The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 959

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Chapter 959

“Hmm….”

I opened my eyes before the exit of the Chamber of Self, which shimmered with golden light.

‘Is this my third death?’

Wrath screamed that he was terrified, yet he summoned frost and severed his own neck. Perverse as he was, when he committed to something, he did it thoroughly.

‘Now I’m certain.’

I nodded, steadying the heat of Manhwagong blooming from my dantian.

‘There’s no loss in dying in this place.’

Having died three times without any change to my body or mind, it seemed death didn’t exist in this world. Of course, it still hurt terribly, and fear lingered.

‘But the greater problem is….’

I still haven’t grasped the nature of Wrath’s attack.

Though I’d taken his attack three times, I still couldn’t discern where or how the frigid energy came from.

‘Let me start by moving forward.’

I advanced across the Blue Sea and smacked my lips briefly.

‘What could the method be? It’s definitely a blade coming at my neck….’

I couldn’t grasp the trajectory.

Every time my head was severed, it was clear the slash targeted my neck, yet I couldn’t see it at all.

‘Should I position the Heavenly Sword in front of my neck from the start this time?’

If I place the Heavenly Sword before my neck and deploy the Beads Wall on both sides, I might be able to block Wrath’s attack.

‘All right. Let’s do this.’

As long as Wrath remained in the Chamber of Self, opportunities would be virtually limitless. I wanted to block his attacks using every method at my disposal.

I cultivated Glacial, trained my movement techniques, and mentally replayed my battles with Wrath.

Moving with the focus of entering a state of ascension, I found myself arriving at the Broken Snowfield where Wrath dwelled before I knew it.

“Again, you’ve come again!”

The moment Wrath saw me, he let out a piercing shriek as if confronted by a ghost.

“What in the world are you thinking! I don’t know what tricks you’ll pull, and it disgusts me even to kill you!”

He ground his teeth as if pleading for me to at least speak.

“Your job is simple. Just kill me.”

I extended my hand to fight, unwilling to shatter the concentration I had built up.

“If you don’t speak, I absolutely will not kill you! No, I’ll kill myself first and escape this space!”

Wrath assumed a posture as if strangling his own neck.

“Not even threats with Nadine will work this time! You terrify me!”

He furrowed his brow, declaring he wouldn’t move a finger unless I explained the situation.

“Fine. Calm down.”

I exhaled shortly and lowered the hand that had been reaching for the Heavenly Sword.

“Hmm….”

Wrath still looked suspicious, his eyes narrowed as he glared at me.

“What am I trying to do? Obviously, training.”

I lightly tapped the scabbard of the Heavenly Sword.

“T, training?”

Wrath’s eyes widened in disbelief at my words.

“You’re telling me you train while dying?”
“That’s right.”

I nodded calmly.

“As you know, there’s no penalty for dying here. I don’t lose aura, my swordsmanship doesn’t regress, and my soul’s essence doesn’t diminish.”

I tapped my chest with my fist, a faint smile crossing my face.

“It’s the perfect place to accumulate real combat experience.”
“Ha….”

Wrath exhaled sharply, as if utterly dumbfounded.

“So that’s why you asked me to kill you? What kind of madman does something like this….”

He shuddered, unable to believe what he was hearing.

“What in the world is inside that head of yours!”

Wrath pressed his lips together tightly.

“Even knowing you’ll be resurrected, as a living being, you can’t help but fear death. How can you….”

All living creatures instinctively fear death.
It’s an innate emotion from birth—something that can’t be trained away no matter how hard one cultivates. Yet from the start, he showed no fear of death. The more I observed him, the less I could comprehend him.

“And you still feel the pain when you die! The agony doesn’t disappear, so how can you charge in so recklessly?”

Even with a severed neck, a person doesn’t die instantly. They experience extreme agony and terror before descending into darkness—yet he threw himself at danger without hesitation. It was astounding.

“Well, it does hurt.”

I said it was quite painful while touching my neck, which had been severed three times. But my expression was so composed that it was almost absurd.

“Don’t you ever consider that you might not awaken again?”

Wrath exhaled deeply, baring his white teeth.

