The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 163

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟔𝟑: 𝐃𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 3

“Come forth, Ruyi.”

At Lo-an’s command, the clones each manifested a Ruyi and gripped it in their hands.

A horde of gargoyles, shaped like devils, dragged their solid bodies to the surface.

━Kuwueeeeek!

━Keureureureug!

The creatures, baring their hideous fangs, swung their long claws and talons without restraint.

“Sister! Smash them with your fists!”

“Hey, Min Si-joon! Don’t you see their bodies are as hard as rocks?”

“Step aside, samae.”

Lo-an’s clones stepped forward and fended off the Gagoil’s attacks with their knives.

Kwaaaaaang!!

A sharp, piercing sound akin to metal clashing against metal assaulted their ears.

Kwaaaaaang!! Kkwaaaaa—!!

Dozens of gargoyles and twelve clones followed, swinging their respective weapons and creating an immense clamor.

“Oh, you’re quite skilled, aren’t you?”

“Samae, referring to me as ‘you’ is a bit. . .”

“Then what? Should I call you ‘this punk’?”

“. . .I guess ‘you’ is the least offensive.”

Lo-an nodded in resignation.

“The battle isn’t over yet!”

Min Si-joon looked at them in disbelief and raised his staff forward.

The immense magic power condensed at the tip of the staff, summoning a massive, circular magic circle.

Ku—ng!

The magic circle, adorned with various symbols and shapes, was imbued with power.

Min Si-joon smiled faintly as he meticulously controlled the magic power, employing the techniques his brother had taught him.

A crimson radiance burst forth.

[Incinerate: Blazing Spears]

Dozens of flaming spears, brimming with intense heat, materialized.

“Go.”

The spears, like missiles, soared through the air, tracing their trajectories toward Min Si-joon’s targeted enemies.

Min Si-joon precisely controlled every movement through his staff.

While it would be easier to let the skill’s ability guide the spears to their marks, the resulting magic power wastage could prove disadvantageous in later battles.

‘𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳.’

Those were the words his brother always used when teaching his disciples.

It wasn’t just mere verbal instruction.

Excessive and unnecessary use of magic power would result in severe punishment.

‘𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵? 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥?’

What followed was a hellish ordeal.

The training would continue until every disciple’s magic reserves were depleted. Remarkably, Siwoo’s reserves rarely dropped below half.

Through such repeated exercises, they learned to value magic power and developed meticulous control over it.

Kwagagagagagaga!!!

The sharp spear tips pierced the gargoyles’s bodies, releasing their concentrated heat.

While flame-based magic is typically less effective against rock or stone-based monsters, Min Si-joon’s spears reached the core areas of his enemies, inducing secondary explosions, rendering their resilience irrelevant.

“Si-joon.”

“What is it, Sister?”

“If you could do this, why did you tell me to smash the rocks with my fists?”

“Uh. . .”

“Did you think my hands wouldn’t get smashed?”

“Well, you’re better at hand-to-hand combat than Hyung, aren’t you?”

Min Si-joon looked at Lo-an pleadingly, but he turned away, ignoring his plea for help.

“Hyung?”

“. . .I’ll go finish off the remaining Gagoil. Take care of Sion.”

“Hyung! I want to come too!”

“Si-joon. You should talk to your sister.”

“Your face is pale, Oppa.”

Sion chuckled as she pointed at Min Si-joon’s pale face.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Pazzijijijijikㅡㅡ!!

A fierce electric shock spread through the Flesh Golem’s open abdomen.

The bright yellow flash, which seemed to burn the enemy, spread throughout the monster’s body, along its bones, muscles, and organs.

━Jukigikikikikigin!!

The Golem trembled violently as if it had been electrocuted, and its jaw chattered loudly.

“President! You must avoid it!!”

Han Tae-chi, who had been watching the situation, cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted.

Click, click, click.

Click.

As soon as the timer on the item embedded in the Golem’s body ran out,

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!

The item, which had reacted to the magic, exploded violently, tearing the Flesh Golem into pieces of flesh.

It did not seem like a complete living creature in the first place, but seeing it torn into pieces made it feel even more grotesque.

Siwoo, who was surrounded by a magic shield and had not been touched by a single drop of blood, flicked the dust off his body and walked towards his party.

“As expected, you are amazing, President!”

“What are you talking about! The one who is amazing is our Grandmaster! Good work, Grandmaster!!”

“Huh? But the President just did all the attacking. . . .”

【𝐀𝐡𝐞𝐦! 𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝! 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐨!】

━Heehing!

Pre rode on the miniaturized Pumirmir’s body and boasted arrogantly.

Han Tae-chi widened his eyes and bowed to Pre.

“Heavens! Then it’s like a live-action version of Ratatouille! Now I understand! I respect you, Vice President!”

【𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭! 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝!】

Siwoo clicked his tongue at Pre and Benedict, who had become ‘Dumb and Dumber.’

“Have you taken care of all the gargoyles?”

“Yes, Master Si-joon and he did them all.”

“Shiny, shiny hair. Oppa is strong.”

“. . . Samae, at least call me senior in front of Master.”

“Oh, should I? Si-joon and this punk took care of them all, master.”

“. . . . . . .”

Siwoo chuckled and patted Lo-an’s shoulder.

