The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 237

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑𝟕: 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 1

Siwoo, blazing with a ferocity never seen before, advanced towards Burdeos.

The usual look of annoyance and boredom was nowhere to be found.

Neither was it the face of the SSS-rank Hunter commissioned by President Enrique, nor the face of the HSIU Special Agent.

[Mad Dog Guild]’s Guild Leader or Three Venerables?

That wasn’t it either.

Choi Kang-yul was seeing this expression on Siwoo for the first time.

A refined and composed antipathy, unlike the overt fury Burdeos exuded.

If the anger of ordinary people blazed like fire, Siwoo’s emotions resembled the cold, chilling settling of ice.

To Choi Kang-yul, it felt all the more terrifying.

He realized the implications of Siwoo’s words in an instant and rushed to Han Tae-chi, retrieving a potion from the item box.

He had to evacuate the people here before they ‘got caught up.’

“Ugh. . . This son of a b*tch. . .”

Burdeos rose from his seat, gnashing his teeth.

His side and neck still throbbed from the chilling shock.

The fact that Min Siwoo was here meant he had taken care of those sent by the Veneno Kartel.

‘𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥’𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵’𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯.’

He may have only exchanged a few blows, but Burdeos had gotten a glimpse of Liu Xing and Alkesul’s strength.

They were by no means weak, and if their skill compatibility wasn’t taken into account, they might have felt slightly inferior to Burdeos.

‘𝘐𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸.’

Burdeos grasped Siwoo’s condition in passing.

Siwoo was certainly a formidable opponent, easily among the strongest he had ever encountered.

If he and Siwoo were to face off in peak condition, he couldn’t guarantee victory.

But not now.

Siwoo’s mana was visibly depleted, and his condition was exhausted from fighting formidable opponents.

His current combat power was far below his own.

‘𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥’𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.’

It was bizarre.

Becoming the overlord of the North American cartels, including Mexico, had been his long-cherished goal.

Yet the obstacle that emerged at the most historic moment of his transition was a Hunter he had never seen before.

Burdeos had expected to face off against Giovanni or Koga Haruki

He had heard from government sources that President Enrique was in contact with super high-rankers, and Burdeos had even simulated their battle footage in advance.

‘𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴.’

Min Siwoo, the world’s first SSS-rank Hunter.

But Burdeos didn’t know for sure how strong a Hunter of that rank could be.

Because he had never fought in a ranking match.

“Well, what does that matter? Dead or alive, they’re all just pieces of meat when you kill them.”

Burdeos muttered softly and gathered all the mana in his dantian.

Crimson aura crackled and surged throughout his body, emitting a tumultuous aura that mingled with the foul miasma.

Zzt-zzzzt-zzzzt!!

The ground beneath him caved in, and a cataclysmic mana surged forth, sending red lightning sparking into the void.

The Hunters who had been dodging his aura were overwhelmed, their jaws dropping or their legs giving out.

An unimaginable force of pure evil.

The power he had unleashed against the [Elephant Union] Hunters earlier had been mere child’s play. Burdeos’ full force was overwhelmingly formidable, even for Choi Kang-yul and Han Tae-chi.

“To think we believed we could win. . .”

“I guess it was our arrogance to think we could win. . .”

“Oh. . . That’s right. We weren’t even close to being able to keep up.”

“Will the Guild Leader be alright?”

“Well, I don’t know him well enough to say. But. . .”

Han Tae-chi thought of Siwoo’s disciples and the others guarding him.

Min Si-joon, Lo-an, Kang Yeo-hwa, Do Kyung-hoo, Hwang Jeong-gu, Namir, Benedict, and even Choi Dae-soo.

“The others would never have imagined President losing. It’s funny, isn’t it? But. . . I think it’s rubbed off on me too.”

“Is that so? Then let’s believe and get out of here for now.”

The moment they finished roughly applying potions to the injured parts of the other Hunters and turned to evacuate, Burdeos charged at Siwoo.

“Graaaaah!”

A savage motion, like a ferocious beast mauling its prey.

Siwoo also gathered all the mana in his dantian and poured it into Balmung.

The blade gleamed fiercely with blue light.

Burdeos realized that this attack was Siwoo’s last resort.

“Kukuku. Come on. Come at me!!”

“Then I won’t hold back.”

Balmung descended in a straight line, extending a long, searing ray of light.

The sword strike, seemingly capable of cleaving space itself, left a trail of pure white as it shot towards Burdeos at an alarming speed.

Kaboom!!

A sharp frictional sound rang out as if an eardrum had burst.

Amidst the blinding glare, people could see Burdeos standing firm.

The Hunters fell to their knees, unable to hide their despair.

It was the moment everything ended.

“Kuk. . . Kukhahahaha! Now, Mexico is mine! I will spread the name of Burdeos far and wide, beyond Mexico to all of North America!”

Burdeos’ face twisted into an expression of ecstasy, his lips curling into a wide grin.

Although the skin on his palms was torn from blocking the sword strike, he didn’t seem to care, thinking he had already won.

Siwoo rested his hand on his waist and let out a deep sigh.

He was visibly exhausted.

Balmung, drained of mana, had lost its radiance and returned to its original dull gray.

‘𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘺.’

His mana pool had grown so large that it took an eternity to deplete.

