The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 447

Episode 447

Binghyang couldn’t even leave a corpse behind and shut her mouth as she saw the bloody Marun.

‘What did I just see?’

Even in the midst of panic, Maryun unleashed an offensive that was closer to perfection than ever.

There was a demonic energy that no one could easily defeat in the ferociously extended Myokgang Ring, but Raon lightly swung his sword as if dealing with a child and broke the ring.

‘It’s so different from what I’ve heard.’

The level of Raon’s armed force delivered from the tower was Master Advanced, but looking at it now, he had risen to Master Superlative.

‘But…’

No matter how superlative the master, it didn’t make sense to kill a horse that stood on a higher level so easily. It seemed that something was out of balance.

‘Damn it.’

Because I believed in Maryun’s ability, I was focusing on restoring the barrier, but it was a big mistake.

I regretted that I had to postpone the operation of the barrier until later and stop Raon somehow by cooperating.

‘It must be difficult.’

Although he is stronger than Maryun, there is not a big difference.

He didn’t have the confidence to block Raon Sieghart’s offensive, which burned the horse with a single blow.

Fortunately, the barrier was restored while Maryun died, but it didn’t seem like it would have a big impact on that guy who had resistance to demonic energy.

“Keuuu…”

Binghyang bit her lip and raised her gaze. From the sword raised by Raon, a chilling sense of life rises up the spine.

Like I said just a moment ago, it seemed like they were going to cut it right away without thinking about holding it hostage.

‘method. Find a way to weaken him even a little… Huh?’

Biting my lip and rolling my eyes, I saw Magi shaking from the ceiling.

As the barrier was restored, the curse of resentment that had been scattered here and there was swaying again.

A considerable amount of it was burned in the flame storm caused by Raon’s intrusion into the barrier, but fortunately about half of it remained.

‘That’s it!’

I only have that curse!

Even if it’s not finished yet and only half is left, it’s a curse of resentment that he refined himself.

No matter how strong Raon was, he would not be immune to the curse as long as he was an unmanned man, so he had to use that magic to weaken his power.

oh oh

Binghyang moved her fingers with her hands behind her back to condense the curse that had spread in the air.

That Magi was made of curses, not martial arts or magic, so there was no choice but to be hit.

“Next? Your arrogance is sky-high.”

He made an angry expression and put down the curse that had been scraped up to the floor.

Whoaaaaaagh!

The curse of resentment spewed out as more than a hundred humans died became a black veil and wrapped around Raon.

“it’s okay!”

Binghyang called for joy and raised both hands.

‘If I hit it when I’m panicking… Huh?’

When Raon was crushed by the curse and couldn’t move, I tried to stop breathing, but his movement was strange.

Woo woo woo!

As he pulled out the dagger stuck in the back of his waist, the curse of resentment he had gathered began to be sucked into the blade.

“What is it…”

Binghyang widened her eyes as she saw the curse being absorbed by the dagger.

“What is that dagger again!”

A bright yellow yogi blooming from a blood-stained red dagger chewed up and swallowed all the curses of resentment towards Raon.

“I’m sorry, but clumsy curses don’t work.”

Raon cut off all the curses poured out by Binghyang and wrapped his dagger in reverse.

“Because there is a guy next to me with whom I have the deepest grudge than anything in the world.”

* * *

Raon smiled lightly as he looked down at the requiem sword that rang out in an elegant way.

‘I didn’t know it would move on its own.’

Of course, I knew that Binghyang was using the curse a moment ago.

In order not to harm the hostages or injured, I tried to hit and burn them directly, but the requiem sword asked me to pull it out.

As if he knew that curses were born out of resentment, he gently raised Yogi and absorbed all the curses of resentment emitted by dying people.

‘thanks.’

The requiem sword seems to have come forward first because it knows better than anyone about resentment and resentment.

I was grateful but felt sorry for him, so he stroked the blade of the sword.

“Did I give you enough time?”

Raon raised the jecheon sword and raised the cartoonist to the extreme. Binghyang swallowed dry saliva as the river blazed red-hot above the blade.

“Now let’s see the end. I don’t want to stay in this stinky place any longer.”

I stepped on the Taehwabo with a cold smile. Crushing the earth filled with curses and blood, he rushed toward Binghyang.

“go away!”

Even in the midst of panic, Binghyang used cold air and stepped back as if sliding on the ice.

While moving flexibly, the speed was about the same as Taehwabo.

“Do you think I will suffer like this!”

She reached out her hand, crumpling her face like a demon. A storm of cold air erupted from the center of the grip and wrapped around the body like a snake.

Quaaaaaaaa!

Even if a master class warrior protected it with strong air, the energy was so terrible that it would tear the skin apart, but apart from the stench of demonic energy, I did not feel even the slightest pain.

‘I knew it.’

Raon smiled and struck down the raised sword. The strong wind of flame emitted from the blade lightly cut away the cold storm caused by Bingyang.

“Ah…”

Binghyang’s expression is visible behind the tearing cold air. When I saw the eyes that showed embarrassment and surprise, I smiled naturally.