About twenty gargoyles and one Flesh Golem.

It seemed excessive for the entrance of the dungeon, but it also seemed weak considering it was supposed to be ‘thoroughly searched.’

“Let’s go in for now. It’s a more interesting place than I thought.”

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

The deeper they went into the dungeon, the darker and more humid it became.

Due to the nature of the subspace, it did not feel stuffy or closed in.

It just felt incredibly vast and immense.

When exploring a dungeon like this, it was essential to bring a Hunter who could map it out or a Hunter who was good at scouting, but there was no need to worry since Siwoo excelled at both abilities.

“But what was this used for? Was it some kind of temple?”

Kang Yeo-hwa asked, observing the repetitive interior structure.

“I think so. When a certain group gathers, there tends to be an object of worship. It’s difficult to understand all the carvings, but it seems to be about waiting for a god.”

Han Tae-chi listened to his explanation and nodded with admiration.

“Oh~~~ Their longing for the god they are waiting for seems immense! The scale is so large that it seems to be as big as a large castle in Germany! It can’t even be compared to a large church, right?”

As Benedict said, the walls were lined with reliefs that were difficult to understand from floor to ceiling, and the floor was littered with an incredible number of broken statues.

Considering the time it took them to walk from the entrance of the dungeon, it was almost impossible to count them all.

“And those lights on the ceiling, aren’t they incredibly expensive?”

“I want to have one too, Sister.”

Sion’s eyes sparkled as she pointed to the lights hanging from the high ceiling.

“Heavens! P-President! Is this a skull?”

At that moment, Han Tae-chi, who was looking around excitedly, gasped and reported to Siwoo.

“It is a skull. But it doesn’t look like human remains. . . Looking at the horns on its head, it seems to be a demon or a devil.”

Siwoo muttered as he observed the bone that Han Tae-chi had stepped on.

“Master. . . There seem to be many more skeletons over there.”

Lo-an narrowed his eyes and pointed to the dark area at the end of the corridor.

“Oh. My. God. Could there be a monster strong enough to handle dozens of demons at once? Grandmaster! What should I do?!”

【𝐌𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞! 𝐈 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐞!】

“Yes! I understand!”

“. . . What’s different from the orders I’ve been given so far?”

Siwoo pressed his index finger hard on Pre’s tiny forehead, who had become brazen.

【𝐀𝐜𝐤! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞!】

“Be quiet. I will take the lead, and Benedict will follow me. Lo-an will be at the very end.”

“Yes~~ Benedict shall follow closely.”

“I understand, Master.”

Siwoo left their answers behind and walked into the dark corridor first.

Unlike the previous path, the width of the corridor narrowed, and the ceiling became much lower.

Of course, it was still wide enough for several people to pass through comfortably.

Siwoo walked forward, carefully examining the skeletons scattered everywhere.

【𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝! 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐳𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧!】

━Heehing!

Pre, riding on a tiny Pumirmir, who was the size of a palm, looked around and shouted with joy.

“If it’s that good, why don’t you live here for the rest of your life?”

【𝐈’𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐈’𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭!】

“Who am I going to pounce on?”

Tukwakakak!

At that moment, a gruesome iron skewer flew from the end of the corridor with a mechanical sound.

Siwoo had anticipated it and spread a magic shield in front of him.

“Master!!”

Kang Yeo-hwa exclaimed in shock.

The iron skewer, which had come faster than expected, shattered Siwoo’s shield and tried to pierce his body.

Turrrruung!!!

However, his right hand, wrapped in magic power, easily grabbed the blade of the iron skewer.

“The ones who react slowly are all dead?”

If not, a long, blunt object like this would have pierced through them and killed them in such a dark place.

Siwoo grabbed the blade of the iron skewer, tilted his shoulder back, and threw it forward with all his might.

Chuchuchuchuuuㅡ Kwaaaaaaaaaaang!!

The sound of friction tearing through the air continued, and then the sound of something shattering rang out.

“Let’s go.”

Siwoo dusted off his palms and started walking again.

“Uh. . . Master, are you not hurt anywhere?”

“Huh? Of course I am. If I were to get hurt by something like this, I would have to quit being a Hunter.”

“Is that so. . .?”

“Quit being a Hunter? Sister?”

Kang Yeo-hwa put her index finger to her lips and made a shushing sound as Sion asked in an innocent voice.

After walking for a while, a large pupil appeared.

It seemed to be a space that served as a hub leading to other passages rather than a gathering place where many people had gathered like a hall.

“The lighting is especially dark here. Han Tae-chi.”

“Yes, President, I will prepare it right away!”

Han Tae-chi began to rummage through his item bag to find the necessary equipment.

“This is a light bulb that reacts with magic! Inside, there is a circuit and a magic stone that converts magic into magic power!”

He continued to explain eagerly to Siwoo in an enthusiastic voice.

This was because he would be in trouble if Siwoo cut off his support because his inventions were considered useless.

“Now, let’s light the fire!”

When he infused it with magic power and lifted the item into the air, a soft light illuminated the surroundings.

“. . . Master.”

“Yes, I see it too.”

“Oh my God. . . Grandmaster, it seems like we have come to the Catacombs after all!”

The party observed their surroundings slowly with faces full of tension.

What they had thought was a cavity was a tomb of bones made up of tens of thousands of dead.

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