The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 303

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟎𝟑: 𝐖𝐚𝐫 1

Contrary to the route taken by Kraken to Latin America, New Zealand and Australia were invaded by the demon race. 

Those who thought that all of the Demon Realm’s forces had headed to South America were surprised by their enormous forces and were terrified to realize that this attack was not a simple invasion, but a declaration of war against humanity.

“The Human-Demon War is happening again. . . There must be a reason why the Demon Race, who have been getting along well for 10 years, are doing this. We should reach out to them first and ask for reconciliation.”

“What nonsense are you talking about! This is just them revealing their true colors! We have to fight back!”

“How can we fight?! Do you know how many countries have already been conquered? At this rate, it’s only a matter of time before we fall too. We need to quickly make a peace treaty again and come to an agreement!”

Voices echoed in the UN meeting.

There were those who suggested offering a peace treaty to the Demon Race and letting this pass quietly, and those who insisted that we should also attack the Demon Race.

And the meeting could not be narrowed down to one direction, as there were those who took a neutral stance and watched the situation unfold.

In particular, the ‘agreement’ conditions put forward by those who advocated for a peace treaty drew backlash from many people.

“So the peace conditions you’re proposing are to hand over all the invaded countries to the Demon Race?!”

“Oh. . . To hand over. That’s a bit of an expression. Since they’ve already been conquered, let’s just acknowledge that they’re the Demon Race’s territory. Otherwise, negotiations won’t be possible.”

“But they invaded those places with force in the first place, so how can we acknowledge that!”

“Whether it was by force or not, can we take them back? How can we fight against such a large force?”

“Can’t the Hunter Association fight them?”

“That’s easy to say. Do you think Hunters just pop up out of thin air?”

The constant back-and-forth bickering showed no signs of stopping.

In the meantime, the Demon Race’s attacks continued without ceasing.

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「The Demon Race’s airstrikes have continued for two consecutive days. About 3 hours ago, New Zealand’s government was annihilated, and currently, Australia, Brazil, Bolivia, and Argentina are engaged in local battles.」

「Photographs have been released of Brazilian diplomats who were brutally murdered and hung on the hands of the giant statue of Jesus in Cali, Colombia.」

「The G20 member nations have officially announced that they will delegate all authority to Min Siwoo, an HSIU Special Grade agent. Accordingly, ‘Misteltein’ will also. . . 」

Siwoo turned off the TV as he watched the news unfolding.

Someone’s voice could be heard cutting through the silence.

“They’ve drawn their swords against us.”

Choi Dae-soo spoke as he chewed on an unlit cigar.

Without a separate urgent assembly order, all of ‘Misteltein’ were gathered around the table.

“I didn’t know they would show their fangs this quickly. It makes me realize once again that disaster is an unexpected death.”

Kiplagat said.

“But is it okay for us to just sit here leisurely like this and hold a meeting?”

“We’re not sitting here leisurely, we’re gathering opinions.”

In response to Izanami’s question, Chiu, who was next to her, answered instead.

“I agree with Izanami. Shouldn’t we go to the battlefield first and show them what we’re made of before holding a meeting?”

Hans Schroder asked.

“That’s foolish, Hans. A battle without a plan is not a battle, but a riot.”

Choi Dae-soo answered him with a frown.

“Hehehe. The Demon Race must have planned this for years. So they would have anticipated that ‘Misteltein’ or the High Rankers would step in. I don’t want to rush in like a moth to a flame and die.”

Billy the Kid spoke up, twirling his hat in his hand.

In fact, those words might have been the most honest sentiment.

Even if they were ‘Misteltein’ or High Rankers, their own lives were not worthless.

At that moment, Namir looked at Siwoo.

“Master, do you have a plan in mind?”

“I’ve come up with a rough outline, but I don’t know if it will go according to plan.”

“If Siwoo planned it, it will definitely succeed! It’s never failed before!”

Gandharva, who was sitting close to Siwoo, encouraged him with a wide smile.

“First, let’s split into three teams.”

“Three teams? One to Latin America, another to Australia. . . The last one will attack the Demon Realm?”

‘Mad Horse’ looked at him with curiosity.

Siwoo shook his head and replied.

“I would like to attack the Demon Realm, but we don’t have enough people to fight the Demon King. There are four Demon Kings, so ‘Misteltein’ would have to split into three and fight, and I don’t think we would win.”

A strategy worth trying if it meant killing the enemy’s leader even if your limbs were torn off.

However, it is just as foolish to charge in blindly when the enemy’s limits are unclear as it is to bring a can of oil into a burning house.

“Then who should we get rid of first?”

“First, the 1st Realm Demon King’s closest aides. Kraken seems to be in overall command in Latin America. Tatar, Solaso, and Hikatan seem to be in Australia and New Zealand.”

“Once we take care of them, we go to the Demon Realm?”

“Not us going. . . We need to make them come out. It will be disadvantageous for us if they stay together. Besides, the Demon King isn’t all there is.”

“Then who else is there?”

Anubis asked Siwoo with anxious eyes.

“There are beings called Archdevils.”

In fact, there was very little information generally known about Archdevils.

That’s why the Hunters were surprised when they saw Balok in the S-rank Gate or when they fought Orobas.

‘Misteltein’ had puzzled expressions on their faces as they heard of a being they had never heard of before.

