The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 162

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟔𝟐: 𝐃𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 2

“‘Search all those who have entered. . . .”

The party’s conversation was cut short for a moment by the menacing text on the gravestone.

If such words were written as graffiti, they could just laugh it off and ignore it, but the fact that they were carved in relief made it a different story.

Without knowing who it was, the moment they realized that the owner of this dungeon was not friendly to outsiders, they felt as if the surrounding air had dropped several degrees.

Not knowing what kind of traps or snares might be triggered, the party raised their magic power to heighten their awareness of their surroundings.

“By the way, that way of speaking is like master’s. It’s very aggressive.”

Kang Yeo-hwa said with a laugh, as if trying to lighten the mood.

“Me? I don’t know how to speak so harshly.”

“Oh, come on~ Don’t kid around like that.”

“Such shameful words should be spoken by a child like Lo-an.”

“. . . I learned that way of speaking from master.”

“Your way of speaking is harsh, Oppa.”

The party smiled at Siwoo’s joke.

Thanks to that, the atmosphere became much lighter.

“Anyway, all dungeons don’t like outsiders intruding, so I don’t think we need to be so nervous.”

“R-Right? I only believe in the President!”

Han Tae-chi rubbed his goosebumps away with his arms and hunched his shoulders.

“I would have gone in even if such a thing was written or not. Isn’t that right, Pre?”

【𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧! 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠!】

Pre bounced around on Siwoo’s shoulder.

“As expected~~~ Grandmaster! I think that splendid decision could only have been made by Grandmaster! This unworthy disciple will follow you for the rest of his life!!”

【𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞! 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏!】

“Thank you! Ah, I’ll make sure to offer some to Little Master as well!”

“No thanks. You and your friends can eat them all.”

“Twinkle twinkle Oppa’s spirit is fierce”

“Oh~~ Bring some sausage and beer to this little girl too. . . Ack!”

Siwoo smacked him on the back of the head with his palm for his nonsense.

“What’s with giving beer to a child. You should drink cocoa too.”

“It seems like the high rankers aren’t in their right minds.”

Lo-an whispered to Siwoo.

“Lo-an, you’re a high ranker too.”

“I. . . I’m different, master. Of course, Benedict is a little weird. . . .”

“As expected~~ No one understands me except Lo-an. Let’s, us high rankers, be close for the rest of our lives? I’ll buy you cocoa when we get out!”

Benedict smiled brightly and put his arm on Lo-an’s shoulder.

“Get your hand off my shoulder.”

“Oh~~ Shouldn’t disciples who have the same master stick together? Isn’t that right, Grandmaster, Little Master!”

“Hunter Benedict, be careful. If he doesn’t like you, he’ll kidnap you and lock you in a room.”

“. . . Bossam, let’s forget about what happened in the past.”

“Twinkle twinkle Oppa, friend.”

“. . . Sion. We’re not friends. . . .”

“Bestie. It’s nice to see you.”

As Sion clapped her hands looking at the two’s friendly appearance, Lo-an was unable to shake off Benedict’s hand that was on his shoulder.

Krrrruuuuu . . . .

At that moment, the sound of a wall collapsing could be heard from behind the party who was proceeding inside.

“P, p, p, p, President?!”

“You only need to call me once, even if you’re nervous.”

“The magic concentration suddenly spiked!”

“You don’t have to tell me that. I can tell what it is just by looking.”

Siwoo muttered as he looked at the giant figure moving beyond the thick dust.

Kuuung! Kuuuuuung!

━Death. Hum. An.

━Kweeeeeeek!

At that moment, something flew in at an incredible speed and swung its sharp claws at the party.

Lo-an wrapped his arms around Sion’s body and lowered his upper body, and then Min Si-joon’s magic breathed fire at the opponent.

Hwarrrrrrrruk!!

━Kweeeeeek! Kweeeeeek!

The enemy, hanging upside down from the high ceiling, glared at the party with its yellow eyes like a snake.

“It’s a gargoyle!”

Min Si-joon exclaimed as soon as he confirmed its identity.

“Yeo-hwa Si-joon Lo-an! Take care of the gargoyle! Han Tae-chi, prepare the item! Benedict, you and I will take care of the monsters coming from the front!”

Siwoo, who had heard Si-joon’s cry, quickly gave orders to the party.

“Yes, master ah, sh*t! A gargoyle right from the start, what a mess!”

Kang Yeo-hwa clicked her tongue and materialized a bow and arrow made of wind.

Gargoyles were monsters that often appeared as villains in games or movies, but in reality, they were not such simple opponents.

A body harder than steel, a speed that surpassed a hippogriff, and every part of its body, including its claws, talons, teeth, and tail, was a sharp weapon.

Even if it was an average combat hunter or magic hunter, they wouldn’t be able to inflict a single scratch on its body.

In particular, while other monsters would show signs of fatigue if their arms or legs were cut off or broken, gargoyles charged in with the same intensity until their core was destroyed, which was more troublesome.

━Kuweeeeeek!

It descended towards the party.

Kang Yeo-hwa aimed her bow at it just in time and quickly flicked the string to tear its flesh.

Magic power filled the large magic circuit, and a magic circle of fierce energy permeated the bow.

[Warrior of the Wind : One Shot, One Kill]

The characters surrounding the arrow flashed brightly.

The fired arrow pierced the gargoyle’s heart at the speed of light.

Peugh!

The gargoyle’s body swayed and fell from the sky to the floor with a loud thud.

“As expected, South Korea’s bow. . . .”

