The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 203

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟑: 𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐞 2

The Poison Salamander flicked its tongue.

Black venom blossomed like a flower, slowly melting the ground where it landed.

Its face was that of a dragon’s head and its body was that of a large salamander.

With each breath of the Poison Salamander, venomous fog bloomed.

It was a creature made of poison.

━Shuaaak.

The salamander’s eyes glared at Siwoo.

It was the gaze of a predator looking at its prey.

“Kill him.”

As soon as Giovanni gave the order, the salamander’s tail shot out like lightning, striking Siwoo.

━━━━Kwaaang!

Siwoo’s body was thrown through the wall of the banquet hall at a terrifying speed.

“Hahaha! Go after him, Salamander!”

He smiled broadly and jumped out where Siwoo had flown.

Numerous Hunters were already fighting against the other members of the 〈Pandemonium〉 outside the building.

It was a fierce battle, like a dogfight.

“Whew.”

Siwoo raised his body with a frown.

He had put up a shield in an instant, so the damage was almost zero.

However, he could tell from the single blow how dangerous and powerful the summoned creature was.

‘𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯 𝘚-𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘳.’

Of course, Siwoo would not let his party members take such a risk.

He believed that they were doing their part inside, so Siwoo decided to do ‘his part’ as well.

‘𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘗𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳. . . 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦.’

Basically, a salamander is a being called a fire spirit.

Spirits are a different concept from magic. If magic is a phenomenon caused by reciting a spell, spirit magic is a method done through a contract.

And the salamander is also the name of a fire spirit that spirit masters make contracts with.

Siwoo noticed something strange here.

He had noticed that the way Giovanni used the poison was similar to fire.

If the poison was a liquid, it should be similar to water magic, but the way Giovanni handled it was closer to fire than water.

And his doubts turned into certainty when he saw the summoner who combined poison and salamander.

‘𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦?’

It is no exaggeration to say that magic is a combination of imagination and will.

Embodying the magic you want means filling your magic with your imagination and willpower.

Magical power is just a catalyst.

At that moment, the salamander opened its mouth and venom erupted like a flamethrower.

The grass and trees that the blue-black venom touched instantly rotted.

Siwoo quickly strengthened his shield.

Thinly spread magical powers were woven together like warps and woofs, forming layers of layers.

Normally, he would have rotated the multi-layered shields in different directions and deflected the opponent’s attack.

However, there were many Hunters fighting nearby, so he couldn’t do that.

If he made a mistake, the venom might hit someone else.

Hwareureureuk━━!!

A hot black heat poured down on Siwoo.

Whether it was because of the intense heat or the toxicity of the venom, he could feel the shield melting.

“Kekeke, that shield won’t last long.”

Giovanni’s sneering voice could be heard from a distance.

He materialized a spear and held it in his hand, then threw it with all his might toward Siwoo.

Kwaga━━ng!

The shield shattered in an instant and the blade pierced the tip of his chin.

Giovanni didn’t stop there.

“I will spread all my demonic energy and magical power to you like a disaster.”

He continued to materialize spears.

The spears, each about 2 meters in size, left Giovanni’s fingertips and flew toward Siwoo at lightning speed.

【𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞!】

“Wouldn’t it be better to just help me if you want to eat rice?!”

【𝐀𝐡. . . 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭!】

A huge magic circle was drawn under Siwoo’s feet and a blue ice field gushed out.

Soon, a freezing cold that made his breath freeze enveloped the surroundings.

[Snow Story: Ice Age]

Jjeojeojeo. . . jjeojeojeojeog. . .!!

The Poison Salamander within the range, from its legs to its face, was covered in a chilling cold, freezing even its venom.

Siwoo immediately pulled out Balmung and deflected the flying spears.

‘𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳.’

He put all the remaining magical power into Balmung while looking at the continuous attacks from Giovanni.

The blade of the sword trembled.

A faint blue light bloomed on the blade.

Siwoo swung his sword as if he was going to cut the horizon.

A crescent-shaped sword light flashed across the ice field, bathing the surroundings in light.

Kwaga━━ng!

The ground erupted, and white dust scattered.

An uncomfortable silence.

“Kekeke, Mr. Siwoo. It seems you’re out of magical power now. I think you can see that I’ve won.”

A black silhouette rushed toward Siwoo through the dust flying in the wind.

Giovanni’s shoulders, which had been pulled back far, swung forward.

Swi━━sh!!

The flesh burst and Siwoo flew dozens of meters, rolling on the ground.

He could feel the impact on his fingertips.

“You little punk, that’s why you shouldn’t mess with adults.”

Giovanni looked away and smiled smugly.

It was quite a tough battle.

Usually, any opponent who was hit by his poison wouldn’t last more than 3 minutes at most, but Siwoo had been attacking until he ran out of magical power, so even Giovanni couldn’t help but be nervous.

“Poison Salamander, release.”

He released the frozen summoner and reabsorbed the magical power and demonic energy.

‘𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 30% 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵.’

