The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 22.2

He hadn’t done a confirmation kill because he had been caught off guard.

However, if he hadn’t prepared in advance and had suffered such a shock, he would have been seriously injured at the very least.

Furthermore, he hadn’t been hit in a non-vital area.

“But that damn. . . How is that possible?”

However, the man who emerged from the wrecked escort vehicle was completely unharmed.

He brushed off his clothes as if he were dusting them off, and looked intently at Volk and the old man.

“Heh heh. I guess the guard was tougher than I thought. I only asked for one newbie.”

“I definitely kicked him in the head.”

“Do you know any Hunters who die from a puppy’s kick?”

“This damn old man. . . I kicked him right in the temple. And it didn’t feel like he was using mana either.”

“Hmm- I guess it’s one of two things. Either your skills have gotten rusty, or that guy is tougher than you think. Either way, it looks like we’re going to have to kill him.”

The old man tilted his head and laughed like a boiling kettle.


Siwoo turned off his body cam the moment the car overturned.

He only needed to record evidence that the other party had tried to escape.

At the very least, he would have to report how he had escaped.

He got out of the vehicle and calmly spoke to Volk.

“Assault on a guard, attempted escape from an escort vehicle, and removal of an Awakened criminal’s seal. Based on the authority of an HSIU Hunter, this is considered a prison break.”

“. . . . . .What?”

He then issued the same warning to the others who appeared to be his comrades.

“Assisting a prisoner’s escape, and presumably blowing up the escort vehicle. Judging from the presence of mana, I believe you are an Awakener, so based on the authority of an HSIU Hunter, you are considered a suspect.”

Volk’s expression twisted with each word he spoke.

The old man next to him looked amused, while the young man remained expressionless.

The final words,

“All of you will be executed on the spot.”

Changed the atmosphere.

Siwoo released the mana from his dantian and pumped it into every corner of his body.

Like water being shot out of a fire hose, a fierce torrent of mana enveloped his body.

【𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕒. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤.】

“Heh heh heh. What an impatient little puppy. It seems like HSIU is good at picking their newbies. Better than our youngsters. Hey, kid.”

“I know. [𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞].”

Mana gathered in the young man’s ten fingers.

The purple mana opened its mouth like a living snake and shot out.


The ten strands of mana each shot towards Siwoo.

He dodged the attacks that stabbed at him like Lightning Flash by a hair’s breadth, and glared at his enemies on the other side.

‘𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚.’

They didn’t make any other moves, as if they were gauging Siwoo’s abilities.

In an instant, the attacks he had dodged changed direction and headed towards Siwoo again.

“Heh heh. You’re not supposed to deflect that, you’re supposed to destroy it. That was the foolish judgment of someone who lacks experience.”

“Lacking experience, huh.”

A brown magic circle was instantly created in Siwoo’s hand.

As the 12 characters glowed, dozens of blade-like stone pillars shot up around them.


The mana of [𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞], which had been pierced by the stone pillars, fluttered like a dying snake, then turned into mana and dispersed into the air.

As everyone was momentarily stunned by the ridiculous speed at which he had implemented his skill, Siwoo’s figure disappeared.

“. . . Huh!!”

The old man was the first to notice the reaction.

He was not very good at eyesight, but he was good at sensing mana, and he reacted as soon as he sensed that the faint mana coming from Siwoo had disappeared.

The old man’s hands turned blue and yellow.

━Pazhuzhuzhuzhu. . .!

Each of the magic circles unfolded massively, and the lightning-fast flash of [𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞]’s magic power flew towards the approaching place.


The ground crumbled and trees twisted and broke.

A vast area was turned upside down in an instant by the widespread mana typhoon.

Amidst the billowing dust,

“He’s faster than he looks.”

The old man stroked his beard with a sly smile.

He was praising Siwoo, who had somehow escaped the attack range.

“Double Casting. The old man isn’t wasting his years.”

Siwoo looked a little surprised.

Implementing skills of different natures at the same time was like writing different languages with your left and right hands.

It was a delicate and difficult task.

“Heh heh heh. You’re a cheeky little puppy. You’re just like that puppy over there.”

“Are you crazy, old man!”

“But your skills are lacking to deal with ‘us’. You have a bright future, but it can’t be helped. We have to clean up this mess.”

The old man tapped his staff on the ground.


As he poured mana into the earth’s veins, a huge formation appeared.

A pattern distinctly different from the rune characters that appeared when using skills.

【𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤? 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕀’𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕟𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕖! 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥!】

“That’s not an ordinary cane, it’s a relic.”

Siwoo focused on the energy spreading out beneath his feet and tried to distance himself.

He had thought that he was just an Awakened criminal who could use a little magic,

But his skills were surprisingly good.

“Heh heh. It’s too late, puppy.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Siwoo’s body swayed and his knees buckled.


A heavy weight pressed down on him from all sides, as if he had been wrapped in lead, forcing him into the ground.

His knees hit the ground and his palms barely supported his body.

He had a premonition that if he let his guard down for a moment, his whole body would be crushed like a crumpled can.

“This gravity formation isn’t a technique meant to bind one person. It’s a technique that usually requires at least twenty people. It’s a bad deal.”

A relic was a powerful item, but it was also a nearly disposable tool.

The formation would appear when mana was poured into the spell engraved by the creator.

The problem was that it cost a lot of money to make.

“I’ll have to charge the higher-ups for this when I get back. It’s too much of an investment for a technology to rescue a single puppy.”

“What the hell! Is that my fault?”

“Heh heh. It’s a shame, though. It would have been much better for you to join our organization to improve your abilities.”

“Who. . . No, who are you guys!”

Siwoo asked, his body pinned to the ground by the invisible pressure.

The old man didn’t answer, but stared at Siwoo for a moment, then nodded towards Volk.

“Yes, even when you die, you should know why you’re dying.”

Volk took out a cigarette and lit it, exhaling a puff of smoke.

“We are 〈BESTIA〉. We are Hunter-specialized killers.”

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