“Even if you’ve been able to resurrect until now, there’s no guarantee there will be a next time. Don’t you ever think that you might simply die for good!”

Raon seemed like a fearless brat, which left me utterly frustrated.

“Of course there is. Honestly, I’m scared too.”

Raon nodded while gazing at my eyes, which flickered with a deep blue hue.

“But the time given to me isn’t abundant. I must grasp even a fraying rope and climb upward.”
“It’s embarrassing for the True Demon King to say, but you’ve grown at a speed unprecedented even in the Demon Realm. What on earth is driving you like this!”

Wrath furrowed his brow, unable to comprehend.

“You know as well as I do. I have many things binding me.”

I shook my head with a faint smile.

‘First, there’s Derus Robert.’

This time, Derus Robert had displayed overwhelming power that surpassed Silent Sword Master Lecross.
He had shown strength that even Glen acknowledged, so I couldn’t touch a single hair on his head in my current state. To narrow that gap, taking risks was inevitable.

‘And there are many promises I must keep.’

I had to destroy Eden, which had brought sorrow to my mother, father, and Sia. I had to subdue the White Blood Cult Master and rescue Martha’s mother. I had to help Lunan defeat Sylvia on his own.

Beyond that, my subordinates—Burren, Dorian, Crain, Mark Goeten, and others—all had wishes to fulfill. I wanted to make all of them come true.

I had earned the titles of the youngest Transcendent, the greatest genius of all time, and the Sword Emperor, yet there was no room to rest on those laurels.
By any means necessary, using any method available, I had to grow stronger as quickly as possible.

“Haaa….”

Wrath exhaled a long sigh while gazing into the void, as if drawing on a cigarette.

“Every time I see you, I’m reminded that you’re the most insane being among all the demons and celestials I’ve ever encountered.”
“I’m neither a demon nor a celestial, though.”
“From now on, I shall no longer consider you human.”

Wrath shook his head, saying that his illusions about humanity shattered whenever he looked at me.

“Anyway, you understand now, right?”

Raon smiled thinly and drew the Heavenly Sword from his waist.

“Then I’m asking you.”

I took a defensive stance with my knees slightly bent.

“Kill me with everything you have.”

Now that I’d laid bare all the circumstances, I no longer wanted to coerce Wrath through threats. Just as I had spoken with sincerity, I wanted him to clash with me with genuine intent.

“So you were trying to keep all those promises….”

Wrath let out a hollow laugh, as if he couldn’t believe it.

“You’re an absolute fool.”
“Even a Demon Lord keeps his promises. How could I, a mere human, tell lies?”

I nodded, saying I’d learned that from a foolish Demon Lord.

“Very well. Since that is your wish….”

Wrath rose to his feet, his resolve crystallized.

“I shall kill you with my full power.”

The moment his words ended, an azure light flickered before my eyes. Before I could even register it, my neck was severed.

‘The light erupted from his fingertips.’

I savored the light I’d glimpsed in that final moment.

‘Then Frost’s Turo would be on the left….’

Even as death approached and the world blurred before my eyes, I closed them while thinking of the next battle.

“Heh….”

Wrath shook his head as he watched Raon’s corpse slowly fade away.

“No matter how many times I see it, that one is far from normal.”

Death is impartial to all things. Even Archangels and Demon Lords cannot escape death, which is why they harbor fear, yet that terror seemed not to exist in Raon.
As if he had already experienced death once before.

‘Of course, I understand his desire to grow stronger.’

Saving Martha’s mother, destroying Eden, helping Lunan overcome his trauma with his own hands, assisting Burren in earning Karun’s recognition, making Dorian a Merchant Guild Master, and becoming the Head of House Zigheart himself.

Every goal Raon had set was extraordinarily difficult. Since they were not merely his own affairs, many would prove impossible to achieve.

Yet that madman showed no sign of abandoning any of them. He wanted to fulfill all those wishes, even if it meant sacrificing himself.

‘To grow stronger….’

To be honest, I had gone through a similar period as Raon, so it was not difficult to understand him. Though I never reached the point of disregarding death like that lunatic.

‘Quite….’

Wrath let out a faint laugh as he sat leaning against the base of the World Tree.

‘It will take a long time.’

