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The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman (Web Novel) - Chapter 916
Chapter 916
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“Tsk.”Raon clicked his tongue as he looked at the shattered mid-level of the Black Tower.
‘Even when I struck with full strength, I couldn’t break it all.’
Even though he slammed his full power into the wall already cracked by Chamber’s magic, he couldn’t destroy the entire mid-level. The wall itself was so hard that attacking it felt pointless.
– “The higher you go, the more extremely the Demonic Energy is compressed. Even if the quality is a little lower, the quantity is overwhelmingly large, so you won’t be able to break it with your current strength.”
Wrath shook his head, telling him not to waste his strength needlessly.
‘Something….’
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the hand gripping Heavenly Drive.
‘It felt like I could do it.’
Ever since entering the Black Tower’s dimension, he felt himself slowly getting stronger. Even if it wasn’t growth in martial arts itself, he thought he could shatter the wall with the strength of wrath, but it seemed it was still too much.
– “It’s true you’re devouring Demonic Energy through this king’s wrath, but you’re still far short on time.”
Wrath snorted, telling him to get a grip.
– “Right now, the only one who can break the upper floors of that tower is that sorceress pretending to be a little girl.”
He pointed at Chamber, who was erasing the Demonic Energy of this dimension.
– “Of course, we can’t help it since we never know when the one inside that tower will jump out.”
‘Right.’
Raon let out a short sigh.
‘What a shame.’
Chamber had also said she couldn’t use large-scale magic when the Black Tower Lord was out of sight because he might launch a surprise attack. In the end, the only answer was to go in themselves and cut down the demons.
– “However….”
Wrath frowned as he looked at the tower’s topmost floor, veiled in black mist.
– “The aura over there is strange.”
‘Strange? How so?’
– “Since you lot entered this dimension, the flow of Demonic Energy has accelerated sharply. It seems that fellow called the Black Tower Lord is preparing something.”
He waved his hand, saying the flow of Demonic Energy was twisting.
‘What is he preparing?’
Raon bit his lip as he scrutinized the tower’s top floor.
– “As I always say, this king knows little of things like sorcery or magic.”
Wrath lowered his brows, telling him not to expect detailed information.
– “But it’s certain the mole hiding up there is scheming something.”
‘You wouldn’t spout nonsense….’
Raon tightened his grip as he glared at the black mist.
‘We need to get inside as fast as possible.’
He wanted to drag the Black Tower Lord and the demons out of the tower, but it seemed they themselves would have to enter that tower.
“Lady Chamber!”
When Raon shouted toward the sky, Chamber descended as if she had been waiting.
“I have something to report.”
He relayed to her what he had just heard from Wrath.
“You sensed that too?”
Chamber’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“Just what is your sense made of….”
She was aghast that he, who had only just earned the name Transcendent, had read the Black Tower Lord’s ploy.
“Did you feel it as well, Lady Chamber?”
Raon looked at Chamber who let out a dry laugh.
“Yes.”
Chamber smacked her lips as she surveyed the entire Black Tower.
“That Black Tower Lord. He’s condensing Demonic Energy very covertly.”
She nodded, saying the flow of Demonic Energy had changed.
“I don’t know exactly what spell it is, but something enormous is coming.”
Echoing Wrath’s words, Chamber let out a long breath.
“But that also means the Black Tower Lord was greatly flustered by this raid. We have to reach the top floor where he is before that spell is completed.”
She crunched a candy, saying that once they stopped that spell, they’d seize the initiative.
“Then time will decide it.”
Raon gazed at the Black Tower with a chill in his eyes.
“Yes. In truth, we’re basically inside the tiger’s mouth. Before it closes, we have to pull its teeth and cut out its tongue.”
Chamber frowned, saying if they failed to stop the Black Tower Lord’s magic, everyone here could be in danger.
“Can’t the Archmage take the first strike?”
Karoon, who had approached at some point, tilted his chin to Chamber.
“The Black Tower Lord is hidden, and my position is completely exposed. He could well spring a surprise attack on me even while triggering that spell.”
Chamber wagged her finger, saying the situation here was disadvantageous.
“So you go in first.”
She smiled faintly and tucked a blue candy into his uniform’s inner pocket.
“I’ll delay the completion time of the Black Tower Lord’s magic from here.”
Chamber waved her staff, telling them to go in and open the way.
“Understood.”
Raon nodded as he held the pocket with the candy. That seemed to be the only method now.
“Karoon. I’m asking you as well.”
Chamber also handed Karoon a blue candy. It didn’t seem to be an ordinary candy but a special artifact.
“I will make sure you can meet the Black Tower Lord.”
Karoon thumped his chest as if to say not to worry and nodded.
“Then I’m counting on you.”
Chamber popped a new candy into her mouth and disappeared into the black mist where the tower’s top floor lay.
“We’ll go in first. Follow behind and recover your strength as you come.”
