The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman Chapter 687

Chapter 687

Raon stopped breathing and fixed his gaze on Ogram’s back.

‘Why did he appear in my world of imagination?’

Even though Ogram taught me the art of martial arts, the only thing that is embedded in my imaginary world is swordsmanship.

The martial arts that I had mastered perfectly as a child did not exist here, so I did not understand why he had appeared.

Whoa!

Ogram thrust his fist into the air as if he didn’t know that I was watching him from behind.

A sense of vast freedom is felt in the orderly route. It seemed like he was using his fighting skills with all his might.

Raon swallowed his dry saliva and approached Ogram.

‘What…’

Ogram looked the same as when I saw it in the Sran tribe village. Except for one thing.

a look.

His eyes were desperate, as if he was fighting an enemy.

From Ogram, who had always been relaxed and confident, I felt a sense of urgency that I had never seen before.

“Hmm.”

Raon chewed his lip as he looked into Ogram’s desperate eyes.

‘Now is not the time to think about why he is here.’

The instinct that saved me every time speaks. If I miss this opportunity now, I will never see that again.

The ring of fire was operated as a polarity. The eight rings that were slowly rotating in the air resonated for an instant, drawing concentration to reach the realm of ascension.

Whoa!

The wind blowing out from Ogram’s left fist led to the gale-force wind, and the shock wave from his right fist amplified the heat of the cartoon ball.

He did not simply display his martial arts skills, but showed how to use his energy effectively.

Couuuuuuuuck!

Every time Ogram’s fist rises, the world of images is distorted. What creates that huge trend is not the destructive power of martial arts or the sincerity of the Aurors.

It was an intense sea fog that permeated the edge of the blow.

‘Is this really a severe sea radish?’

The more I look at it, the more I can say that it’s amazing.

The Gyeokhae dance that I learned from Ogram was a martial art that penetrates the enemy’s aura and shocks the opponent’s body.

However, the violent sea fog unleashed by Ogram now seemed to penetrate not only the aura, but also the opponent’s body.

In other words, there seemed to be no limit to what could pass through.

Raon watched Ogram’s fighting skills without missing a single moment so that he could one day reach the ultimate level of Gyeokhaemu.

As time passed, which was as short as a moment and as long as a year, Ogram’s movements changed drastically.

Bullfight!

Ogram began to step forward and pour out blows as if an enemy had really appeared before his eyes.

‘Dodge to the right and use Baekjangchungkwon. This time, we break through head-on and it’s still the Gyeonhwangwon?’

You don’t fight like the enemy appears.

‘I’m really fighting the enemy.’

I don’t know who he was fighting, but Ogram’s movements were different from when he was showing his fists, so he was fighting someone one-on-one.

Ogram clenched his fists and bent down, as if the invisible enemy had launched a massive attack.

He used the extreme heat of the sea fog and stretched out his fist. The flow of aura that pierced everything tore heaven and earth apart.

Coo coo coo coo!

Even though Ogram was confident of victory, he did not let down his guard and focused all his attention on the enemy.

‘I won this.’

It was when even I thought it was over. A pitch-black blade rose from Ogram’s left side and tore off his arm.

‘Magi…?’

The black energy in the black blade was familiar.

‘No, that’s the energy of death.’

What cut Ogram’s arm was not demonic energy, but the energy of death he felt in front of Sword Zone’s tomb.

It was clear that Derus Robert was a hidden Auror.

Although Ogram was taken aback by the surprise attack, he did not stop fighting. After minimizing evasion, the two-on-one battle began.

Although he was a strong warrior among the Transcendents, he could not withstand the attacks of the two.

In the end, the energy of death spread like a spider web and trapped Ogram.

Raon’s lips trembled as he watched Ogram sinking into the darkness.

‘What on earth is this…’

I couldn’t understand this situation, so as I was empty-handed, the world of my imagination began to collapse.

It meant that my time here was up.

‘No way…’

Raon chewed his lip, looking not at the collapsing world of images, but at the space where Ogram had disappeared.

‘What happened to Ogram in reality?’

* * *

“Huh….”

Garona lets out a rough breath and advances. He was carrying the chieftain of the Sran tribe, and although he himself was seriously injured and vomited blood, he did not stop walking.

‘I have to keep going…’

If I stop even once, I can’t walk.

The red-armed monster blocking the road was strong. Even though he is not an apostle, he has the power of an apostle, so he has been on the verge of death countless times every time he encounters a fist.

If it weren’t for the realization that Gyeokhaemu gained through his will to help his teacher, his heart would have been pierced long ago and he would have fallen to the cold ground.

