The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 233

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑𝟑: 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 3

Swish.

Balmung is drawn from its sheath, revealing its icy form.

Siwoo channeled a surge of mana from his dantian and poured it into Balmung.

Empowered, Balmung hummed menacingly, its azure blade crackling with anticipation.

【𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭!】

“Who’s that supposed to be for . . . .”

Siwoo glanced at Pre, momentarily taken aback, before quickly regaining his composure and lunging forward with Alkesul’s gust of wind.

“Hahahaha! Are you trying to commit suicide? Nothing can survive in my wind!”

Alkesul erupted in manic laughter at his opponent’s incomprehensible actions.

The maximum speed of the wind gushing from his fan was 400 knots, an astonishing figure equivalent to 205 meters per second.

A typhoon with a speed of 60 meters per second could topple buildings, so it was no surprise that the surroundings were being reduced to scorched earth.

Alkesul pushed his fan even harder, unmindful of the mana veins bursting in his body.

A towering, high-speed tornado shot up into the sky.

The nearby residents, caught off guard by the sudden disaster, fled in terror, their mouths agape at the devastation.

It was as if the clouds had collided with the ground, lightning flashing and thunder roaring all around.

“Hahahaha! What’s the matter? Did you die in there?!”

Alkesul shouted into the tornado, his voice tinged with provocation when Siwoo’s response was met with silence.

He must be dead.

No matter how physically strong a Hunter might be, it was impossible to survive inside that thing.

Even a normal wind could shred skin and crush bodies at that speed, let alone Alkesul’s typhoon, which was no mere wind but a tempest infused with demonic energy.

No matter how much mana an Awakener’s body was imbued with, it would not be able to withstand such force.

Alkesul cracked a triumphant smile and prepared to retract the wind from his fan.

He was on the verge of collapsing, his body nearly spent from overexerting his demonic energy.

He folded the fan and propped it against the ground, leaning his body against it.

‘𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘣𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸 . . . 𝘯𝘰, 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺.’

That was the moment it happened.

Swo━━━━osh!!

A beam of light erupted from the tornado, cutting through the void.

Alkesul’s face twisted in shock.

Instinctively, he raised his fan to block the incoming attack.

It was a split second.

If he had raised the fan even 0.013 seconds later, Alkesul’s body would have been cleaved in two and scattered on the ground.

His countless battles, where he had fought for his life, had etched this instinct into his being, saving his life once more.

The fan was sliced in half along the path of the beam of light.

Despite being made of a high-strength alloy of steel, carbon silicon, and a mineral found only in the demon realm.

Staring at the fan, which had been severed as if it were paper, Alkesul desperately searched for a way out of this predicament.

If Siwoo’s blade flashed again, his life would truly be forfeit.

He spread the remaining half of the fan and swung it at Siwoo.

The sharpness of its edge cut through the air like a blade.

Siwoo twisted his head to avoid the fan’s trajectory and immediately raised Balmung.

Just as he was about to deliver the final blow,

Clang!

A straight-edged sword blocked his attack.

“You shall not kill my comrade!”

Liu Xing roared, lunging at Siwoo with a fierce sword strike.

The blades clashed, screeching as they tried to devour each other, sparks flying with each impact.

“Liu Xing! Be careful, he’s strong!”

“I know! Alkesul needs to recover his energy quickly!”

“Do you think I’ll just stand here and watch him do that?”

Siwoo smirked and tossed Balmung into the air, manifesting a shotgun in both hands.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The rapid-fire shots came so fast that Liu Xing desperately tried to block the bullets with his sword, but the shotgun’s spread was too much for him to handle.

“Graaagh!”

As Liu Xing staggered, Siwoo dismissed the shotgun and caught the falling Balmung, swinging it down with lethal force.

“Gulp . . . .”

Blood gushed from Alkesul’s mouth as he collapsed to the ground.

“A-Alkesul!!”

Siwoo caught his breath.

In truth, he had overused his heel to launch a surprise attack into the tornado.

Excruciating pain shot through his muscles with every passing second, but it had been necessary to catch his opponent off guard.

Just then, Javier, who had been watching from a distance, approached and spoke urgently.

“Excuse me . . . Hunter Min Siwoo. Burdeos is nowhere to be seen. The hostages are still here.

“He rushed off to somewhere else when the typhoon hit.”

“Do you happen to know where he went?”

“Well, considering the three-on-one situation was unfavorable, he must have gone to gather reinforcements.”

“Reinforcements . . . ?”

Siwoo looked at Javier intently.

“His men must have attacked the [Elephant Union] by now.”

“. . . . . .”

“Burdeos will help his men slaughter your comrades.”

“. . . . . .”

“What are you doing? Get going now.”

“Ugh! Understood!”

Javier grimaced and bolted towards the original location of today’s operation.

“Well, we should get started on round two.”

Siwoo, who had barely caught his breath, said to Liu Xing.

“You. . . killed my comrade. . .!”

“Cut the crap and come at me. You must have killed people too, right?”

“Do you even know who we are?!”

“You don’t seem to be half-demons, so you must be from 〈Pandemonium〉.”

Liu Xing’s expression hardened as he channeled demonic energy into his body.

“What is your identity?”

“Haven’t you heard my name yet? It’s Min Siwoo.”

“Min Siwoo . . . Min Siwoo . . . Could it be Min Siwoo, who recently rose to SSS-rank?!”

“Oh, I’m honored that you recognize me.”

Siwoo said, although he didn’t mean it, and furiously circulated mana throughout his body.

In contrast, Liu Xing’s expression became more complex than before.