“Archdevils. . .? I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

Cerberus muttered with a frown, and the people next to him nodded in agreement.

“This is information I obtained by using [Memory Detection] on Baba Yaga and Saint Germain’s corpses. And since it has been given the highest HSIU security clearance and is classified, it’s understandable that you wouldn’t know.”

“What exactly are Archdevils? Are they beings like the Demon Kings?”

Choi Dae-soo asked with a serious expression.

“They’re beings like the Demon Kings to the demons. They don’t serve the Demon Kings. If you think about it, it’s only natural that there would be higher-ranking devils that oversee the devils, but they’re so shrouded in mystery that there’s been no way to identify them.”

“So. . . We have to get rid of a total of five, including the four Demon Kings and the Archdevils?”

“No.”

As Siwoo pressed a button, a hologram appeared, showing the enemy’s ranks.

The names of the Demon Race’s four Demon Kings and their subordinates.

And in the column next to the Archdevils, a total of three names were listed.

“Mephistopheles, Beelzebub, Asmodeus. There are three Archdevils. And unfortunately, each of them is said to be as strong as a Demon King.”

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“Die! You Demon bastards!!”

Soldiers fired their guns wildly toward the front.

Gunfire and the sound of exploding shells rang out incessantly from all sides.

In between, Hunters used their skills to create explosions and deafening noises that filled the air, unlike bombs.

“Damn it! No matter how many we kill, there’s no end to them!”

Western Australia was in the midst of a fierce battle against the advancing demons.

The Demon Race were basically physically superior to humans, so most of them had physiques that were at least C-rank Hunter level, so they were often unharmed even after being hit by several bullets.

The Australian soldiers and Hunters looked at the demons, who were swarming in like waves, with eyes filled with despair.

They were fighting with the sole determination to protect their homeland, but even their patriotism was helpless in the face of the Demon Race’s overwhelming momentum.

“Hey!! When are the reinforcements coming?!”

“Goddammit! Do you think they’ll come?”

“These bastards. . .! Is it okay to be invaded by the demons like this?!”

People gradually fell into a state of panic as attacks rained down on them from all sides.

The Demon Race’s advance was relentless.

They trampled on the corpses of their comrades without a care, as if they had transcended death, and only moved forward.

“Over there! There’s a guy who looks like the enemy commander! Attack him first!!”

At that moment, one of the Hunters shouted as he pointed to the middle of the enemy lines.

There, unlike the other Demon Race, stood a man in a white suit, looking relaxed.

“Wow, are you going to kill me first?”

Tatar, who had slicked-back hair, narrowed his eyes and grinned.

Immediately, dozens of Hunters charged toward him, risking their lives.

“Oh my, how scary. You guys are working so hard.”

He cracked his knuckles and stomped his foot.

At that moment, Tatar’s figure disappeared and a beam of light flashed back and forth among the Hunters.

A world of incredible speed that could not be followed with the naked eye.

“What the hell, where did he go?!”

“Hey! This bastard is too fast—”

“Could it be that the light that just shot out. . .”

The Hunters looked in different directions, as if they didn’t understand the situation.

Even among them, only a few had noticed the beam of light, and the rest had simply felt as if their opponent had disappeared.

About 2 seconds passed.

“Huff, huff, huff. Are you all awake now?”

Tatar’s figure reappeared behind the Hunters.

“Hey!! He’s behind us!”

The first Hunter to notice pointed at Tatar and shouted to his comrades.

The Hunters got into position to attack again.

“Oh? It seems you still haven’t realized?”

At that moment, Tatar scratched his head and spoke to them in a condescending tone.

“Die quietly, demon!!”

“Ah, shit. Hehehe, poor ants. You can’t even tell when you’re being cut into pieces. Should I explain it to you?”

“What do you—”

The demon’s words were cut short as the Hunter who was about to respond was split vertically and fell to the ground.

“Wh. . .?!”

“W-Wait a minute. . .”

The other Hunters turned pale as they looked back and forth between Tatar, who was laughing, and the body of their fallen comrade.

“Whew. . .”

And then they looked at the blood gushing out of their own bodies and collapsed in pieces.

Tatar’s attack, Chain Kill, was a strange skill that revealed its damage after a time delay.

He kicked away the bodies of the Hunters who had fallen dead and headed toward the front lines.

“Kyah. It feels good to be stronger.”

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The Archdevil’s Palace.

Mephistopheles looked at the being sitting across from him with a hardened expression.

『So, the 1st Realm Demon King wants to borrow our power.』

『That is correct, Lord Mephistopheles.』

The 1st Realm Demon King, who had sent a thought body instead of his main body to meet with the Archdevil, continued speaking with a faint smile.

『I will generously reward you once I have this world in my grasp.』

Mephistopheles wriggled his enormous body, which seemed to melt into the darkness, deep in thought.

『Why are you hesitating? I believe our relationship has been quite good.』

Mephistopheles broke his long silence and spoke.

『What kind of reward do you, the 1st Realm Demon King, intend to give us later?』

The 1st Realm Demon King replied with an unusually serious expression.

『If there is anything you desire, please tell me. I will grant it to you.』

The Archdevil Mephistopheles paused for a moment at that question, then answered in a leisurely voice.

『I want half of this world.』

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