The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 509

Chapter 509:

Ugh!

Merlin was the first to arrive on the hill where Raon, Orgos, and the demons of the Black Tower disappeared.

She didn’t care about defense and focused only on movement magic. She ran out of breath and scanned the area around the hill with her red eyes.

‘No….’

Raon’s presence, which he had felt just a moment ago, had completely disappeared.

‘What happened?’

We know that a large-scale teleportation was cast here. Judging by the flow of mana, it was like the magic of the Archmage Chamber, but it was probably Raon who activated it.

However, he did not leave with Gwangpungdae and stayed here. I felt a crude barrier made of blood, so I thought I just had to break through it, but just a moment ago, the traces of the barrier itself had completely disappeared.

I couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on.

Koo-goo-goo-goo!

Merlin sprayed mana in all directions. I tried to focus on finding the gap in the barrier between Raon and Orgos, but I couldn’t feel anything.

‘Does this make sense?’

I don’t know if I made a new barrier. It is unheard of and unseen to perfectly fill a crudely formed barrier. My head started pounding with anxiety.

‘no. Please…’

I want to trust Raon, but the opponent is a transcendentalist. It is impossible for him alone to deal with an opponent that he cannot defeat even if he goes out on his own. Anyway, I had to open the barrier quickly.

Crispy!

Merlin tore off his thumb with his fingernails, leaving blood on the floor. When she tried to forcibly open up the space using blood magic, waves that weighed down her heart poured out and the White Blood cult appeared.

“Merlin…”

The White Blood priest looked at Merlin and narrowed his eyes.

“You’re interfering again. Do you mean Fallen Heaven?”

“Think whatever you want.”

She flicked her hand as if contemplating killing Merlin, then stopped.

As if the priority was to find Raon before the others came, transparent blood was sprayed around.

profit.

Merlin bit his lip and opened the wound on his finger.

‘I can never get caught by that mosquito bitch.’

If the White Blood Religion Master takes Raon with him, it doesn’t end with making him an apostle.

Dissecting them in detail to uncover the secrets of their talents or brainwashing them. I had to stop it even at the cost of my life.

‘It’s better to be taken away by the Seonggeomryeon… No. I can’t give it anywhere.’

Merlin continued to search for Raon’s location, preparing various magics to fight whoever the enemy was.

Whoop whoop!

While she was looking all the way to the bottom of the hill, a red horse with a ghost lance on it ran through the air like the ground and charged at the white blood priest.

“If you pull out the spear, you have to see the end!”

The ghost spear condensed the powerful energy swirling on the spear blade into one point and shot it out. A terrifying spear pierced the night sky thickly.

“Go away.”

The white blood priest frowned and drew a semicircle with the back of his hand.

The transparent blood fading in the moonlight collided with the ghost spear’s aura, causing a huge explosion.

Wow!

The feast of the two transcendentalists explodes, and the surge of indigo thunderbolt sinks beneath the black air waves.

The Holy Sword Master had arrived. The figure of him riding the black sword with his hands behind his back was revealing his nickname as the god of the dark night sword.

“Hmm….”

Seonggeomryunju untied his hands behind his back and looked down at the blood-soaked hill.

“It’s gone.”

He, too, narrowly frowned as if he hadn’t caught on to Raon and Orgos.

It was Limer and Cheryl who reached the hill following the Holy Sword Master. The two of them looked at the hill where no one could see and bit their molars.

“It’s the blood of the windmills and the neutral forces…”

Sheryl let out a rough breath as she looked at the blood that seemed to spread more widely than her eyes.

“Damn it!”

Rimmer stamped his foot wildly. Blood that hadn’t hardened yet rose to the sky.

“hmm?”

His eyes widened as he stared at the floor.

“This is…”

Rimmer reached into the bloody water and pulled out a ring that had been split in half.

“Raon’s ring?”

Cheryl swallowed dryly as she looked at the ring on Rimmer’s hand.

“As expected, that gigantic magic earlier was teleportation.”

“I didn’t call the head of the household, but sent a windmill. It must have been to save the injured…”

“But why didn’t you lose!”

“Perhaps he was trying to draw attention to Orgos so he wouldn’t interfere with the magic.”

The two realized what choice Raon had made because they knew the ability of the ring. I felt sick to my stomach at that childlike choice and felt powerless in my shoulders at being unable to help.

“Then where did Raon go?”

“I think the Blue Flame Demon has set a barrier.”

Cheryl looked around quickly and wrinkled her nose.

“It felt crude to say that Orgos unfolded it.”

Rimmer shook his head as he turned to the other side of Cheryl.

While the two were trying to figure out what had happened after Raon sent the Gwangpungdae, the Emperor of Comedy and the Evil Sword Demon descended from the top of the hill.

After that, the dragon hyeon sword master and two apostles arrived.

oh oh oh!

As the protagonists gathered, a quiet tension rose over the blood-soaked hill.

“Comedy.”

Seonggeomryeonju twisted his mouth as he saw the comedian frowning.

