The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 305

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟎𝟓: 𝐖𝐚𝐫 3

The demon race currently in Latin America has entered a period of lull.

Up until now, the demon race had a slight upper hand, but the war situation could change at any moment, so it was necessary to always be vigilant and observe it closely.

Kraken sat on a chair, his hands raised with his golden cudgel standing upright, lost in thought.

He was pondering whether to advance northward or to first conquer the rest of the countries in Latin America and build up his base.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

He tapped the handle of his golden cudgel with his fingers.

Currently, only the demons were fighting, but once the tide turned in their favor, the demon kings would all enter the fray.

Until then, he had to somehow raise this momentum even higher.

‘Since the Hunter Association and HSIU are still quiet, it seems that an agreement has not been reached at the meeting. That’s when we’ll have to overthrow as many countries as possible.’

He began to develop his thoughts and come up with countermeasures for all the possible situations that could occur in the future.

The flow was not bad.

Even though it was a period of lull, as long as they were not being pushed back or counterattacked, it was not very pessimistic.

“Supreme Commander!”

At that moment, one of his subordinates called out to him urgently.

“What is it?”

“Misteltein has appeared on the Panamanian side beyond Medellin, Colombia!”

“Already?”

Kraken turned his head for the first time and asked back.

“Yes, sir! The forces advancing north have been held up!”

In order to go from Latin America to the United States, they had to pass through countries that were like narrow bottlenecks.

Starting from Panama, they had to go through Guatemala and Mexico.

However, they had been caught by the ankle in Panama, which bordered Colombia.

Kraken tapped his golden cudgel with his fingers again and fell into thought.

It seemed that those guys intended to prevent any further advance.

‘𝘋𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯, 𝘰𝘳. . .’

“How many enemy troops are there?”

“That. . . it’s not certain, but it’s said that there are several ‘Mistelteins’. Furthermore, the other troops seem to be mostly Hunters.”

“Several? Not just one ‘Misteltein’?”

Kraken asked again, thinking that he had misheard.

“Yes, sir. Not just one, Supreme Commander.”

“I heard that the results of the meeting had not yet come out.”

He had known that the UN had not yet finished deliberating, so he was surprised when he suddenly heard that ‘Misteltein’ had led troops over.

If an agreement had been reached to send troops, there was no way that the plants he had sown would not have reported it to him.

“They must have proceeded unilaterally.”

As far as he knew, the only person capable of doing this was Min Siwoo.

“We will abandon the northward advance. For the time being, we will strengthen the defenses of the stronghold while keeping an eye on those guys.”

“Yes, I understand!”

“Supreme Commander!!”

As he made that decision, another subordinate rushed into his barracks.

“What is it?”

“Something terrible has happened! The enemy. . . !”

“In Panama? I’ve already heard about that.”

“Ah, no! They are invading from Argentina and Guyana!”

Argentina was next to Chile, which the demon race had first occupied, and Guyana was next to Venezuela, which they had occupied last.

Above, below, and Panama, where they were trying to advance.

In total, the enemy was trying to invade from three places.

“What is the scale of the enemy forces in Argentina and Guyana?”

“They are made up of Hunters and soldiers, but the problem is that there are ‘Mistelteins’ and high-rankers!”

Kraken let out a soft sigh after hearing the report.

The enemy’s counterattack was much faster and more swift than he had expected.

He had expected them to clash in at least three more days, but it seemed that they had underestimated Min Siwoo’s bold drive.

“This is getting interesting, very interesting indeed.”

Kraken was enjoying this situation.

As a demon king subordinate to the 1st Realm Demon King, he had never encountered a worthy opponent.

It seemed that for the first time since he was born, an existence had appeared that he could fight with everything he had, so a smile naturally appeared on Kraken’s face.

“Are the turtles doing well?”

“Yes, sir! They are moving up without incident.”

“Good. Ignore the Panamanian side. I will head to Guyana. Tell Vice-Commander ‘Lediak’ that I permit Argentina’s first sortie.”

“Yes, I understand!”

Kraken lifted his golden cudgel and slung it over his shoulder, and his red eyes glowed.

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Australia was on the verge of being occupied.

Its own soldiers and Hunters were helpless against the numerical superiority and aggressive attacks of the demon race.

This had crossed the reversible deadline.

Perth, the last remaining area of Australia, was utter chaos.

There were people trying to escape by boat, people praying in their homes while trembling, and even people committing atrocious crimes because they thought this was their chance.

The city was in pandemonium, and the eyes of the soldiers and Hunters defending Perth seemed to have given up.

According to the breaking news they were hearing, the UN was still divided and fighting with each other.

“God has forsaken us.”

Australian Prime Minister Howard muttered as he looked out the window.

He had been in Canberra when he had fled to Perth after the demon race’s attack.

He could have easily escaped overseas, but as the Prime Minister of Australia, he had refused to abandon his people and flee.

And what he was witnessing was the end of his country, which was collapsing.

Perth Airport was already so crowded that all airplane departures had been canceled, and the port was in a state of uncontrollable chaos due to the people pouring in.

“Will you really stay until the end, sir?”

Howard’s chief secretary asked him.

