The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 233
It's dark.
Everything looked black because Raon had tightly closed his eyes.
Raon narrowed his eyes.
'Is this the sword realm of Dokoe?'
Dokoe's real name was Harrian Zieghart. Originally from the Elder Council, a super expert far surpassing the Master realm. It wasn't strange that he was using a sword realm.
'But…'
I didn't know he could create such a sword realm.
The world in front of him was silent, as if sinking to the bottom of the sea, calm and still.
It was far from Dokoe's chaotic personality shown during gambling or drinking.
'Position can't be determined.'
Not only sight, but no sensation from smell, hearing, or touch.
'Can't be helped.'
Raon extended his senses using auror, which he now relied on more than eyes.
“Eh?”
Raon swallowed his dry saliva.
'What is this…'
The senses weren't moving. The auror that had left his body wasn't extending outward but dispersing like smoke. He tried again, but the auror that left his body was fixed like a stone.
'Is it because of this space?'
This dark sword realm was clearly blocking the senses.
'Then.'
Raon infused his Ten Thousand Flames aura into the Heavenly Sword. The flames that dyed the sword blade red. Unlike when using senses, there was no small shaking.
'Is it a barrier that only blocks senses?'
There was no problem with other senses.
It seemed that Dokoe's sword realm had an extreme effect of reducing senses.
'Amazing.'
Rimer had felt it when cutting the Blood Demon with it, but the Sword Realm Manifestation was truly an alien power.
- Strange barrier. The seams are crude, but the inside is full.
Wrath nodded with interest, arms crossed.
- This too, this King will solve it. Hurry up and finish so we can go eat bead ice cream...
'No.'
Raon shook his head firmly.
- Even if crude, that's from this King's level. It will take quite a while for you to dismantle and leave.
'Still, I have to do it.'
It was different from gambling or drinking. To be bold before Dokoe, I need to earn recognition with my own power.
'It won't take long. Stay inside.'
- Tsk. Useless stubbornness.
Wrath clicked his tongue and went back inside.
'He said it was escape, right.'
Dokoe told him to escape in his world, but there was no exit or way to escape here. Couldn't figure out how to get out.
"Ha."
Raon calmed his breath and gripped the Heavenly Sword.
'It's better not to move first.'
The vision was dark, senses useless, and he was in the opponent's inner room. Too disadvantageous, so moving now was a bad move.
'So…'
He needed to move.
Dokoe probably knew his reaction. It was better to move a little to understand the place than to stand still as a target.
Raon lowered his posture to swing the sword anytime, and walked slowly like a turtle.
He reduced his stride to a quarter of normal and advanced slowly.
Five steps. Ten steps. Thirty steps.
No obstacle or attack until reaching the end of the dark world. This sword space was completely empty.
'What the…'
Raon frowned. An unsettling feeling brushed his spine, different from his thoughts.
Where had Dokoe gone? Why no attacks? How was he supposed to escape?
His head was complicated with the same thoughts. 'Should I break this barrier itself?'
He thought of shattering the space itself with Glacier, Flame Dragon Form, or Heavy Heavenly Cannon, but immediately shook his head. If Dokoe appeared and attacked while using such great power, it would be hard to respond.
In this situation, the only thing he could do was move while guarding his surroundings.
His head throbbed from tension, relying only on senses. He felt dizzy from the filled darkness.
Truduk.
At the moment he returned to the starting point with his boringly slow steps, a sound of something falling on the floor was heard. Familiar. The sound of three dice rolling on a table.
After the sound stopped, on the dark floor, 5, 3, 6. Fourteen eyes appeared then disappeared.
“Fourteen?”
While guarding the ground where the eyes had disappeared, the darkness in front split like waves, revealing a huge human figure.
A wild-looking swordsman with black hair brushed behind his ear and hard muscles like flint. It was Dokoe Harrian Zieghart.
“Surprisingly fearless for someone.”
Dokoe lifted his chin and chuckled.
“Choosing to move here.”
“What was that dice just now?”
Raon gripped the Heavenly Sword loosely, ready to swing it anytime.
“That's something you have to figure out yourself.”
Dokoe lifted the corner of his mouth and raised the sword to the top.
“From now on, live as long as you can with your skills!”
He crushed the ground and charged. Dark light aura was on the blade falling, aiming at the waist.
Chwaaa!