“There is a black pagoda owner in Cameloon. Is that your skill too?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

The Comedian shrugged his shoulders with an expression as if he knew.

“Hmm?”

As Seonggeomryeonju gestured, the black sword under his feet soared into the sky.

“Since it’s boring to stay still, let’s play a little more until Raon Sieghart and Orgos show up.”

“Didn’t you come to save Raon Sieghart?”

“I would like to do it if possible, but there is no one. I hate wasting energy on crap.”

A stream of red air rose above his eyes.

“Let’s start the second round.”

* * *

Wow!

Lars crushed the head of Orgos in his hand. Blood and demonic energy soaked his hands.

“It’s been a long time since I put too much energy into my body.”

Looking at the body of Orgos, who did not collapse even after his head was ripped off, he raised his eyebrows.

“You held up well.”

“Ugh…”

Orgos’s head rose slowly as blue flames burned from his neck.

Lars narrowed his eyes as he watched Orgos’ head being created.

‘The ability to regenerate.’

It’s a high-ranking demon level ability.

I didn’t miss Orgos. He killed it for sure, but he had the ability to survive even if his head was ripped off.

that buck

As he approached Orgos, who was dripping with sweat on the back of his hand, he turned his chin to one side.

“There must have been a worm that grew thick behind you guys.”

The stench of Grid wafted from the demonic energy that Orgos felt as he urgently regenerated his neck. I wondered where he had built up that level of magic, but it seems to have been the seed of Grid.

“Ugh…”

Orgos stepped back, biting his pale lips.

“Who are you! I’ve never heard of a guy like you!”

Even the owner of the tower had never felt such a sense of intimidation that weighed down the soul and body. I didn’t know that I would feel the fear I would have felt only when I faced ‘him’ from such a young person.

‘human?’

Is it human right?

Her long hair, with sky blue eyes, changed color from time to time, and her skin was as transparent as if it had never been exposed to sunlight.

Her outrageous temperament is revealed in her appearance with nobility and elegance. Before questioning whether it was a man or a woman, I wondered if I was a human being.

“Where is La Raon Sieghart…”

“The original king doesn’t take questions.”

Lars raised his blood-soaked hand with dry eyes.

“The original king is the one who asks questions.”

He laughed and folded his hand like turning a doorknob. Orgos’s mouth, which had asked a question a moment ago, was torn out with his slender fingers.

“Turn it off!”

Orgos grabbed his broken scepter and knelt down. His mouth was broken, so even his screams sounded grotesque.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been angry with the king’s subordinates.”

Lars approached the trembling Orgos on his knees.

“The king’s purse had broken limbs, his eyes had been plucked out, and the one with no talent had one arm burned. And…”

He faced Orgos’ fluctuating pupils, revealing his white teeth.

“Ice Cream Girl has a hole in her stomach. I will engrave all that pain into your soul and body.”

Lars flicked his finger lightly as if pointing to something.

Deud deude deuk!

Orgos’s arms twisted and tore like washed laundry.

It’s not a special skill. He only ripped off his arm with the energy of his condensed anger.

“Quaaaaaaagh!”

Orgos, whose mouth had been regenerated, looked up at the ceiling of the barrier and screamed.

“It’s too early to scream.”

The light shimmering above Lars’ azure eyes was dark blue anger. The pain of the mad wind burned like a burn in his eyeball.

“Aaaaaagh!”

Orgos screamed and stepped back. Blue flames gushed over his regenerated hands, as if the pain had overcome fear.

“Die!”

Two streams of blue flames were fired in the form of arrows. The power of the transcendent was contained in the two flaming darts rushing faster than sound.

Lars was neither nervous nor sneering. He shook his hand lightly with calm eyes as if he was enjoying a nap.

Whoa.

The fog of frost that bloomed on his fingers froze the approaching arrow of blue flames.

Poududeuk!

The pieces of flame that fell to the floor broke apart with a goosebumps sound.

“How are you?”

Orgos’ eyes fluttered like the wings of a frightened butterfly.

‘Is this possible…?’

It’s not just a flame, it’s a blue flame drink that brought blue flame to its limit. It was hard to believe that the fastest and most effective killing technique among his own seasons had frozen in an instant.

‘I have to run away!’

That’s not something you can win. A disaster-like existence. It was to be avoided rather than confronted.

Orgos raised the remaining Blue Flames and slammed them on the floor.

Aaaaaaagh!

A colossal explosion erupted, but the icy floor only had very fine cracks.

“What is this…”

“You still don’t know the subject. Did you think that someone like you could break the barrier of the main king?”

Lars shook his head, pointing to the blue world tree behind him.

“How far did you go? Because I don’t remember. start all over again.”

Before the words reached Orgos’ eardrums, both of his arms were pulled out again.

“Quaaaaaagh!”

“It’s a toy that fixes itself well. Not bad.”

Lars bowed in front of Orgos. He grabbed the fleeing guy with an intangible demonic weapon and stretched out his fingers toward his pupils.

“This time, it’s up to the eyes.”

“Ah ah ah ah!”

