The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 956

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Chapter 956

A magnificent azure light that seemed to contain the very sky collided with Sihan’s ashen gray light, drawn up from the depths of hell, in a world of pristine white snowflakes.

KUWAAAAANG!

A terrifying storm of light erupted, and explosions of demonic energy followed in succession. Within a space where heaven and earth seemed to collapse, two beings of different colors clashed violently.

CHIIIING!

The clash between Wrath and Rageji continued endlessly, and the demonic energy blooming between them condensed like glass marbles.

UUUUUNG!

The silver decisive technique unfolded from Wrath’s hand revealed the power to freeze the world, while the authority of destruction rising beneath Rageji’s feet created waves that shattered space itself.

ZZZZZZZT!

The moment the authority of the previous Demon Lord and the current Demon Lord collided head-on, the marble of demonic energy that had been condensed white shattered apart.

KUWAAAAAA!

The decisive techniques of the two Demon Lords and the marble of demonic energy exploded simultaneously, and a tremendous light that seemed to engulf the entire world came rushing forth.

A power that could even erase souls stretched out in all directions, erasing the pristine Snowy Plain, and the frozen World Tree that embodied Wrath’s soul was uprooted entirely.

Yet Wrath and Rageji, who stood at the center of that explosion, did not move a single step within the blackened smoke. As if they were both already dead.

FUUUUUK.

As the uprooted World Tree fell to the ground, the wind it brought scattered the smoke, revealing the Battlefield of the Demon Lords.

Wrath knelt on one knee, his hand pressed against the cracked earth, while Rageji extended his hand above Wrath’s head, his eerie black eyes gleaming.

“I thought you would always cherish the moment when you killed your own subordinates with your own hands and broke my neck….”

Rageji looked at the fallen World Tree and smacked his lips briefly.

“To forget all of that… you’ve changed quite a bit.”

He let out a thin laugh as if finding it curious.

“I haven’t forgotten. I’ve simply accepted what cannot be undone.”

Wrath shook his head, insisting he could never forget.

“That’s what’s curious. A creature who once breathed fury with every breath has transformed like this.”

Rageji wagged his finger above Wrath’s head.

“It seems a lot of time has passed since I died.”

He smacked his lips, musing that the outcome of this battle would have differed had he retained that rage from back then.

“It’s not a matter of time.”

Wrath wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and furrowed his brow.

“What matters is what one experiences during the time given, whether long or short.”

The time spent as a King in the Demon Realm had been important, but so too was the time I spent with Raon and the children of Gwangpung Hall, accepting uncontrollable rage and the past within my heart.
I had certainly grown weaker, yet I had also grown stronger.

“You said you entrusted your strength to the future, so it seems you’ve found someone who pleases you.”

Rageji exhaled a short breath and lifted his head. His body began to tremble as though buffeted by fierce winds.

“Pleases me?”

Wrath let out a hollow laugh as if the notion were absurd.

“Quite the opposite. That damnable weasel displeases me greatly. Every time I see that bastard’s face, I want to throw a punch.”

Recalling Raon’s annoying visage as he threatened with his Nadine Punch, I pressed my hand against the ground and slowly pushed myself upright.

Boom!

Unlike Wrath, Rageji’s legs gave out beneath him. He lurched forward and fell to his knees against the blackened Battlefield.

“Yet thanks to that damned bastard, I have come to understand the very source of my being. My power has weakened, but I myself have not.”

It was true that I had lost much power to Raon and exhausted my authority saving the children of Gwangpung Hall.
But I had gained answers about existence itself, transcending the boundary between human and Demon. The years spent with them had been the most precious time of my life.

“What a shame….”

Rageji spat out blackened dead blood while hunched forward.

“I’ve grown curious about this damned bastard you speak of. I wish I could have seen him.”
“Don’t even think it.”

Wrath shook his head firmly.

“If you had met him, he would strip not just your power, but even your undergarments—a true madman of greed.”

I shook my head, recalling Raon—that true monster of greed who had even devoured the authority of Grid, my rival.

