The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 249

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟒𝟗: 𝐒𝐒𝐒-𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 2

Berserker mode that accelerated the body’s abilities by increasing the amount of blood flow by several times.

Dmitry revealed his crimson-red pupils and sharp teeth.

A hot surge of energy surged from his bulging muscles.

A sensation of ferocity and viciousness was felt as if he was a wild tiger.

“I’ll tear you apart, I’ll tear you apart, I’ll tear you apart. . . .”

Continuously muttering the same words, Dmitry, who had entered Berserker mode, with only instincts remaining, did not hide his animosity toward Siwoo.

There was a sense of determination to not only kill the flesh but to completely neutralize the enemy, tearing it all apart from head to toe.

A chilling intimidation was then emitted from Yuto’s body as well, as if he were a skewer.

Kwahahahahahahahahaga!!

If Dmitry felt like a starving beast loyal to his instincts, Yuto felt like a well-trained Siberian hunter.

There was a sharpness that seemed to pierce the enemy’s vital points accurately and maximize the attack efficiency with minimal energy.

Two large moments that filled the field densely approached Siwoo slowly, as if blocking the escape route.

They were really strong.

Perhaps the two of them would have eaten an SS-rank and still had leftovers.

Considering their power and abilities, they were as strong as Giovanni and Burdeos, so they should be considered as practically super high-rankers.

In particular, Yuto’s swordsmanship was much faster and sharper than Do Kyung-hoo, and above all, it was threatening.

The use of a blade without any hesitation against people.

No matter what hunter it was, there was bound to be some hesitation and hesitation in dealing with people.

The gap would narrow as the years and experience increased, but even so, it would make a difference of about 0.01 seconds.

However, Yuto had nothing like that.

At such a young age, there was no such thing as a brake, and he didn’t hesitate, but rather aimed for the weakest parts of the flesh when stabbing his sword.

He was truly a natural-born killer.

‘𝘋𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘬𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭.’

Siwoo looked into Yuto’s seasoned eyes and confronted the wicked and violent malice he felt from him.

A cynical and cynical look, as if he was not interested in anything other than killing and tormenting people.

“Hahaha. Where should I cut you from and how? If you want, I can cut you into thousands of pieces.”

Siwoo turned his head left and right, looking at Yuto and Dmitry.

Thud.

A cold and refreshing sensation is felt.

“There doesn’t seem to be any room for your rehabilitation. Since there was no order to capture you alive, I guess I can do as I please.”

“What is that? Are you giving your last words before you die?”

Kuㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡung!!

In an instant, a huge and magnificent energy flowed out of Siwoo’s body as if awakening the earth.

Due to the release of immense energy, the ground cracked and the air shattered in layers, creating an overwhelming pressure that weighed down on all sides.

“Keughhhhhhh. . .!!”

“Kyaak. . .!”

Dmitry and Yuto felt as if they could not breathe under the wave of intense magic power they had never felt before.

They had never participated in the ranking match, but they were close to the SS-rank or SS+ level.

Therefore, they had some pride in their strength, and they thought that their abilities were not inferior to those of the top-ranking rankers.

That’s why they were hunting for such rankers.

It may be considered arrogant or foolish, but ‘Six Fingers’ were people who had never faced an opponent stronger than themselves.

Although they had experienced various levels of strength, they had never met an existence that far surpassed them.

So when they heard the term SSS-rank, Yuto and Dmitry’s feelings were not much different from before.

‘𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘐𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳?’ 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵.

However, the strength of Siwoo that Yuto and Dmitry were feeling now was not at that level.

Overwhelming force.

There was only a difference of one rank, but the intimidation they felt from Siwoo was so great that it mocked them.

If there was an absolute strongman, wouldn’t this be the feeling?

Dmitry’s jaw clenched and his legs shook like an aspen tree.

His appearance, which had been like a hungry beast until just now, was nowhere to be seen.

The reason is simple.

This is because a more formidable predator has emerged that can eat that hungry beast.

Siwoo looked down at Dmitry, who was sweating coldly, and turned his gaze to Yuto.

“Keughhhhhhh. . .!”

If Dmitry naturally succumbed to instinct, Yuto was in a state of confusion, unable to properly accept the emotions he was experiencing for the first time.

The emotion of fear and terror that he had never experienced in his life.

He held his chest with his quickening breath and looked at Siwoo with his trembling pupils.

“What are you going to do, kid?”

Siwoo asked Yuto in a low voice and slammed his fist into his face.

Paggaㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡak!!

As if he had been struck down with a heavy lump of iron, a dizzying shock was transmitted and Yuto’s body flew several meters.

“Kuluck. . .! Kuluck. . .! Keuk. . . .”

He was bleeding from his mouth and nose.

As he tried to get up, his body swayed in shock and his legs gave out.

Yuto barely blocked his falling body by sticking his scabbard into the ground.

He couldn’t understand.

‘𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯?’

He was confused when someone who had lived his entire life believing that he was at the top of the food chain encountered an existence higher than him.

Those who had met him so far always trembled with fear and died like bugs after begging for their lives.

Wasn’t that the law of nature?

