The Genius Swordsman Faces the Archangel
Raon exhaled deeply, lowering his sword and shield.
‘I’m going all out from the start.’
Azazel had said Uriel wasn’t at full power. Honestly, if this wasn’t full power, what was? But it didn’t matter now.
‘Whatever it takes, I have to endure.’
Even if Uriel’s power was depleted, if I fought clumsily, my head would fly first. I had to endure at full power, lure Uriel into losing power, then escape after getting what I wanted.
[Raon!]
Evelyn called out Raon’s name in her doll with such force it was about to shatter.
[If I run now, it’s fine! I can do it!]
She moved her doll’s hand, saying she could open a way to escape Uriel now.
-That’s right!
Wrath clapped his hands loudly.
-You brought that witch along to prepare for any unknown situation, didn’t you!
He wagged his tail, urging to run away now.
‘Not yet.’
Raon shook his head firmly at Azazel.
‘We came this far, I can’t just run away without getting anything.’
If I retreat here, I can’t weaken Uriel, nor learn his weakness. And I’d lose Azazel as an ally. I couldn’t run now.
[I understand! Then call me if needed!]
Evelyn said she trusted Raon and raised her fist energetically.
-Insane guy...
Wrath shook his head in disbelief.
-You’re already a crazy guy who came out of the womb, you idiot!
He gnashed his teeth, saying he couldn’t understand at all.
Whoosh!
Uriel, no longer waiting, pointed his flaming sword at Raon’s heart.
“Die.”
The moment the crimson flames rising like a dragon from his sword fell toward Raon.
Whoosh!
Darkan, deeply bowing, leaped forward in front of Raon. He pushed the sword out of the sheath with his left thumb, then gripped the hilt with his right hand.
“Kahaha!”
At the moment the red flames approached, Darkan put strength in his right hand and drew the sword. Battōjutsu. The fastest sword technique from ancient times, now at absolute speed, unfolded from the blind swordsman.
Whoosh!
Darkan’s black sword spewed black aura and slashed through Uriel’s flames.
“Good sword qi!”
He smiled widely, pleased with Uriel’s sword qi.
“I thought it smelled like a blade!”
Darkan smacked his lips, saying Uriel’s sword had a faint scent of blade.
“It doesn’t seem like a simple sword technique, but I like that too!”
He slung the sword with remaining flames on his shoulder and looked up at Uriel for the first time.
“Come again.”
Despite his blind eyes, Darkan drew a thick smile as if he could see Uriel. He flicked his fingers, treating the archangel as a mere mortal.
“Even a bug barks well.”
Uriel lifted his sword without a trace of excitement, as if proving he was an archangel.
Swoosh!
The moment his sword fell as if floating in the air, space… no, the world split.
Crack!
The original world where Mount Melvin existed was torn away, and the world burning with crimson flames appeared, the heavens and earth burning red. The crimson hell that burned everything unfolded.
“Kuhuhu…”
Darkan, not surprised even by Uriel’s divine might beyond martial concepts, gripped his black sword with both hands, chattering. He called forth pitch black darkness above the blade and stabbed it toward the hell of flames Uriel had laid out.
Crack!
Darkan, having surpassed the soul eaten by Derus Robert and reached a new realm, thrust with his black sword and pierced through Uriel’s hellfire.
“Haa…”
Raon let out a dry laugh while watching the clash between Uriel and Darkan.
‘This is ridiculous.’
Having sensed Uriel’s presence, I expected some power, but I didn’t think Darkan would laugh and endure it. Every time I saw him, he amazed me.
-Hey, idiot.
Wrath narrowed his nostrils shortly.
-That guy is excited because Uriel drew his sword and is going crazy!
He frowned, saying Darkan was excited and couldn’t control his strength.
‘Indeed, it looks that way.’
Raon nodded, watching Darkan chop through the flames roughly.
‘His Mind Sword seems not fully recovered yet.’
Darkan had his Mind Sword shattered because he fought Derus Robert and his soul was eaten. His physical power was stronger, but his Mind Sword hadn’t returned yet.
‘Still, I have to fight together.’
Raon breathed in and out, tucking his sword behind his left shoulder and shield behind his right waist.
Kugugugugu!
Without missing the moment Darkan cut Uriel’s flames, he stepped on Taehwa Footwork’s supreme harmony.
Whoosh!
Piercing through the air as if folding space, he advanced and stood in front of Uriel.
“You…”
Before Uriel’s eyes turned back to him, Raon crossed his sword and shield and swung them.
Whoosh!
Ten Thousand Flames’ Red Flash and Revolving Heaven. Golden flames denser than flames, aiming at Uriel’s chest and neck simultaneously.
But the blades of sword and shield didn’t pierce Uriel’s skin.
Zzzzt!
