S-Classes That I Raised to Devour - Chapter 108

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Episode 108. Why You Must Be Wary of Rabbits (3)
The Dungeon Psycho’s rib cage exerted pressure strong enough to crush a gorilla whole.
But Lee Minji’s raw strength was incomparable to any gorilla.
Crack-snap!
She gripped the ribs with both hands and shoved them aside effortlessly.
In the next instant, she jumped, summoned her Hammer mid-air, and brought it down without mercy.
After the ambush initiated combat, Lee Minji had received buffs of Undefeated Streak and Quick Resolution, powering herself up to full capacity.
The Dungeon Psycho barely had time to react before the Hammer struck, flattening it like mud.
Compared to the initial ambush, the result was disappointing.
Squirm.
Sure enough, fragments of its body began moving independently, attempting to fuse back together.
The sight resembled severed octopus legs, and Lee Minji grimaced in disgust.
“Gross!”
Bang! Bang!
Like playing whack-a-mole, she pounded down to prevent the fragments from regenerating.
The attacks were clearly working—each time the Hammer struck, the pieces exploded violently.
“So why won’t it stop regenerating?”
She tried hammering it flat, grinding the pieces to pulp—anything to see if that would work.
But each time, it only paused briefly before resuming regeneration the moment she stopped the assault.
Even trolls, the first monsters that came to mind when thinking of Regeneration, weren’t anywhere near this bad.
‘He never taught me how to deal with Dungeon Psychos.’
She’d learned the standard tactics for common monsters well. Through sparring, she’d even picked up the basics of fighting Hunters.
But strategies against Dungeon Psychos? He’d never taught her. There was no need.
When a creature appeared only once or twice a year, who would have thought knowing how to handle it would become critical?
Even Chae Mujin’s foresight—his ability to see one step ahead and predict the future—wasn’t perfect divination.
‘I have to solve this myself.’
She’d learned that physical force alone couldn’t stop the regeneration.
Then what about non-physical methods?
“How about this!”
Lee Minji, grasping at straws, kicked a chunk of flesh into a puddle of water.
“Water has the answers!”
It was absurd, but her face as she delivered the line was deathly pale.
She desperately hoped this ridiculous gambit would work.
The flesh fragments in the water froze momentarily.
Just as Lee Minji clenched her fists in hope, it became clear the pause was merely an illusion caused by the refraction of light on the water’s surface.
Worse, the Dungeon Psycho’s main body had already finished regenerating.
An arm coiled around her ankle. It wasn’t rising from beneath the water.
It had secretly regenerated in the brush and now appeared, squeezing her ankle hard enough to break bone.
Thanks to the protective barrier from Undefeated Streak, her bones didn’t fracture, but that wasn’t the real problem.
Slick.
Upon contact, dark Mana that had stuck to the monster began corroding the barrier.
Lee Minji had heard of dark Mana, even if not from the Dungeon Psycho itself—the most unstable and destructive of all Mana types.
She’d only ever heard rumors of it; she’d never actually experienced it until now.
“Ugh!”
Dark Mana was far more vicious than the rumors suggested.
The carefully built barrier of Undefeated Streak crumbled pathetically, and in the blink of an eye, the dark Mana clung to her body.
Like a leech, it drained her life force from every point of contact. She could feel her vitality being sucked away.
The attacks were clearly working. But dark Mana that had completely merged with its body—how could she possibly shake it off?
Suddenly, an old conversation with Chae Mujin surfaced in her mind.
“As a Hunter, losing limbs is commonplace.”
Lee Minji smiled grimly and muttered to herself.
“I guess this is my turn.”
If she was going to do it, it had to be now—before the Dungeon Psycho that had resurrected beneath the water crawled back onto land.
She pulled out the Knife hidden in her boot.
‘If I use this to cut my own leg….’
She steeled herself. Genuinely.
But her hand wouldn’t move. The Knife’s tip hovered above her thigh, unable to descend even 0.5 centimeters.
Flinch.
Just then, the dripping Dungeon Psycho emerged from the water’s surface. There was no more time to hesitate.
Die as she was, or lose a single leg. Those were her options.
“Ah!”
Then Lee Minji remembered.
An item Chae Mujin had given her just days ago.
“How useful is this man?”
She opened her inventory and pulled out the item. It was Holy Water.
