The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 936

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Chapter 936

Glen Zigheart’s eyes narrowed as he observed Derus Robert, who showed no signs of losing his composure.

‘He’s grown stronger.’

The aura emanating from Derus Robert caused my fingertips to tremble. A power that transcended the very framework of transcendence itself. It felt only natural that King Lecross, who bore the epithet of the Silent Sword Master, had crumbled so easily before him.

‘But more than that….’

What shocked me wasn’t his raw power. It was something far deeper. The very soul of Derus Robert had transformed into something fundamentally different. There was an uncanny sense that he had become something other than human.

“It’s been a while.”

Derus Robert slowly turned his body to face me.

“Glen Zigheart.”

He held King Lecross in front of him as though taking him hostage, tilting his chin upward.

“Arriving this quickly suggests you were waiting at the Zigheart Family Estate.”

Derus flicked his fingers as if surprised.

“I thought you’d be hiding in Montiro where the Black Tower is, but you remained with your clan. Does it not matter if your grandson and son die?”

He spoke the names of Karun and Raon as though he knew everything about the operation to assault the Black Tower.

“Those children are strong. They won’t fall to the Black Tower.”

Glen Zigheart shook his head calmly, revealing his faith in Raon and Karun.

“Is that so? That’s different from the information I have.”

Derus twisted the blade pressing against King Lecross’s shoulder slightly, as if trying to provoke Glen Zigheart.

“….”

King Lecross felt his flesh and bones being torn away, yet he didn’t let out even the smallest whimper.

“Head of House. I have shown you an unseemly sight. Do not concern yourself with me—please strike down this evil spirit.”

He lifted his gaze firmly, asking that they ignore his plight and kill Derus Robert instead.

“One doesn’t rule a nation without reason.”

Derus Robert muttered his admiration, exhaling softly.

“You need to be quiet.”

He brought his index and middle fingers together and stabbed them into King Lecross’s back.

“Ugh!”

King Lecross’s aura flow was completely severed, leaving him unable to move a single finger—his body frozen in place.

“….”

Glen Zigheart stared at King Lecross, whose eyes couldn’t even move, then shifted his gaze to Derus Robert.

“When did you realize we were targeting the Dark Tower?”
“A bit earlier than the Dark Tower itself did.”

Derus Robert shrugged as if he had known the plan before the assault.

“Then you could have prevented the surprise attack?”

Glen Zigheart glared at Derus Robert, his brow furrowing.

“Why would I?”

Derus Robert shrugged as if questioning why he would stop it.

“What?”
“The Dark Tower becoming the final battlefield isn’t the path I desire.”

He shook his head, saying that now wasn’t the time for true war.

“While all eyes are fixed on the Dark Tower, it’s advantageous to test my abilities and eliminate this incompetent king.”

Derus Robert twisted his lips, reasoning that reducing one enemy was better than saving an ally.

“Don’t you agree?”

He flicked his fingers with evident amusement, pressing down on King Lecross’s wound.

“….”

Despite the intense pain, King Lecross remained unwavering, his gaze conveying a clear message: kill this man.

“Just wait.”

Glen Zigheart absorbed the king’s message into his chest, then tightened his grip on the True Heavenly Sword.

“Are you really going to try? The moment you move, this nation will lose its father.”

Derus Robert showed no shame in taking a hostage, despite possessing aura comparable to Glen’s own. It was behavior that defied comprehension.

‘Moreover….’

That wound was inflicted through a surprise attack.

It was evident just by looking. King Lecross’s wound wasn’t from a frontal thrust—it came from a sneak attack from behind.
It was bewildering that someone with such power would resort to fighting like an assassin.

‘I knew that Derus Robert of Cheongeomseong was a being made of smoke, but I never expected him to be this different.’

Derus Robert abandoned the opportunity to rescue the Black Tower Master and instead infiltrated Owen to target King Lecross.

Despite having sufficient capability to rescue his allies, he chose a strategy to kill an enemy instead. Perhaps because memories of Derus Robert of Cheongeomseong still lingered in his mind, understanding him had become even more difficult.

‘This is troublesome.’

I cannot read his thoughts.

