The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman V2 - Chapter 836
Chapter 836
“Raon. How did you…”
Aris looked at Raon with trembling eyes, as if she couldn’t understand the situation.
-You… you burned the sorcery itself…?
Even Ras had his mouth wide open in astonishment.
“I interpreted the sorcery.”
Raon smiled thinly as he put the Soul-Reaping Sword back in its sheath.
“In, interpreted? You interpreted the sorcery?”
“Yes. The sorceries I saw when I entered this dungeon were diverse, but their principles were the same.”
He squeezed his fingers and dropped another drop of blood. He looked at Aris while strengthening the flames that burned the sorcery.
“Blood and iron. They amplify the power of sorcery using the concept that each of them is a weapon that creates death and death.”
Of course, blood and iron also had positive concepts, but the sorcerers of the Iron Blood Sect only used negative energy to strengthen their sorcery.
It was no different from a curse filled with malice.
“Knowing the principle is different from interpreting sorcery.”
Aris knew that part herself, but she shook her head, saying that it was impossible to interpret sorcery.
“Yes. That’s why…”
Raon nodded calmly.
“We disassembled and analyzed all the sorceries in the dungeons we broke through.”
Thanks to examining the sorceries he had seen so far, he was able to learn the flow of the Iron Blood Sect’s sorcery.
It was impossible for him to cast sorcery himself, but it was possible to disassemble it.
“Huh…”
Aris blinked blankly as if she couldn’t believe it even after hearing it directly.
“It seems like the flow of sorcery was something I was thinking about while looking at the floor.”
Limer muttered as if he finally understood.
“I knew you’d surprise me, but I didn’t know it would be this much.”
He patted his shoulder, saying it was ridiculous.
“It’s not that great. I had a lot of time to examine the sorcery thanks to my aunt quickly breaking through the dungeon’s traps.”
Raon nodded, saying it was thanks to Aris.
“…It’s amazing. I can’t spend time interpreting sorcery even if I have time.”
Aris exhaled roughly as she looked at Raon.
‘This kid is real.’
She knew that Raon had a natural talent for swordsmanship. She had tried to awaken that genius, so she couldn’t help but know.
However, interpreting and erasing sorcery that she was seeing for the first time in her life was something completely different from a talent for swordsmanship.
She was so astonished by Raon’s monster-like abilities that she couldn’t speak properly.
“You’re very surprised, Aunt. He’s always like this.”
Martha shrugged as if it were nothing special.
“You’ll get used to it soon.”
Burren also nodded calmly.
“No matter how much I think about it, it doesn’t make sense! It’s not like you knew it in advance, and you’re interpreting the sorcery you saw here right away. Not even Father could do that!”
Aris still shook her head violently as if she couldn’t believe it.
“Aunt.”
Lunan approached Aris and wiped her bloody hand.
“You have to accept that Raon is great.”
She nodded, saying to just accept it.
“You said you knew your nephew well, but you don’t know him at all.”
Limer wagged his finger at Aris as if teasing her.
“Your nephew always keeps his word.”
“His word?”
“He said he’d finish it faster than breaking it with the Demonic Sword.”
He pointed to the ground where all the sorcery had been burned away as he said that.
The thick aura of sorcery had completely disappeared, and it seemed like the ground would collapse if one just punched it.
“Ah…”
“Let’s talk about this later and get ready to go down.”
Raon pulled his clenched fist back to his shoulder.
“We have to catch them before they run away.”
He clenched his fist, gathering his aura, and slammed it down.
Kwaaaaaang!
Even though he used much less aura than Aris’ Spatial Slash, the ground collapsed, and a black hole opened up, allowing him to go down.
It was possible because he had burned all the sorcery that was blocking the way.
“He, hey! Those sorcerers went into that hole!”
Paras pointed at the darkly rippling passage and shook both fists.
“It’s gotten a little smaller, but it’s definitely a passage leading down!”
He rolled his feet, saying that he had to go in before it closed.
“Yeah. Then…”
“I’ll take the lead now.”
As Aris was about to enter the black path, Raon blocked her way.
“R, Raon?”
“You said you trust me.”
Raon smiled faintly at Aris and went down the black path first.
“Leave it to me.”
Limer chuckled as he stood next to Aris.
“That kid owes you a lot, so he’ll want to help you.”