“I must have locked up Boo…”

“There was too little information.”

Raon leaned back and narrowed his eyes.

‘That wasn’t enough either.’

Thanks to being afflicted with the curse of Ras and the cold, he was confident in his cold resistance since he was a child.

Even the breath of cold air that Drake spewed out with all his might endured without incident, but even the cold wind storm that was poorly operated did not even send a message.

To Binghyang, whose coldness is her best weapon, she was nothing short of a natural enemy.

“This isn’t an ordinary chill, how can it be…”

Binghyang muttered incomprehensible and shook her hands. Fragments of frost fell from her fingertips and stuck to the ground.

“Even if it’s not an ordinary chill, it’s meaningless. Because cold is cold.”

I stepped on Taehwa Ibo while drawing a laugh. In an instant, he moved to the right side of Binghyang, scratched the floor, and shot strong air.

“shit!”

Even though Binghyang was shocked, her reaction was quick. Making an ice sheet, I moved to the left and built a thick wall.

Quadd Deuk!

The red-hot strong air instantly melted the wall of cold air created by Binghyang, but she had already stepped back.

“Heh uh uh…”

Binghyang let out a rough breath one after another, unaware that her long hair was attached to her face.

“It’s nice to see him lying down and snapping his fingers.”

Raon smiled as he stretched out his sword and left foot forward.

“I’ve seen everything, so let’s end it now.”

“It’s you who ends up!”

As she was about to step on Taehwabo, Binghyang screamed and reached out her hand.

Woo woo woo!

The air swayed as if it had become a lake, and hundreds of weapons made of cold air protruded.

The weapons of cold air, which even surrounded the demons and burned black, flew as if they had eyes and aimed at the neck, heart, and other vital points.

Each one was powerful enough to be no different from blowing a river.

‘I wasn’t an idiot at all.’

As soon as he noticed that the cold air itself didn’t work, he was able to adapt to the battle quickly, seeing as he wrapped his demonic energy around the cold weapon and threw it.

‘But…’

But that doesn’t make any sense.

Raon drew a circle like a windmill with the Jecheon Sword.

Quaaaaaaaa!

The stronger and stronger cartoonist rosary wall shattered all the weapons of cold air that had rushed in and moved forward.

Glenn and Lektar’s lessons strengthened not only the new swordsmanship, but also the existing swordsmanship. The realm itself is the same, but the power itself that can be used is different from before.

Whoa!

After burning the blades of cold air pouring down like rain, he rushed in front of Binghyang.

With the acceleration of Taehwa Ibo and the ferocity of the mad sword, he bent the Jecheon sword.

“Aww!”

Binghyang used the sliding foot method, but she had already seen it twice and grasped the flow.

He twisted his ankle in Taehwa Sambo and followed her by his side.

“This is it.”

“Not yet!”

As Raon was about to slit his throat, Binghyang put her hand on the floor. Of course, I wasn’t willing to surrender.

Terrible amounts of cold and demonic energy erupted from her fingers, sending waves of frost that reached from the ground to the ceiling.

‘Silver aurora?’

It was a similar operation method to Lars’ technology, the silver aurora. Of course, its power was the difference between heaven and earth.

‘Does that mean you’re going to freeze me entirely?’

It’s meaningless.

Raon laughed and used the fever of a cartoonist in the same way as Binghyang.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

A gigantic flame that melted the land stained with demonic energy rose up and subsided all the waves of cold air caused by the ice scent.

“Ah ah…”

Binghyang took a step back, her eyes quivering in the white steam. There was a muddy sound as if her back was touching the edge of the barrier.

“You said you were the sub-top owner.”

Raon approached Binghyang and twisted her chin.

“Is he targeting me?”

“…Yes.”

Binghyang bit her lip and nodded.

“Even if you survive here, you will be killed by him in the end…”

“So.”

Raon shrugged his shoulders, telling him to think freely.

“Inooh man!”

Binghyang put her hands together. A silvery glow emanated from the center of the grips facing each other. Cold and demonic energy gathered, condensed, and then shot out as a deep blue ray.

“It’s the last step.”

Raon calmly raised the jecheon sword. A reddish heat ray appeared on the silver blade, creating a terrifying force.

Comic book white flower.

red island.

The sharpest swordsmanship among the cartoonist’s swordsmanship cut through the last attack created by Binghyang.

Wow!

The beam of cold and demonic energy split and a red line was drawn on the face of Binghyang who was standing at the end.

“You, you will never…”

Binghyang couldn’t even say a will and collapsed in half.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Again, Raon lightly brushed off the blood-free Jecheon sword and put it in the scabbard.

‘It’s definitely improved.’

Thanks to Glenn and Rektar’s one-on-one lessons, the realm of swordsmanship itself has clearly changed.

I haven’t reached the wall of grand master yet, but it seemed like I could beat anyone in the master class.

“Wow ….”

“It’s a sword that I know, but I can’t see the flow.”

“What is it? The two of them are the floor masters! Why do you die so easily?”