With the considerable experience I’ve accumulated, observing someone’s social position and conduct typically allows me to predict their character to some degree.

However, Derus Robert was different.

Despite possessing overwhelming power that surpassed even the transcendents of the Five Emperors Five Demons, he resorted to ambush and took hostages without shame—something that defied his understanding.

“How curious.”

Derus Robert observed Glen Zigheart before narrowing his chin slightly.

“You are merely human, with no one backing you, yet how did you reach such heights?”

His eyes narrowed as though he himself could not comprehend it.

“Of course, being merely human, you cannot escape causality.”

Derus chuckled, as if he already knew Glen Zigheart’s condition.

“Stop hiding and come out.”

As he raised his hand, a golden-haired youth with pristine white wings emerged from behind the pillar. His appearance alone was dizzying enough to shatter equanimity—not human, but celestial.

“I leave it to you.”

Derus handed King Lecross, whom he had been holding hostage, to the celestial being. From his tone, it seemed they were not in a hierarchical relationship.

“…”

Glen Zigheart’s eyes narrowed as he observed the scene.

‘No ordinary angel.’

He had already known that Derus Robert had connections to the Celestial Realm from witnessing Uriel’s descent.

An inexperienced angel could be exploited with a single sword strike, but this one was different. It seemed dangerous if he did not face this opponent properly.

“Actually….”

Derus Robert raised his sword, dripping with King Lecross’s blood, and pointed it at his own heart.

“I was curious about the gap between you and me, and this works out well.”

He tilted his chin as if to say, let’s fight once.

A deep, resonant roar echoed forth.

As Derus Robert raised his sword, a chilling sensation swept through the air—as though icy spikes were erupting beneath my feet.

“As the junior, I’ll make the first move.”

He rolled his left foot forward, extending a blade suffused with azure radiance.

A piercing metallic shriek tore through the air.

Derus’s blade hadn’t even made contact yet, and already my body and soul screamed with the sensation of being pierced by that edge.
The realm of manifesting a sword forged in the mind’s eye into physical reality—as anticipated, Derus Robert had ascended to a plane far beyond that of ordinary transcendents.

‘But it’s still not enough.’

Glen twisted the True Heavenly Sword diagonally, tearing through space to deflect Derus’s incoming blade strike.

A deafening metallic explosion erupted.

Mere steel meeting steel—yet a colossal maelstrom of aura erupted, tearing the entire Royal Palace asunder. The ceiling was ripped away, walls crumbled, and the azure sky and blackened earth were laid bare.

“You blocked that so easily?”

Derus exhaled sharply, utterly astounded. What appeared to be a simple thrust was far more—he had wielded the extreme seasons of polar power itself.
He had intended to cleave not only Glen but the very earth behind him, yet it had been stopped so effortlessly.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Crimson lightning blazed atop the raised True Heavenly Sword, and with magnificent brilliance, his blade descended upon Derus’s head.

A thunderous crack split the heavens.

Within Glen’s strike dwelt the intent to annihilate—a blade that captured the very thunder of the sky itself.

“Magnificent!”

Even a transcendent of the Five Emperors Five Demons would have had their limbs torn asunder by such power, yet Derus charged forward undeterred.

Boom!

A brilliant blue light, vast as the ocean itself, bloomed from his blade and shattered the lightning strike that had been about to detonate mid-trajectory.
It was a supreme sword technique—one that severed the flow before the technique could reach its full power.

‘As expected.’

Glen Zigheart’s eyes narrowed as he watched Derus Robert brush the lingering lightning from his sword.

‘That man has already transcended the others of the Five Emperors Five Demons.’

At this moment, Derus Robert possessed the power to overcome every leader of the Five Emperors Five Demons save the Heavenly Demon and myself.

The time he had been gone was not so long, yet I cannot fathom how he acquired such overwhelming strength.

“Now that I’ve tested the waters, shall we begin in earnest?”

Derus Robert drew a thin smile and rotated his wrist. The brilliant blue light enveloping his blade transformed into an ominously deep darkness.

‘The aura of death…’

The aura of death was a force refined and honed through one additional layer of purification atop demonic energy. Naturally, it was far more perilous and vicious, requiring caution even in proximity.

Screeeech!

