The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman chapter 406

Episode 406

The sky was dyed black, and not a single star, let alone the moon, could be seen.

As I inhaled thickly, I felt a different air from before.

It was not the stuffy, sticky air filled with the aura of death, but a pleasant breeze that was cool and warm.

As I calmed my mind and lifted my head slowly, I saw a man’s back. A swordsman with impressive blonde hair contrasting with silver armor. He was Sieghard’s first head of household.

Was it also a sign of that person?

As soon as I saw the sword marks drawn on the pillars, I felt familiar, but as expected, it seems that they were the sword marks left by the first head of the family.

Are you a little young?

Unlike the previous one, the short haircut is impressive. The face still cannot be seen properly, but it feels younger than when I saw it in a dungeon or a cave in Jungmujeon.

After confirming Sieghard’s ancestors, he looked to the side. A blue-haired swordsman in a yellow uniform was holding a sword with both hands.

Then this is the Aryan family’s invitation.

Wendy’s blue hair and slender eyes are similar to Ariane’s. Because of their resemblance in appearance, she may have inherited the spirit of the Aryan family.

Finally, he looked up to the sky.

Ark Rich, clad in robes as dark as the night sky, and holding a staff studded with charred beads, looked down at the two of them.

The over 30 Death Knights and Banshee beneath him showed their dark flesh towards the ancestors of Sieghard and Aryan.

This is the situation.

It was the battle that Judiel had heard of, the first head of the Sieghart family and the first head of the Aryan family, who killed Ark Lich in the Swamp of Death.

When the Arch Lich raises his staff, countless circles of black magic sprout from the sky and the earth. Dark magic that came out of the magic circle poured down on the two warriors.

The ancestors of the Sieghart family followed the footsteps of leaving a red footprint and pulled out a sword like a thunderbolt. The flames that burned over the blade lightly burned the Death Knight and Banshee.

The ancestors of the Aryan family summoned a blue storm with their green sword, torn apart the magic and magic circle created by Arch Lich.

Ark Richie panicked and stepped back. Its back touched the black temple where the energy of death burned.

The pillar I saw was the remains of that temple.

The three pillars embedded in the swamp were so large that I thought it was strange, but it seems that they were the pillars of the temple where the demons were enshrined.

Arch Lich quickly re-summoned the Death Knight using his staff and the power of the temple, and fired stronger black magic, but the two warriors seemed to have loosened up and erased the undead and magic faster than before.

As soon as Sieghart’s ancestors slashed the last remaining Death Knight, they broke through the swamp and leapt to the Arch Lich.

Ark Lich created a black shield by using the energy of death as it is, like a ghost, but it was not able to stop the flame of Sieghart’s ancestor’s sword and it was split like a piece of paper.

Sieghart’s ancestors did not stop and went ahead and ripped Ark Lich’s chest, and Aryan’s ancestors shot a strong air loaded with blue wind and cut Ark Lich’s head.

perfect victory. The two warriors achieved an elaborate passing technique without any dialogue or gestures. Thanks to the countless number of knocks, it felt like I was watching a gwangpungdan who understood each other’s feelings just by looking at each other’s eyes.

However, Sieghard’s ancestors and Aryan’s ancestors did not lower their swords. The two frowned as they looked at the Ark Richie floating in the air even though their necks and chest were split.

Arch Lich began to create a giant sphere of morale using his own body as a medium by collecting the beads of his staff and the energy of death in the temple. self-destruct. It was the will to kill the two warriors, even if they burst all the scams here.

The ancestors of the Sieghart family threw their swords at the sphere. The breath of flames extending from the center of the swordsman, Yeomryonggyeol. However, even the roar of the fire dragon could not penetrate the sphere where the morale was concentrated and scattered in vain.

The ancestors of the Aryan family also fired a series of sharp winds in the shape of a sickle, but they could not separate the growing sphere of morale.

Ark Richie’s dropped neck giggled and laughed at the two of them.

The ancestors of the Sieghard family and the Aryan family spoke for the first time and nodded.

The ancestors of the Aryan family held the sword with both hands and drew the wind that spread around them. The wind that followed the sword became thicker and thicker, breaking the aura of death and opening the way to the black sphere.

The ancestors of the Sieghard family seemed to be enough, and took a break and stepped footsteps. A smooth red river burns from the blade as white as a snowfield.

He pressed the ground with his left foot and thrust his sword forward. Dozens of red rays shoot up from a single blade and stab the black sphere.

thirty six. The flames that suppressed the thirty-six defenses with one sword engulfed the black sphere.

Don’t fall for it!

The black sphere tried to inflate it somehow as if it were rebellious, but the thirty-six flames created by Sieghard’s ancestors received the power of the sea-blue wind from behind and crushed the black sphere.

Aaa

Like a pumpkin wrapped in chains being crushed, the black sphere was crushed by the power of fire and wind, causing a huge explosion in the air. The shock wave that extended to the back destroyed even the Temple of Death.

Sieghard’s ancestors drew their swords diagonally towards the falling Arch Lich. It didn’t even leave a scream and died out as ashes.