“Ugh…”

The Sran tribe leader, who was riding on his back, groaned and patted his shoulder.

“Garona. leave me alone “You have to live…”

Chief Sran told them to leave him alone with his lips turning blue because he was bleeding profusely.

“It’s not possible.”

If you leave the Sran tribe leader behind while leaving Ogram behind, you will have no right to look back on yourself in the future.

It would be better to collapse and die here, something I could never do as a warrior of the Beast League.

The communication crystal ball was broken, and the warriors and shamans following behind were also seriously injured, so the only one who could carry the Thran tribe leader was himself.

“Mae, why doesn’t the leader come?”

“No way, what happened to the White Blood Cult leader…”

“Hmm, that’s all for now…”

The warriors of the Sran tribe looked for Ogram with their heads down. Since he didn’t come even after a long time after the battle ended, it was natural to think that way.

“Nonsense!”

The dying tribal leader turned his head and shouted.

“Do you think the Lord would be defeated by such a vampire? “He just backed off in a different direction so as not to draw attention in this direction!”

He put strength into his voice, as if his faith in Ogram was firm.

Garona nodded, biting her lip.

‘okay. You have to believe it…’

If we, the Beast League, don’t believe in our leader Ogram, who will?

Garona continued to walk with strength in her toes.

How long has it been? When I was really out of breath, numerous shadows appeared on the dark meadow.

The person driving the horse in the center was a handsome young man dressed as a civil servant, which did not suit this grassland.

“Vice-lord…”

Usually I frowned because I didn’t want to see him like that, but today I was so glad to see him.

“Vice-lord!”

Garona stopped walking and let out a scream and a roar.

Absolutely!

As soon as the vice-lord heard that sound, he disappeared on his horse and appeared right in front of Garona. It looked like lightning flashing.

“Garona!”

“Why are you so late?”

When Garona knelt down and was about to fall, the vice-lord grabbed her waist and supported her.

“What on earth happened!”

“Please contact the entire Six Emperors right away…”

Garona burst into tears, letting out the emotions she had been holding in.

“Master is in danger!”

* * *

“Are you telling me to believe that now?”

Glenn Sieghardt frowned, glaring at the communication crystal ball.

[Ah, that’s frustrating.]

Chamber, the movie’s grand wizard reflected in the crystal ball, nodded.

[No matter how much I like pranks, would I be scolded for something like this? Huh?]

Chamber asked me to trust him and frowned.

She erased her usual cowardice and revealed her true personality.

“….”

Glenn looked down at the chamber inside the crystal ball and nodded.

“Then let’s continue.”

[I am not your subordinate! You know that, right?]

“Because I understand. “Explain from the beginning.”

[Ugh! I heard there is no one I like in that family except Raon!]

Chambers glared at Glenn and let out a long sigh.

[Because it’s the last time. Listen carefully. After hearing the news that the White Blood Cult had attacked the Chiran tribe, Ogram ran there alone. After that, Garona….]

She relayed to Glenn exactly the story she had heard from Garona and the Thran tribe leader.

[…That’s how they contacted me. Of course, I also heard this story from Garona, so I don’t know what happened inside the tent.]

“Garona…”

Glenn repeated Garona’s name. I remembered Ogram showing Garona and introducing her as a child who might become his successor in the future.

“So Ogram hasn’t shown himself yet?”

[So I contacted you too.]

“Um…”

Glenn frowned. Ogram is confident that he can defeat whoever his opponent is, so normally he would have told them to come closer and watch.

It was the right decision to assume that he was dead, as he had not been seen since after telling him to run away.

‘No, rather, I might just stay alive instead of dying.’

The White Blood Cult only drinks the blood of living people to grow blood energy.

Ogram would have been a huge delicacy that she had never had before, so she would have kept it alive no matter what.

“Have you been there?”

[okay. It was full of waves left behind by the transcendent. The traces of Ogram’s violent sea fog and the Baekhyeol cult’s Marahyeolsik Avalokitesvara remained. However, the black curtain Garona talked about wasn’t anything special. It was one of those ordinary silver screen magic spells.]

Chamber nodded calmly.

“Win or lose?”

[There are no clear traces. However, what remained until the end was blood.]

“I see…”

[This story is spreading faster than any other rumor.]

Her eyes flashed with a cold light like a blade.

[You know what that means, right?]

“…It probably means that the balance of power is upset.”

[okay. This is pretty serious. No, it’s not quite, it’s really serious.]

Chamber clicked his tongue for a long time.

[The Six Emperors’ Meeting will be held in a few days, so attend without fail. And…]

She lowered her eyebrows slightly.

