The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 318

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟏𝟖: 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐩 1

Tatar parted ways with Bablehner.

First, it was decided that whoever finds Min Siwoo signals them.

If he could handle it alone, he wouldn’t have to signal, but that was impossible.

Tatar knew that even with two more, they wouldn’t be able to beat Min Siwoo.

A human who could attack, defend, use magic, and heal all by himself. Just because he could only attack didn’t mean anything.

Tatar took out a new cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Could he have been injured fighting Hikatan and Solaso? Or was he not?

‘No, even if he was injured, it wouldn’t matter unless it was fatal.’

He can use Heal anyway.

As long as it’s not a serious injury, he could be completely fine using Heal.

Unless his abdomen is cut, his intestines are cut, or his muscles are torn.

However, whether it’s that kind of wound or from Hikatan’s neurotoxin, there should be marks, but there weren’t any.

‘Even if Hikatan is disabled, he’s the best when it comes to poisons. If he was even slightly poisoned, his limbs would have been twisted. . . Could he have an artifact that reduces the effects of the poison?’

Tatar tried to deduce the situation on the battlefield, as usual, by coming up with dozens or hundreds of scenarios.

To figure out exactly what had happened, he needed a demon with special abilities.

However, such demon races were rare even among black mages, so they were only directly under Kraken.

‘I can’t explain to Kraken and call a black mage. He’s the kind of person who would get suspicious and come here himself.’

If he killed Min Siwoo, it could be a game-changer in the competition for the Demon King.

By holding the 1st Realm Demon King as vassal and obtaining Kraken, who is his subordinate—

‘I could live under the 3rd Realm Demon King and enjoy power forever.’

Tatar’s eyes sparkled with greed.

His desired future was one of luxury and extravagance, surrounded by an incredible amount of gold and silver.

Alcohol, tobacco, gambling, women.

A life of indulging in everything he could indulge in and living comfortably.

‘The glory of the demon race? Loyalty to the Demon King? Pfft, fuck that. I can only talk about those things when I have my own neck.’

In fact, he had no respect or loyalty for the 3rd Realm Demon King.

In a Demon Realm where they sometimes groveled to higher-ranking demon races, even to the point of stupidity, Tatar was definitely an oddball.

He didn’t belong to anyone, and he didn’t show his true self to anyone.

That was the only principle he lived by as a demon.

‘In the end, this world is about whether you rule or get ruled. Rather than living horribly, it’s better to be called a traitor and prepare insurance here and there.’

Tatar stopped walking.

And he completely suppressed his presence and demonic energy.

His presence became infinitely faint, and he moved as if he had turned into a transparent wind, blowing in the opposite direction.

There was no sound of his shoes stepping on the grass or his white suit brushing against the branches.

He scanned everything.

Tatar pulled his sword out of its sheath and held it in his hand.

The scenery around him flashed by and quickly disappeared.

His title, the Instant Kill, was given to him because he could pierce his enemy’s vital point before anyone else and bring them death.

Everyone knew that Tatar had the fastest speed in the Demon Realm.

However, there was one weak point to that.

‘No one knows how’ fast it is.

They only knew that it was fast, but not even other subordinates could guess his top speed.

Of course, Tatar never used his full power in front of other subordinates or demons he didn’t trust.

He would show them a moderate speed, just enough to make them think, ‘He’s pretty fast,’ and leave it at that.

All for a time like this.

Tatar’s blade shot out like a ray of light and instantly cut the neck of the boy standing in front of him.

━━━━Slash!!

A beat after the white light passed, blood spurted out of the boy’s neck.

“Kuh. . .!!”

Bablehner collapsed to the ground, clutching his neck.

Drip, drip.

Bright red blood flowed profusely through the gaps between his bloody fingers.

Bablehner couldn’t even make a sound and spat out blood from his mouth.

“Ah, shit. I’m sorry.”

Tatar looked down as he put his sword back in its sheath.

Bablehner’s lifeless eyes met his.

“Wasn’t it because you were too naive in the first place? Where can you find eternal loyalty in this world? The only person I can trust is myself, comrade.”

Tatar straightened his hair and put a cigarette in his mouth.

Black smoke passed through the branches and scattered into the air.

“Hoo— If you want to resent someone, resent Min Siwoo. If that bastard had just died quietly, we wouldn’t have to be like this.”

He crouched down and stared at Bablehner lying on the ground.

“Huh. But it’s strange. Why is there no emotion in your eyes?”

Tatar, who had suddenly looked into Bablehner’s eyes, muttered in disbelief.

No matter how emotionless someone was, they should feel something—anger, resentment, sadness, fear—if someone tried to kill them.

And that emotion was usually expressed through their eyes.

“Are you broken somewhere?”

However, there was no emotion in Bablehner’s eyes.

To put it in perspective—

It was like a pitch-black canvas.

Not a white canvas like an innocent child, but a pitch-black canvas that had already been filled with all emotions and could no longer express anything.

It was impossible to guess the age of a demon by their appearance.

There were some who looked like old men but were actually 10 years old, and there were also some who looked like young girls but were over 100 years old.

‘How old is this kid?’