He had known from Kaise and Diakan’s reports that he was strong, but he hadn’t expected him to withstand even an SS-rank opponent like himself to this extent.

Even so, he had only thought of him as a ‘slightly strong’ Hunter, ranked somewhere between 20th and 30th.

However, his true abilities were not at that level.

Although Giovanni did not fight with all his might, it was true that he fought with all his might with the intention of killing him.

The result was that 70% of his total magical power and demonic energy had been consumed.

‘𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘪𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵.’

Giovanni grumbled that there were many problems with the report and that he would have to find areas for improvement, and was about to leave.

Kim Hwan and Skinner will still be fighting inside the banquet hall.

However, there was one thing he knew and two did not.

‘𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘶𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.’

Giovanni had no intention of going inside and trying to save them by appealing to his loyalty to Kim Hwan or Skinner.

If they were lucky, they would come back alive, and if not—.

‘𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭.’

He took a step with a self-deprecating laugh.

That’s when it happened.

A strange air current that you feel when you shouldn’t be getting up.

An ominous premonition crossed his face.

Giovanni’s instincts screamed strangely.

It was telling him that it was dangerous, to run away quickly.

‘𝘔𝘦, 𝘎𝘪𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪, 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦!’

However, the warning was blocked by Giovanni’s instincts.

Since it was the first time he had felt such an emotion after awakening his fear, Giovanni could not respond honestly to that emotion.

He turned his head towards the direction where a chilling murderous intent was blooming.

“Mr. Min Siwoo. . .?”

He had definitely hit him in the head with a fist full of poison and magical power.

He had definitely seen blood gushing out and flesh falling off.

He should have died.

That guy was getting up from his seat and glaring at Giovanni with strange eyes.

With a perfectly fine face.

“You have no magical power left, so just pretend to be dead and stay there. Why are you getting up again? Are you courting death?”

“When did I ever court death?”

“Right now, you are.”

Giovanni regained his magical power and walked briskly toward Siwoo.

For someone without magical power to approach an opponent with magical power is like running into the middle of the enemy lines on a battlefield without a gun.

‘𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 1𝘴𝘵 𝘏𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘺 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴.’

He arched his back and pulled his shoulders back as far as he could.

Demonic energy and magical power mixed together and gathered in his fist.

The muscles in his thighs, calves, and buttocks swelled and hardened from his heels.

“Let me kill you easily.”

His shoulders and elbows rushed forward at the same time with the recoil of his waist.

Bang!

“Kyaaaak!”

Giovanni fell to his knees, clutching his hand.

The fist surrounded by magic power was covered in blood with bones protruding here and there.

He raised his head, his right hand trembling.

He definitely didn’t feel any magical power. . .

‘𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭. . . 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳. . .?’

The position of 2nd rank and the title of 2nd Hierarchy in 〈Pandemonium〉 were not just given.

They were achievements based on stronger magical power than others, vast combat experience, and a sense of skill.

Therefore, he could tell whether an opponent was controlling their magical power or if they had run out of magical power, even with his eyes closed.

Siwoo was definitely out of magical power.

His ragged breathing, his pale complexion due to lack of magical power, and the concentration of magical power fading from his body, starting from the farthest part of his dantian.

The difference was so subtle that it was impossible to notice unless he concentrated, but Giovanni was able to grasp it with his wild senses.

“How did the lost magical power. . .?”

He hadn’t taken a potion.

No matter how effective a mana potion is, it can only fill about 30%.

However, the momentum of the magical power now bursting out of Siwoo was not at the 30% level.

‘𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. . . 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦?’

This was theoretically impossible.

Unless he had two dantians from the beginning.

“That fist just now was a little painful.”

Siwoo opened his mouth as if growling.

Giovanni flinched and looked at his face, but there were no wounds other than a little blood.

“Don’t tell me. . . You just played with me. . . Did you?”

“No, I didn’t. I couldn’t just play around with the 2nd rank. But I didn’t use all my strength either.”

Siwoo’s words were not a bluff.

The magical power and murderous intent that radiated from him, thick enough to make one’s skin crawl, were proof of that.

Giovanni broke out in a cold sweat as he felt the momentum of his opponent, which he couldn’t keep up with.

“Kekeke. . . Are you going to have a second round now?”

“No. Not a second round.”

Siwoo clenched his fists so tightly that they made a cracking sound.

His arms were pulled back.

“It’s my turn to return what I received.”

!!!

As his fist swung, Giovanni’s upper body completely disappeared.

The grass fell back and a cool breeze blew.

Siwoo flew into the still-chaotic banquet hall, leaving behind only the lower half of his body.

He glanced at the chaotic scene and looked for the 〈Pandemonium〉 organization members.

“Kukakakaka! Even Harold Bloom is nothing! There is no spear that can pierce my shield!”

Skinner, with one arm tattered, came into view, spewing madness.

“Who are you? You too will die under my shield.”

“Shut up and get out of my way.”

Zzzzeeeeeeeeeeeeng!!

Siwoo’s ether tore through Skinner’s shield and sent his head flying.

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