[Raon’s life or death. It would be a good idea to think about what to do about that too.]

“….”

[See you at the meeting then.]

Chamber waved his hand lightly and ended the communication.

“Uhm…”

Cheryl let out a sigh, leaning her back against the pillar.

“It’s hard to believe that the Yawang was defeated by the White Blood Cult Leader.”

Her lips trembled as if she never thought something like this would happen.

“There may be a difference in power, but in terms of compatibility, Ogram would have the advantage…”

Roen frowned, perhaps thinking the same thing.

“Nothing has been revealed yet.”

Glenn shook his head calmly. Since it happened a few hours ago, it is too early to draw conclusions.

To be honest, I couldn’t believe it, and I didn’t want to believe it, that Ogram was defeated by the White Blood Cult leader.

However, since the incident had already occurred, I had to think about what happened next.

“Is Raon still practicing?”

Glenn turned his gaze to Rimmer, who was sitting silently.

“…yes.”

Limer was also furrowing his brows, probably thinking about Raon’s life or death.

“Huh…”

Glenn let out a low breath and nodded.

“Call me right away when the practice is over.”

* * *

Raon roughly lifted his eyelids. I’ve practiced in the world of images many times before, but this was the first time I woke up as if I was having a nightmare.

‘What happened?’

The fact that Ogram appeared in the world of images, the fact that he opened his fist and gave teachings, and the fact that he was dragged away by the energy of death while fighting with someone were all full of questions.

However, it seemed clear that something was wrong with Ogram.

‘I felt like I really wanted to know.’

Ogram, who was in the world of images, seemed to be asking for understanding of the situation rather than asking for help.

[You have gained new enlightenment in the world of imagination.]

[The level of all swordsmanship increases.]

[All abilities increase by 10 points.]

[The level of fierce sword fighting increases significantly.]

I try to get up, but in front of me A message came to mind. It was a reward I received thanks to what I had experienced in the world of images.

‘Ras hasn’t woken up yet.’

If Lars had woken up, he would have jumped as soon as he saw this message, but seeing how quiet he was, it seemed like he was still sleeping.

‘It’s an increase in the level of all swordsmanship…’

This seemed like a reward for training according to the swords of the transcendentals.

It was the greatest growth of all because it meant that the level of the Mangeom had risen.

‘And the Gyeonghaemu….’

Thanks to concentrating all his mind on Ogram’s fighting technique, which seemed to be fighting the enemy, the level of the Gyeonghaemu seemed to have naturally risen.

However, rather than the increase in achievement, the bigger gain was finding out that Aurors are not the only ones who can pass through the harsh sea fog.

It seemed possible to incorporate the flow of strong sea fog into the newly created sword world.

‘no. Now is not the time to think about this.’

These were certainly great rewards, but there were more important things to do right now.

Raon immediately opened the training room door and went out.

‘Is it dawn?’

There was no one to be seen in the training hall where the cool early morning air hovered.

‘Why…’

While I was frowning, thinking that I got the timing wrong, I heard a rustling sound from above the ceiling.

“Are you awake now?”

Rimmer’s face suddenly popped out, his voice slightly muffled as if he had been sleeping.

“Sir?”

Raon blinked at Rimmer. I couldn’t believe that there were people at dawn who weren’t even there during the day.

“Why are you here?”

“just.”

Rimmer shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal and got down to the ground.

“Actually, I was waiting because I had something to tell you.”

He let out a long sigh and raised his gaze.

“What to say…”

Raon instinctively realized that what Rimmer was going to say was the same as what he should be asking right now.

“Ogram was attacked by the white blood cult leader.”

“Ah…”

My hands naturally trembled. If that is true, the Ogram seen in the world of imagination would be a direct depiction of reality.

“No one knows the exact circumstances yet. But it is a certain fact that Mr. Ogram is missing.”

Rimmer said this and told how the White Blood Cult leader and Ogram clashed.

“Are there any circumstances where someone intervened?”

I asked, remembering the energy of death that blocked Ogram’s power.

“According to Chamber, there were no traces of a third party.”

“….”

It’s even more suspicious because there are no traces. Because it is clear that Derus will not leave any traces of himself.

“So…”

“Sir!”

I raised my gaze while interrupting Rimmer.

“We have to go there.”

“there?”

“The place where Ogram and the white blood cult leader fought!”

In the image, Ogram looked at me as if he wanted me to know something. There was a high possibility that some traces would remain at the place where he fought the white blood cult leader.

“Right Now!”

A red-hot thunderbolt flashed in Raon’s eyes.