to waste time bickering with him.

“Grrrraaagh!”

The Black Tower Master glared at me with thick veins bulging across his forehead, as if he’d never dreamed Zircon would come to my side. The murderous intent he radiated made my hair stand on end.

“Zircon. Why do you wish to follow me?”

I lowered my gaze to regard Zircon, the December Demon.

“If it’s because of the aura I possess….”
“That’s not it.”

Zircon shook his head firmly.

-Huh?
“It’s not?”

Both Wrath and I widened our eyes simultaneously.

“Of course, my initial interest in you stemmed from that strange aura. But what determined my judgment of your worthiness was not that power—it was you yourself.”

Zircon, still on his knees, slowly lifted his gaze.

“Me myself?”

I narrowed my eyes as I looked down at Zircon.

“Yes. Even in a situation where despair was inevitable, you never gave up. You shared that spirit and heart with other humans. I was captivated by your eyes—unwavering even in the deepest darkness.”

Zircon spoke honestly about why he had come to follow me.

“From this moment forward, I will follow you. Raon Zigheart.”

He placed his hand over his heart with sincerity and bowed his head once more.

‘….’

I turned my gaze from Zircon to Wrath.

-Cough, cough!

Wrath let out an awkward cough, as if recalling his earlier claim that Zircon would definitely follow him because of his rage.

-As I s-said before, that creature is high-ranking Demon class, but he’s quite different from the Demons the True Demon King has seen. I cannot predict his actions.

He kept glancing nervously at me and stepped back. It seemed he was growing afraid of his own promise to grant me anything I asked.

‘It’s not unpleasant, but I need to understand this clearly.’

If he followed me because of Wrath’s rage, I could understand it. But if he truly followed me as a person, then suspicion was warranted.

“Chamber.”

I called out to Chamber, who appeared just as bewildered as the Black Tower Master.

“What is a Birthstone?”
“Literally, it’s a gemstone associated with each month from January to December. If a child possesses their own birthstone, it’s said to bring good fortune—a marketing gimmick. However….”

Chamber lowered her brows as she looked at Zircon, who was kneeling beside me.

“According to that Black Tower Master’s words, the Birthstone of Beginning—born alongside the Continent itself—is said to harbor an existence from another dimension. I always thought it was just a legend, but it seems it’s real.”

She bit her lip as she watched Peridot, who was leaning on the Black Tower Master.

“The Birthstone of Beginning….”

I gazed into Zircon’s quiet black eyes. They held no wavering—pure and unwavering. He seemed to be showing me his true self.

“Yes. That’s correct.”

The Black Tower Master ground his teeth as he stared at Zircon.

“A transcendent-grade artifact. The Birthstone of Beginning harbors beings from another dimension. Their duty is to serve as loyal retainers to whoever first releases them from the gem! So why is Zircon following you, you bastard!”

He continued to rage, unable to accept Zircon’s choice.

“I never asked you to save me.”

Zircon shook his head, regarding the Black Tower Master with cold eyes.

“Zircon!”

The Black Tower Master ignored Zircon’s sudden change and instead fixed his gaze on me, unleashing a killing intent so palpable it sent shivers down the spine.

“Hmm….”

I pushed back against the Black Tower Master’s killing intent while observing the quiet aura emanating from Zircon.

‘A demon who doesn’t act like a demon, was it?’

The Black Tower Master had called Zircon a demon who didn’t act like a demon, and Peridot an angel who didn’t act like an angel. Seeing how they stood on opposite sides, that description seemed accurate.

“…Very well.”

The Black Tower Master bit his blackened lips and nodded.

“I will kill this master you serve with my own hands, and then take you back.”

He clenched both fists as he spoke of killing me through sheer force.

“No.”

I shook my head, my eyes remaining calm and composed.

“We will kill you.”

My body possessed regenerative capabilities that surpassed even a troll’s. Even in this brief moment of conversation with the Black Tower Master, my aura was slowly accumulating, and my body’s wounds were steadily healing.

‘The problem is….’

Chamber.

The wounds Chamber had sustained were visibly severe, and mentally, she seemed exhausted beyond measure.

I wanted to let her rest, but I couldn’t defeat the Black Tower Master alone. I needed her help.

“Well said.”

Chamber laughed, wiping the blood from her lips as if she had read my thoughts.

“Leave that irritating-looking angel to your Demons, and let’s strike down the Black Tower Master.”

She clasped her hands together, asking for support from behind.

“Leave the angel to the Demons?”

