The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 355

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟓𝟓: 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐖𝐚𝐫 1

The pale and childish face was gone.

A young man clad in darkness like armor that burned fiercely.

Having devoured all of his comrades, Bablehner had transformed from the appearance of a teenager to that of a man in his early twenties.

He was admiring his own arms and legs, seemingly pleased with the growth.

His height had increased, and his muscles were resilient.

It was as if the most perfect form of a physical body had been drawn.

『It feels strange.』

Bablehner opened his palm and tilted his head.

Even he had not expected this change.

He had simply thought that he would absorb them.

It wasn’t for nothing that he had gathered Archdevils and Fallen Angels in one place.

Bablehner had planned the final battle from the beginning.

For him, subordinates, colleagues, and allies who could pose a threat to his position were nothing more than materials to be used as fertilizer.

『Kukuku.』

Bablehner’s thoughts were extremely simple and selfish.

He did not think that the Archdevils, Fallen Angels, and Kraken he had shoved into his chest were dead.

This was collaboration.

In other words, symbiosis.

They had now shed their shabby clothes and become cells that made up the 4th realm Demon King.

Part of the body of the Demon King.

How touching and glorious it was.

In the harsh discipline of the demon race, where losers were simply killed, Bablehner chose a different path.

He truly believed so.

The 1st Realm Demon King was dull, the 2nd Realm Demon King was weak, and the 3rd Realm Demon King was greedy.

He firmly believed that there was no one other than himself who could rule this world beyond the Demon Realm.

『I am complete.』

Bablehner had achieved such a desire thanks to the defeat that Siwoo had given him.

🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸

Ten years ago.

It was the day Min Siwoo died and came back to life.

The 4th realm Demon King was fleeing deep into the dungeon, avoiding Siwoo’s disciples.

Min Siwoo disappeared when the artifact he had was accidentally activated.

He had to save his life first, not knowing when or where he would be attacked again.

If he had been in his original condition, Min Siwoo’s disciples would not have been such a big deal.

But not now.

A Demon King being killed by a human?

It was an eternal disgrace and humiliation that would be recorded in the history books of the demon race.

It would have been better to disappear than to die.

The 4th realm Demon King continued to descend into the depths of the dungeon where the fierce battle had taken place.

He intended to hide until his body recovered, in a place where no one could see him.

『This is. . .』

Then Bablehner witnessed an unfamiliar place.

A kind of catacomb decorated with strange bones.

There was no need to look for the owner of the bones.

『’Ancient Diablo’.』

The once strongest race they had served, the pinnacle of evil.

Their remains had been secretly buried here.

Perhaps it was made by one of the ‘Ancient Diablo’ who had survived.

Bablehner looked around the tomb carefully, his body battered from the battle.

Perhaps it was his intuition that humans would not be able to follow him this far.

He calmed his impatience and began to look for any items or weapons he might need.

However, most of them were close to being trash.

After all, who would have the presence of mind to take such items while being indiscriminately slaughtered by the Demon King?

He entered the last room.

A space that seemed a little more decorated than the other tombs.

There, Bablehner found a large, oval-shaped artifact.

The artifact, which flickered with an ethereal light, looked like a jar holding something.

Bablehner reached out his hand unconsciously.

He could feel it.

This was like a source of power.

The ability of the ‘Ancient Diablo’, who had wielded absolute power and used demons and devils as slaves.

Bablehner had a hunch that the core of that source was this.

If he had not tried to run away from the human, he would never have found this place in his entire life.

Bablehner put his hand on the artifact and poured demonic energy into it.

I want to have it.

If only I could have their power, I could become anything.

The abilities of the ‘Ancient Diablo’.

Their techniques.

The mighty power that commanded other races!

Crackle, crackle.

At that moment, a short light burst out from the artifact.

『Ah.』

Bablehner felt as if he were connected to the light.

The artifact, responding to his greed, began to slowly assimilate, devouring his demonic energy.

Kuaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The 4th realm Demon King fought the pain for seven days and seven nights.

Their desires intertwined, their egos clashing until they became a jumbled mess.

And when only one’s ego remained intact, Bablehner left the dungeon.

『Now I am the Final Demon King.』

🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸

“How in the world. . .”

Someone’s true feelings came out of their mouth without them knowing.

People stood still, watching Bablehner’s actions without moving a muscle.

He now looked as innocent as a newborn child.

Despite the vulnerable appearance of their enemy, no one rushed forward.

Or rather, they couldn’t.

An aura that burst out explosively.

An overwhelming presence that seemed out of this world weighed heavily on the entire space.

No one could open their mouths, and no one could move.

That was because they instinctively knew that their necks would be snapped if they showed any sign of weakness.

『Hmm.』

Bablehner let out a light snort.

At that simple and light action, the surrounding air hardened and their breathing became labored.

It was as if the demonic energy of the entire world had been compressed into one point.

Even ‘Misteltein’, the strongest hunters, and the otherworldly beings from another world were frozen, unable to muster their magical power.

They felt as if the fearsome murderous intent coming from their opponent was aimed at their necks.

『Good.』

Bablehner smiled with satisfaction and looked around.

With just a slight breeze, he grasped the condition of those gathered and the amount of magic power they had left.