The law of the jungle.

“. . .What skill did you use. . .?”

Yuto, who could only think selfishly, finally judged that all this was not because Siwoo was stronger than him, but because he had used a special skill.

A selfish and twisted worldview.

“Skill? That’s funny.”

However, such circumstances were irrelevant to Siwoo.

His body bounced lightly and soon approached Yuto.

“. . .Keuk!”

If there was one thing in which Yuto was better than Dmitry, it was his instinctual actions without hesitation.

As soon as he felt Siwoo approaching him, he immediately unfolded his swordsmanship and swung his sword at the speed of light.

As if the blade was divided into a thousand, it was finely cut into the space and stabbed toward the opponent.

A swiftness that is insufficient to be expressed as fast.

If you were hit by such a lightning-fast swordsmanship, ninety-nine out of a hundred would be cut into pieces and die miserably.

The remaining one or so would narrowly block it like Seigen and barely survive.

It is a technique that cannot be blocked even if you try to block it all, as it is literally like a thousand sword blades passing by.

“. . .Ha. . . .”

Yuto laughed in vain, surprised by the opponent’s actions.

“Hmm. It’s fast. It’s faster than any opponent I’ve ever fought before. But that’s all.”

Siwoo’s Balmung aimed at Yuto.

All the solid lumps of magic power gathered there blocked all of Yuto’s attacks.

The fiercely burning momentum was reminiscent of blue flames, and the sleek sword energy was sharpened as if it would cut anything in the world.

The realm of the sword that Yuto had pursued all his life was right there.

“You’ve worked hard, struggling.”

Siwoo recited in a low voice and swung his sword.

Yuto’s arms were cut off as if they were burning in blue magic power.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!”

It was a ridiculously simple blow.

Yuto fell to the floor and continued to scream in agony from the pouring pain.

Siwoo turned around and approached Dmitry this time.

He was crawling on all fours and gradually moving away from this place.

Even so, he had only moved about 1 to 2 meters, but even that was annoying to Siwoo.

Pooowwwww!!

“Eughhhhhhhhhhhhhhk!!”

As Balmung was inserted deep into Dmitry’s thigh, a pig’s squeaking sound came out of him.

“Damn, who’s trying to get away without permission?”

As Siwoo pressed him with a chilling voice, Dmitry shook his head like crazy, swallowing his saliva.

It seemed that he had not yet escaped from Berserker mode.

“Well, whatever. It doesn’t matter what you do. You’ll all be killed anyway.”

Siwoo muttered as he pulled out the Balmung that he had inserted into his thigh.

If they had been the ones who had targeted Siwoo from the beginning, he might have beaten them half to death and used them like dogs, but he didn’t want to do that since they were the ones who had targeted Namir.

Besides, in the case of someone like Yuto, he didn’t seem to have any control at all.

“Do you know what the magic stone and magic installed around here are?”

Siwoo continued, looking around at them.

“It’s magic that doesn’t let sound out. So feel free to scream. It’s my little consideration for you.”

Siwoo’s creepy words.

“Red Ear, Lo-an.”

“You called me, master.”

“. . .Yes, Master.”

“Let’s try to get some information.”

A bloody long night began.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

“Why are you making such a sh*tty face?”

Ryu Ji-hwan asked the professor staring at the screen.

“The results of this experiment are not great.”

The professor, after watching the video, grumbled with a wrinkled face.

“Experiment? What kind of experiment did you do?”

“What else, you brat. The ‘New Humanity’ project.”

“Ah. . . That hybrid?”

Ryu Ji-hwan asked back, but the professor didn’t answer and just focused on the battle in the video.

“Oh, what are they? They fight well? Are they from the Hunter Association?”

“Do you have goblin eyes? Aren’t they IZIZ with white robes and white masks dangling?”

“Ah, those guys? They look much weaker than I thought.”

“I thought so too.”

The doctor seemed to be studying their fighting style and skills by analyzing the contents of the video step by step.

“Is it worth researching like that?”

“Shut up, you little brat. Do you think half-demons are common? Just catch one and offer it. Even if we slice them into 1mm pieces and preserve them, it won’t be enough.”

“. . .Hmm.”

“Why the face?”

The doctor asked Ryu Ji-hwan, looking puzzled.

“Ah, am I your servant? Even though I’ve now risen to the 3rd Hierarchy, you keep telling me to do this and that.”

“You crazy bastard is at it again. Do you think I’ve been sitting idle while you rose to the 3rd Hierarchy?! Damn fool!”

“You know I know you’re in the 2nd Hierarchy, so just tell me what to do for real. Stop with the nonsense.”

“You insolent brat. I barely saved your crippled, one-armed ass.”

The professor tossed a USB drive toward Ryu Ji-hwan with his wrinkled hand.

“What’s this?”

“Collect everything inside.”

“Damn it, what the hell is it?”

“You featherbrain. . .! It’s a list of artifacts. Got it?!”

“You should’ve just said so, old man.”

Ryu Ji-hwan grumbled and quickly left the professor’s room.

However, his mind was preoccupied not with the USB but with the contents of the video the doctor had watched.

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