The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 145

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒𝟓: 𝐎𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐬 1

Chapter 145: 𝐎𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐬

“Ugh. . . Ugh. . . Damn it. . .”

Lo-an collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from his nose after using up all of his strength.

An intense pain shot through his body as if every muscle had been cut with a knife.

『Kheeeek. . . Cough. . . I.won.』

Lord was certain of his victory.

The halberd had torn through his palms and arms and pierced his shoulder.

Though it had stabbed him near his heart, he thought it was better than his opponent, who had collapsed due to exhaustion of magic power.

The Lord couldn’t tell the distance because one of his eyes was filled with blood.

He slowly walked towards his opponent without pulling out the halberd.

Volk and Ah-ming had grim expressions.

Lo-an was currently unable to move.

Could they really block the monster’s attack and protect him?

“Uncle Volk, I’ll block him, so take Big Brother Lo-an and run away.”

Ah-ming said with a determined look, holding her warhammer forward.

Volk chuckled at her words and flicked Ah-ming’s forehead with his index finger.

“Ow! What?!”

“You should call me Big Brother too.”

“But you’re like an old man.”

“How so?”

“Your face.”

“. . . . . . .”

He scratched his chin and nodded as if he had given up.

“Then, at least call me a young old man.”

“I don’t want to.”

“. . .You’ve gotten really cynical after hanging out with Sion.”

“I do it depending on who I’m talking to.”

Volk sighed and charged forward.

“Kreung!!”

His fist, infused with magic power, struck the  Lord’s body directly.

Paaaang!!

『You. can’t.  do.  this.』

However, his fist was blocked by the Lord’s hand and failed to connect.

Even so, it was a fist filled with magic power, and the Lord, who stood motionless as if he had been hit by a solid lump of iron, gritted his teeth and spat out the words.

“If I can’t do it, my younger sister can.”

“Who’s your younger sister?!”

As soon as Volk finished speaking, the warhammer fell vertically from the air.

The Lord raised his arm to block her attack.

Or rather, he tried to.

“Kreung!”

Volk grabbed his arm with all his might and hung from it, and

Paaaang!!

Ah-ming’s warhammer struck the monster’s shoulder where the halberd was stabbed with great force.

『Kweeeeoooo!!』

A violent scream erupted as if all the blood in his body was boiling.

Volk and Ah-ming, who were right next to him, had no choice but to cover their ears because of the horrible roar.

It felt like their eardrums were going to burst.

Thud!

Frothy blood flowed fromthe  Lord’s mouth as he knelt down.

Was it finally over?

Ah-ming circled the monster, aiming her warhammer at it.

『Growl. . .』

But the Lord’s eyes were wide open.

“Ah-ming ━Dodge!”

Volk shouted and kicked the monster’s head with his foot.

However, the silver monster, which had already lost its reason, ignored such attacks and instead swung its claws wildly.

Kwang! Kwaaaang!!

The surrounding area was destroyed, and trees were uprooted as the magical attack filled the air.

This was not the kind of power that could come from a dying creature.

“Uncle!!”

“I’m not an uncle!”

Volk shouted, limping on his half-crushed leg as he tried to block the attacks.

Whether it was a ranged attack or anything else, something had to draw the monster’s attention.

“What do we do. . . Ah?!”

At that moment, a strange creature passed quickly in front of her eyes.

Momo, who had avoided the monster’s glare, jumped on THE Lord’s back and began to strangle him.

Crunch.

『Kreung!』

It was an attack that other Lycanthropes had struggled with for a long time, but the Lord immediately infused his claws with magic power and slammed Momo’s face down.

“Momo!!”

Sion called out to her as she ran towards her.

Momo disappeared in her distorted form and quietly appeared next to Sion.

“Now it’s just you, you little punk!”

Chu Ha-min, clad in scarlet armor, jumped up and kicked the Lord in the face with the same speed.

Pakang!

“How dare you lay a finger on our little master! You damn Hunter!”

“I don’t have much magic power left. . .”

Hwang Jeong-gu said in an exhausted voice as he threw two military knives forward.

The knives, already covered in blood, avoided Lord’s claws and dug into his neck.

Thud!

『Keuk. . . Cough. . .』

The Lord grabbed the knives stuck in his neck and let out a painful groan.

“He’s still not dead? How did the little master fight this guy one-on-one?”

Chu Ha-min stared at the monster with an annoyed expression.

“Hu. . . Hunter Lo-an, are you okay?”

Han Tae-chi asked politely as he approached.

To him, who respected seniority, Lo-an was the only person in the party who could be addressed with an honorific.

“Han Tae-chi. . .”

“Yes, what is it?”

“Do you. . . have any magic potions?”

“Are you really going to fight again? Hunter Lo-an, you can’t in your current condition!”

“Just. . . one. . . one more attack. . .”

Although his voice was trembling and his face was lifeless, the determination in his eyes was as solid as a straight sword.

Han Tae-chi gulped and took out a potion from his pocket and handed it to him.

“It’s not a commercial potion, but one I made myself. The President told me to make it, but it’s still in the experimental stage. . .”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Lo-an took the potion and gulped it down in one go.

Only 2 or 3 seconds passed.

“Keuk!”

The potion, which had spread evenly throughout his body, began to absorb the magic power scattered around and convert that energy into magic power.