Perhaps it was because I had met Raon’s gaze—those eyes that reminded me of my past self. Strangely, I was not hungry.

As I was recalling a past both painful and bitter, a dimensional gate opened, and the next Raon arrived.

“Start right away.”

Raon nodded as if telling me to test my full power again.

“Fine. I’ll kill you.”

Wrath rose to his feet and unleashed the blade of frigid air that had been slashing at my neck with all his power.

UUUUUUUUNG!

I adjusted the trajectory of the Heavenly Sword just slightly, sensing a hint of the pattern, but the cold energy I had unleashed flowed like moonlit grace and slashed across his neck.

“The… the angle…”

Even as I died, my eyes flashed with the determination to return, and then I vanished.

“But this…”

Wrath caressed his hand, still tingling with the sensation of killing me, and smacked his lips.

“It’s more fun than I thought?”

Realizing that I harbored no malice, killing me was no longer frightening—it was actually exhilarating. It felt like the emotions he’d accumulated were being released one by one.

‘Since it’s come to this…’

Wrath gazed at the dimensional gate through which I would emerge, his lips curling into an elongated smile.

‘Should I enjoy this a little?’

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The moment I awakened from death, I rose above the sea. Treading upon the Taewhwa Steps and operating Glacia, I recalled what had happened just before my death.

‘A blue light bloomed from his fingertips.’

Before my neck was severed, a faint blue light had emerged from Wrath’s left hand. Contrary to my expectations, it seemed he had attacked with his left hand, not his right.

‘That’s why the angle was twisted.’

Since I had prepared my defense anticipating an attack from the right, it was only natural that I lacked the time to block it.

‘This time, I should construct the Rosary Wall from the opposite side.’

Facing a right-handed opponent and facing a left-handed opponent were entirely different matters. To block even a single sword strike, it seemed best to distort the trajectory of the blade.

‘Or should I try to predict it?’

Since my neck was severed before I could even react, launching my own blade strike before Wrath’s attack even arrived seemed like a viable approach as well.

‘It’s nice to think while moving like this.’

When I first died and awakened, the journey back to Wrath had been tediously long, but now I realized that I could reflect on the previous battle during the journey—which actually seemed beneficial.

‘I can also train in footwork and Glacial techniques simultaneously.’

Crossing the sea while raising my proficiency in Glacial and Taewhwa Steps, while mentally training my swordsmanship—it was like killing four birds with one stone.

‘I think I’ve been too absorbed in opportunities lately.’

The reason I had grown so rapidly was thanks to these opportunities, but it was also thanks to my relentless effort day and night to make those opportunities truly my own.
I had gained many opportunities in the Chamber of Self, but I had yet to fully internalize them, so I decided to use this time for maturation.

‘Let me advance slowly.’

I set foot once more on the Broken Snowfield, contemplating how to block Wrath’s next attack.

“You don’t even tire of it.”

Wrath let out a hollow laugh as if to say I never rested.

“When you die and come back, everything’s restored.”

I shook my head with a subtle smile.

“Then we can start right away.”

Wrath, his hesitation now gone, stepped forward more aggressively and took an attacking stance.

“Phew…”

I drew out the Heavenly Sword and planted it firmly in the middle ground, leaning toward my left side.

“Hmph!”

The moment Wrath laughed with arrogant disdain, azure light rippled across his left hand.

‘So it was the left hand after all!’

The instant the azure light intensified, I erected a flame wall with the sword’s edge and brought down a crimson slash—a simultaneous defensive technique of shield and blade.

CHIIIING!

Yet Wrath sliced through my neck effortlessly, as though he had foreseen every move.

‘It’s fine.’

Even as my body crumbled without a head, I smiled without disappointment.

‘I can simply try again.’

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Even the Flame Eternal could not stop it. I died.

Even the Void Spear could not stop it. I died.

Even the Grand Celestial Thunder could not stop it. I died.

Even the Void Slash could not stop it. I died.

Even the Sword Realm could not stop it. I died.

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…

I linked three seasonal techniques together, but I couldn’t block it. I died.

“Haah….”

I naturally rode the waves forward and shook my head.

‘I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve died.’