“You, do you like it too much?”

Burdeos’ laughter abruptly stopped at Siwoo’s question.

“What nonsense is a loser who’s about to die spouting? You should be begging for mercy, clinging to my pants leg, saying you don’t want to die.”

“Why would I cling to your disgusting pants leg?”

“Kukuku. I guess it’s wrong to let you die a clean death.”

Burdeos scratched his head with the handle of his machete, his eyes gleaming.

If they had been the eyes of a warrior just moments ago, they had now transformed into the gaze of a bloodthirsty murderer.

“Let me cut off your fingers and toes first. Then I’ll cut off your limbs and skin you alive. I’ll record it and upload it to Hunter Tube. . . That should keep the idiots from messing with me for a while.”

He wasn’t lying.

Siwoo saw unwavering determination in his eyes and expression, and the likelihood of those words becoming reality was high.

It was truly fortunate.

He was a son of a b*tch beyond redemption.

“Do you believe in karma or divine retribution?”

“What the hell are you talking about? Did you suddenly get the urge to live?”

“I don’t believe in it.”

Seemingly uninterested in Burdeos’ answer, Siwoo twisted his neck from side to side.

“If you do. . . the bad guys who survive start to think they survived because they’re good. So do you know what I believe in?”

Burdeos didn’t answer the repeated question.

But Siwoo continued without missing a beat.

“I believe in the blood shed by bad guys. Unlike tears, blood doesn’t lie.”

“What the hell are you talking about, you crazy bastard?”

“That’s why what I’m about to do from now on is just a simple act of venting my anger. I don’t think my anger will subside just because I beat you up a little.”

“You crazy son of a. . .”

The moment Burdeos swung his machete.

A fearsome aura erupted from Siwoo’s body, emitting a savage and violent aura.

Zzt-zzt-zzt-zzt-zzt!!

It was only a brief encounter, but it felt as hot and painful as if his skin was being torn off.

“Kuk. . .!”

Burdeos involuntarily unleashed a powerful electric shock.

It was an instinctive struggle to stay alive.

He didn’t know what the other party’s technique was, but there weren’t many abilities that could withstand such a strong high-voltage current, so he had given it his all.

But that expectation lasted less than a second.

━━━━━zzt-zzt!!

A fist, faster than the sound, struck Burdeos in the abdomen like a missile.

It felt like every rib had been crushed.

His breath was knocked out of him, and stomach acid and blood regurgitated simultaneously.

It also felt like his spleen, large intestine, and pancreas had ruptured at the same time.

As he flew through the air from the impact, unbelievably, Siwoo’s figure followed.

How was this possible?

A kick landed on his face.

It was too fast to block.

Boom!!

A massive crater was created on the ground, overturning all the rubble.

Burdeos felt more shock than pain from the blow.

He couldn’t keep up with the current situation, but he didn’t have the ability to keep up either.

All he knew for sure was that his abdomen was in excruciating pain, as if it was going to burst.

And his shattered jawbone and nose were bleeding profusely.

At that moment, Siwoo’s voice rang out clearly.

“Bite down on your molars. Oh, your jaw’s out.”

“Gulp! Uwaaa. . . Agh. . .”

He then jumped high into the air and dropped vertically from the sky, swinging his fist with great force.

Burdeos raised his arms to block it, but it was futile.

Kaboom!!

An unimaginable storm raged, and the area was instantly scorched.

Siwoo dragged Burdeos out of the crater by the collar, the dust and debris swirling around them.

If not for his super high-ranker body structure, Burdeos would have been dead by now.

But fortunately or unfortunately, his superhuman physique kept him alive.

Siwoo activated his skill and restored about half of his body.

“Ke. . . he. . . uk. . .”

Burdeos came to, clutching his chest and coughing up blood.

When he had taken Siwoo’s final punch, he had thought he was dead for sure.

In fact, it was still difficult to fully regain consciousness with the intense pain spreading through his body, but for some reason, his body felt a little better.

‘𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳?’

Burdeos glared at Siwoo, panting heavily.

“Get up and fight me.”

“Ku. . . This, this bastard!”

“Please don’t die of a heart attack.”

Siwoo let out a blatantly sarcastic laugh and materialized a Sword Off Shotgun, blasting away both of his legs as he lunged forward.

Boom! Boom!

“Graaaaah!!”

Blood gushed from the gruesomely severed cross-section, as if he had been bitten by a wild beast.

Burdeos thrashed on the ground, letting out a horrific scream.

“What was it you said just now? You were going to cut off my arms and legs. . . was it?”

“Kuk. . .!”

“I’ll spare you the fingers and toes because they’re annoying.”

Siwoo spoke in a cold voice and pinned Burdeos to the ground with one foot on his palm and the other on his torso, immobilizing him.

“Let’s start with the right arm.”

Boom

The moment his arm was severed, Burdeos foamed at the mouth and fainted.

Siwoo clicked his tongue, restored his limbs again, and shot his left arm this time.

Boom

“Graaaaah!!”

“Oh, shut up.”

“Ku. . . you son of a. . . I, I will definitely. . . kill. . . you. . .!”

“You still have some fight left in you. How about we make a bet?”

Siwoo leaned down to Burdeos and whispered conspiratorially.

“How long will it take for you to beg me to kill you?”

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