Tatar looked away from the body of his opponent, which he couldn’t even guess.

He exhaled smoke through the suffocating silence.

No, there was no need to think deeply about it.

He was someone who would die here.

Even if it was something he did to survive, it wasn’t a very pleasant thing to kill your comrade.

Of course, if he could live, he would kill them a hundred or a thousand times, but still.

“Hey, Bablehner. Isn’t life suffering? Isn’t that right?”

Tatar brushed off his pants and stood up.

He had somehow managed to deal with the 2nd Realm Demon King’s subordinate and the 4th Realm Demon King’s subordinate.

Now, all that was left was Kraken.

He was the biggest hurdle and the biggest joker card that could turn everything upside down.

The problem was that it wasn’t easy to get that card.

Tatar bit the end of his cigarette.

“Damn, what do I do about Kraken? If I just charge in like this, I’ll be eaten— Kuugh!!”

Out of nowhere, a force came over Tatar, making his mouth shut and his limbs unable to move.

Clank, clank, clank!

An invisible force squeezed his entire body, making it impossible for him to move a single finger.

He definitely hadn’t let his guard down.

He had been constantly watching his surroundings and preparing for any attack, but suddenly, a powerful aura surged up from the ground and overwhelmed him.

“Kugh!! Uuh!!”

Broken words that couldn’t form sentences came out of Tatar’s tightly shut mouth.

Had Min Siwoo not left the scene yet?

He rolled his eyes around to find his enemy.

However, all he could see was the thick forest and Bablehner lying on the ground, bleeding.

“Eughhh!! Heughhh!!”

『That’s noisy.』

Boom!

In an instant, a powerful force crushed Tatar’s mind.

He couldn’t breathe properly.

“Huh! Huh! Huh! Kuuh!”

He inhaled sharply and looked straight ahead with terrified eyes.

Bablehner’s body slowly rose without bending a single joint.

It was a grotesque sight, as if a monster was rising in a horror movie.

『Tatar. You’re the scum of the Demon Realm who survived with your pitiful life.』

Bablehner glared at his opponent with an expressionless face.

His jet-black eyes, hair, clothes, nails, and shoes strangely matched his bloodless skin.

‘How in the world—!! Even though I cut his neck?!’

Tatar thought anxiously as he looked at the wound on Bablehner’s neck.

The deep wound on his ragged neck was still visible.

Blood dripped from his mouth.

『Don’t think that your petty tricks will work on everyone.』

Bablehner raised his hand toward Tatar.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Crack! Crack! Crack!

“Uuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhk!!”

Tatar’s limbs twisted and broke at strange angles, bones piercing through his skin and muscles tearing off in chunks.

His white suit was quickly dyed red with blood.

Bablehner threw Tatar’s broken body away.

Then, he stood there for a long time, staring blankly into the air.

Thinking of someone with his eyes.

🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸

Boom!!

The demonic energy emitted from Merlin shook the entire building.

Aria bit her lip and gathered her magical power to cast a spell.

[Priestess’s Spell: Temple of Light]

A golden light enveloped the entire space.

Whoosh—!!

White heat blazed like wildfire and rushed toward Merlin.

The intense and scorching aura devoured the demonic energy and fueled the flames.

“Kraaaagh!! You damn bitch!!”

Merlin pointed his staff at Aria and cast a spell.

A fierce force shattered the walls, ceiling, and floor, scattering debris and dust.

“It’s dangerous, Aria-nim!!”

The hunters belonging to the Order stepped forward and created a barrier.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

However, it wasn’t easy to block the power of a ‘Misteltein’ class.

The demonic energy that clashed with the barrier exploded, turning one side of the building into scorched earth.

At that moment, Siwoo’s sword blade appeared from the square.

Muramasa left a white trail as it sliced through Merlin’s side, and the artifact Merlin was holding activated, blowing Siwoo away.

Boom, boom, boom!

The center of the building became a mess in an instant.

Merlin quickly broke down the door and went inside.

Without hesitation, he walked straight toward the skull inside the central glass wall.

The ‘Death of Ecstasy,’ the last artifact to activate the Dimension Gate.

“I found it.”

The skull, which boasted a strange magical power, was painted completely black.

Merlin pointed his staff at the glass wall and fired a barrage of spells.

Bang!!

The magically protected glass wall shattered into countless pieces under the powerful magic.

Just as he was about to grab the skull,

“As if I’d let you.”

Siwoo’s sharp voice rang out, and his blade shot up from below.

Screeeech!!

Merlin swung his staff and blocked Siwoo’s attack.

He didn’t just block it with force. Because it was filled with demonic energy, it became an attack as well as a defense just by touching it.

“What the hell did you put on your staff—!”

“Kukukuku! Do you think there’s only one or two spells on here?!”

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of huge magic circles appeared from his staff and exploded toward Siwoo.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

“The difference between an amateur and an experienced fighter is the experience in battle.”

Merlin quickly picked up the skull and let out a white laugh.

Now, everything would be complete.

“Yes, the difference in combat experience is obvious.”

Whoosh!!

At that moment, Siwoo, who had recovered his entire body with healing magic, appeared and pierced his chest.

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