‘𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘎𝘪𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘰𝘴.’

He infused his sword with the demonic energy he had drawn and assumed a sword stance.

Thud.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Xing’s body lunged forward, swinging his greatsword horizontally like a blunt instrument.

A blade that slashed like an ax.

‘𝘛𝘤𝘩.’

Siwoo blocked the powerful strike with a half-swording stance, holding the hilt with one hand and the upper part of the blade with the other.

Clang!!

A tremendous shockwave followed, sending a jolt of pain from his fingertips to his shoulder, as if he had been struck by a hammer.

“Ugh!”

Realizing that Siwoo had blocked his attack, Liu Xing spun around and swung his greatsword again.

“You bastard . . . !”

Siwoo quickly deployed a spell.

A chilling aura emanated from the azure magic circle drawn on the ground, freezing the very air.

Buzzzzzz. . . crackle . . . !!

Liu Xing’s greatsword stopped inches from Siwoo’s face.

Balmung traced a trajectory of light towards his vital point.

Clang!!

At that moment, the ice surrounding Ryu Xing shattered, and his giant sword deflected Siwoo’s attack.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, he was comparable to Do Kyung-hoo.

“Can you block this too?”

“What do you mean—!!”

Boom!!

The teeth of a dragon, which had erupted from the ground, tore into Liu Xing’s body without mercy.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

Jaime’s [Ruthless Descent] was a high-risk, high-return skill with a 24-hour cooldown.

It could double all of his senses and physical abilities, but it also heightened his emotions and dulled his reason, making him a danger even to his allies.

That was why it was a skill he avoided using when fighting with others, if possible.

However, he had no choice after Choi Kang-yul caused them to miss the time they had agreed upon with Burdeos.

“Grrrrrr! I’ll tear you limb from limb!”

Jaime’s eyes gleamed with madness as he swung his scimitar.

As he traded blows with Jaime while under the influence of the skill, Choi Kang-yul sustained several injuries.

Watching the scimitar swing towards him again, Choi Kang-yul steeled his mind.

Judging from the movement of his shoulders and legs, it was impossible to dodge perfectly, as his basic speed and strength had increased too drastically.

Therefore, Choi Kang-yul resolved himself to endure some injuries.

Thud!!

His shoulder was sliced open, blood gushing out.

Jaime’s eyes still sparkled with madness, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

“Kekekekeke die, die!”

“A human whose reason has been paralyzed is no different from a beast.”

“What?!”

Suddenly, an immense surge of mana erupted from Choi Kang-yul’s fist and struck Jaime’s abdomen directly.

Bam!!

As if a missile had been fired, green lightning filled the surroundings.

Jaime was slammed into the ground, coughing up blood.

“Cough! Y-You little bastard . . . cough! I’ll kill you . . . !”

“I don’t think I’ll die to someone like you.”

“How dare you . . . cough! Let’s see how long you can keep that mouth of yours running . . . !”

Jaime staggered to his feet.

Choi Kang-yul briefly tended to his shoulder before immediately assuming a fighting stance.

That was when it happened.

“Jaime. What’s going on here?”

It was not a voice filled with rage.

It was merely a question, spoken in a matter-of-fact manner, but the battlefield fell silent in an instant, as if cold water had been poured over it.

All eyes were focused on one place.

No, even if they hadn’t been, it would have been a reflexive action, close to instinct.

“B-Burdeos . . . .”

Jaime’s voice trembled as if his madness had subsided.

The confidence and madness that had consumed him were nowhere to be seen.

“I’m sure I set a clear time for us to meet.”

Burdeos glanced at the watch on his wrist and scratched his head with the handle of his machete.

“S-Sorry . . . . I didn’t expect them to put up such a fight . . . .”

“Is that your excuse?”

“T-That’s not an excuse . . . .”

“Is it because I haven’t been training my subordinates properly?”

His voice was dry and emotionless, like the sand of a desert.

Choi Kang-yul realized that Burdeos’ appearance had not boosted the morale of the Sicario Kartel members but had instead filled them with terror.

Burdeos’ predatory gaze fell upon Jaime.

Jaime shuddered under his gaze and barely managed to speak.

“T-This asshole! We’re doing our best! Can’t you see we’re fighting while spitting blood?!”

It was probably due to the heightened emotions and dulled reason caused by the [Ruthless Descent] skill, as well as the anger from being hit by Choi Kang-yul.

Normally, he wouldn’t have dared to talk back to Burdeos, but Jaime’s brain was currently flooded with emotions.

A brief, tense silence hung in the air.

The Sicario Kartel members all turned pale at Jaime’s outburst.

Why was this crazy bastard making a scene?

“Haah.”

Burdeos slung his machete over his shoulder and let out a low sigh.

A thick aura of rage that could not be described as mere anger.

Jaime, sensing the strange atmosphere, came to his senses and was about to make another excuse when,

Clang!!

Burdeos’ machete, moving with lightning speed, split his skull in two.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, splattering ruthlessly on Burdeos’ face.

He stepped on Jaime’s neck, which had collapsed to the ground, and forcefully pulled out his machete.

Blood dripped down, staining the rough desert floor.

“Are you also from Korea, like that Min Siwoo fellow?”

Burdeos asked, casually swinging his machete to shake off the blood.

“So what if I am?”

“What do you mean, ‘so what’?!”

Choi Kang-yul remained on guard.

He was wary of the man’s approach and prepared to use his skills at any moment.

That was what he thought, but then it happened.

Thwack!

Burdeos’ machete sliced through Choi Kang-yul’s side, drawing a bloody cry.

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