He didn’t even need to use his demonic energy detection.

『It feels transcendent.』

Bablehner inhaled and exhaled the demonic energy that flowed in like a tsunami, refining it.

It was too insignificant to be called a monster.

What should he call this?

This vast and majestic power was like─

『I am your God.』

Bablehner looked around and opened his mouth.

The hunters could not refute his absurd words.

『I will lead you. Submit to me.』

His icy voice, dripping with murderous intent, was practically a threat.

A few people tried to muster their magic power against his momentum, barely, just barely.

This might be their last attack.

The Demon King, who had not taken a defensive stance, was right in front of them.

Please, just one skill. . .!

But as if he had noticed such a blasphemous thought, Bablehner put strength into his voice.

『Kneel.』

Ku─────────────uuuuung!!

The bodies of all those facing Bablehner tilted and they fell to their knees on the floor.

This was not a skill from a spellbinder like Gi Il-lyeon.

He had simply spoken with ‘power’.

Bablehner turned his head with a sinister smile.

There, a man who should have collapsed at any moment was standing defiantly, glaring at him.

『Min Siwoo.』

Kwadeudeudeudeuk─!!

A tidal wave of demonic energy swept toward Siwoo.

Under the terrible pressure, the surrounding ground, excluding Siwoo, crumbled into dust.

The power of deep blue ether burned brightly within the demonic energy.

『Still resisting.』

Bablehner took a step closer to Siwoo.

『It seems like all you can do is stand.』

Dzezezezezet. . . dzezezet!!

With each step he took, a crater of enormous size was created.

『How about you submit comfortably now.』

Siwoo stood his ground, facing the increasingly intense pressure directed at him.

『Amazing. Is that the regeneration you’re so proud of?』

Bablehner looked over Siwoo’s entire body, which was repairing the wounds, as if he were looking at an item.

『If I absorb you, that regeneration power will become mine as well.』

“No, that can’t be. . .”

Siwoo spat out the words.

Under the demonic energy and fierce momentum pouring out of him like a landslide, the bones of his entire body felt like they were being crushed into dust.

It seemed like his jaw would fall off even if he uttered a single word.

But the more that happened, the clearer his mind became.

『Kukuku. You have no right to refuse now. I’ll let you choose whether you want to die or die painfully.』

Bablehner, who had taken one step away from where Siwoo was, snapped his two fingers at him and spoke.

The end was now set.

No one could defy him, who had become a god.

『Which will you choose?』

Looking at the nagging guy, Siwoo barely opened his mouth.

“My friend is catching his breath. . . I’m a little late to answer.”

『. . . . . .?』

“Choice. . .”

Siwoo took a step forward, glaring at Bablehner.

“I’ll make it. . .”

The distance between the two of them shortened.

『What?』

“You. . .”

Bablehner did not move, his eyes locked with Siwoo’s.

Siwoo’s fist slowly retracted behind his shoulder.

His breath and momentum wavered.

“I’ll kill you.”

7 Cores, Art of the Half-Dragon.

🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸

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A fierce flash of lightning shot horizontally.

At the end of the lightning bolt that flew hundreds of meters, someone’s fist slammed down on their opponent, who had been thrown away.

Kwa───────────aaaaaaaaang!!!

Bablehner’s body sank endlessly, piercing through the earth’s crust.

A tremendous impact that shook the earth.

“Haah.”

The figure who had swung the fist let out a short sigh as he looked at the deeply dug pit.

━’Art of the Half-Dragon’ was a technique that drew out the original power of the dragon contained in each core, and depending on the core used, part of the body would change as if covered with dragon scales.

A dark brown arm and a light blue shoulder, legs made of wind and a bright yellow torso.

To that were added jet-black wings, red horns, and golden eyes.

Siwoo, who had become a half-dragon, stood with his magical power soaring to the heavens.

Kwakakakakakakakakakaka!!!

At that moment, a loud noise came from a different direction from the ground where Bablehner had been struck.

Siwoo turned his body toward the sound.

『How dare you━』

Bablehner, furious, spewed out a fearsome murderous intent at him.

He did not care about Siwoo’s changed appearance.

That appearance was his last desperate struggle anyway.

And that intuition was close to the truth.

“Hoo━”

Siwoo was in the process of using up all the life energy he had gathered until now.

It wouldn’t be strange if he suddenly died at any moment now.

No, he would definitely die.

In fact, the ‘7 Cores Art of the Half-Dragon’ was a last resort that could not even be called a gamble.

Because when he considered the amount of ether power and life energy required to maintain all this power─

━’𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦 30 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴.’━

Siwoo, thinking that he had no tomorrow, unleashed his final combo.

Kugugugug───── Kuwaaaaaaaaa──────!!!!

A golden light raced toward the enemy, leaving a single ray of light.

『Kukukukuk! This time, I will definitely see you perish first!! Clash with all your might, Min Siwoo!!』

Bablehner clad his body in a momentum that seemed to have absorbed all the darkness in the world.

Siwoo’s sharp light and Bablehner’s darkness collided in the air.

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The sky split in half, and the heavens and earth were distorted, engulfed in a huge flash of light.

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