Raon infused the seal of Mad Fang Sword into the Heavenly Sword and shot it like a whirlwind. The shockwave from the two swords was so fierce it felt like his skin would tear.
“Huep!”
Raon endured the pain and stepped forward with his left foot. He struck down with a heavy sword strike using the red flashing Heavenly Sword.
Kuuung!
The massive weight sword strike made Dokoe retreat like slipping on ice. 'Need to push more.' Dokoe was a much higher expert than him. When catching the momentum, he must push firmly.
“Ouch!”
Warm pain arose in his waist when turning his body to use the Flower Spirit. He looked aside. Blood was dripping from the long split uniform. 'What?' He had blocked it perfectly?
Unexpected situation made his vision shake. He had perfectly defended, so why was there blood from the waist?
“Can't even defend properly!”
Dokoe laughed coldly and charged. The sword thrust forward became ten, piercing the vital points of his whole body. 'Illusion!' He had heard that Dokoe's specialty was the Illusion Sword that creates illusions with the sword. It wasn't false; the ten swords without missing, emitting fierce aura.
Kung!
He stepped on the true energy. The heat-like aura from his knees rose, passed the middle dantian, and settled into the Heavenly Sword. The Ganggi flames on the sword blade spread in a fan shape, creating a circular strong shield.
Chjeojjeojjeong!
The clash of the Ganggi blade and shield caused a massive wave. In the rippling darkness, Dokoe took one step back, while Raon retreated five steps.
“Cuek…”
Raon frowned, looking down. This time, his left arm and right thigh were split, spraying blood. 'What the…' It was the targeted area, but the defense was perfect. He had blocked all visible sword strikes, and the blade hadn't touched his skin, so how did he get wounded?
Dduk dduk.
The blood falling from his waist and limbs created puddles on the floor. It seemed like his confused mind was showing plainly.
“Startled?”
Dokoe twirled his sword and smiled faintly. The smile was clear, like the one lost during gambling or drinking.
“Even though auror and sword blocked it accurately, why was it cut?”
Raon thought that.
“If you know, give a hint?”
“Can't.”
Dokoe raised the sword again.
“The one being deceived is stupid!”
Dark sword light covered Dokoe's blade. The extending sword blade unfolded like a kaleidoscope, covering the vision. 'Not simple illusion.' Dokoe used the Illusion while containing more power than Hard Sword. The continent's nickname wasn't false.
Uuuung!
Raon raised the Ten Thousand Flames aura to its extreme. Leaning his body forward, he thrust the Heavenly Sword back. The flames on the blade rose like a tsunami, roaring like a flame dragon.
Kwadududuk!
The sound like crushing iron echoed, and Raon was blown back.
“Uuuuk…”
Raon groaned, holding his shoulder. Blood spurted from his left and right shoulders. 'This is dangerous.' The shoulder was close to the neck. If pushed a little, the neck would have flown off.
He looked up at Dokoe. Eyes like a starving wolf, fierce. No thought of mercy. If he couldn't figure out the secret of this space, he might really die.
“Eyes full of fear, huh.”
He lifted his chin, enjoying the situation where he had the upper hand.
“Still can't see people, huh.”
“Don't bluff, give up. You can't escape here.”
“Give up what?”
Raon straightened his waist. He put the Cheonghonghwan received from Dorian on his finger and drew a faint smile.
“Don't chatter, come here.”
* * *
“This, what is this?”
Dorian swallowed dry saliva, looking at the dark round space where Raon and Dokoe were fighting.
“Black blade. Dokoe's Sword Realm Manifestation.”
Rimer uncrossed his arms and sighed.
“Wh-what, Sword Realm Manifestation? Dokoe using Sword Realm Manifestation?”
“Why so surprised. He's an old man originally from the Elder Council. He can use it.”
He shrugged as if it was nothing.
“Why did an Elder Council member wander around gambling and drinking across the continent?”
“Because he's not belonging to Zieghart. No, half-belonging is more accurate.”
“Eh?”
Dorian's mouth opened wide. The story was beyond imagination, he couldn't understand what he was saying.
“Why not Zieghart?”
“That's… I don't know either?”
Rimer paused for a moment, then shook his head.
“No, whether Zieghart or not, it's a serious situation now! It's a test to check power, and he used Sword Realm Manifestation! Clearly trying to take revenge for gambling and drinking!”
Dorian wanted to draw his sword to save quickly, flicks his hand.
“Wait.”