“Look, Albert. This is not how I wanted to spend the end of my life.”

“. . . . . .”

“I had hoped to go peacefully, surrounded by my grandchildren. Just look at them out there. . . crying out.”

“Prime Minister. . . .”

“I am a sinner, a sinner who has made them miserable.”

Howard caressed the window with his sunken eyes.

His voice was filled with sadness and misery.

The greatest humiliation and abject defeat that the head of a country could experience.

“Prime Minister. . . Let’s just escape together for now. You have to live, no matter what.”

“Albert. You go. I will meet my end here.”

“Prime Minister. . . !”

“I do not want to be remembered as a leader who lost his country to the demon race and abandoned his people. At least let me die here, please.”

Prime Minister Howard smiled bitterly.

Albert sighed as he faced his firm determination.

“Haah. . . If you’re going to say that, how can I leave?”

“No, I told you to go?”

“I have no wife or children. It would be less boring to stay with you than to stay alone.”

“This guy. . . ! You have to survive for your parents’ sake!”

“They love me enough to understand. . . Huh?!”

At that moment, Albert’s eyes widened as he looked out the window.

Prime Minister Howard followed his gaze and looked out the window.

“Why? Why now? Have they broken through?”

“That’s not it. . . Someone came down from the sky and. . . .”

He trailed off, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

There was no way that someone would come to help Australia now.

Nevertheless, Albert recalled the person he had just seen with a glimmer of hope.

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Westward, westward.

The demon race that had entered the outskirts of Perth smashed buildings and attacked the soldiers and Hunters who were blocking their way.

“Kuaaaak!!”

“B-Block them! Defend this place!”

“Damn it, demon bastards!!”

They fought back against the demon race’s attacks with all their remaining strength.

They had to hold out long enough for as many people as possible to board the evacuation ships.

They would cling on and endure, no matter how much flesh and bone the enemy tore from their bodies.

“Has the Prime Minister evacuated?!”

“That. . . He said he would die here. . . He stayed.”

“Grrrgh. . .! Hold the line, dammit, hold the line!!”

Even those who did not normally have much patriotism felt an unknown emotion surging within them when they heard the Prime Minister’s decision.

They fought desperately, again and again.

When their magic ran out, they picked up guns, and when they ran out of bullets, they picked up swords.

However, there was a limit to how long they could hold out against the countless demons that were surging in like a tidal wave.

In the end, one part of the front line collapsed.

The demons concentrated their attacks there.

Hope gradually dwindled.

Expressions of despair and frustration began to appear on the faces of the soldiers and Hunters who had been so full of fighting spirit.

“It’s over. . . It’s all over.”

Someone muttered.

The demon race’s ferocious fangs appeared before their eyes.

At that moment, a ray of light fell from the high sky.

ㅡㅡKwagaga!!!

There was a loud noise, the ground shook, and a huge wave of magic struck all around, tearing apart over a hundred demons on the spot.

The demon race that had been advancing, as well as everyone else, turned their gazes there.

“Wha. . . What is that?”

“Is it something like a missile?!”

As the soldiers and Hunters murmured and speculated about its identity, a man walked out from between the rising dust.

He had sharp features and an expression that seemed to say that everything was a bother.

“Damn demon race bastards are crawling around like maggots.”

Siwoo turned his head slightly and scanned the front.

【𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧! 𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥!】

Pre shouted with an unusually irritated expression.

“I’ll do that even if you don’t tell me to. If you’re bored, why don’t you use some magic?”

【𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲? 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐈?】

Thousands of magic circles were drawn as if by a ruler directly in front of Pre, who had just finished speaking, and red magic circles appeared.

“Hey! Who told you to make something so bigㅡ”

Siwoo shouted urgently as if he were surprised, and at that moment, bright red flames shot up from the magic circles and poured out towards the enemy.

Hwarururruk!!!

The roaring infernal flames turned the demonic horde into a charred wasteland in a matter of seconds.

The enemies hit by the flames melted into nothingness without even being able to let out a scream, and the fearsome flames continued to spread without stopping.

“You crazy bastard!!”

【𝐇𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞! 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. . . 𝐊𝐮𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐠!!】

Siwoo flicked Pre’s forehead with his finger, making a loud sound.

【𝐖𝐡𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞?!】

Pre rubbed his forehead with his wings and asked with teary eyes.

“Who told you to use my magic so recklessly?”

【𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭! 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠! 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠!】

“. . . Ah. Anyway, from now on, use less mana. Got it?!”

【𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲. 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫. 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬. 𝐎𝐡, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞! 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧!】

Pre hurriedly covered his forehead and spoke with a pitiful expression when Siwoo glared at him again.

Siwoo could not bring himself to hit this pea-sized colleague any more, so he shook his head.

“Alright, let’s start the party now. How about if the one who kills the least buys dinner today?”

【𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝! 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨!】

“Yeah, do whatever you want. I’m going then!”

Siwoo stomped his foot and headed towards the front where the flames were soaring.

The demon race hurriedly reorganized their battle formation in response to the sudden situation.

Thwack!!

Muramasa cut a bloody path through their ranks as Siwoo charged in, sending crimson blood spraying in all directions.

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