He turns his head slightly. When he met his red eyes that seemed to be burning with flames, the pain of burning his head and the magic of swordsmanship he had seen a while ago were drawn.

It was also the swordsmanship of a manga artist.

But it wasn’t just that swordsmanship. It touched my skin that the swordsmanship techniques that could achieve that sword had grown further.

The ancestor of the Sieghard family nodded slightly. I wasn’t looking at this, but it was a gesture I was making for the ancestors of the Aryan family, but it seemed like I was asking if I could do it.

of course.

As I nodded that I could do it, darkness illuminated my eyes more than before, and I heard a beeping noise in my ear.

“… On.”

“Laon!”

As I blinked, I saw Limer beckoning.

“What the hell are you thinking! One o’clock is urgent!”

He pointed to the black sphere, saying we should do it quickly before it’s too late.

“Uh… .”

Raon followed Limer’s hand and raised his head. It seems that it has been less than 10 seconds since I fell into a trance, but the sphere of morale was inflated as if it was covering the sky.

– You guys.

When he bit his lip, Lars popped out and poked his face in.

-Where have you been?

‘What?’

-I’m asking where you ate and what made you stronger again!

Lars looked at Raon and sharpened his teeth.

‘What the hell is this guy!’

It’s annoying to fall into a trance without a break, but sometimes it disappears as a soul and reappears with a stronger attack. This damn bastard grew up in less than 10 seconds and came back.

– Another hogu is spreading!

‘Hogura… .’

Raon raised his hand to the sky and smiled softly.

‘Someone in the sky keeps telling me if I’m pretty.’

-Survey, you’re even eating the hypocrites in the heavens! that… .

‘that?’

-Is that a good thing?

Lars suddenly nodded, saying it’s okay to eat those guys.

“Laon.”

Remer approached me when I shook my head at Lars’ reaction, which was different from what I expected.

“Have you got the ring that Chamber-sama gave you?”

“yes.”

“Let’s write that. Now that’s the way… no. I think he might be there.”

Limer did not point to the ring, but raised her head.

“hey! There is nothing to inspire! Come out and help!”

He screamed in a voice loaded with aurors, but no one showed up.

“What are you doing?”

“madam! I thought I’d definitely come, but I can’t help it. ring… .”

“It’s done. I’ll take care of it, just help me.”

Raon shook his head, caught his breath, and rotated the ring of fire. The ringing of the ring revolving around the heart awakened the mind.

“Yes, you handle it?

“Yes. I think I can call. I just need some help.”

He gestured to Wendy Aryan, who was watching here.

“Wendy!”

“Eh?”

Wendy opened her eyes like a rabbit in shock as she hadn’t even thought that she would be called.

“Please come this way!”

“Ah yes!”

Despite the fact that she might die soon, she did not hesitate and ran over this way.

“Is there any martial arts that divide the energy with the wind in the Aryan family’s swordsmanship?”

“Bar, there is a herbivore called the way of the wind. But how did Raon… .”

She is not an offensive swordsman, nor has she ever used it in front of Raon, so she tilted her head, asking how did she know.

“Please open the way to that sphere of fraud with that sword. and… .”

Raon beckoned to Limer.

“Danju, please help Wendy-sama. You should be able to do it.”

“Uh… .”

Limer wiped the back of his hand with the sweat dripping down his chin and wiped his mouth.

“I’m having a hard time right now… .”

He shook his head, saying he was tired of fighting too much.

“How many fights have you already been exhausted and panting like a puppy? When I get back, I need to do some physical training.”

“Eh? How much stamina and aurors are the real swordsmen… .”

“Because I don’t know. If you can’t do this, go back and get ready to climb the cliff with the kids.”

“Shut up!”

When Raon returned what Limer had said, his complexion became as pale as a blank sheet of paper.

“Hell bastard… .”

“You are the one who raised me like this.”

He waved his hands forward and stood in front of the black sphere.

“Well… .”

Wendy looked at Raon’s back and trembled.

‘Can I?’

like me?

Raon said he was asking for it, but he wasn’t confident enough to properly open the way to the wind. It’s not because I didn’t practice. I wondered if I could take part in such an important moment when even one mistake could kill everyone.

‘I don’t think I can… .’

My hands are trembling and my heart is pounding wildly. I couldn’t even remember how to wield the sword, let alone the way of the wind. My head feels empty.

As he was about to tell Raon that he couldn’t, he looked back.

“A thousand years ago. Out of this place, your ancestors have parted the darkness. Now it’s our turn.”

He smiled softly as if he knew everyone’s nervousness.

“Wendy Aryan. You are the only one in the Aryan family who succeeded in the will of your ancestors. I could.”

Raon didn’t even listen to Wendy’s answer, and looked forward again. The unshakable back spoke of trust.

“Do not worry too much.”

As Wendy’s trembling subsided little by little, Limer approached her side.

“If that cheeky subordinate says he can do it, it means he can do it unconditionally. Don’t be pressured, just do what you normally do.”

He smiled coolly, telling him to relax.

“ah… .”

Thinking that a rare genius called the White Sword Dragon believed in him, he felt relieved as if the thick rope that held his chest had been cut. Not all tremors have subsided, but the feeling of making a mistake has definitely subsided.