Saying he’d keep the path open, Karoon leaped up to the mid-level he had smashed earlier. The Central Martial Palace swordsmen followed him and plunged into the mid-level in an instant.
“Let’s go too!”
Martha waved the hand holding her sword, urging them to move quickly.
“Going isn’t the problem, the problem is that the monsters here keep coming out.”
Raon frowned as he looked at the darkness behind the tower. Even after killing the demonic wolf Jeppel, monsters kept pouring out endlessly, as if the place truly connected to the Devildom.
“If they push in from behind, there’s even a chance of total annihilation.”
If high-ranking demons attacked from within the Black Tower while endless monsters pressed from the rear, their retreat would be cut off, putting them in danger as well.
“Leave this side to us!”
The Third Prince Greer raised a sword flashing with blue light.
“Not even a rat will get into the tower!”
He thumped his chest as if asking them to trust him.
“Owen came to assist Zieghart and Balkan, so we will leave the main course to you.”
Duke Tartan also grinned, saying he’d block the entrance.
“Then we’ll trust you.”
Both the Third Prince and Duke Tartan were trustworthy men and warriors. Leaving the rear to them, they climbed to the Black Tower’s mid-level.
‘The air is foul.’
The Demonic Energy flowing inside the tower was incomparably more noxious than outside. However, because he bore wrath, his body actually felt lighter than when he was outside the tower.
“Let’s go too!”
At Martha’s shout, the Light Wind Palace swordsmen followed him into the tower’s mid-level. The Light Wind Palace swordsmen also didn’t seem particularly affected by the Demonic Energy.
By contrast, Princess Jaina and the Balkan mages who followed behind them had their faces turn pale from the tower’s Demonic Energy.
“Are you all right?”
As Raon checked on Jaina and the Balkan mages, he felt a fierce shockwave erupt from above. It seemed Karoon and the Central Martial Palace sworsmen were slaughtering demons and monsters as they ascended the tower.
“I can endure.”
Jaina’s hand holding her staff trembled as she nodded with difficulty. Contrary to her words, it didn’t seem easy to withstand the Demonic Energy.
“No real problem.”
Morel Kazan shook his head as if to say not to worry. Of course, even he wasn’t unaffected by the Demonic Energy—one thick vein stood out on his forehead.
“Then let’s go up.”
Climbing the stairs, Raon repeatedly clenched and unclenched his right hand. Thanks to Karoon having cleared things in advance, they could quickly head up without needing to fight.
– “What are you doing?”
‘Just being here makes it feel like my strength is filling up.’
More than the wrath he harbored, it felt like Demonic Energy was clinging to his body. And it was pure Demonic Energy being absorbed, without any foul impurities.
– “Damn it!”
Wrath twisted his lips and punched the air.
– “If I’d known this, I wouldn’t have yielded any wrath!”
He ground his teeth so hard a creaking sound came out, as if mortified.
‘Don’t get so worked up.’
Raon chuckled and shook his head.
‘It’s not like this will make me stronger permanently.’
The Demonic Energy he was gaining now wasn’t something earned through effort, so it was only a temporary power. There was no reason for Wrath to get that angry.
“However….”
As he climbed, hearing Karoon’s sword cry grow ever more distant, Raon frowned.
“Just how much does that man intend to smash on his own?”
—
“Haa….”
Glenn exhaled a murky breath as he looked out the window.
“It’s strangely unsettling.”
Even though he had sent the Archmage Chamber, the Transcendents Raon and Karoon, and even Roenn, the tremor in his chest wouldn’t subside. He had the feeling something big was going to happen.
‘It wasn’t like this at first.’
With Owen joining the Zieghart–Balkan alliance, it had seemed there would be no problem no matter who the opponent was.
But after hearing the plan and then hearing the news that it had succeeded, his insides suddenly felt uncomfortable, like indigestion.
“It’s because you’re old. Old.”
Aris, perched on the dais, waved her hand to tell him not to worry.
“Karoon aside, Raon isn’t the kind of kid to die in a place like that.”
She curled her lips, trusting Raon more than anyone.
“You do speak well.”
Glenn frowned as he looked at Aris popping a grape into her mouth.
“It’s because I’ve seen and felt things. To be honest, I trust Raon more than Lady Chamber.”
Aris thumped her chest with the empty grape stem as if speaking from the heart.
“Spout your nonsense to yourself.”
Glenn bit his lip and turned his gaze back out the window.
‘Strangely, I too feel more trust in Raon.’
He’d told Aris not to talk nonsense, but he himself had trust in Raon and Karoon on par with Chamber. Of course, even with that trust, his uneasy feeling didn’t disappear.
“This is something I can’t read either. If it were up to me, I’d go right now.”
Glenn shook his head at the stifling situation.
“By the way, are you done training now?”
He narrowed his eyes again, looking at Aris.
“No. I came down to check my condition.”
Aris pointed at herself with her finger, saying she’d just been examined by Federick.
“What did that quack say?”