He waved his hand, saying he would leave it to his capable nephew.
“Aunt. I’ll take care of everything. Come slowly!”
“I’ll clean it up neatly.”
“Yeah. Rest.”
Martha, Veren, Runaan, and the Whirlwind Knights also followed Raon, telling him to trust them.
“Ha….”
Aris chuckled as she looked at the bandage on her fist that Runaan had wrapped for her.
“Was I that excited? Enough for those kids to notice?”
“You were like a wild boar.”
Rimer nodded as he looked at Aris.
“You even cried. It’s the first time I’ve seen a lady cry.”
He wiped away the tears that had gathered in Aris’s eyes and snickered.
“A lady….”
Aris sighed as she looked at Rimer.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve heard that from you. No, I haven’t heard that title at all lately.”
She looked down, saying she missed it.
“I just realized, raising a child takes a lot of energy in many ways. My father must have thought a lot about it too.”
Aris clicked her tongue, saying she understood it now.
“You’ll understand when you do.”
Rimer nudged Aris’s arm with his elbow.
“I should go find my father with that damn son. We should eat together for the first time in a long time.”
Aris straightened her back, saying she would go find Sif with Glenn.
“Before that, let’s see how much our nephews have grown.”
She looked down the dark passage with her eyes, which had regained their composure.
“I guess I can’t call them little kings anymore.”
Rimer smiled in satisfaction as he recalled Raon’s broad back, and then he walked down the dark path last.
* * *
Thanks to Aris crushing the ground, they didn’t have to go in very deep, but they could see the iron floor.
‘Paras’s words were true.’
The moment Raon thought that and stepped onto the iron path, he was amazed.
“They’re here!”
“Shoot!”
A brown flame and a blue lightning bolt flew towards them with a roar that seemed to tear their throats.
The Iron Chain sorcerers seemed to have been waiting for them, as the sound and impact were so great.
Cling! Cling!
Raon stepped forward with his left foot and drew the Thousand Swords. He raised his sword technique firmly, creating an unbreakable shield.
Raon Zieghart’s Sword Style.
Fifth Form, White Shadow Island.
The blade, which rippled white, wiped out all the magic that was rushing towards him.
Whoosh!
Behind the flow of magic that melted away like fog, iron-armored warriors and sorcerers appeared. They all seemed to be remnants of the Iron Chain.
‘It’s as amazing as I’ve heard.’
The ceiling, walls, and floor were all made of iron, and a strong smell of magic wafted through the air.
Looking at the mess of broken furniture and documents, it was clear that they were preparing to leave.
However, unlike Paras’s testimony, there was no sign of anyone being imprisoned in the area.
They seemed to have either been killed or moved elsewhere.
“Stop them, even if it costs your lives!”
At the cry of a middle-aged man who seemed to be a high-ranking sorcerer, the warriors of the Iron Chain stamped on the ground at the same time.
They seemed to be trying to block the way and buy time, even if it meant throwing their bodies at them.
“A fight as soon as we arrive?”
“This is perfect timing.”
“We’ll take care of this….”
As they were about to swing down the Thousand Swords, Martha, Veren, and Runaan jumped out and drew their swords.
Their sharp sword techniques extended along with their footwork. Each of them carried the strong energy of wind, earth, and frost, which sliced through the warriors of the Iron Chain who were rushing at them.
“Ugh!”
“Argh!”
The warriors of the Iron Chain fell to the ground, clutching their necks from which blood was gushing out.
“Uh….”
“D, damn it!”
The sorcerers took a step back with expressions of terror. They were nothing like the warriors who had remained unshaken even as they died.
“Let’s go!”
At Martha’s cry, the Whirlwind Knights who had come down joined in and attacked the sorcerers and warriors.
‘They all seem exhausted.’
The sorcerers, who had used all their strength to control the dungeon’s traps and block the path, were dying without being able to use their own strength. It was like cutting down straw men.
“Block them! Hold out until the end!”
The high-ranking sorcerer seemed to think that victory and defeat had already been decided, so he abandoned his subordinates and began to run away.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Raon blocked the high-ranking sorcerer’s path and jutted out his chin.
“Ugh….”
The high-ranking sorcerer seemed terrified, and he sat down on the spot, his lips trembling.
‘He’s different after all.’