Magic power overflowed.

If there was one problem, it was that,

‘𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺. . .! 𝘐𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘵. . .! 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦?!’

Lo-an clicked his tongue as if he didn’t understand his master’s intentions.

“Are you okay? How do you feel? Did you gather magic power? How does it compare to a normal potion? Are there any other side effects?”

Han Tae-chi bombarded Lo-an with questions, unable to hide his researcher’s gaze.

Lo-an frowned and pushed his face away with his palm as he got up from his seat.

And then he took a step towards the Lycanthrope Lord.

『Keuk. . . Kek. . . . . . .』

As Lo-an approached, his other comrades naturally made way for him.

In front of him was a monster writhing in pain.

“It was a good fight.”

The monster wheezed and made no attempt to resist.

Lo-an looked at him and uttered a single word.

“Die.”

And with that, The Lord’s breath stopped.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Orobas’s new form shot out like a ray of light, radiating magic power towards Siwoo.

The black energy gathered like a liquid and exploded.

Kwagagagagagaga!!

The forest was horribly distorted, and the entire area collapsed as if a storm had hit it.

Orobas’s malevolent eyes searched the area for its opponent’s presence.

However, Siwoo had already left his spot.

“Where are you looking?”

Siwoo, who had appeared behind Orobas, twisted his lips and punched him in the side.

Jjeureureureureuk!!

With a bone-breaking sound, black blood spewed from Orobas’s mouth.

Orobas flapped his wings to distance himself from Siwoo.

『Haa. . . My Ruslana must have been in this much pain. . . I couldn’t protect her, so I’m going to fight. . .』

“Then since she’s dead, you should die too.”

『You. . . I’m going to rip you apart, you inferior human. . .』

Orobas wiped the blood from his mouth and glared with his black eyes.

At the sight of his ferocious aura, the grass and trees around him began to lose their vitality and wither.

Siwoo twisted his neck and smiled faintly.

If it had been someone other than Siwoo who had encountered the devil, they would have been crushed to death by that overwhelming aura.

Or they would have had all their vitality sucked out and become the devil’s food.

A fierce magic power that made his skin tingle washed over Siwoo, but Siwoo faced him head-on without changing his expression.

『You. . . a mere human. . . don’t. . . look at me like thatㅡㅡ!!』

His anger thundered.

【𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞.】

“You always pick the most unlucky things to say.”

Siwoo gritted his teeth and gathered his magic power.

A huge circle appeared in front of him, filled with symbols, letters, and geometric shapes, forming a spell.

[Thunderclap: Sky Thunder Dragon]

A thunder dragon, defying the surging magic power, charged towards the devil, firing bolts of lightning.

Pa-ji-ji-ji-ji-ji. . .!!

Orobas glared at the immense magic power rushing towards him and wrapped his body in his wings.

A baptism of lightning that seemed to tear apart even the darkness struck the devil’s body, emitting high-voltage electricity.

His brain was fried white, and his entire nervous system felt like it was burning.

Orobas shed black tears of blood from both eyes.

『You. . . Even if I die. . . You. . .!!』

The devil, who had endured the thunder dragon’s lightning, soared into the air with his flesh steaming.

Siwoo followed his movements with his eyes.

Hundreds of spells were inscribed on the ground, and magic power blazed like fire along the circuit.

[Poison Arrow: One Hundred Spears]

One hundred crimson spears materialized and rushed towards their target like missiles.

Orobas looked at the fangs rising from the ground towards him and concentrated all his magic power into his body.

Swish, Kwaang!

Swish, Kwaang!

The consecutive spears pierced the air with their sharp blades and struck fiercely.

Orobas exploded in anger as he faced the incoming attacks.

『Uwaaaaak!!』

The compressed magic power spread like a shockwave, enveloping the atmosphere.

He ascended high into the sky and glared down at Siwoo on the ground as if he was going to kill him.

This was the right perspective.

The devil, the king of the sky, and the human, the worm on the ground.

This authority and majesty could not be imitated or surpassed.

Devils did not consider any other race, except for the demon race, as intelligent beings.

It was the same as how humans did not consider the ants they passed by as beings like themselves.

To the devils, humans were as insignificant as maggots, as stupid and as dull as pigs.

Objects of guidance.

They were confident that if the devils and the demon race joined forces, they would be able to rule over them well, like beasts locked in a cage.

For now, humans believed in and praised gods, but it was an obvious fact that the subject would soon become devils and the Demon King.

That’s what humans were.

Not long ago, there had been a joke in the demon world that a devil named Balok had been killed by a human.

It was no different from being killed by a pig or a dog that they had raised.

In the demon world, such news of death was a disgrace to the honor of their comrades and became a target of mockery and ridicule.

『Ah, my Ruslana. . . To die by such an inferior race. . . By a lower being than such a worm. . .』

This was impossible.

He was a devil among devils, hailed as the noble son of hell.

He was not a being that worms or beasts could mess with.

Orobas melted his boiling anger into magic power.

Magic power gradually began to gather between his two horns.

Like water droplets falling one by one to form a large puddle, the gathered black dots formed a huge sphere.

Darkness flickered.

『I’m going to. . . change the map of this place. . . I’m going to erase. . . your comrades. . . and you too.』

Orobas recited to Siwoo with all his heart.

His white sclera turned pitch black.

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