After the Heavenly Sword’s technique, Heavenly Sword Without Obstruction, failed, I stopped counting my deaths. A rough calculation suggested I’d already died over fifty times.

‘Still, I’m starting to get a feel for it.’

At first, I couldn’t grasp anything at all, but after dying over fifty times, I was beginning to recognize the flow that Wrath created.

‘Of course….’

The problem was that even knowing it, I couldn’t block it.

Wrath’s attacks were not only fast and dazzling, but devastatingly powerful. Every time I tried to block, the Heavenly Sword shattered and my neck was severed before I could avoid it.

‘It’s clear—with my current swordsmanship alone, I cannot block it.’

The Sword Realm, my strongest technique, activated slower than other swordsmanship. Because Wrath’s attacks were so fast, my neck was cut before the Sword Realm fully opened.

‘Then there’s only one way.’

I gazed at the gray island visible in the distance and licked my lips.

‘I’ll use everything. Everything I’ve accumulated so far.’

Not just swordsmanship, but footwork, breathing techniques, martial arts, and combat experience—I resolved to pour all of it into my defense as I entered the Blue Light Cave.

‘Phew.’

As I walked through the cave, I continued to contemplate only methods to defend against Wrath’s attacks.
Strangely, it wasn’t tedious or frustrating—it was exhilarating. All of this was a path to my own growth.

Before long, I arrived at the cave’s end and saw a black mirror.
Within the faintly luminous mirror, I was smiling—as if this very moment was pure happiness itself.

Raon drew a smile far deeper than the one reflected in the mirror and stepped inside it.

Tap.

The moment my feet touched the Broken Snowfield, Wrath, who had been perched upon the World Tree, rose to his feet.

“Let’s begin at once.”

Wrath nodded calmly, as if he had grown accustomed to this situation by now. The slight smile on his face suggested he too found this amusing.

“Whenever you’re ready.”

I steadied my breathing and drew the Heavenly Sword.

“Try to defend against this one.”

Wrath scoffed as if I could never possibly block it, extending his left hand. The moment azure light flickered at his fingertips, a sharp pain pierced my neck.
It wasn’t an actual wound. My senses, honed to their absolute limit, had reacted to the activation of an impossibly sharp slash technique.

Whoooosh!

The instant I felt the pain, I stepped into Taehwa’s Second Footwork. Retreating with extreme speed, I widened the distance between myself and the slash Wrath had unleashed.

Whoooosh.

Wrath pursued me with his frost blade as if he had predicted my movement. Even as I stepped with all my strength into Taehwa’s Footwork, I felt him catching up immediately.

‘Now.’

As I felt Wrath’s frost slash down toward my neck, I transitioned from Taehwa’s Second Footwork to Taehwa’s Third Footwork, infused with gentleness.
Surrendering my body to the flow of Wrath’s frost, I released the flames burning at my sword’s edge like silk. Manhwagong’s Soundless Fragrance—I wove the mysteries of absolute swordsmanship into this defensive technique of gentleness, continuing the fluidity of Taehwa’s Third Footwork.

Szzzzzzzzzt!

Even as I unleashed my flowing swordsmanship, the Heavenly Sword shattered, and crimson blood erupted from my body.

But this time, the world did not spin. The blade had struck not my neck, but deep within my chest. For the first time, I had not died instantly from Wrath’s attack.

“…You twisted it?”

Wrath’s eyes widened in disbelief. From his expression, it seemed he had intended to kill me with full force, not hold back.

“Haah….”

I curled my lips upward even as I watched the vicious torrent of blood falling upon the shattered Heavenly Sword.

‘I lacked the strength.’

I had executed the deflection well, but the power contained in Wrath’s blade strike was so overwhelming that it pierced through my defense.

‘Yet I did not die immediately.’

Though I had sustained a mortal wound, I had blocked it once. I could feel that my mastery of the Ten Thousand Swords had grown to a new level.

“Wrath….”

Through my darkening vision, I beckoned to Wrath with my finger.

“Come again to Oma.”

With those words, I turned to dust and vanished.

“Mm….”

Wrath swallowed dryly as he recalled my smiling face. After learning my true intention, he could have killed me with joy, but for the first time, a chill ran down his spine.

“Monster bastard.”

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