She uncorked it and poured it directly onto her leg. The effect was immediate.
The Holy Water didn’t just neutralize the dark Mana—it annihilated it, and in the process, purified even the Dungeon Psycho’s flesh fragments clinging to her leg.
Lee Minji cried out in joy at discovering this weakness.
“That’s it! Its weakness!”
But there was bad news.
‘He only gave me two bottles of Holy Water.’
She’d just used one, so only a single bottle remained.
Her mind fixated on one thing: coating her weapon with the remaining Holy Water.
Opening the Holy Water bottle required both hands, which meant releasing her grip on the Hammer.
The Dungeon Psycho seized that fleeting gap.
Whoosh!
It attacked with blade-like claws, and Lee Minji twisted her body nimbly to evade.
But she couldn’t save the Holy Water.
Splash, splash.
The claw shattered the bottle, and the Holy Water spilled uselessly onto the ground.
‘I should have been more careful.’
Regret came too late. The last of the Holy Water was gone, and she had no certain way left to finish the Dungeon Psycho.
Sensing this, the Dungeon Psycho attacked even more savagely.
‘All I can do is hold out until backup arrives.’
Retreat wasn’t an option. She gripped her Hammer firmly, determined to stand and fight even if it meant death, but.
Bang, crash-boom!
Before the gunshot even registered, a bullet arrived faster than sound, striking the Dungeon Psycho’s head with perfect precision.
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After dealing with the Elk, Eun Myo unfolded the Zoo map.
It was too vast. Even running at full speed, it would take at least thirty minutes to scan the entire grounds.
“Hold on. Let me try calling Minji.”
But the phone was dead.
“When a Dungeon Psycho appears, a Grey Field is established immediately. Electronic devices don’t work.”
“A Grey Field? What’s that?”
“There’s no time to explain. I’m heading out now.”
“Aren’t you worrying too much? Minji, blessed with our director’s Buff, took down Boss monsters with ease.”
Proving that there truly was no time for explanations, Eun Myo sprinted away without another word.
She rushed to the observation tower at the Zoo’s center and gazed up at the massive outer wall.
There was no time for an elevator. She used the animal signs hanging on the wall as stepping stones, bounding upward to the peak.
From the height of a ten-story apartment, balanced on a single narrow platform, Eun Myo scanned the ground methodically.
‘Found it.’
At a distance so vast that her naked eye reduced it to a mere dot.
Without hesitation, Eun Myo drew her anti-material rifle and took position.
Through the scope, she aimed at the Dungeon Psycho. A laser rangefinder displayed: 826 meters.
Breath in.
Eun Myo drew a deep breath and curled her finger on the trigger.
Exhale.
She breathed out and squeezed gently.
Boom-crack-crack-crack!
Long-range sniping requires meticulous calculations of gravity and wind. Without them, you can never land a hit.
So by all rights, a bullet fired the moment Eun Myo saw the target through her scope should have missed the Dungeon Psycho entirely.
Thunk.
Yet the bullet struck the Dungeon Psycho’s brow with surgical precision.
The loaded round was an Incendiary Round. Its power could melt steel into puddles.
More importantly, the Dungeon Psycho is a monster of extreme physical resilience. There were only two Attributes capable of dealing meaningful damage: Sacred Power and Fire.
Engulfed in flames, the Dungeon Psycho shrieked and tried to hurl itself into the Lake nearby.
She had to stop it.
But.
‘Can Minji handle it?’
The Dungeon Psycho exuded terror simply by existing.
Lee Minji, too, bore the scars of fierce exchanges—her body was already a mess of wounds.
In such dire straits, stopping an ignited monster with her own body would be far from easy.
Most Hunters would have seized this chance to retreat.
But Lee Minji charged forward without hesitation and threw herself before the burning Dungeon Psycho.
“Where do you think you’re going!”
Desperate, the Dungeon Psycho unleashed all its remaining fury on Lee Minji.
It raked its blade-like claws wildly and lunged with its grotesque rib cage.
Lee Minji couldn’t dodge. If she gave ground, the Dungeon Psycho would slip into the water and extinguish the flames.
But her Hammer alone couldn’t deflect the onslaught.
She was forced to use her own body as a shield, meeting it in close combat, barring its path with flesh and bone.
Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!
Flames consume without mercy. Fire clung to Lee Minji’s skin.
