The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 178

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟕𝟖: 𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 1

The door to the core opens.

The boundless sea of magic power, like the vast ocean, billows.

He draws some from the immeasurable source of power and spreads it evenly throughout his body.

A chill runs through his entire body as if ice water had been injected into his veins.

Siwoo bit his molars so hard that his jaw ached.

Didn’t they say that great power comes with great responsibility?

The overload he felt in his body as soon as he used ether made Siwoo’s mind sharp.

He catches his breath.

Do Kyung-hoo’s rushing fist comes into view.

The epitome of Do Kyung-hoo’s swordsmanship, which he had often seen when they fought monsters together.

There weren’t many monsters that could withstand the [Mountain Cleaver] and maintain their form.

At least as far as Siwoo could remember, they had all been cut in half and died.

‘𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘰. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳.’

Indeed, Do Kyung-hoo’s skills were as sharp as a sword could cut, as if he hadn’t been slacking off all this time.

Siwoo infused some of the ether he had drawn into Balmung.

His dantian’s magic power was well-received by Balmung, but the ether felt like it was being swallowed with difficulty.

The blade of the sword trembles.

Balmung screams, just like Siwoo’s muscles.

He seemed to be struggling as unbearable power was poured into it.

“Just bear with it for a bit.”

Siwoo raised one corner of his mouth and raised Balmung.

Then he swung his sword down towards Do Kyung-hoo’s fist, which had come right up to his nose.

Time seems to stretch out like a string.

The ligaments and muscles holding the bones together tear and are restored by the healing ability at the same time.

Before that recovery is over, it tears again.

Blood flows from Siwoo’s mouth.

The auras of the swords clash.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡThud!!!

Flames explode and flood the smoke screen with light.

The shockwave rips through the ground, crushing and overturning the bedrock.

“Ugh!”

People squeezed their eyes shut.

The belated roar vibrates their eardrums as if they were about to burst.

Do Kyung-hoo watched Siwoo’s every move with his eyes full of fighting spirit.

‘𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦?’

If he couldn’t figure out the cause, Siwoo would win this battle.

The moment the [Mountain Cleaver] tore through the atmosphere and rushed at him, an overwhelming amount of magic power suddenly surged up from Siwoo.

An amount of magic power he had never experienced before.

No, it wasn’t simply a matter of more or less.

‘𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵—𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳.’

Do Kyung-hoo tried to organize the feelings he felt in his head.

Some might wonder why that feeling was important, but it was an important matter for Do Kyung-hoo.

As a Hunter, one must be able to sense and detect even the smallest changes in the surrounding objects, including one’s opponent.

You can only be called a good hunter if you can detect even the smallest changes, such as the color of your eyes changing during battle or the tips of your fingernails turning a different color.

Because those small parts pile up and pile up to make the price of life.

“Are you done with your attack?”

At that moment, Siwoo’s cold voice was heard, and a blue sword appeared from between the flames.

“My swordsmanship. . . You’re still completely fine even after breaking it.”

Do Kyung-hoo looked alternately at Siwoo and the chaotic scene with wide eyes.

He was unharmed even after facing the [Mountain Cleaver] head-on.

It was common to inflict at least a major injury, though he might not die, but Siwoo didn’t show any signs of life.

“No, it was impossible to wound your body in the first place. I forgot that you were a regenerator.”

“You would have overcome that level of handicap if the three of you top rankers had joined forces.”

“Hahaha! You’re not wrong. I was too complacent, believing only in numbers! Anyway, the only thing I can trust on the battlefield is my sword!”

Do Kyung-hoo rushed towards Siwoo, putting his ears forward.

Cawwwwwwwwㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ!

Siwoo twisted Balmung and blocked the falling blade at an angle.

Perhaps because he had lived his whole life wielding a sword, his strength was extraordinary.

“Kuk. . . I’m sorry, but blocking isn’t all there is to a sword.”

Carddddddduk.

The sword came down, scratching Balmung’s surface, and aimed for Siwoo’s arm, which was holding the handle.

Siwoo pushed his hand to deflect Do Kyung-hoo’s sword and immediately stabbed his opponent in the body.

Do Kyung-hoo quickly twisted his body to evade the attack and swung his sword sideways.

The swordsmanship narrowly misses Siwoo’s head and passes by.

Siwoo, who clicked his tongue inwardly, gripped the handle and reacted quickly.

Cawwwwwㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!

Balmung, which was drawn across the ground, is blocked by the sword.

Do Kyung-hoo’s pungent laughter can be seen beyond the crossed swords.

“Hahaha! This is fun, this is fun!”

The strongest swordsman in the Republic of Korea unleashes a series of attacks like a downpour.

Siwoo’s hands move erratically, dodging or blocking Do Kyung-hoo’s attacks.

In an instant, dozens of exchanges take place.

Siwoo infused ether into the ring.

━Hihihihihihing!!

Pumirmir snorted and appeared with Siwoo on its back.

Siwoo blocked Do Kyung-hoo’s blade and turned Pumirmir’s body 180 degrees.

“You’re running awayㅡ Ugh!!!”

Do Kyung-hoo, who thought his opponent was running away when he saw his back, had no choice but to vomit out a gag.

Pumirmir’s hind legs kicked his torso.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!

Do Kyung-hoo’s body was embedded in the smoke screen wall.

【𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝! 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤!】

Prepared alcohol dishes unfold in front of Pre, who flaps his wings.