“He is no ordinary Demon. Was he perhaps born under a king’s destiny?”

Rageji narrowed his eyes, asking if Raon was his successor.

“He is not a Demon, but human. And….”

Wrath straightened his back and looked down at Rageji.

“He is a monster who could become a Demon God rather than a Demon Lord without any strangeness.”
“A, a Demon God, you say…?”

Rageji’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“You understand what that means, and yet….”
“That is precisely why I speak of it. He is a vessel capable of transcending Demon Lords and becoming a Demon God.”

Wrath shook his head calmly, saying I understood better than he did.

“Ha, if you speak of him so highly, I truly wish to see him.”

Rageji’s eyes trembled narrowly, lamenting that he was disappearing from this place.

“Shut your mouth and vanish. You’re not even real.”

Wrath snorted as he watched Rageji’s entire body convulse.

“No, I am real. I was created from your memories, after all.”

Rageji slowly raised his hand, insisting he couldn’t possibly be fake.

“Take it now. This is your victory.”

A gray aura bloomed above his palm, coalescing into a round sphere that floated upward.

Crack!

Wrath stared into Rageji’s eyes, then swatted away his hand that held the gray sphere.

“Even if you were created from the True Demon King’s memories, I have no desire to accept power from the likes of you.”

He shook his head, declaring that he would recover his own strength himself.

“Kehehehe….”

Rageji let out a grinding laugh, his head slightly bowed.

“You pass.”
“Pass?”

Wrath looked down at Rageji, his eyes narrowing.

“That’s what it means?”
“For the Lord of Wrath to accept power from his enemy and quell his rage—it makes no sense. It’s right to spew forth wrath until the very end.”

Rageji nodded approvingly, saying he had made an excellent choice.

“Take it. Or rather, you have no choice.”

Before those words even finished, gray aura rose from the fractured earth and enveloped Wrath.

Whooooosh!

The moment the grey aura touched Wrath’s body, it transformed into a deep, frigid chill that seeped into his flesh and soul alike.

“Mm….”

Wrath narrowed his eyes as he examined his entire body, gleaming white as if dusted with fresh snow.

‘My soul’s grade has risen.’

The grade of my soul, which had diminished from exerting power in defiance of causality, surged dramatically upward. It hadn’t returned to its original level, but it would be no exaggeration to say I had gained decades of cultivation in an instant.

‘But that’s not all.’

The authority of Wrath, which had been depleted while granting Raon his abilities and traits, had also been strengthened. It seemed Rageji’s power had been absorbed and become my own authority. The harvest exceeded my expectations, yet it brought no joy.
It seemed as though the power that Rageji had been holding was absorbed and became his own authority. It was a greater harvest than expected, but he wasn’t entirely pleased.

“Rageji.”

Wrath approached Rageji with heavy, deliberate steps.

“I shall never forgive you, not in this life nor the next.”

I ground my teeth and glared down at Rageji beneath my feet.

“Had you not committed such foolishness, no one would have perished. I will curse you, whether I live or die.”

I clenched my fists, swearing I would never forget this moment.

“That’s good.”

Rageji chuckled weakly, his trembling head nodding.

“It means I’ll remain in your deepest memories, even after death.”
“Damn bastard….”

Wrath furrowed his brow as he watched Rageji laugh.

“Kehehehe.”

Rageji let out a twisted laugh as he pressed his back against the cold floor. It seemed all his strength had finally drained away.

Whoooooosh!

As he collapsed, a circular dimensional gate blazing with azure flames tore open in the empty air.

“Kill me and enter through it. The pain is unbearable—I’d appreciate it if you’d end this quickly.”

Rageji asked to be killed and closed his eyes. Like withered leaves curling in the wind, his body began to crumble into dust with agonizing slowness.

“I won’t grant you such an easy death as before. You will experience sufficient agony before you vanish.”

Wrath narrowed his gaze as he watched Rageji’s legs scatter like sand.

‘I still have some energy left, but it should be manageable.’