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the pale wizard. Unlike the sturdy warriors, the wizards’ spirits were as soft as pudding.
“Are you the head?”
“Uh…”
“You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to. You have a big mouth.”
He pointed the Sword of Heavenly Punishment at the wizard’s throat, saying that he would kill him if he kept his mouth shut again.
“Oh, no.”
The high-ranking wizard shook his head, saying that he was not the head of this place.
“Where did the people you held captive go?”
“…I, I took them there.”
He pointed to a large iron door attached to the inside of the hallway.
‘Fortunately, it doesn’t look like they were killed.’
When groups that were officially branded as criminals escaped, they usually killed the hostages, but fortunately, it seemed that they hadn’t killed everyone yet.
“By any chance, among the hostages…”
Raon was about to ask the high-ranking wizard about Xif when,
Cuckoo Cuckoo Cuckoo!
The iron door that was stuck in the innermost part opened, and wizards and warriors rushed out.
“You’ve come this far!”
“Stop them even if you die! You must never let them go!”
“Use the Spirit Reinforcement Armor!”
As the order for the Spirit Reinforcement Armor was given, warriors in silver armor came forward, and wizards stood behind them and chanted strange spells.
Cuckoo Cuckoo Cuckoo!
Strangely enough, it was not the wizards but the warriors whose energy suddenly grew stronger, and an aura almost as good as a master’s began to emanate from them.
“Whirlwind Corps.”
Raon cut the high-ranking wizard’s throat and clicked his tongue.
“Get rid of them.”
“Yes!”
The Whirlwind Corps answered resolutely and advanced towards the warriors. They pushed away the negative energy created by the wizards with the wind of the Whirlwind Stream and raised a blue aura.
Cuckoo Cuckoo Cuckoo!
The warriors in iron armor also charged forward, emitting an even stronger aura of sorcery, as if they would not be outdone.
Coooooo!
The victory or defeat of the Whirlwind Corps and the warriors in iron armor was determined in the first clash.
“Ugh…”
“Ugh!”
The warriors in iron armor, who had strengthened their bodies and souls with sorcery, rushed in with more than double the numbers, but they were unable to overcome the unity of the Whirlwind Corps and vomited blood as they were crushed.
“Is that all? Come on! It’s too bland!”
Martha said that she would use all her strength to suckle and beat the warriors mercilessly.
“They’re blocking the way, but it seems like they’ve become weaker from using their strength.”
Veren said that now was the chance and calmly slit the wizards’ throats.
“You can’t escape.”
Lunan shook her head as she froze the ankles of the wizards who were trying to escape in fear.
“Ha…”
Aris chuckled as he watched the Whirlwind Corps overwhelmingly suppressing the warriors in iron armor.
“I told you. Just believe me.”
Rimer shrugged his shoulders and said that he was a giant.
“Umm…”
Paras looked around and sighed.
“Bu, but I’m sure I heard people breathing around here, but there aren’t any.”
He shook his head, saying that all the hostages seemed to have disappeared.
“They’re in there.”
Raon pointed to the inner door where the warriors and wizards had come out.
“Aunt! Go!”
“We’ll take care of this place.”
Martha and Veren waved their hands longingly, telling them to believe in them and go in.
“That’s right.”
Raon smiled thinly and took Aris’s hand, walking along the iron path and opening the innermost door.
Screech!
A creepy sound like a child screaming rang out, and a black fog-covered cavity was revealed.
It was a place with a ceiling so high that even if he ran with all his might, he would have a hard time reaching it, and all its walls were painted blood red.
‘This can’t be…’
-That’s right.
ラス nodded heavily as he looked around the cavity.
-It’s all human blood. It seems that all that filthy and terrible sorcery came from here.
He bit his lip, saying that this space seemed to have been an execution ground for people and a laboratory for wizards.
“These damn bastards!”
Aris also seemed to feel the evil that permeated this space and gritted his teeth.
Thud.
As Raon, Aris, and Rimer were about to walk inside, a human figure emerged from the darkness.
“You’ve finally come.”
An old man in a purple robe sighed as he looked at them.
“Are you the boss?”
Aris cracked his fingers as if he were about to jump in.
“The boss? You use such a childish expression, unlike that powerful force.”
The old man shook his head calmly.
“Just answer me!”
“Yes. I am the head of this branch.”
