The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 177

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 177
The moment the system window appeared, Sung Ji-wook seemed to release the tension he’d been holding, having heard that Jung Hwan-jae had exerted his power.
The anger that had nearly been directed at Jung Hwan-jae shifted instead toward the Valkyrie Network.
A stream of grumbling followed—something about how this would’ve been nice if done beforehand.
“Take your anger inside and vent it there.”
Sung Mi-ju grabbed Sung Ji-wook by the collar and pulled him away.
Beyond the collapsed wall, four doors awaited us.
One completely sealed with chains, another half-open.
“The sealed one is probably the Boss Zone.”
“Yes.”
“We’ll need to clear what’s ahead to open it… How typical.”
The group continued their conversation lightly.
They’d seen this format of dungeon countless times before.
“Let’s move.”
We scattered into our pre-arranged teams and waved casually.
The Brown siblings would handle the Ice Zone, the Sung siblings the Monster Wave Zone, and we would tackle the Curse and Debuff Zone.
After clearing those three areas, the survivors would enter the Boss Zone together.
“See you safely again.”
“Be careful.”
Our farewells were simple, just as they had been when entering the dungeon.
There were no hackneyed warnings to stay alive.
It was a trust that had grown between people who had already overcome a far greater crisis together.
“Ye-ah, let’s move.”
“Yes.”
We crossed the threshold of a door emanating an ominous aura.
“Wait, hold on.”
“Damn it.”
Those of us who entered first were fine, but those following behind all began retching at once.
The world was lurching.
Curse and mental attack nullification effect activated.
The curse level at the entry point is high.
Only after the warning window appeared did I understand.
Unless one had complete immunity, this environment seemed too harsh even for rankers to endure.
“Everyone, try holding your breath.”
I pressed the in-ear item firmly and whistled.
Green mana flowed along the wind, enveloping our entire team.
Those who had been vomiting on the ground or collapsing managed to straighten themselves.
“The debuff should be weakened, but just in case. Everyone, drink some water.”
These were now standard skills I deployed—status alleviation and shield abilities.
My songs grow more powerful the more lyrics they contain, the more difficult the notes become.
If I added a chorus or accompaniment to this, it would become even stronger.
But I couldn’t afford to spend that much energy dispelling it right now.
I had no idea what might be waiting for us deeper inside.
“Still, I assembled the team with members who have strong resistance, but from the very start….”
Jung Hwan-jae’s brow furrowed slightly.
This was genuinely dangerous.
We didn’t even know what would happen once we ventured further in, yet we were already in this predicament from the beginning.
But danger and a problem were two different things.
“Don’t worry.”
“Shouldn’t I have a countermeasure?”
“I am their countermeasure.”
Speaking with uncharacteristic confidence, Jung Hwan-jae stared directly at my face.
“I’m sorry, that was too much posturing just now.”
He seemed genuinely surprised that such words had come from my mouth.
Why had I said something like that? I felt embarrassed.
“Of course, I believe in Ye-ah.”
But Liri came to my defense.
He smiled and gazed upward at the sky.
“What’s up there?”
As I looked up, dozens of feathers fluttering and descending came into view.
Those feathers shone brightly as they fell one by one upon the group, whose nausea still lingered subtly.
“Huh?”
“Much better….”
The people brushed themselves off and stood up with noticeably improved expressions.
Liri’s earlier words about sharing his strength with the people I cherished suddenly came back to me.
My heart swelled.
“Staff Members are ultimately part of the Awakener. My power is Ye-ah’s power.”
“Liri….”
“Hey, shouldn’t you do something cool too?”
As I turned to Liri with an moved expression, I heard Lucy’s voice from behind urging Jung Hwan-jae.
Liking Liri and loving Jung Hwan-jae were completely separate things.
Why were they competing?
I turned my head, thinking Jung Hwan-jae would naturally understand, but he looked flustered and restless.
“Senior?”
“I can’t make feathers fall like that….”
But saying he could do this much, he transformed his scythe into the shape of enormous wings.
Suddenly witnessing a performance show in front of the Dungeon left me speechless.
Realizing he’d done something wrong, he fell silent.
“It’s fine, it was cute. Let’s go.”
“Thank you for covering for me….”
I suppressed my laughter and moved forward.
Since we were walking well ahead of the others, they didn’t notice.
“What should we do here? Dispel the debuffs?”
“Based on my assessment, I suspect there’s a final boss in the last chamber, but there are likely mid-bosses in the other rooms as well.”
“True… this isn’t ordinary mana.”
I could feel a heavy flow of mana emanating from the depths of this land.
It wasn’t human in origin, and even though we were immune, the mana’s current made my body feel weighted down.
“This place looks far too ominous.”
“I concur.”
Distorted characters floated suspended in the air.
‘Despair,’ ‘calamity,’ ‘disease,’ ‘suffering,’ ‘loneliness’—and more.
Words bearing negative meanings were written in countless languages, drifting through the void.
So Yi-yoon’s assigned staff member was called Pandora.
The one who opened a box and released all manner of evils contained within into the world.
If that were true, this place must be a fragment of the despair Pandora unleashed upon the world.
“Each character has a different color.”
“Yes, they all appear to be curses and debuffs—just in different contexts.”
“We can’t touch each one individually to identify what they are…”
I haven’t experienced all curse types, but some turn you into a monster if you touch them, while others summon those very creatures.
If I caught something like a silent curse, it would be completely disastrous for someone like me.
There are still countless unresolved debuffs lingering.
If there’s a boss monster beyond this point, I need to be even more careful not to get hit with debuffs.
“We’ll advance while avoiding contact as much as possible. Everyone, reinforce your shields.”
“Yes!”
Those who had been waiting for orders responded eagerly and drank their potions.
They were defensive potions provided free of charge by the Ya Myung-joo Workshop.
“Let’s drink ours too.”
“Of course!”
Without objection to Jung Hwan-jae’s suggestion, I swallowed the potion down my throat.
As I ingested the refreshingly scented liquid, a transparent barrier seemed to form around my body before fading away.
Moreover, my thoughts felt even sharper.
“Since we’re immune, the effect seems to work more like a buff for us.”
“Indeed. I didn’t expect them to hand it over so readily.”
Jung Hwan-jae shrugged his shoulders.
Kim Myung-joo, who had tossed a crate of potions in front of us, laughed heartily and said:
‘If you come back alive, just become a regular customer. I’ll drain you dry. I need my customers alive to make a living, don’t I?’
That was Kim Myung-joo’s way of wishing us luck.
I checked my inventory briefly.
I still had plenty of potions, and at the top was the Okwanhdan that Hwa-jon had prepared for me.
Even if something went wrong, we were all together, so there had to be a way to resolve it.
“Ye-ah, please guide the people behind us.”
“Yes!”
I wasn’t entirely confident they’d listen to me.
“We’ll take the lead, so follow us. Try to avoid touching the letters as much as possible, but if something approaches, prioritize pushing it away rather than engaging it directly.”
I amplified my voice and called out to the group, and without a single question, they nodded in agreement.
Their unwavering trust stirred something strange within me.
They believed in my words without hesitation—not Jung Hwan-jae’s or Dante’s, but mine.
Was I really someone trustworthy enough to inspire such confidence?
I nodded vigorously and pushed hard against the ground.
“Let’s go!”
Curse Zone Team, beginning movement.