Rimer shook his head and blocked Dorian's hand trying to draw the sword.
“Dokoe is not narrow-minded. The anger released when facing Raon's sword. No intention to really attack Raon.”
“But why Sword Realm Manifestation…”
“Even after breaking the Zieghart's curse, the mind is not completely free.”
Rimer smiled with a sigh, lowering his eyes.
“He wants to see. What kind of guy the future of Zieghart is.”
“Ah…”
“Raon will get Dokoe's recognition and break through the sword realm with his own power. Believe and wait.”
He nodded with serious eyes.
“Master…”
Dorian caressed his belly pouch with an impressed expression.
“Master always thinks deeply…”
“Enough now. If stop, the Three Pledges break. Then gambling ruined, my future plan bubbles!”
He put his hands together in front of the dark curtain, knelt.
“Re Shin Raon! Rain golden rain on me!”
“……”
Dorian's round eyes filled with contempt. * * *
Raon wiped the blood flowing from his cheek with the back of his hand. 'Got hit a lot.' No place on his body without blood. The internal injury wasn't severe, but the bleeding was a lot, making his vision dizzy.
“You said that.”
Dokoe hung the sword on his shoulder and chuckled.
“Give up before getting hurt.”
“Full of selfish smile.”
“Without your face's leisure, a bit refreshing.”
He lifted his mouth happily.
“Ha…”
Raon exhaled a stale breath and lowered his head. The blood from the shoulder became threads, wetting the floor. Even with auror for hemostasis, too many wounds to stop all.
“If the wounds increase more, you'll die from bleeding.”
“It's fine. Recovery faster than others.”
“The lips that chatter also trembling. This is it. Give up.”
Dokoe aimed the sword at his heart and raised his momentum. The strong aura with killing intent became thorns pricking the skin.
“Don't know what that is.”
Raon chuckled and raised the sword. Crimson flames rose on the Heavenly Sword blade, spewing a grand sword name.
“Stupid guy!”
Dokoe disappeared into the darkness. Before one breath, a huge wave from the left. Dokoe's blade opened like a beast's mouth, shooting to tear the upper body.
Chiiing!
Holding breath, Raon drew a line with the Heavenly Sword. The fastest line. The blue light cutting the horizon of darkness swept the blade.
Kyaaaaang!
The clash of Glacier and Dokoe's Illusion caused distorted Ganggi to splash everywhere.
Chiiik!
Raon was pushed by Dokoe's great power, spinning his feet. Like a leaf on the wind, he smoothly turned and thrust the sword back.
Chjeojjeojjeong!
Continuous sounds of metal clashing, the hidden sword blade in darkness revealed.
“Indeed.”
Raon pushed away the sword aiming at his chest.
“Keeping such cute things hidden.”
He laughed coldly, turning his head aside.
“Even with defense, can be cut.”
The reason for the wound despite proper defense was this blade. Hidden in darkness, it cut when pushed or moved.
“Found one blade, already late.”
Even though saw through the trick, Dokoe's smile didn't disappear.
“Senses too dull even without using senses. Different from what heard.”
He drew thick mockery, approaching.
“Living with such stupid senses, will die screaming…”
“14.”
Raon's low voice cut off Dokoe's words.
“Inside 14 blades hidden. The 'black blade' that appears only when you swing sword.”
“Y-yes, how did you know that…”
Dokoe's smile full of leisure tore like paper. Only slightly awkward expression than usual.
“Using tricks even in sword realm, even feel respect.”
“Hmph! Even if you know, no matter.”
Dokoe frowned, aiming the sword.
“Can't avoid that blade while fighting me!”
His big body became a beam of light, charging. The dark blade twisted in curve, cutting arms and legs.
Chiiing!
Using the illusion's trick, he caught two sword strikes rising like a snake hunting prey.
Even maximizing softness, couldn't resolve all the aura in Dokoe's sword, pushed again.
Tuck!
Raon folded his shoulder, pulled his knee back, landing softly on the floor. No wound despite clashing with Dokoe.
“Eh?”
Dokoe saw Raon standing fine, shook his chin.
“W-what…”
“Blade disappears and appears, but position doesn't change.”
“…”
“Memorized all that? While fighting?”
“Blood told me.”
Raon gripped the Heavenly Sword with his hand dried with blood, red.
“Sword realm's meaning understood.”
Light in his red eyes illuminated the humid darkness.
“Let's start properly.”