He acknowledged his position and revealed his cold eyes.
“Tell me your face first. You’re a filthy and dirty bastard.”
Aris raised his sword above his head and said that he would kill him immediately.
“How hasty.”
The old man flicked his fingers, and the black fog disappeared, revealing people in ragged clothes and warlocks.
“If you move even a single finger, all of them will die.”
He lifted his chin and said that if he wanted to kill the hostages, he should do it himself.
“Ha! Do you think we came here to save the hostages?”
Aris did not even look at the hostages. He was a great man to act like that when Xif might be around.
“Really?”
The old man shook his head calmly.
“Didn’t you say that you were looking for a man with red hair and red eyes?”
He brought up the man with red hair and red eyes as if he knew everything that had happened on the first floor.
“You….”
“The one you are looking for is here. But if you do something rash, you will only see his neck.”
“He is not here?”
Raon shook his head as he looked at the hostages.
“I hid him somewhere else because I didn’t know what you would do.”
“What if that is a lie?”
“Xif…. He was stronger than I thought, so it was hard to subdue him. It would have been difficult if he had not been alone.”
He brought up Xif’s name as if it were natural.
“Of course, he helped a lot with the warlock experiments because he was perfect mentally and physically.”
The old man twisted his lips as if he were trying to provoke Aris.
“You punk!”
“Don’t move.”
The old man shook his head at Aris.
“I know that you use the Spatial Sword. Drop the sword as it is.”
He smacked his lips and said that he would tell him to kill Xif if he moved even a single finger.
“You too. Throw your sword.”
The old man snapped his fingers at Raon.
“I understand.”
Raon pretended to drop the Heavenly Sword, then pulled out the Soul Chaser with his left hand and threw it at the old man.
Pewoooong!
However, a wall made of magic protruded from the side of the old man’s face and pushed the Soul Chaser away. The Soul Chaser, which had lost its power and bounced off, was embedded in the wall of the cave.
“I thought so. The look in your eyes is that of a man who would do it.”
The old man laughed at Raon.
“This is the last. If you attack me in any way, I will kill not only Xif, whom you are looking for, but also all the humans here.”
As if his words were true, the warlocks grabbed the hostages’ necks and began to release the energy of magic.
“Raon….”
“Yes.”
Raon made eye contact with Aris and lowered his sword at the same time.
Clang.
The two swords fell and overlapped, making a ringing sound as they wielded the Victorious Sword.
Wooooong!
He pulled out the Soul Chaser, which had been stuck in the wall of the cave, and used the Whirlwind of Delight.
Crack!
The blade of the Soul Chaser, which had bent in a strange way and descended, cut through the magic wall and stopped in a thin stab at the old man’s crown.
“What, what….”
The old man raised his eyes and trembled.
“Ugh!”
“D, Deputy Chief!”
“Don’t move. If you move even a single finger, your deputy chief will die.”
Raon shook his head as he looked at the bewildered warlocks. He grabbed the Heavenly Sword again and stood in front of the pale old man.
“Who is caught now?”
“T, the Victorious Sword? How at that age….”
The old man shook his head as if he could not believe it.
“Where is Xif?”
Raon nodded as he stabbed the Soul Chaser deeper into the old man’s crown.
“I, if you kill me, Xif will not be able to live either….”
The old man smiled forcefully as if to threaten him.
However, that was a bluff. Unlike the brainwashed martial artists, the warlocks’ will was not that strong.
“Oh, really?”
He smiled and swung the Heavenly Sword vertically.
Splash!
With a creepy sound of air bursting, the old man’s arm fell off and was embedded in the ground.
“Kyaaaaaaaaak!”
The old man screamed as he grabbed his severed shoulder.
“There is no next time.”
Raon looked at the old man with cold eyes.
“Where is Xif?”
“T, that way!”
The old man pointed to the wall on the right with his remaining arm. At his gesture, the darkness parted, and a new door opened.
“Mother.”
“Y, yes!”
Aris opened the door with his lips bleeding.
“Deputy Chief. It’s all solved… Gulp!”
The warlocks inside seemed to have frozen like statues, not knowing that the deputy chief would be taken hostage.
“Freeze all of you. If you move, the deputy chief will die.”
Raon was threatening the warlocks and shaking his head when Aris ran to the center and called out the name he had been longing for.
“Xif!”