“He said the body’s almost fully recovered. The muscles are coming back too.”
She smiled, saying both training and treatment were going well.
“So after one more round of training, I’ll start.”
Aris took out a dragon heart from her subspace pouch and smacked her lips.
“If I’m to live up to that kid Raon’s expectations, I have to be fully prepared.”
She shook her head, saying she wanted to show a fully recovered self when Raon returned.
“Handing over a dragon heart like it’s nothing.”
Glenn let out a dry laugh as he looked at the iridescently gleaming dragon heart.
“Raon isn’t in his right mind. Of course, neither are you.”
“Where do you think that abnormality came from? All from you, Father.”
Aris pointed her callused finger at Glenn.
“So just wait without worrying.”
She cast her gaze out the same window Glenn was looking through and smiled.
“My nephew will bring everyone back safely.”
—
“Hm?”
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked up at the floor above.
‘The sword cry stopped.’
Karoon, who had been charging up like a bull, had stopped on the floor directly above, and the sounds of fighting no longer came. It seemed the battle had ended.
“What is this? We’re near the upper floors now, right?”
Burren lowered the small window and drew down his brows.
“Did a monster appear that even the Central Martial Palace Lord couldn’t subdue?”
Martha smacked her lips as if that only heightened her anticipation.
“I don’t feel any presence….”
Runaan shook his head, saying Karoon and the Central Martial Palace swordsmen had all halted.
“Let’s go up quickly for now.”
Nodding to the Light Wind Palace swordsmen, Raon used his footwork and climbed the circular stairs. When he crested the last step, an incredibly vast space like a training ground opened up.
It was a grand space large enough that even hundreds lying down wouldn’t fill it, and only two doors protruded within it.
The door on the left was decorated with white feathers like an angel’s wings, while the door on the right bore black horns and bat wings, forming a demonic shape.
“A fork in the path.”
Karoon tilted his chin as he looked back at them.
“If we go by the Archmage’s words, we must reach the Black Tower Lord as quickly as possible no matter which way we go, so it would be best to split our numbers.”
He pointed to the doors behind them, suggesting they divide here.
“You choose first.”
“Hmm….”
Raon nodded and examined the two doors closely. Only the forms differed; both billowed with thick Demonic Energy.
“I’ll take the door on the right.”
He pointed to the right-hand door with the black horns. Perhaps because of Wrath and Derus, the demon door drew him more than the angel door.
“Then we’ll take the left.”
Karoon said his side would go left and stood before the door of white feathers.
“What about your side?”
He sent his gaze to Princess Jaina and the Balkan mages who had followed behind the Light Wind Palace.
“I’ll go this way….”
Jaina rolled her eyes left and right, then stood behind the Light Wind Palace.
“Then I’ll take the left.”
Morel Kazan said he’d go with Karoon and took his place behind the left.
“Not a bad choice.”
Karoon smirked and opened the angel door. Just as he was about to step through, he paused and looked at Burren.
“Don’t let your guard down just because you’ve reached Grandmaster. In most cases when a warrior dies, it’s because he thinks he’s strong.”
He offered advice that applied not just to Burren but to Martha and Runaan as well, then turned his head.
“…Congratulations on reaching Grandmaster.”
Leaving that final remark without waiting for a reply, he stepped through the angel door. The Central Martial Palace swordsmen gave Burren warm smiles and followed after him.
“That man really can’t say what he’s feeling inside.”
Martha shook her head at Burren.
“Your dad is… huh? Are you crying?”
She gaped as she saw Burren with tears brimming in his eyes.
“I-it’s been so long since I was praised….”
Unable to control his emotions, Burren let fat tears drip down.
“I get praised every hour…?”
Runaan cocked her head, not understanding.
“That’s what’s strange!”
Martha shook her head in disbelief.
“Enough. Get ready.”
Raon motioned to Burren, Martha, and Runaan.
“The vanguard will be the Light Wind Palace. Your Highness, please support from the middle with the mages. The rear will be the Iron Division.”
He finished issuing the deployment orders on the spot and stood before the demon door.
“Our top priority is to reach the Black Tower Lord, so getting separated along the way is part of the plan. Everyone remember that.”
“Got it….”
Jaina let out a long breath and nodded.
“Of course.”
Trevin smiled as if to say they could leave it to him.
“Then we’re going in.”
After meeting everyone’s eyes, Raon opened the demon door. Even before stepping through, he felt a sensation as if his body was floating, along with a fierce light.
‘What is this?’
He felt his aura grow stronger than it had been on the lower and mid-levels. It was as if Demonic Energy was being absorbed through his skin.
Thud!
Feeling his feet touch the floor, he lifted his gaze to see a man spreading black wings atop a space about the size of a sparring ring. In his jet-black-stained hand he gripped a sword shaped like a bolt of thunder, and just looking at it made Raon’s eyes sting.
“Human….”
The being that had gone beyond humanity rolled his black eyes toward him.
– “That…”
– “A true demon.”