A dark black magic circle emits a cold aura.

[Song of Iron: Iron Fist]

A solid, heavy lump of iron rushes out of the magic circle and flies towards Do Kyung-hoo.

“No, you can’t, Grandmaster!”

At that moment, Benedict’s staff was swung and the fist stopped in mid-air.

“The duel is not over yet, Master.”

Lo-an’s voice follows.

He had materialized [Somersault Cloud] and was preparing to fire an electric shock at Siwoo.

“It seems like you’re finally getting the hang of it.”

“Hahaha~ That’s right! Lo-an and I are starting to understand each other’s minds!”

“. . . No, that’s never happened.”

“But time is up.”

“Yes?”

“I’ll let you know your strengths and weaknesses later when you come to your senses.”

“Now, just a moment!”

Siwoo smiled and moved quickly.

“No, ha, stop. . . Gak!”

Ppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

And then he began to put them to sleep one by one with his fist filled with the power of ether.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

━Crowel. . . What is the status of the mission you were assigned this time. . .?

Crowel made a difficult face at Diakan’s voice coming through the receiver.

Until recently, he had spent time searching for the organization that had tried to assassinate Siwoo, and recently he had been busy uniting Cargill Juan’s supporters.

It wasn’t that he had wasted time, but he was nervous about the report because he couldn’t see any major results.

“It’s going well, Diakan-nim.”

━I see. . . I’ve heard that the people of the current vice-president’s faction are very close-knit. . . . Are you working on disintegrating them?

“Even without that, Cargill Juan said he had spies in place, so we decided to meet today. They played the role of getting into the vice-president’s faction and passing on information about the place.”

━Is that so. . .? Use them well. . . I hope you can get your hands on the HSIU headquarters as soon as possible. . . . That way, 〈Pandemonium〉’s future plans can. . . go smoothly. . . .

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Crowel replied in a very tense voice.

In the 〈Pandemonium〉 hierarchy, which consisted of 9 Hierarchies in total, the 3rd Hierarchy and above belonged to the executive level.

It wasn’t simply a matter of rank.

Their abilities were also incomparably higher than those of the 4th Hierarchy.

‘𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩-𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵?’

Except for people like the doctor who he was dealing with directly, they were all famous rankers.

However, most of them had been branded as criminals and erased from the rankings.

“Oh, Diakan-nim. I have one thing I’d like to ask.”

━What is it. . .?

“Can you tell me how Kaise’s team is doing in eliminating Min Siwoo? It’s not unrelated to the mission I’m in charge of.”

━Well. . . Blackwood and Min Siwoo are in a cooperative relationship. . . There hasn’t been much. . . progress on that side either. However, they say they are preparing thoroughly. . . and will definitely take care of it. . . .

Crowel recalled the information on Min Siwoo.

The information and content about him were being updated all the time, but the more he did, the clearer it became that he was an untouchable being, and he couldn’t find any information about his weaknesses.

But what does it mean to prepare thoroughly?

‘𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘸𝘦’𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.’

Kaise had shamelessly contacted him and asked for information about Min Siwoo, but Crowel could not bring himself to contact Kaise and ask him about the progress of his work.

He was a man who was hard to get close to because he couldn’t see what was on his mind.

“Then can we assume that Min Siwoo’s disposal is still a long way off? There is a meeting at the HSIU headquarters in a few days, and the outcome will vary greatly depending on Min Siwoo’s attendance.”

━Is that so. . .? I’ll tell Kaise. . . Tell him to take care of it so that Min Siwoo doesn’t get sent to the United States.

“Yes, I’ll leave that to you.”

━Yes. . . . Keep in mind, Crowel. . . . The headquarters must be in the hands of 〈Pandemonium〉, no matter what happens.

Diakan ended the call with his last words.

Crowel checked the screen of his smartphone and let out a long sigh.

“It’s hard, it’s hard.”

Thanks to his penchant for backhanded dealings, he had risen to the position of 4th Hierarchy, but this project was not easy after all.

Since it was an organization in charge of awakened criminals, there were far too many sharp-witted Hunters.

‘𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘑𝘶𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰. . . . 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵.’

Crowel was in charge of planting spies in various circles to obtain information or take control of organizations.

However, HSIU was difficult to infiltrate because of its ironclad reputation.

But just then, when the president of the HSIU headquarters died, Crowel began to exploit the organization’s internal strife in earnest.

Cargill Juan was the perfect person for 〈Pandemonium〉’s purpose.

Smart.

“Come in.”

Crowel said to the door.

There was a cough, and someone opened the door and came in.

‘𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭.’

It was Cargill Juan.

He sat down in the chair opposite Crowel, stroking his thick mustache and accompanied by two unfamiliar figures.

“Long time no see, Crowel.”

“Yeah, it’s been a long time. Want an apple?”

“I don’t mind. You eat plenty yourself.”

“Well, yeah. But these are new faces?”

Crowel picked up an apple on the table and took a bite.

“Oh. . . They’re the friends I told you about before. They’re the ones who are working hard in the vice-president’s faction. Say hello?”

Cargill Juan spoke to the men sitting on either side of him.

“Ohㅡ Our employer’s friend, nice to meet you. My name is Marco.”

“Dear comrade! We eat tacos together! My name is Martinez!”

Marco and Martinez smiled brightly at Crowel.

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