* * *

It feels like floating on the sea.

I didn’t feel the heaviness of my body, and the freedom of my soul tickled my heart.

Raon raised his heavy eyelids, frowning at the thin tinnitus ringing in his ears.

“Stop that! Please stop!”

The first thing you see is Orgos. The fear-mongering Transcendentalist was screaming in a corner.

The one standing in front of him is Lars. The guy was piercing a black hole in Orgos’ stomach as he had seen in the world of images.

“You just woke up.”

Lars rolled his eyes back and clicked his tongue briefly.

“You are always slow.”

-Are you talking to me?

“Then, who else is here besides you?”

He didn’t care about Orgos in front of him and the demons who couldn’t move behind him and started talking to him.

“Thanks to you, who rolls his head well, I was able to keep my sanity except for the first time.”

Lars laughed, saying he had thought of this method well.

“But it would be better to think deeply when rewriting. you will lose a lot again It’s not like you can write just because you want to.”

I know that, but revenge was just more important.

“Anyway, thanks to you, I was able to repay this bug for the pain the king’s servants suffered.”

I could tell that without listening to Lars. Orgos had his eyes gouged out, his limbs ripped off, and his stomach had five holes in it.

-hmm?

Raon looked at Orgos’ body and frowned.

‘Is it a supernormal ability of regeneration?’

Orgos’ broken body began to heal slowly. The arms and legs that had been ripped off were attached, and the flesh rose from the hole in the stomach. It was a regenerative power that surpassed even the Troll Lord.

However, his energy was greatly diminished. It looked like he was forcibly filling his flesh with magic.

“Do you remember when the king said your flowers aren’t real?”

-flower? Alas

. I muttered.

“I’ll show you what’s real.”

Lars spread his hands. As if sympathizing with the rage that still hasn’t subsided, shimmering pieces of frost come to mind.

In the ice cubes that unfolded like a dream, talkative flower buds rose up.

Ice flowers bathed in moonlight bloom while spawning the brilliant Seogi.

Thousands and tens of thousands of snow flowers that have bloomed splendidly to the last leaf like hian flowers, blowing in the wind. No, it became an incalculable piece and covered the barrier.

Lord of Wrath’s Decisive Battle.

Long story short.

It’s not like a strong force.

The blades of frost, each with the will of anger, cut countless slashes.

The sound is erased in the blue moonlight.

Everything inside the barrier exploded into a magnificent blue light after being sucked into the slash.

“Oh I am…”

Orgos’s body melts over the calmly submerged petals. An alien power that erases the effect of infinite regeneration itself. Even the demons behind them were erased without leaving a drop of blood.

‘This is real…’

Raon swallowed dryly. He realized that the flower he saw now was the ultimate meaning of Hwaryeong that he had to pursue.

“Flowers have to be treated delicately.”

Lars waved his hand lightly. With her transparent hand, as if the moonlight was shining through, she brushed up her bangs, which were still undisturbed.

“You ignorant bastard.”

* * *

“No way…”

Seonggeomryeonju twisted his mouth as he watched the comedy festival.

“You’re not running away just because you don’t have the truth, right?”

“If there’s a battle here, Owen’s kingdom will intervene, right?”

The Comedian turned his gaze away from the Seonggeomyeonju and looked at Cameloon.

“You are greatly mistaken. When Mukgeomjon comes, I’m welcome. Because I want to see how much he has improved.”

Seonggeomryeonju seemed like a person who was crazy about swords and didn’t think of the back.

“So what? Even if you run away, I have no intention of letting you go.”

“Lyeonju-nim is really misunderstood.”

The Comedian stretched out his hand into the air. The formations that entwined the sky of Varene were forming again along the constellations.

“My method can be practiced anywhere.”

It was possible to move with Jinbeop and it was obvious that Mukgeomjon would arrive, so he followed him all the way here. Without this kind of insurance it would never have come.

‘Once you complete the truth. Until another transcendent comes…ah?’

It was when the Comedian was changing plans. A blue glow appeared in the sky where the formation was forming, and the dimension split into a long one.

What a bummer!

There was a roar that seemed to shatter the space, and the flow of the jinbeop was tangled and crushed.

All humans, including the Emperor of Comedy, the Master of Holy Swords, and the Master of Baekhyeol, raised their heads with pale faces.

Above the high expanse, where a person appears as a dot. Someone with long blue hair was stepping on a lofty star.

A thin wrinkle appeared between the brow of the comedian.

‘What is that again?’

It doesn’t look right. It was impossible to properly judge what it was because of its huge presence.

It seemed as if a catastrophe was about to erupt into human skin.

“Huh…”

“That’s…”

Even the Seonggeomryeonju shed an empty wind as if she couldn’t believe it.

The blue demon king looked down at the human transcendentalists and shook his head.

“It’s snowing.”

The Reincarnated Assassin is a Swordsman Genius Chapter 509

Author Lee Ant

Publisher Daon Creative

Planning / Editing / Producer Taehyun

Kim Cover Alter

ISBN 979-11-6730-123-9 (05810)

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