The Black Tower Master scoffed and reached toward Peridot, the July angel.

“What nonsense are you spouting? The Birthstones are not to be used in such a manner.

He seized Peridot’s throat with his darkened hand.

“Die for me.”
“It is my honor.”

Peridot smiled gently without the slightest resistance.

“Fear not. Your siblings will soon follow.”

As the Black Tower Master tightened his grip, Peridot’s neck burst open, and her blood cascaded across his entire body.

Whoooooosh!

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‘That is….’

Karun watched Peridot die in the Black Tower Master’s grasp, his breath catching.

‘The angel I killed.’

Peridot, the angel who had said she would resurrect me immediately after I died by her hand and make me regret this choice, died again—this time at the hands of the Black Tower Master, who appeared to be her master.

‘What is this?’

Having my throat torn out by the Black Tower Master, whom I had served like a lord—I couldn’t comprehend the current situation.

‘What’s going on… Ugh!’

It was just as Karun slashed through the demonic beasts lunging at his neck and raised his gaze once more.

Kuwaaaaaaaaa!

In front of the frozen Gate to the Demon Realm, terrifying demonic energy exploded, and holy light burst forth above it.

Uuuuuuu!

From within the brilliant light, as radiant as the hymns of the Shuper Holy Kingdom, a man dressed in white robes walked forward.

A handsome man with skin so pale he seemed never to have seen sunlight in his life, his blonde hair and blue eyes striking, threw down the golden crown he wore upon his head and stood before the Gate to Demon Realm. His appearance was as holy and angelic as Peridot’s, yet within his heart, an immense demonic aura writhed beyond imagination.

Zzzzzzzzzt!

The Gate to Demon Realm closed, and above the sky where the demonic aura had subsided, black currents began to seep forth once more in streams.

‘The Black Tower Master?’

His appearance was far too different from the Black Tower Master, who seemed to be shrouded in shadow, yet from this man flowed the same foul stench that demon possessed.

“Kraaaaaaaa!”

As the Black Tower Master unleashed a ferocious roar, the Priests and Holy Knights coughed blood and collapsed. A force that twisted this very space itself—it already seemed to transcend humanity.

‘Can we even…’

Karun bit his parched lips as he looked up at the Black Tower Master.

‘…defeat that?’

The Black Tower Master had recovered not just from his injuries, but from all his demonic aura as well. Unless Chamber and Raon were in perfect condition, there was no way we could win now.

‘At this rate, we’ll all perish.’

I need to stake my life on this as well.

Defending this place is important, but ultimately, if I fail to capture the Black Tower Master, we’re finished. I steeled my resolve and prepared to ascend to the Sky.

‘Now… huh?’

Just as Karun was about to leap toward Chamber, I extended my hand to the Demon standing before me.

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“Can you do something like that too?”

I extended my hand to Zircon, who was kneeling.

“I am….”
“Zircon can, but you cannot.”

The Black Tower Master answered in Zircon’s stead, waving his hand dismissively.

“At your level, accepting Zircon’s power would cause both your body and soul to shatter.”

He tilted his chin up as if daring me to try.

“….”

Zircon said nothing, seemingly agreeing with the Black Tower Master’s words.

“Is that so?”
“It is. You are strong, but you remain incomplete. If you were to accept all of my power, your body and soul would fracture.”

This time, he nodded, acknowledging that the Black Tower Master was right.

“Zircon, you will regret this choice for the rest of your life.”

The Black Tower Master ground his teeth, his dark, gleaming eyes wide open.

“Raon.”

Chamber stepped forward to block my path, exhaling a breath tinged with the scent of blood.

“Fall back.”

She stood before the Black Tower Master, wiping away the cold sweat trickling down her forehead. Though she had spoken of fighting together, it seemed she had judged that she could not stop the Black Tower Master in his transformed state and was trying to buy us time to escape.

“Zircon.”

I lowered my brow as I looked at Zircon again.

“So that’s what you can do?”
“I’m telling you again—your body and soul will struggle to endure it.”
“I don’t care. I can bear it.”

This was no mere stubbornness speaking. My body and mind had already withstood even Wrath’s descent. No matter how exhausted I was, I could accept Zircon’s power.

“Yes. That’s precisely what captivated me.”

Zircon nodded, pleased with my resolve.

“Then sever my neck with that blade.”
“You want me to kill you?”
“Ore only gains meaning when it’s broken. Kill me and claim the power of the Birthstone.”

He said time was running out and lowered both arms.

“I’m sorry.”