I was essentially a foreign presence in the Chamber of Self.
Since I couldn’t predict when this space would collapse, I hadn’t absorbed all the power scattered throughout the Black Sea or the Cave Reflecting the Past. Instead, I’d swiftly claimed only the most essential core and departed.

I’d already extracted everything of value from Rageji, so I decided to let the remnants scatter naturally while allowing him to experience the pain.

“How cruel. Truly befitting the Lord of Wrath.”
“Only for you.”

I kicked Rageji’s chin as he laughed even through his agony, then turned away.

“Die and die again.”

Wrath spoke those final words to the vanishing Rageji before stepping into the dimensional gate wreathed in azure flames.

Whoooooosh!

Gravity disappeared, and my legs felt suspended in empty space. Since it didn’t feel like my body was being forcibly dragged, I surrendered to the current.

It felt like collapsing onto warm, soft bedding. Savoring a profound comfort I hadn’t experienced in ages, I closed my eyes.

How much time had passed? I opened my eyes with the refreshing sensation of waking from deep sleep, and an enormous moon came into view directly before me. It shimmered with a mystical silver light, as if frozen in frost.

“Ah…”

Wrath let out a hollow laugh as he gazed upon the silver moon, which radiated a cold so immense it sent shivers down his spine.

‘What is this…?’

Merely beholding the luminous moon threatened to freeze his very soul. A tremendous chill flowed through that noble moonlight—so vast it astonished even him.

“Am I meant to claim the power of this moon?”

If I could absorb all the cold dwelling within that moon, I could not only recover the strength I’d expended thus far, but ascend to greater heights.

‘At last, fortune smiles upon the True Demon King!’

Wrath clenched both fists, gazing at the moonlight sharp as a blade’s edge.

‘That weasel! Fortuitous encounters aren’t yours alone!’

I had envied Raon, who devoured opportunities like thrice-daily meals, but now my chance had finally arrived. If I could seize the power of this moon, I could repay all the humiliation I’d endured.
If I can just obtain the power of that moon, I’ll be able to repay all the humiliation I’ve endured so far.

“Phew…”

Wrath exhaled a tense breath and closed his eyes. As he slowly operated Glacia to accept the cold of moonlight, he felt a pain like a blade tearing through his inner body.

“This is no ordinary cold.”

If it were ordinary cold, it would have transformed into Glacial the moment her breath touched it, but that cold seemed like it would have to go through quite a lengthy refinement process. And an excruciating one at that.

“So you’re not just going to hand it over? Fine. That’ll be more fun anyway. But…”

Wrath twisted his lips into a thin smile.

“The True Demon King has already endured pain of a most excruciating degree…”

Wrath grinned brightly as he recalled Raon chewing on nadim bread, grinding his teeth so hard they made a crunching sound. Ignoring the pain caused by the cold, he raised Glacia with all his might.

“This kind of pain is nothing compared to Nadine Bread!”

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“Mmm….”

I opened my eyes, feeling the cool chill rising from beneath my feet.

‘Where am I?’

The blue sky was shrouded in gray, and the snow-covered ground was utterly shattered, riddled with countless pits and craters.
Sensing the aura spreading around me, these were Transcendents—monsters standing at the pinnacle of the world, and they had clashed here.

‘Seeing the frozen World Tree collapse, did Wrath suffer this?’

Even the frozen World Tree that erupted whenever Wrath descended had been uprooted entirely. It seemed he too had fought against a formidable adversary.

‘But I don’t sense Wrath’s presence…’

I crossed the ruined terrain like stepping stones and ventured deeper into the fractured Snowy Plain.

‘Where should I go…’

As I pondered where to find Wrath, I spotted a corpse lying on the ground. It was a black-haired man, and his body was melting away very slowly.

‘Is he alive?’

His lower body had already vanished, and only his head and right arm remained of his upper half, yet strangely, I sensed a faint spark of life emanating from him.