Through her scope, Eun Myo bit her lower lip hard.
‘The searing pain of burning alive is enough to make veteran soldiers lose consciousness.’
She expected Lee Minji to break and give way immediately, so she loaded a Blast Round.
But that was Eun Myo’s mistake in judgment.
Even as her flesh burned, Lee Minji refused to yield an inch.
“Hiya!”
Instead, she roared and drove the Dungeon Psycho back, away from the water’s edge.
Even Eun Myo was startled by that ferocity.
‘You fool. You’ll die doing this!’
As if on cue, Lee Minji reached her limit and entered a deadlock with the Dungeon Psycho. Eun Myo seized the opening and fired her Blast Round.
Kaboom!
A massive shock wave erupted between Lee Minji and the Dungeon Psycho, dividing their fates.
Lee Minji was hurled toward the Lake, while the Dungeon Psycho was driven into the iron fence and shattered into pieces.
The Dungeon Psycho’s grip on life was tenacious. Even in that wretched state, it writhed grotesquely and attempted regeneration.
But Eun Myo’s Incendiary Rounds were no ordinary flame. They burned fed by the very life force of their target.
Even scattered as it was, the fire refused to die, continuing to consume its remains.
Hiss……
At last, destruction outpaced regeneration, and the Dungeon Psycho was completely annihilated, reduced to ash.
As Eun Myo confirmed the result through her scope, her brow narrowed.
‘What’s that?’
In the ash where the Dungeon Psycho had vanished, a single butterfly sat perched.
Zooming in, she saw it wasn’t a real butterfly but a butterfly-shaped brooch.
But why would such an artificial ornament emerge from a monster’s corpse?
‘There’s a design engraved on it, but I can’t see clearly.’
Just as she reached to magnify it to maximum—60 times—
Snap!
Eun Myo spun around like lightning.
Someone had unleashed a palpable murderous intent.
Where her gaze landed was dense woodland.
She’d turned the instant she felt the killing intent, but all that was visible in the tree shadows was a shoetip, barely exposed—and even that vanished from view like a ghost.
‘They sent killing intent at me from this distance?’
And she couldn’t fathom why.
If they were an enemy, they should have attacked while maintaining concealment. Why reveal themselves and run?
‘Could they be targeting Minji?’
She swung her scope back to where Minji had fallen. Fortunately, no ambush followed.
Though safe, Minji—knocked into the Lake—lay unconscious on the water’s surface.
Without delay, Eun Myo leaped from the tower and sprinted toward the Lake. She pulled Lee Minji from the water onto dry land and slapped her cheek without hesitation.
Smack!
“Mm……”
Confirming consciousness returned with a faint whimper, Eun Myo drew her Revolver and aimed it at Lee Minji’s chest.
Bang!
“Eek!”
The Healing Round fired from the muzzle instantly mended Lee Minji’s severe burns and torn wounds.
Lee Minji, terrified she’d actually been shot, blinked in confusion.
“Eun Myo……?”
“Quiet. There are enemies still around.”
Covering Lee Minji’s mouth, Eun Myo surveyed her surroundings with cold eyes. The one who’d unleashed that killing intent might have approached.
Revolver in one hand, Eun Myo cautiously moved toward where the Dungeon Psycho lay dead. She meant to retrieve the butterfly brooch from the ash.
But the brooch was gone.
If someone had approached and stolen it, footprints should have remained. Yet the ash showed no sign that anything—not the brooch, not any trace of another presence—had ever existed there.
“…That can’t be right.”
She’d felt no presence while running toward the Lake.
Could there be a third, unseen party—separate from the one who’d emanated killing intent from the woods?
If so, why had they remained uninvolved through this chaos, only to recover the brooch and vanish?
‘No. I can’t be careless. They might still be hiding nearby.’
Remaining separated would be dangerous.
Eun Myo quickly returned to Lee Minji and whispered urgently.
“The Dungeon Psycho is dead.”
“Phew, I really thought I was done for.”
“Don’t relax yet. Someone’s after us.”
“……!”
Lee Minji, sprawled on the ground, immediately grabbed her Hammer with both hands and rose.
The two stood back-to-back, eyes sharp as they scanned their surroundings. In the heavy silence, only the lonely whisper of wind brushed their ears when—
A group of Hunters appeared.

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