I exhaled sharply and swung the Heavenly Sword. The silver blade traced across Zircon’s darkened neck.

Whoooosh!

As Zircon’s head fell away, the blood that sprayed forth surged up like a wave, enveloping me.

“Gaaahhhhh!”

Zircon’s blood seeped through every pore of my body, unleashing a wave of demonic energy so overwhelming it threatened to consume my very existence. My body and core felt as though they would rupture from the sheer force of it.

A deep, resonant hum filled the air.

Under normal circumstances, I could have endured it somehow, but after the prolonged battle and consecutive uses of Sword Realm Manifestation, my mental reserves were depleted, making it nearly impossible to withstand.

-So you’re giving up?
‘Never.’

I bit my lip and resonated the Ring of Fire. A crystalline chime rang out as if jade rings were striking together, washing away the fatigue and pain that had seeped into my mind, and calming the tidal wave of demonic energy unleashed by Zircon’s power.

‘I can endure as long as necessary.’

I slowly lifted my gaze to the Black Tower Master. Though he displayed his anger, he seemed to judge that I couldn’t fully accept Zircon’s power, so he merely watched and waited.

‘I must seize this moment.’

While the Black Tower Master was letting his guard down, I had to fully accept Zircon’s power and stand on equal footing with him.

‘Auras alone won’t suffice.’

No matter how much the Ring of Fire amplified my strength, controlling Zircon’s demonic energy with the meager auras of Manhwagong and Glaceia remaining was impossible. I needed to draw upon a different power.

‘Wrath.’

Anger consumed energy just as much as the other auras, but its very existence was different. If anger was a higher concept than magic, then it would be enough to control Zircon’s power.

A deep, resonant hum echoed through me.

I awakened the Wrath that had settled in the depths of my soul. The Wrath accumulated across my past life—not merely demonic-enhanced Wrath—crushed down upon Zircon’s rampaging demonic energy.

A sharp, piercing sound tore through the air.

The moment Zircon’s demonic energy encountered the profound and intense Wrath, it trembled like a kitten before a tiger, its fierce movements grinding to a halt.

‘Perfect.’

Using Wrath as a conduit, I guided Zircon’s demonic energy through the channels of Manhwagong and Glaceia. The energy instantly dissolved into heat and cold, pouring new power into my previously empty core.

Paaaaaaaaaah!

From within my soul, which had absorbed all of Zircon’s demonic energy, a pitch-black light surged forth, engulfing the entire sky.

Whoooosh.

As the distorted radiance of a black sun faded, I emerged from the darkness. My face remained unchanged, yet my golden hair and crimson eyes had transformed into jet black, radiating an ominous glow.

“Haa….”

I exhaled sharply while observing my own hands.

‘Success.’

All the demonic energy that had entered through Zircon’s blood had become my power. It wasn’t permanent growth, but in this moment, I felt I could reach the Black Tower Master, who stood ahead with his face contorted.

“H-how is this possible….”

The Black Tower Master’s jaw trembled as his eyes grew vacant.

“Impossible! A Birthstone demon is not something a wretch like you can handle!”

Despite witnessing it with his own eyes, he refused to believe it, and he snarled at me.

“That’s not for you to judge.”

As I regarded the astounded Black Tower Master with a sneer, a faint resonance echoed through my mind.

[Impressive.]

Zircon’s voice reverberated within my consciousness.

[If you and I work together, we can defeat that wretch….]
-Shut your mouth, you greenhorn!

Wrath cut off Zircon’s words, grinding his teeth with a growl.

[W-what is this enormous presence….]

Zircon’s entire soul trembled as he finally sensed the colossal presence that was Wrath.

-You’ve been struggling for a whole year! How dare you flap your mouth!

Wrath declared himself my senior and silenced Zircon’s protests.

[….]

Zircon, genuinely intimidated by Wrath, clamped his mouth shut and even stilled his breathing.

-Hmph! Go die!

Wrath shook his head with arms crossed, as if it were obvious.

‘….’

I lowered my gaze as I watched Zircon, who had given me his power and withdrawn, being pressured by Wrath.

‘Is this really happening?’

No, this isn’t the time to think about such things.

I shook my head, feeling the tremendous aura radiating from my entire body.

Zircon’s demonic energy had been converted entirely into my power without the slightest loss. I had to kill the Black Tower Master before this strength faded.

“Let’s end this here.”

I raised the Heavenly Sword and the Mok Ryun Sword, their dark blades gleaming as I aimed them at the Black Tower Master.

“You persistent worm.”

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