Uriel’s ring of flames on his shoulder automatically rose and blocked the sword and shield.
“Kuh…”
Raon bit his lip and added strength to sword and shield, but the ring of flames protecting Uriel didn’t cut at all.
‘What’s this?’
It was astonishing that even my full power sword didn’t enter, and a dry laugh came out.
-That’s the Flame of Judgment too.
Wrath frowned at the flames blocking sword and shield.
-While Uriel can’t respond, he protects his master. Of course, there’s almost no one who can’t respond.
He clicked his tongue, saying Uriel deliberately didn’t block even though he recognized Raon’s sword strike a moment ago.
“Unfortunate.”
Uriel looked at Raon with eyes like looking at a bug and extended the blade of flames.
“To kill you…”
Raon smirked and took a step back.
“You don’t need to worry!”
After bracing his body to land on the ground, avoiding the flames’ sword, he stepped on Taehwa Footwork in the air again and leaped toward Uriel.
“Hm.”
Uriel frowned, not expecting Raon to charge again, and swung his sword down.
Chiaaang!
Raon stepped on Taehwa Three Steps in the air. With graceful steps like flowing water, he dodged the flames and thrust sword and shield at Uriel.
Kyaaang!
But again, the Flame of Judgment on Uriel’s shoulder moved and blocked the sword and shield.
“Let’s see if this can be blocked too.”
Raon curled his lips and swung sword and shield simultaneously. The two swords didn’t move as one like before, but unfolded different flows. Mad Fang Sword and Snow Wind Sword Art. Not a fixed form, but the sensory sword that took the most appropriate movement at that moment stretched like a fierce beast’s fangs.
Kyakyakyya!
The sound of countless collisions between sword and shield in Raon’s hands and the Flame of Judgment echoed like crushing iron. Even though it was a sensory sword without flow, the Flame of Judgment didn’t give any opening.
“Pathetic.”
Uriel shot the blade of flames at Raon with slightly irritated eyes. The moment the huge flame was about to swallow him. A great roar came from below.
“Don’t forget me!”
Darkan burst into laughter, leaped into the air, and brought down his black sword burning with night-like darkness toward Uriel.
Kwaaaang!
Uriel’s flames shot at Raon were blocked by Darkan’s blade and scattered in the air.
Chiaaang!
Raon didn’t miss the gap and continued focusing on Mad Fang Sword and Snow Wind Sword Art. Two sword arts that existed only in the moment, not forms, sharpened and sped up like a beast growing by eating prey.
Zzzzt!
At first, the Flame of Judgment, which easily followed the sword technique’s flow, couldn’t keep up with the breath.
‘Now!’
Raon didn’t miss the gap where the Flame of Judgment followed the strong sword, and grinding his left foot, thrust the sword. The red blade holding the beast’s breath pierced through Uriel’s flame armor and struck Raon’s shoulder.
Whoosh!
But Uriel didn’t lose his vigilance toward Raon even while fighting Darkan. He swung the blade of flames to perfectly block Raon’s ambush.
“I…”
Uriel blocked Raon and Darkan simultaneously with one sword and raised his chin arrogantly.
“Was it just a mortal who fights with the power of the sword.”
He showed his sharp eyes as if he had only been swinging the sword until now.
“Human swordsmanship can never reach the sky.”
Uriel lightly flicked his sword as if from now on he’d fight with the swordsmanship of the Celestial Realm and pushed Raon and Darkan away.
Chiiik!
When Uriel raised his sword like a knight in front of his face, the flames that seemed to burn everything subsided, and the light of the blade flashed red. The flames had subsided, but strangely, a more dangerous smell came.
“Good!”
Darkan smacked his lips long, pleased even more.
“You’ve become someone worth cutting more!”
He ground his feet roughly, saying he would break Uriel right now.
-Watch out.
Wrath exhaled a stale breath while looking at Uriel’s sword flashing red.
-That sword’s name is Apocalypse. It’s more dangerous when it hides its fangs like now than when it reveals flames. And. No.
He closed his mouth as if he thought saying more would be bad.
‘I know that too.’
Raon smiled dryly and nodded.
‘It’s really not easy.’
Shaking his still hardened fingers, acknowledging Uriel’s power and strange abilities.
‘Facing a being like a myth with power beyond imagination and some unknown property.’
I’ve fought many archangels so far, but this sense of crisis is the first time. Uriel was a monster who didn’t waste the name of archangel.
-Then retreat now.
Wrath lowered his eyebrows deeply.
-You’re not at a level to face that guy yet! Rather, summon this king...
‘No.’
Raon shook his head firmly and advanced forward.
‘I may lose in power, but I have properties not inferior to that archangel.’
Looking at Uriel revealing cold anger, he curled his lips.
‘I think I know how to fight now.’