Derus Robert’s sword strike tore through the void and descended. The earth split asunder as black flames erupted. It was as though Hell itself was being summoned into this world.

Whoooosh!

Glen Zigheart did not retreat, even as his eyes witnessed the grotesque phenomenon born from Derus Robert’s technique.

He summoned a denser aura of lightning above the Heavenly Sword and drew a long arc, severing the encroaching darkness.

Crash!

Since ancient times, lightning had possessed the power of Pama—the force that shatters demons. The aura of death offered no resistance to the crimson thunder and dissipated helplessly.

“A bearing befitting the Thunder God.”

Derus Robert showed no panic even as his blade melted away, instead unleashing a slash imbued with even denser death aura. Darkness that seemed to erase the sun itself surged around him.

KWUAAAAAAANG!

The death aura and crimson lightning collided violently, sending blood-red cracks shattering across both sky and earth.

The citizens of Owen watching over the Royal Castle murmured that the end of humanity had come, dropping to their knees where they stood.

‘This is taking too long.’

I need to finish this quickly.

As Glen Zigheart split through the darkness Derus Robert had conjured and moved forward, a chilling sensation crept up my spine from behind.

Ssshhhhh.

Derus Robert. Just as he had done to King Lecross, he lurked within the darkness and launched an ambush.

With death aura scattered like mist, it was nearly impossible to sense the ambush before he closed in.

But my body was capable of manifesting imagination into reality. I curved the True Heavenly Sword downward like assuming a sword stance, deflecting Derus Robert’s blade as it came in at a grotesque angle.

ZZZZZZHEEEENG!

Derus Robert was driven backward, exhaling a deep breath.

“You’re certainly different.”

He lowered his trembling hand and curled his lips upward.

“But not by much.”

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King Lecross bit his lip as he observed the Celestial being that had seized him from behind.

‘No openings.’

Observing that angel’s aura, even if I hadn’t been wounded, it wouldn’t be easy to contend with.
Unlike the Celestial that Raon had captured before, this appeared to be a high-ranking angel with a name.

‘Then I need to wait for an opening.’

Clumsy movements would only hinder the fight. It seemed better to watch Glen Zigheart and Derus Robert’s battle and seize the moment when it came.

‘I never expected Derus to become this strong.’

Setting aside that he had defeated me, the fact that he wasn’t being pushed back by Glen Zigheart’s blade made it clear that Derus had already ascended to a position far above the other leaders of the Five Emperors Five Demons.

‘I don’t understand it.’

Despite possessing martial prowess comparable to Glen Zigheart’s, Derus Robert resorted to ambushes and used dirty tactics like hurling rocks and sand.
He could hold his own in a proper duel, yet he employed such contemptible methods.

‘Of course, it doesn’t matter either way.’

Glen Zigheart blocked every single one of Derus Robert’s offensives, whether he fought with legitimate swordsmanship or resorted to ambushes. Each movement was nearly flawless, as though the god of the blade himself had descended.

‘I’ll trust him and wait for my chance.’

King Lecross slowly pushed back the aura of death that Derus Robert was wrapping around him, keeping his focus on the two fighters’ battle.

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Ching!

Glen Zigheart deflected Derus Robert’s ambush thrust from below his feet, then drove the Heavenly Sword toward his heart.

Boom!

Crimson energy erupted, and Derus Robert’s shoulder tore open deeply. Blood, vivid and chilling in its brightness, streamed from his body.

“Hmm.”

Derus Robert rose to his feet as though the wound meant nothing, unleashing a slash so sharp it sent chills down the spine.
From his sword technique bloomed an aura of death, taking the form of the Reaper’s scythe as it extended outward.

‘This is dangerous.’

Transcendent swordsmanship was the realm of manifesting one’s imagination into reality. If Derus Robert perceived that scythe as the Reaper itself, then merely being touched by it could inflict a wound that led to death.

Whoosh.

Glen Zigheart exhaled sharply and channeled true lightning onto the Divine Heavenly Sword.

Heavenly Thunder Technique, Final Form—Pure Thunder Mirror.

Lightning manifested by tempering his own soul poured down as a crimson flash.

KUUUUUUUUUANG!

