The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 336

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟑𝟔: 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 3

Those who came in through the open ‘Dimension Gate’ were hard to define in a single word.

Darkness.

Loneliness.

Truth.

Destruction.

All of these poured into one place.

And a god—or devil—crushed them together haphazardly.

Those that were broken lost their form.

Those that lost their form drew in whatever was around them.

Those that were drawn in soon became wounded.

And those that became wounded passed through a completely different time to arrive at this place.

A grotesqueness that was sticky and seemed to devour all life around it.

Even the demons and devils, who had lived all their lives traveling through various dimensions and acting on their instincts, were not confident in dealing with these visitors from another world.

They were demons who had lived while committing battles, wars, coups, and terrorism in numerous dimensions.

They could not help but recall the countless enemies they had faced until now.

Were they similar to the Gretan tribe from Planet C?

No, they also resemble the Serluk race from Planet J.

Bablehner and Kraken, who had arrived, were faced with strange faces that resembled the faces of apes that were peeking out from beyond the ‘Dimension Gate.’━

Next to them was a being that called itself the gatekeeper of the ‘Dimension Gate’, a grim reaper-like figure floating in place with a scythe on its shoulder.

“This is unusual.”

Kraken muttered in a wary voice as he scanned the group.

The otherworldly beings they had first encountered were much more . . . alien than he had thought.

Their physical appearances showed no uniformity.

━Kgyaaaaaak!

At that moment, the hyena monster that had fought with IZIZ approached, its long hair fluttering.

『You have disgusting tastes.』

Bablehner frowned as he looked at the jackal monster.

The jackal’s legs were not legs, but were made of human hands, and the jackal’s face was that of a distorted woman’s face that seemed to be screaming.

It was a truly horrifying sight that would make anyone who saw it lose their mind or suffer from trauma for the rest of their lives.

Kraken held a cudgel in one hand, ready to swing it at any moment.

It was still too early to tell whether they were enemies or allies.

Although the Archdevils were holding them back, no one could afford to be defenseless in a situation where they did not know how strong those who had come through the ‘Dimension Gate’ were.

Red eyes blazed in Kraken’s sockets.

He looked around carefully and observed the beings that had come from another world.

All of them were deformed and had an eerie appearance, and the energy emanating from their bodies in particular felt like a darkness that was different from demonic energy.

━’𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦.’━

As he stared at them, the alien beings surrounded Bablehner and Kraken.

They did not seem to be pressing in to attack.

It was as if they were approaching curiously, like a pride of lions that had been given a new toy to play with for the first time.

『What are your names?』

Bablehner asked in a majestic voice.

At that question, some of the aliens let out strange cries.

Bablehner and Kraken could not tell whether they were communicating or not.

『Demon King of the 4th realm. They only communicate with me.』

At that moment, Mephistopheles, from among the Archdevils, approached in a formless body like black fog and spoke.

『. . . Why?』

Bablehner asked emotionlessly in response to his words.

However, Mephistopheles knew well that there was a hint of anger in his voice.

『I do not know either. Since I was the first to communicate with them, it seems to be that way.』

Mephistopheles’ words were only half true.

As he claimed, those alien beings only communicated with Mephistopheles.

However, the reason was not because he was the first to communicate with them, but because Mephistopheles’ demonic energy was infused when the ‘Dimension Gate’ was opened.

Therefore, the monsters that came out of the ‘Dimension Gate’ were conscious of Mephistopheles’ demonic energy and could only communicate with him.

『That is unfortunate. Why couldn’t it have been me instead of . . . the head of the Archdevils who made the contract?』

Bablehner glared at the Archdevil as if he were displeased.

A new being had come through the ‘dimension’ to this place, and the only person who could continue the conversation was Mephistopheles, who had spoken to them first.

It was too much of a coincidence for Bablehner’s distrust to pass over.

If he had lived without knowing what doubt was, Bablehner would not have survived after Siwoo nearly killed him 10 years ago.

Surviving in the Demon Realm meant always being on guard so as not to get hit from behind and striking the opponent first.

It was thanks to such vigilance that the current Bablehner existed.

And his vigilance was triggered at this moment.

『I also find it regrettable, but the other Archdevils have also failed. There is no malice, 4th Realm.』

Mephistopheles said, wriggling his enormous body.

Bablehner’s black pupils widened at his amused voice.

『You are no longer the 4th Realm but the ‘Final Demon King”』

『Kukukuku. I see. I apologize, ‘Final Demon King.’』

『If you know that, let me talk to the guests.』

Bablehner said to the Archdevil in a curt tone, glaring at him.

『When you say talk . . . do you mean ‘interpret,’ or do you mean one-sided communication in different languages?』

Mephistopheles’ enormously swollen body shook up and down like fog.

Bablehner’s demonic energy sharpened like a needle at his opponent’s seemingly mocking gestures.

『Decide quickly, ‘Final Demon King.’』

Mephistopheles urged his opponent.

Normally, he would not have taken such a provocative stance, but the devils needed a kind of ‘guarantee’ now.

A guarantee that Bablehner, who had taken care of all the Demon Kings and unified the demon race, would keep his promise to the devils and recognize their place.

Of course, the devils were extremely selfish and had little attachment to the group.

