The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - Chapter 248
Chapter 248
Raon opened his eyes wide. Sword Realm Manifestation... Just like when Rimer had caught the ancient blood ghost, a windless zone had been created on the deck.
Buwang Roman's aura and the ganggi imbued in his axe were swept away to the periphery of the windless zone.
The wind vanished, and the flow of air disappeared. A heavy pressure, as if gravity had doubled, pressed down on his entire body.
"Woooooong!"
In the circular space where everything seemed to have stopped, a green wind was born upon the sword held by Rimer. The serious resonance transmitted from the blade woke his mind.
Raon swallowed dryly while looking at the wind dwelling in Rimer's sword. Different. It was similar to the storm's eye he had seen before, but the completeness was different. The windless zone had grown more than twice as large, and the wind in the sword was compressed to the point where it was no different from the sword's edge.
The pressure transmitted, and the power of the wind raging from the sword's edge was incomparable to before.
"Gooooo!"
Roman, a warrior with the title Buwang, did not show surprise even at the perfected Sword Realm Manifestation. While feeling the pressing pressure and the dispersing aura, he curled the corners of his mouth and unleashed a stronger strike.
Rimer did not dodge either. As if intending to clash head-on, he smiled and extended the blade of wind lifted from below. The momentum to split the sky.
"CRAAAAASH!"
The crimson axe blade and the green sword edge clashed, and space twisted for a moment.
Yellow sparks covered the entire deck, and the submerged ganggi automatically rose, causing an untimely drizzle.
"RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!"
The waves caused by the two monsters spread in spirals, and the ship swayed as if it would split in half.
"Ugh!"
"Krrgh!"
"Damn it..."
"What kind of monsters are those!"
The Light Wind Squad members groaned and fell flat on the floor. They wanted to help, but they couldn't. If they moved from this position, the villagers and Garam would explode.
Raon clicked his tongue and focused his gaze. This is also a good opportunity. By observing how Roman responded to the sword realm and how Rimer concentrated the wind in the blade, he was learning a lot just from watching the frontal confrontation. He resonated the Fire Rings and absorbed all the flows with his eyes.
"SHRIIIIING!"
The axe blade and sword edge slid across in an X shape, and the powerful energy gathered in the center exploded in an instant.
"KABOOOOOM!"
An enormous explosion and roar spread throughout the river. The sound of something being shattered continued endlessly.
However, even in this midst, the deck where Rimer and Roman were standing didn't collapse. It was because the two monsters maintained the balance of power so that the ship wouldn't break.
"THUD!"
As soon as their weapons fell, Rimer and Roman stepped back one step each. The steps backward carried the weight of mountains.
"Sword Realm Manifestation."
Roman, with the axe on his shoulder, frowned.
"You used a move I didn't expect."
"If I want to live, I have to do something."
Rimer twirled his sword and turned his head. His eyes were relaxed. Full of confidence that he could fight anytime.
Is it okay? Is he holding back or really okay? Rimer looked happier than usual.
"I felt your aura. I thought you were just a useless person. It was enjoyable after all."
"That's right. I've been living quite dirty in many ways."
Rimer laughed lightly and waved his hand.
"It's been a while since my blood was stirred."
Roman grabbed the axe with both hands and swung it down. He took a stance with the lower part twisted and raised his head.
"No need for long talk. The second one is Axe of Hell's Fury."
Because it was a duel, Roman told the name of the martial art he would use.
"Whenever you want."
Rimer raised his sword he had adjusted. The stance of downward slash. It was the opposite of the stance and momentum from the first confrontation.
"Come over here."
Raon gave a nod to the Light Wind Squad swordsmen who were barely regaining their senses.
"This opportunity won't come again. Watch it properly here."
"Uuu..."
"I, I know too!"
"Yeah..."
Burren, Marta, and Runaan opened their mouths the most, but the other swordsmen crawled and barely nodded their heads.
"Even while watching such a battle, are you gaining enlightenment?"
Lector approached and smiled wryly.
"It's not so much about enlightenment as finding points to learn."
"Kru! Amazing. It's not for nothing that he reached that realm at his age!"
He sent a light clap and left. His personality was similar to Rimer's but different. As before, I couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
"RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!"
The sound of the aura distorting made him turn his head. The ganggi burning from Roman's axe gathered in one place and condensed into a crimson sphere.
Ganghwan... Ganghwan was the symbol of Grand Masters that compressed ganggi according to the mystery of martial arts to increase its destructive power and durability several times.
"Hoo..."
Rimer took a short breath, and the range of the narrowed Sword Realm Manifestation widened more than before.