“Okay, I’ll start.”

Wendy bit her lip and swung her sword vigorously. A gust of wind from the silver blade created a sea-colored path to the black sphere.

Cheeky!

However, due to Wendy’s lack of power, the road was not completed and twisted as if it were crushed. When the blue wind was about to be pushed away by the energy of death, a rust wind blew and supported it.

Whoo woo woo!

Remer. He clenched his teeth and cut the flow of morale with a sword wrapped in rust. The thin green wind in the blade soared like a dragon’s volcanic cone, piercing the path of Wendy’s wind.

Chee hee!

The two winds twisted and opened a gentle wind path to the Black Sphere.

“Danju has been lying down for a long time, so it’s okay to fall out of your spine.”

Raon approached the black sphere and closed his eyes. What I pictured in my head is the sword of Sieghart’s first sage that I saw a while ago. It was an absolute martial arts that occupied 36 defenses at the same time.

‘It’s impossible for me to follow it as it is.’

Because the Gaju I saw today is stronger than I am now.

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No, apart from being strong and weak, it is impossible to perform the absolute martial arts I saw for the first time today without any practice, even with the ring of fire.

‘so that… .’

You should help too.

He smiled as he fixed the Requiem Sword in his left hand.

Woo woo woo!

Raon stood in front of the black sphere, listening to the pleasant cries of the Requiem Sword.

“You cheeky bastard! I’m really going from now on!”

“Aaah!”

With the spirit of Limer and Wendy, the energy of death was completely pushed away, and the path of the emerald wind to the black sphere was opened.

Bullfight!

Raon stepped forward enough to make the earth resonate, drawing out all of the manga artist’s energy remaining in the danjeon. He endured the pain of burning mana circuit and took the flag-of-arms ceremony of the first Caesar he saw in trance.

A perfect break with neither excess nor deficiency. Two swords placed in front of Danjeon were fired at the same time. A breath of flame dwells over the Jecheon Sword and the Requiem Sword, which have turned into rays of light.

Cartoonist Hundreds.

Red Island thirty-six.

Eighteen each of the smooth flames soaked in the blades engulfed the spheres of condensed morale.

Goo country!

Like comets running through the night sky, thirty-six flame streams encircled the black sphere, creating tremendous pressure.

Cheeky!

However, the morale contained in the black sphere was so huge that it did not melt easily.

‘Not yet.’

You can’t give up like this. He poured out all the remaining energy while operating the cartoonist and the ring of fire to the extent that his heart and heart were pounding.

Puddy Duck!

Blood gushed from his nose and mouth, and his bones and skin stinged like smashing, but he bit his lip and took it one step further.

Whoa ah ah ah!

The wind created by Wendy Aryan and Limer also grows stronger. It was a warm wind that pushed her back.

It is the wind that makes fire.

Red flames and blue wind blended together like gears interlocking, and the lines of flames of thirty-six grains of red island grew thick.

Googooing!

A gigantic flame crushed the sphere of morale and began to ignite the aura of death within.

“Ahhh!”

Raon squeezed his muscles and auras to the last drop, melted the black sphere as much as possible, and threw it into the sky.

Kuwaa!

The sphere of flame, which became so small that the black energy was invisible, exploded and caused a huge explosion.

“Ha ha… .”

Raon lowered his sword only after seeing the dark red energy pouring down like cherry blossoms.

‘finished… .’

I was able to cleanly dispose of the sphere thanks to all my energy. Perhaps because of the aftermath of a huge force, the three pillars that had given me enlightenment crumbled to dust.

‘thank you.’

He bowed his head, thinking of Sieghard’s ancestors and Ariane’s ancestors.

“Whew… .”

When I woke up with a sigh, Limer ran to me.

“What is that swordsmanship again? Is this your first time seeing it?”

He shrugged, asking if he had made swordsmanship again.

“thank you. Lord.”

Raon looked down at the sweat running down Limer’s forehead and closed his eyes. It was troubling, but it was clear that he did his best to help.

“Ah, I have to do this as a single drinker. Instead, I’m really powerless now. You carry me and go to the Aryan family.”

“Oh, come to think of it, why are you late… .”

I try to tell Limer why he came so late, but my vision blurs. When I saw the blue screen, a message seemed to come to mind, but I was not in the mood to look at it.

“Is it? child… .”

Raon lost his mind while chasing Limer’s perception and fell backwards.

“Ugh!”

Limer smashed the floor and ran to catch Raon, who was collapsing.

‘I’m exhausted.’

Raon was in a state of fainting by using all of his stamina and aura without leaving a single drop.

“It was a lot of work.”

Limer gently patted Raon on the back. He smiled at the disciple who was too big to hold on to now.

“Thanks to you, everyone survived.”

It’s sincere. If it wasn’t for Raon a little while ago, everyone here would have been in danger.

As promised, he completely blocked the aura of death. He was always a reliable disciple.

“Thanks to you, I’ve been swinging my sword as much as I can in a really long time. It was fun. It felt like going back in time.”

Limer made a small bow to Raon with warm eyes.

“Thank you.”

my little king