Min Si-joon exclaimed in admiration and then trailed off.

Poof poof poof. Poof poof poof.

More than twenty gargoyles, which looked like they were flying through the darkness, were flying towards them.

“Sion, stay behind me and don’t move.”

Lo-an pulled out a few strands of his hair and blew on them, hoo.

The hair, which was filled with magic power, began to change shape with a buzzing sound as soon as it touched the floor.

[Monkey King: Twelve Transformations]

Twelve strands of hair, which had transformed into the exact same appearance as Lo-an, charged towards the gargoyles that were rushing in.

“Oppa, so many. You’re crazy.”

Sion said with wide eyes as if she was watching a strange scene.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

“. . . Grandmaster, what on earth is that?”

Benedict asked with a face as white as a sheet as he looked at the monster approaching them while wriggling.

【𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞! 𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. . . .】

“Hey, don’t even dream about it.”

Siwoo frowned as he looked at Frey.

━Death. Hum. An.

The monster in front of them that could even speak human language was a flesh golem, a horrific abomination.

Other golems are mainly created through natural elements.

Materials such as metal, minerals, flames, ice, and clay gather around an artificial core engraved with a wizard’s magic and form its shape.

However, the flesh golem in front of them was different in its essence.

The materials that made it up were the flesh, bones, skin, and chunks of meat of living beings.

━Death. Hum. An.

The flesh golem moved its limbs, which were all different in length, volume, movement, and color, and walked towards Siwoo and Benedict.

Even Siwoo’s eyebrows furrowed at its disgusting appearance.

“Grandmaster! I’ve never seen such a golem before! Ugh, it’s dirty! I don’t think my magic will even reach it! I absolutely, absolutely can’t do it!”

Benedict waved his hands as if he was going to vomit.

“Since you said it was cute, how about you deal with it yourself?”

【. . . 𝐈’𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬.】

Siwoo made an ‘I guess so’ expression and held out the ring on his right hand.

“Benedict, block the monster’s attacks with magic so that they don’t reach the other party.”

“Uh. . . I understand. I want to drink cocoa.”

“Han Tae-chi, just give me one item.”

“Y-Yes, President!”

Han Tae-chi handed Siwoo an item that had just been assembled.

Siwoo smiled broadly and began to pour magic power into the ring.

This was Mongolia’s national treasure that he had received from Mongolian President Gantulga after the Mongol expedition was over.

‘𝘈 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺.’

However, Siwoo had changed the name to a pure Korean word meaning ‘blue dragon’ because the name was too long.

“Come out, Pumirmir.”

A gray horse that had eaten its fill of magic power revealed itself, scattering its blue fur like smoke.

━Hehehehehe!

“Good boy.”

Siwoo stroked its forehead and nape and then sat lightly on Pumirmir’s back.

“Hyaa!”

At Siwoo’s command, Pumirmir kicked the ground hard and ran towards the flesh golem.

━Death. Hum. An.

The flesh golem looked at Siwoo with a strange patchwork face that was neither human nor monster.

Then it pulled out a long bone from its back and held it in its hand, and swung it roughly at Pumirmir, who was running towards it.

Kwagaaaaaaaaang!!

A loud roar rang out and a thick trail was carved into the dungeon floor.

━Death. Hum. An.

The flesh golem tried to confirm the corpses of Pumirmir and Siwoo, whom it had killed.

“Looking for me?”

However, Siwoo’s body appeared behind the flesh golem, not on the floor.

Balmung raised blue energy and slashed the monster’s body diagonally.

The feeling of bones and muscles being cut was transmitted to his fingertips through the blade.

After cutting its body, Siwoo immediately moved Pumirmir to get far away from it.

Kwakwakwakwakwak!!

As expected, hundreds of bones sprang up from the spot where Siwoo had been standing.

All of them were pointed like knife blades with their ends sharpened.

“Somehow, it feels dirtier.”

The flesh golem was restored to its original form, like clay.

However, its appearance was not the same as Siwoo had cut it a little while ago.

As if a kindergartener had roughly played with clay, the flesh golem’s appearance was crude and bizarre.

“It seems like the coreㅡ isn’t in the heart after all.”

Generally, the core of golems was located near the heart or the lower abdomen.

Since the body’s composition was usually centered around the core, it had to be in the most central part of the body.

However, if the body was reassembled at will whenever it was crushed, it wouldn’t be strange if the location of the core had changed long ago.

“This is why I have to use inventions.”

Siwoo bent his body while holding Pumirmir’s reins.

The horse ran as fast as the wind.

━Death. Hum. An.

The flesh golem’s abdomen split in half and hundreds of bones protruded like teeth.

And like the mouth of an animal trying to bite and tear its prey, the muscles and bones of its abdomen protruded and tried to pierce Pumirmir’s torso.

Crunch.

At that moment, Siwoo released Pumirmir’s reins and quickly poured magic power into the item that Han Tae-chi had given him and put it into the golem’s torso.

━Death. Hum. An.

The golem jumped up towards Siwoo, who had jumped up above it, and sprayed dozens of bones and venom-filled blood from its body.

‘𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵. . . 𝘪𝘵’𝘭𝘭 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥.’

While he was thinking that,

“Where do you think you are, daring to attack the Grandmaster!!”

Benedict’s magic spread out between the monster’s attack and Siwoo, stopping the golem’s attack.

【𝐀𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞!!】

“Nice, Benedict.”

While the flesh golem was momentarily stunned, Siwoo’s thunderbolt flew between the monster’s open abdomen.

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