"SHRIIIIING!"
A young ganghwan's energy on Roman's axe decreased, and conversely, the green wind in Rimer's sword spread a more grand light.
Roman, without caring about the reduced power this time, showed his teeth and smiled while swinging the axe up. It was a simple momentum, but inside it, unimaginable mysteries of martial arts were intertwined like spider webs.
Rimer also smiled back and swung his sword down. The blade of wind that was sharpened and sharpened again was compressed more and showed a terrifying sharpness. It was an extreme expectation filled with the will to cut.
"CRAAAAASH!"
The falling sword and the rising axe collided, filling the sky with thunder, and the river split.
The ripples of the power competition between the two monsters spread around, spewing qi that could tear the skin. Raon raised the Ten Thousand Flames Cultivation to the extreme to prevent the people behind from getting hurt.
"ROOOOOAR!"
Lector on the opposite side also erased the ripples of the battle with aura so that the attackers wouldn't get hurt.
"CRACKLE CRACKLE!"
Rimer's blade of wind poured onto the round ganghwan in Roman's axe. It twisted as if the ganghwan would burst, and the blade of wind shook as if it would break.
"KABOOOOOOM!"
With a deafening roar that could tear the eardrum, Rimer and Roman's auras twisted in an X shape and exploded.
Like meteors falling at night, the remnants of the two auras caused a fierce explosion on the river surface.
"THUD!"
Roman stepped back three steps, and Rimer four steps. The heavy steps carved dark footprints on the deck. It was an incredible control of power.
"Nice. The Light Wind of Zieghart!"
Roman smiled deeply and stabbed the floor with the axe.
"I feel like I'm back to the old days!"
"Is that so?"
Rimer laughed lightly and loosened his neck and shoulders. His expression was peaceful, as if he couldn't imagine having such a terrifying confrontation a moment ago.
"I can do more, right?"
"Can't you count? This is the second one, what are you asking."
"That's right! Now I feel like I'm seeing the Light Wind!"
Roman nodded big, satisfied. From his heavy personality, it seemed a monster obsessed with martial arts had emerged.
"However, if what you showed a moment ago is all, there is no next for you."
"Stop talking and start already. It's boring."
Rimer snapped his four fingers as if telling to fight quickly.
"Not only physical strength, but your personality seems to have returned to the past. Good."
Roman stepped back abruptly. He stood the axe upright and glared at Rimer.
"RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!"
Once again, enormous energy gathered in the axe. The volume of ganghwan doubled and began to rotate. It was an ultra-high level martial art that added the method of using ganghwan to the mystery of making ganghwan.
Insane... The martial art that made the curse come out naturally, but Rimer swung his sword with a relaxed gaze as if drinking soju.
"The last one is the Reversal of Axe and Gonghwan Strike."
With that, Roman thrust the axe. The ganghwan rising in front of the axe blade spread to both sides and spewed enormous energy. It was truly a thrust. A dark aura wave stretching forward like Heavy Heavenly Cannon.
"KABOOOOOOM!"
Roman didn't stop even after unfolding a terrifying offensive that could erase not only Rimer but also the people behind.
In the blink of an eye, he pushed the axe he was thrusting at Rimer's front. It was a subtle strike that directly hit with the wave of ganghwan.
"This ends it."
"Who decides that?"
The moment Rimer smiled, a red lightning bolt shot up on the sword edge where the green wind was burning.
"CRACKLE CRACKLE!"
The brain qi. The aura that boasts the strongest firepower among the application techniques of wind attribute surged on his blade.
"Brain qi? How did you get brain qi!"
"After being hit a lot, it became possible."
Rimer bit his lower lip and stepped on the true qi. A sword with brain qi and wind blended was thrust towards the Axe of Hell's Fury that darkened the front.
"SHRIIING!"
The aura of the two attributes gathered at the tip of the sword and created a sphere that scattered auspicious light.
Wind Thunder Light Void. The sphere that harmonized wind and brain qi became an auspicious light thread and swept the dark filled wave.
"RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!"
Blocked in front of the flash of Wind Thunder Light Void of Roman's Axe of Hell's Fury, which was about to split the river, a roar of air wave that seemed like a huge tsunami hitting the ground spread to the four directions.
The two auras that sprinkled darkness and light intertwined in concentric circles and matched endlessly. Each ate each other's aura and scattered heavy yet sharp qi waves.
"ROOOOOAR!"
The two massive auras competed and erased the dark clouds covering the sky, revealing the blue sky. Under the insanely exploding aura, the sight of clear sunlight shining was bizarre itself.
"KABOOOOOOOM!"