The Reaper’s scythe and the Heavenly Thunder collided, reducing everything before their eyes to nothingness.

Aura evaporated as a blood-red current shot up to the edge of the sky, and everything beneath it was scorched black.

Whoooosh.

Glen Zigheart stood in his original position as though nothing had happened, the Divine Heavenly Sword tilted in his hand. It was as if the battle had never occurred from the start.

But Derus Robert knelt on one knee, black blood trickling from beneath his lips.

“Ugh….”

He pushed back Glen Zigheart’s brain energy—which traveled through the sword and affected both body and soul—while furrowing his brow. For the first time in their evenly matched battle, a clear victor had emerged.

“This is quite dangerous….”

As Derus Robert exhaled, Glen Zigheart’s sword rose again. A slash as grand as a comet’s tail curved down toward Derus Robert and the Celestial’s head.

“Kugh!”

Derus twisted his lips and poured the aura of death into his wavering blade. Newly blazing black flames surged up like rose vines, coiling around his entire sword.

Kuuuuuuuuang!

Glen Zigheart’s sword strike once again cleaved through the aura of death that Derus Robert had unleashed without hesitation, carving a vivid crimson wound across his body.

“Kugh….”

Derus Robert was helplessly driven backward, spitting out blackened blood.

“Insane. Is this the pinnacle of swordsmanship….”

Though his aura itself wasn’t significantly inferior, the gap in skill between their sword techniques was far too vast. Facing him felt impossible.

“Still not enough, it seems.”

Derus Robert stepped back with an awkward smile. He steadied his trembling body as though he’d never sustained internal injuries, wiping away the blood trickling from his lips.

“But there is something to gain from this.”

Derus Robert gazed at Glen Zigheart standing quietly and tilted his chin.

“So that is your full strength. Without using the Divine Sword.”

He laughed, saying it fell within his expectations.

“Next time we meet, I’ll be able to reach that level.”
“Who said you’d see me again?”

Glen Zigheart raised the Divine Sword, simultaneously aiming it at both Derus Robert and the angel restraining King Lecross.

“Can you really kill me? Along with your ally?”

Derus Robert stood beside King Lecross, twisting his lips into a smile.

“I can.”

Glen Zigheart stared at Derus Robert without the slightest tremor in his eyes.

“If you wish to kill, then anyone.”

Unlike before, I had honed the blade of the Heart Sword to absolute perfection. Now, regardless of my opponent, I would not miss, and I had the confidence to sever their very soul.

‘But that angel is troublesome.’

That angel, whose presence felt similar to Uriel, was a source of irritation. Even if I severed Derus Robert’s soul, if that angel did something to resurrect him, it would be utterly meaningless.

‘And besides….’

I’m uncertain if I’m truly prepared for this.

As the Heart Sword reached perfection, the recoil was equally severe. Even if I killed Derus Robert, I too would be torn from this world immediately.

I was not afraid of my own death, but concern for those who would remain behind made my fingertips grow numb and rigid.

“….”

Glen Zigheart bit his lips thinly as he observed Derus Robert and King Lecross.

“You seem sincere. Then I’ll give you a choice.”

Derus Robert erased the playful expression from his face and flicked his hand.

Splurch!

The angel, without the slightest hesitation, raised his hand and pierced through King Lecross’s chest.

“Kugh… hack….”

King Lecross spewed a fountain of blood from his chest and collapsed where he stood.

Thud.

The angel, blood dripping from his mouth, seized the nape of the fallen King Lecross’s neck and hurled him to the right, then conjured a golden flash above his palm.

“You choose.”

As Derus Robert lowered his finger, both his body and the angel’s began to fade into translucence.

“Kill me, or save this nation’s father.”

Derus twisted his lips, implying he would simply vanish if I didn’t swing my sword.

“No, wait—there’s one more thing. If you kill me, you’ll disappear too. Even if the Dark Tower falls, will those remaining be able to endure?”

He shrugged his shoulders as if asking what I would do.

“P-Please don’t mind me! Just kill him!”

King Lecross cried out for Derus’s death even as blood spilled from his lips.

“….”

Glen Zigheart tightened his grip on the True Heavenly Sword and quietly lifted his gaze.

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