If they were as skilled as Mephistopheles, Beelzebub, or Asmodeus, running away from Bablehner and the demon race would be a piece of cake.

Even so, there was only one reason why they were playing this political tug-of-war.

━’𝘒𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘬𝘶, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨.’━

It was purely for the devilish amusement.

『. . . Please interpret.』

The momentum that had been stabbing sharply like an awl subsided, and a much softer tone came out of Bablehner’s mouth.

『I will do so.』

Mephistopheles smiled, revealing his teeth.

He went straight to one of the otherworldly beings.

Bablehner was slightly surprised.

The otherworldly creature he approached was not a horrifying figure like the giant jackal monster or the grim reaper, but was surprisingly the smallest of the beings.

The being, which looked like a small slime, communicated with Mephistopheles in an unknown language.

Bablehner stood between them, his black pupils darting back and forth.

『First of all, 4th Realm . . . I briefly explained about the ‘Final Demon King.’ I also included the fact that this is Earth and that we are fighting other races.』

『I see. Ask if they are willing to cooperate with us. Also, what their purpose is.』

Mephistopheles conveyed those words to his opponent.

━━Kruakshutt·Nirrfhta·Getneha

A strange murmur flowed from the black slime, like a thick, viscous sound that was not quite a sound.

The Archdevil seemed to understand the words and nodded.

『They say they will help us.』

『That is fortunate. What is their purpose?』

『Well . . . they say that their purpose is to have no purpose.』

Bablehner turned his head and stared at the slime.

It had no magic or demonic energy.

It had no expression or gaze.

All he felt from it was an emptiness that was even greater than his own.

It was as if they were cycling through dimensions in order to fill that unfillable emptiness, even if only a little.

『Alright, I understand.』

Bablehner turned around, thinking that he had finished all the necessary conversation.

Then he suddenly wondered what to call them.

『What should we call them?』

Mephistopheles asked the slime for an interpretation upon hearing Bablehner’s question.

━Rsurratka

The Archdevil’s eyes lit up with interest upon hearing the answer.

Bablehner opened his mouth, looking at him.

『What did it say?』

『They are those who have been abandoned by God . . . ‘Fallen Angels.’』

🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸

Lo-an’s Ruyi Bang struck down with a deafening thunderclap.

Kuqugagagagagagagㅡ!!!

He had squeezed out every ounce of magic he had, no matter how little.

However, that attack was not meant to defeat the enemy.

It was an action to create some distance between ‘it’ and the people who were evacuating.

“Kukluk . . .! Kang Yeo-hwa! Min Si-joon!! I can’t hold on much longer!”

Lo-an shouted with all his might toward the rear.

“Dammit! This is my last one too!”

Kang Yeo-hwa poured all of her magic into the materialized Divine Bow.

[Warrior of the Wind: One Shot, One Kill]

Her momentum and magic, which were focused on a single point, surged like a wave.

She flicked her finger.

The taut string snapped back into place, firing an arrow of condensed magic to the extreme.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡShwip!!

The arrow pierced through the night fog and struck ‘it’ in the torso.

Normally, an attack of this magnitude would cause it to writhe or twist its body . . . .

“How can it not even flinch?”

Kang Yeo-hwa bit her lip.

A monstrously large creature had emerged from the sea.

━’𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘋𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘭 . . . .’━

She felt a surge of indignation when her attack did not seem to have any effect.

That monster had caused a huge wave simply by emerging onto land, wiping out downtown Busan.

It was frustrating that three of the best Hunters in South Korea could do nothing about it.

She felt a sense of futility as her powerlessness grew.

“Sister! Snap out of it!”

Min Si-joon, who had approached her, shook her shoulder.

“W . . . what?”

“What are you doing, using up all your magic! You need to save some to escape!”

“What are you talking about, ugh—ugh!!”

Kang Yeo-hwa felt a tearing sensation in her dantian and a throbbing pain in the blood vessels throughout her body.

She had unknowingly drained all of her magic and poured it into the Divine Bow.

She could not come to her senses, blood streaming from her nose and mouth.

“Sister! Sister!! Drink this potion first!”

Min Si-joon hurriedly opened a mana potion and forced it into her mouth.

Thanks to that, Kang Yeo-hwa’s magic recovered slightly and she was able to regain her senses.

“Hyung! Let’s retreat too!”

“Dammitㅡ!!”

Lo-an recalled the clones he had spread out.

A small amount of magic surged up, giving him a little more room to escape.

He immediately drove the Somersault Cloud toward where Si-joon and Yeo-hwa were.

“Are you alright?”

Lo-an asked Min Si-joon, looking at Kang Yeo-hwa, who was coughing up blood.

“Am I in a state where I can run away?”

“You carry Samae and lead the way.”

“Wait! Hyung, what are you going to . . . .”

“I need to hold it off one more time to buy us some time.”

Lo-an stamped his foot and covered his body in white armor.

He brought his hand to the anklet on his ankle.

[Hermes’ Shoes]

A Myth-grade artifact developed for him by Lockheed Martin.

Lo-an activated the [Hermes’ Shoes].

Click.

A large flame blazed from the soles of his shoes and wrapped around his legs.

“This will buy us a minute.”

Lo-an kicked off the ground and charged toward the giant monster.

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