‘Did this man fight Wrath? He does seem powerful…’

As I tilted my head in confusion, the black-haired man I had taken for a corpse slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were a deep black, as if reflecting darkness itself.

“A human…? Why is a human in this place?”

The black-haired, black-eyed man tilted his head, unable to comprehend.

“I’d like to ask you the same. Who are you?”

Raon looked down at the black-haired, black-eyed man with a frown.

“Ah, I see….”

The black-haired, black-eyed man drew a thin smile as if he understood.

“Are you the human Wrath spoke of?”

He nodded as though he already knew who I was.

“So you were Wrath’s trial.”

I smacked my lips briefly while observing the black-haired, black-eyed man. The way he recognized me upon mentioning Wrath’s name suggested this man was indeed a trial created by the Chamber of Self—Wrath’s trial.

“Your strength is decent enough, but you have a different quality than the humans I’ve encountered.”

The black-haired, black-eyed man twisted his lips as he spoke of finding me amusing.

“Stop spouting nonsense and tell me. Who are you?”

I stepped forward before the black-haired, black-eyed man and jerked my chin.

“A Lord of the previous generation. A pitiful king who died after being betrayed by Wrath.”

The black-haired, black-eyed man bit his lips as he spoke of being stabbed in the back by Wrath and dying.

“The fact that you’ve come before I disappear must surely be the will of the Demon God. If you grant me the power to take revenge….”
“What utter bullshit.”

I raised my foot and stomped on the black-haired, black-eyed man’s head.

“Wrath would never stab someone in the back.”

I could say this with certainty because I had lived alongside him for so long. He was someone who had been betrayed, not someone who would betray others.

“Khekhekhe….”

The black-haired, black-eyed man released a twisted laugh, as if he had realized he could not deceive me.

“Now I understand why Wrath said you were different.”

He shook his head, saying there was nothing he could do about it.

“But I will remain in that bastard’s memories for life, always inflicting deep pain… What, what are you doing!”

Rageji was sneering at Wrath when his vision suddenly went dark, and he snapped his eyes open.

“Close your mouth.”

I paid no attention to Rageji’s screams, flipping his head over with my foot as if rolling a ball.

“What are you doing! I am a Demon Lord!”

Rageji glared at my face and gnashed his teeth.

“You still have some energy left. Since you seem to be an enemy of Wrath, I suppose I can absorb you?”
“How dare a mere human claim to absorb me? Stop spouting nonsense!”
“You’ll find out soon enough.”

I smiled faintly and placed my hand on the black-haired, black-eyed man’s head.

“Wait, just a moment! I am the previous Demon Lord, Rey….”
“Enough. Take this.”

Sensing danger, Rageji tried to reveal his name, but I didn’t listen and immediately activated the Ring of Fire and Glacia.

“Krraaaagh! Wait, just a moment!”

The black-haired, black-eyed man screamed in agony as if his life force was being torn away, flailing his hands.

“I still have things to tell Wrath! Wait just a little longer! When he emerges, he will never forget me….”
“If you tell me your name, I’ll pass the message along.”
“I, I am….”

I told him to speak his name, then operated Glacia with full force, drawing all the energy from the black-haired, black-eyed man’s body in one breath.

“Gaaahhh….”

Rageji’s body vanished in an instant, and even his mouth—the very instrument meant to speak—crumbled into dust.

‘Tell me your name! You absolute madman!’

I had never encountered someone so deranged—demanding speech while denying the opportunity to speak. Now, with his mouth obliterated, he couldn’t utter a single word.

‘Is this what humans are?’

Worse than any Demon, that’s what he was!

The moment that thought echoed through my mind—that he was worse than a Demon—Wrath’s words came flooding back.

[Stop it. If you ever meet one, that lunatic will strip not just your power but your very underwear.]

‘Insane…’

As Rageji’s head turned to dust, I finally understood why Wrath harbored such resentment toward humans. Then he melted away in ashen light.

“Hmm….”

I felt Rageji’s authority flowing into my palm and let out a short breath.

“Are all Demons charitable angels or something?”

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