Rimer and Roman's auras intertwined and condensed, then exploded beyond the limit. White light rose from the space between the sword and axe, erasing everything.
* * *
Raon opened the eyes he had furrowed. The sky opened, all clouds disappeared, and the river was flowing with water level lowered by more than half.
"ROOOOOAR!"
Rimer and Roman were standing in place, both looking fine as if they hadn't fought at all.
"Three strikes."
Rimer opened his mouth first.
"I blocked them."
He smiled faintly as if it was nothing and lowered his sword.
"I won't acknowledge it."
Roman nodded his head and stabbed the ground with the axe.
"You blocked all three attacks. I lost the bet."
He accepted the defeat too refreshingly.
"Thank you for the quick acknowledgment."
"And I won't apologize for ignoring you."
Roman turned his chin slightly and continued.
"I called you a useless person, but your martial power made me recall the prime of your youth. I was impressed."
"It's still far..."
"The Sword Realm Manifestation originally is a bloodline martial art that only Zieghart's clan can use. It's not right for you, a vassal and an elf, to use it."
Rimer's mouth closed at Roman's sudden words.
"You created the Sword Realm by utilizing the extremely high wind affinity."
"You saw it well."
"By doing so, you sacrificed quite a lot."
He stroked the axe and raised his chin.
"Not only aura, mental strength, and stamina, but also stimulating the mana circuits instead of the dantian to consume lifespan."
Roman swept his gaze over Rimer's whole body and narrowed his eyes.
"Your martial power itself looks like the old days, but stability and durability are the worst. It would be painful enough to want to faint right now."
"Not at all."
Rimer twirled his sword and extended it forward.
"I can fight all day."
"Arrogance."
Roman shook his head.
"If you admit it's arrogance, just get out. Go take a nap."
Rimer waved his hand as if telling to leave quickly.
"Do I need that?"
"What?"
"Your martial power is unexpected, but all situations are favorable to us."
"What does that mean..."
"Your subordinates are in a state of depleted strength after fighting. If Lector takes on only Raon Zieghart, he can be wiped out in less than a minute. It's a chance to crush you and the sprouts of Zieghart, do you really need to go?"
Roman gave off a cold gaze as if the calculation was already over.
"You won't keep your promise?"
Rimer frowned.
"You've changed a lot since I last saw you."
"People change like flowing water."
Roman smiled without any shame.
"You..."
"Of course, I didn't plan to do this from the beginning. But seeing you, who doesn't know when the fire will go out, I can't hold back. I want to fight with my life before your time ends."
He raised the axe and pointed it at Rimer.
"If your subordinates die, you'll offer your remaining lifespan to pull up your power."
"You crazy bastard!"
"Rimer!"
Roman called Lector as if to move.
"Ah, annoying..."
Lector clicked his tongue as if pondering what to do.
"Zieghart's Light Wind. If you want to save even one, show all the things you've built."
"After that, your head will fly off?"
"Death for a warrior is always welcome."
"You filthy bastard!"
Rimer's green eyes were filled with killing intent. The chilling killing intent that felt like a grim reaper had descended squeezed the air.
"WOOOOONG!"
Young brain qi and wind surged like flames on the sword blade. Rimer's skin was parched. It seemed like he was pulling up his power to the extreme by staking his life, as Roman said.
"Uu!"
Raon furrowed his brows and pressed his temple. What was that just now... The moment he saw Rimer's skin parched, a throbbing pain in his head occurred and an image appeared.
The entire deck was filled with blood, and under it were the corpses of the Light Wind Squad scattered, and Rimer's figure collapsed like a mummy.
Is it a dream? No. There was no way.
He couldn't have fallen asleep in such a situation. This might be a warning from the battle experiences accumulated so far. If the fight continues like this, everyone will die. I have to stop it. I can't let it happen as Roman thought. I have to lead the situation from this side.
"Rimer! Move!"
"Can't help it. Everyone! Start the fight..."
Raon went ahead before Lector could come out. He held the sword in his right hand and drew the Heavenly Sky Sword with his left thumb and index finger.
"SHRING!"
Glacia was rising. Blue frost melted on the silver-white sword edge. In the dozens of lines extending across the air, the sound of elegant raindrops was contained.
Raon Zieghart Style Sword Art.
Form 4: Clear Rain.
The moment the Heavenly Sky Sword revealed the sword edge that evoked elegant trembling, dozens of bandits behind Lector all fell.
"SHING!"
A cold light flickered on the blade as it aimed at Roman.
"It won't work as you think."
Raon's pupils were dyed red with intense light.
"You are the one I will face."
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