The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 31.2

“Hoo-hoo-hoo, I’m sorry. It’s the first time I’ve ever been asked about the ‘client’ like in a movie. Keuhahahaha.”

Siwoo had been endlessly suppressing his anger from the moment he entered this place.

He wanted to kill them all at once without listening to anything.

He was even holding back on a proper attack because he was fighting hand-to-hand.

“Hoo. . . It’s starting to get annoying.”

“Hoo-hoo, I’m sorry. Of course, I can’t answer about the client. Especially this client.”

“Why? Is it a VIP or something?”

“. . . .”

Black Mamba’s laughter stopped abruptly.

“You know more than I thought.”

“Yeah. I plan to know more in the future.”

“Maybe think about it if you kill me.”

“I won’t kill you. I need to keep your mouth alive to listen.”

“Then try it.”

Black Mamba circulated the boiling magic in her dantian to every corner of her body and formed a skill.

All sorts of shapes and characters formed a ritual on her stomach, and the magic with a will followed the ritual into the circuit.

A purple magic circle spread all over her body, emitting light.

Soon after, her body began to change with a strange sound.

Kulkul. . . Kulkul. . .

Thud-thud-thud, jjak!

Her clothes were torn and hard, solid scales appeared on her skin.

“Keureu-eueuk!”

Her face also changed slightly, transforming into a reptilian appearance.

As if her skeleton itself was changing, the sound of her bones fitting together echoed like a groan.

[๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐š๐ง]

A [๐“๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ] Awakener of the monster-type Lizardman.

Black Mamba swayed her newly grown thick tail and bared her teeth.

It was like a monster made by mixing a human and a reptile, as often seen in movies or games.

Black Mamba had pitch-black scales and black eyeballs, just like her name.

“Keureu-eueuk!”

“Snake bastard.”

Siwoo gathered magic and materialized a ritual.

[๐‹๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐†๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ง ๐–๐จ๐ฅ๐Ÿ]

Pajiji. . . Jijik!

A dazzling golden lightning bolt ran out in the shape of a wolf.

Black Mamba swung her thick, solid tail from side to side and slammed it hard on the ground.

Ta-a-a-ang!

She bounced off the ground and lightly smashed it, and immediately swung her tail like a whip at Siwoo.

Siwoo dodged the attack and threw a high kick in succession.

Pa-a-a-ang!

Black Mamba blocked the blow with both hands.

“Keureu-eueuk! This won’t kill me!”

[๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐š๐ง: ๐‚๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง]

A purple magic circle formed on both hands and dark smoke rose.

Claws like rakes tore at Siwoo’s body.

He dodged the attack as it brushed past him.

But the condition of the place where it brushed past was strange.

Chichichik.

The clothes rotted and crumbled into blackness.

“Keureuk! I’ll turn you into a handful of dirt!”

“Tsk.”

Siwoo clicked his tongue.

The ritual mixed with magic and formed a shape.

A bright red magic circle emitted a brilliant light.

Then, the finely broken lightning wrapped around Siwoo’s body and transformed into an impenetrable armor.

[๐€๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š: ๐๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐€๐ซ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐Œ๐š๐ ๐–๐š๐ฏ๐ž]

The skill that had crushed Chu Ha-min’s [๐†๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ง ๐‘๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ๐š๐ ๐ž] like a toothpick.

“Shurukใ…ก You look foolish.”

Black Mamba laughed, flicking her tongue.

“They usually say that. Until they get hit.”

Siwoo’s new form disappeared like lightning.

Pa-a-a-ak!

Then, a loud bang and a roar as if flesh was being crushed.

Black Mamba’s waist bent forward and she let out a gasp.

“Keo-heo-eo-eok!”

Siwoo grabbed her left wrist. He pushed her armpit with his foot, and pulled her arm with all his might.

Kwa-ji-ik!

“Kya-a-a-a-ak!”

Her left arm was torn off whole.

The Lizardman’s skin was covered in scales and was very tough and hard. And her muscles were something else.

The strong elasticity and density couldn’t even be matched by Volk’s [๐–๐ž๐š๐ซ๐›๐ž๐š๐ซ].

However, the skin, muscles, and even the hard bones were torn apart as easily as a chicken leg.

Blood gushed out and small pieces of flesh fell to the floor.

Siwoo threw away the arm he was holding as if it were trash.

“Keureureureuk!”

Black Mamba grimaced, revealing her sharp fangs.

She had never experienced such humiliation, such pain.

Even after transforming into a [๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐š๐ง]. Even in this state, the leader couldn’t easily defeat her.

“Keureuk! Why do you have such a strong skill. . .!”

“Why didn’t I use it?”

Siwoo walked towards her slowly.

Black Mamba lowered her posture without realizing it and took a step back.

Her brain felt like it was melting from the great pain.

“I thought I might kill you by mistake.”

“Keu-heuh. You’re very confident.”

“It’s not confidence.”

Siwoo’s body disappeared again, and,

“Hey, wait!!”

This time, it was her right arm.

Black Mamba swung her tail, but it was easily caught in Siwoo’s hand.

Kwa-dud. . . Kwa-ji-ik!

He grabbed the tail with one hand and tore off the right arm with the other.

“Kya-a-ak! Kya-a-a-a-a!”

“The tail is also annoying, should I cut it off?”

Siwoo, who went behind Black Mamba, trampled on her body with his foot, grabbed her tail with both hands, and twisted the line tightly.

“Keu, Keu-ga-a-a-ak! St, Stop i-i-it!!”

Thud-thud-thud. . . Thud-thud-thud. . . Kwa-ji-ik!

The torn tail stretched out like an octopus leg.

Siwoo threw that away in the corner as well.

“Are you dead?”

Black Mamba was speechless.

Her body twitched and foam dripped from her mouth.

She had fainted from the intense pain.

Siwoo healed her right away. He didn’t attach her arms and tail, but only healed the wounds.

The places where blood was gushing out were closed.

Siwoo grabbed her by the neck and hit her abdomen hard with his right hand.

“Keo-heo-eo-eok!”

Black Mamba, who had regained consciousness, struggled in his hand.

“I said I’d keep your mouth alive.”

“Keureuk. . . Keuk!”

“Who’s the client?”

At Siwoo’s question, Black Mamba only blinked her eyes.

She didn’t laugh like before or tell him to kill her without thinking.

“Then I’ll tear off both your legs.”

“Keuh! H-Hey, wait!!”

Black Mamba trembled.

Siwoo’s gaze was something that even she, who had seen countless killers, had never seen before in her life.

It was a coldness like that of a weapon.

“I-I’ll tell you.”

Normally, killers never talk about their clients.

Because that was their professional ethics and their pride as killers.

However, there’s no such thing as a merchant in pain.

“Tell me.”

“The, the client is. . .”

“. . . .”

“Pandemoใ…ก.”

Tukwa-ak!

Before she could finish,

Black Mamba’s head exploded.

“Ahahahaha. Mamba out!”

Crow smiled brightly from afar, drawing a line.

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