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“Why do you cling to your sister like this?”
“When did I ever?”
Ji-wook grumbled.
It was simply that if Sung Mi-ju wasn’t in his line of sight, there was no telling what kind of trouble she’d get into, so naturally he had to stay by her side.
People always misunderstood when they heard the word “cling.”
Sung Mi-ju giggled and stretched her body.
“A girl with barely any stamina insisting on joining the Monster Wave Zone.”
“I wasn’t insisting—I was assigned to it.”
Technically, Rosalind Brown would have been better suited for this team.
Ji-wook had simply argued rather firmly that his coordination with Sung Mi-ju was superior, so wouldn’t that be better?
That was hardly the same as insisting.
“Sure, sure.”
Sung Mi-ju wore an expression that said ‘I understand your heart,’ let out a small chuckle, and then looked ahead.
She and the other hunters were already conversing lightly, as if they’d become acquainted.
‘They’re all tense.’
I could sense it clearly without them showing it. Perhaps it was because of the unfamiliar environment.
A rugged, rocky terrain stretched out before us.
A sharp crack echoed as stone split apart, followed by the tremendous sound of something massive approaching from beyond.
“Stay right behind me. Don’t fall behind.”
“That’s my line. Don’t you dare die.”
“Got it.”
A grotesquely twisted centaur burst forth from the gaps between the boulders.
And at that very moment, countless rays of colored light erupted from the hunters’ hands.
Monster Wave Zone Team, engagement commenced.

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