“Why doesn’t that person stop growing…”

The Gwangpungdae swordsmen opened their eyes wide as they saw Raon, who lightly cut down two pagoda owners.

“It’s been a while since I saw you in Hahabunseong…”

Trevin couldn’t close his mouth open in surprise.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…”

“Am I really human?”

“Crazy. All I can say is that I am really crazy.”

The prosecutors at Cheoljeondae also shook their chins with ridiculous eyes as if they hadn’t thought of this situation.

“Did you buy it? Did we buy it?”

“Ah…”

“Thank you! thank you.”

The people kidnapped by the Black Tower sat down and wept.

Raon bit his lip as he saw the people trembling with their hands together.

Seeing innocent people brought as sacrifices reminded me of myself in my previous life, and my heart ached.

I wanted to get him out of here as soon as possible.

“Gather everyone.”

With a gesture, he called the light wind squad, the iron guard, and the hostages to the center.

“How are you going? The demons are all dead.”

“I didn’t leave even one because you told me to kill them.”

“Question and answer dance.”

Burren and Martha Runan shook their heads, saying that there were no demons left alive.

“are you okay.”

Raon smiled lightly as he slammed the requiem sword into the floor.

“Because this guy will eat all the demons forming this barrier.”

* * *

“Umm…”

Hyeol Woon-gyeom felt someone shake his shoulder and slowly opened his eyes.

“uh?”

In the white field of vision, I saw a man I never thought would be here.

‘Why is Baekrangdo here?’

Inside Baekkyung, Baekrangdo, an executive who is one level above him, was standing in front of him.

“Are you okay?”

“How did you come here?”

“He sent.”

Baekrangdo frowned as he looked at Hyeolungyeom’s severed arm.

“He told me to go because the weather wasn’t good, but I didn’t think it would be like this…”

He sighed, saying he hadn’t predicted this situation.

“What the hell happened? Your mission would have been to stay hidden and observe the demons coming out of here.”

“That’s right. That was all, but there was a problem in the middle…”

“Problem?”

“yes. Suddenly, Raon Sieghart appeared…”

Hyeol Woon-gyeom told Baekrang-do everything that had happened here.

“What kind of crazy people are there!”

Baekrangdo frowned, asking if Baekgeomryong was such an ignorant person.

“This is not the time to be angry. You have to step away for now.”

“No, we can’t go on like this.”

“yes? What is that…”

“Even if you were hiding in Sieghart’s realm, cutting off your arms would be too much. Baek Kyung’s pride ran. You can’t back down like this!”

He shook his head, saying that it is no longer a matter of people and people, but of power and power.

“I’ll have to pay for cutting off your arm and threatening you.”

“Oh no!”

Heolun-gyeom shook his head like crazy.

“That guy is just crazy! I can’t speak!”

He didn’t say that he had attacked first, but Baekrangdo’s attitude didn’t seem to change even after hearing that.

“You should listen to what I have to say.”

Baekrangdo grabbed the sword bottle hanging from his waist and twisted his mouth, as if he was thinking of using force.

“Ha, but…”

When Hyeol Woon-gyeom tried to shout, “Let’s leave,” bright yellow energy radiated from the center of the ice sheet.

Aaaaaaaagh!

The cracked ice sheet shook, and the black dimension opened its mouth, and swordsmen covered in blood and ordinary-looking people came out from within.

“Crazy….”

Hyeol Woon-gyeom opened his mouth wide as he looked at the Gwangpungdae.

‘Did you really kill both Ma Lun and Bing Hyang?’

Except for the swordsmen and ordinary people, Majin was nowhere to be seen. It was absurd to go into a barrier that was no different from enemy camp, kill the leader of the Black Tower, and come out.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

While looking for Raon, Hyeol Woon-gyeom screamed at his dry eyes. It had sunk heavier than when it entered, so I couldn’t even see it properly.

Baekrang-do turned his gaze as he heard Hyeol-woon-gyeom’s scream. The swordsman with blond red eyes, who can only be described as beautiful, caught my eye.

‘Is the author Raon Sieghart?’

According to the information, it was a splendid beauty that made it impossible to take our eyes off of it, but the sharp momentum in the red eyes was more impressive than the appearance.

‘I guess it’s the rumored force.’

Baekrang-do calmed down his disregard for it, tidied up his clothes, and approached Raon.

“Are you the White Sword Dragon?”

“exactly.”

Raon looked into Baekrangdo’s eyes and nodded slightly.

“I am also the White Rang of the White Whale. You said you made our children like that, so you should be paid for it.”

Baekrangdo frowned as he pointed to Hyeolungyeom whose arm had been cut off.

“You belong to Baek Kyung?”

“exactly. Since someone’s arm was arbitrarily cut off, this cannot be ignored. Regarding Sieghart…”

“Then you should come too.”

“what? Why am I following you!”

“I need to know how far you are involved in this matter. If you don’t want your arms to fly…”

Raon chewed his lips as he looked at the people who were still frightened.

“Shut up and follow me.”