The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 186

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 186
It was an age long forgotten. The world emerged alongside calamity, and countless souls were born, giving rise to existence itself.
In those days, the Underworld was not yet the “Courtroom of the Dead.”
It was simply a vast tribunal where the sins of all living beings were weighed. There dwelt the Kings of the Underworld.
Lucy stood among them, discerning the virtue and vice of countless souls, rendering judgment through his divine authority.
“Tear out that creature’s tongue.”
“Send that wretch who dared insult the Courtroom to the next realm.”
The Kings of the Underworld, each entrusted with the judgment of sin, were generals and sovereigns of that world—guardians and deities alike.
The power they wielded transcended what any mortal being could ever comprehend, and for millennia they had maintained the world in perfect order.
“How tedious.”
For one of such exceptional strength, such thoughts were hardly surprising in an age of peace.
Yet only Lucy felt this ennui. The other Kings seemed bewildered by it.
“How could maintaining the world ever become tedious?”
“It is remarkable how you fulfill your duties while remaining so at ease.”
The others grew exhausted merely conducting trials, some sleeping for decades at a stretch.
But Lucy could not afford such rest.
Perhaps his exceptionally formidable power was the curse.
He longed for a criminal intriguing enough to amuse him, or some calamity to unfold.
Was that his undoing? The balance began to crumble.
“Byeon Seong sleeps far too much of late.”
“A century of slumber already.”
“Jin Gwang has vanished. Try awakening him with your power.”
Calamity descended. Lucy regarded it with optimism.
“Surely sleep alone cannot warrant such power.”
Yet one by one, the Kings of the Underworld fell into endless slumber, never to wake.
In other worlds, this would be called “death,” but in the Underworld where Lucy dwelt, no such concept existed.
The traces of death that found their way into that realm became calamity itself.
Thus Lucy became the sole remaining King, tasked with maintaining the world’s equilibrium.
“Kang Rim, what does it look like?”
“Dark, crimson, and grim, my lord.”
The living creatures of that land fell into the sleep of death, following the Kings.
Commanding only a handful of loyal servants, Lucy felt for the first time the limits of his power.
With no criminals to judge, trials ceased entirely, and he alone remained awake in a world succumbing to slumber.
“My lord, do not surrender to sleep.”
And so even Kang Rim, his final loyal servant, fell asleep, leaving Lucy to face the calamity alone.
Expending every ounce of his divine authority, he struggled against it and at last vanquished it.
Yet in a world stripped of all else, his own existence lost its meaning.
“How fleeting it all is.”
In that land where everything slumbered, Lucy continued to render judgment.
In the end, both judge and judged were Lucy alone.
The sound of the gavel striking down echoed hollowly.
The Underworld became a place where the dead could rest.
And just as sleep finally came to him, Baldur appeared.
Will you sacrifice your power to prevent ‘death’ from consuming another world?
I thought it didn’t matter either way.
‘So be it.’
Lucy, the first awakened one to face catastrophe alone, became an Assigned Staff Member in that way.
【What is your name?】
He spoke.
“Yom Ra.”
I cannot provide a reliable translation for this text as it appears to contain corrupted or mixed characters (Korean Hangul mixed with Chinese characters and symbols) that don’t form coherent words in either language.
“In exchange, seal me away for a very long time. I want to experience that sleep called death as well.”
In truth, this was atonement.
Yom Ra was a name given to a sinner who had fallen into apathy and let righteousness slip away.
Every awakened one he met after awakening from the long seal was always shattered by Yom Ra’s power.
Each time, he quietly accepted the seal once more.
After several failures, he met Jung Hwan-jae.

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“Yom Ra! How carefree. Even worry suits you.”
The ancient awakened one Yom Ra had awakened from the past.
With his hand thrust into his pocket, he lifted his head.
The black light was blocked by the red net of woven light and bounced back.
One of So Yi-yoon’s replicated bodies was struck by the reflected force and vanished. It was truly terrifying in its power.
“Be careful.”
Liri wrapped her wings around Jung Hwan-jae and me.
Everything except where he stood became devastated. Seeing that sight, my spine tingled with dread.
Yom Ra’s divine power crawled threateningly across the ground, as if to prevent So Yi-yoon from descending.
Having bought time, Yom Ra came to Jung Hwan-jae’s and my side.
Jung Hwan-jae was still breathing heavily, shocked that Yom Ra had nearly died.
“Is it really something to be so shocked about? Nothing happened.”
“Nothing happened? What do you—”
“Well, I’ll admit it was something to be shocked about. No matter how strong you two are, if a human had taken that hit just now, they wouldn’t have come out unscathed.”
Yom Ra, who had been speaking playfully, quickly turned serious.
He had blocked it once, but there was no telling what would happen next.
Since he possessed the skill to copy abilities, using more of Yom Ra’s divine power was problematic even accounting for contingencies.
Moreover, even pretending to be fine, he had blocked an attack alone that would have left Jung Hwan-jae and me on death’s door—it must be exhausting.
Jung Hwan-jae, his awakened one, would feel it even more clearly.
“The problem is that he’s replicating his body. It’s hard to finish him in one strike.”
“How many can he replicate?”
I opened my mouth cautiously.
Everyone had scattered in different directions to evade the recent attack.
In our immediate vicinity were only Jung Hwan-jae, myself, Lucy, and Liri.
“Based on the current situation, it appears that once a body is destroyed, it doesn’t regenerate. That must be its weakness.”
I turned slightly to observe So Yi-yoon’s form hovering in the sky.
Perhaps about half of those who entered here. I furrowed my brow.
“Lucy, how much power does each of those bodies seem to possess?”
“The older sibling among that pair would have a slight advantage in a one-on-one match. It’s better to take them down in a single strike if possible.”
Easier said than done, destroying them in one blow.
“What about weaknesses?”
“Their speed is somewhat slow. And their durability is weaker than expected.”
To gather such insights from just that one attack.
If multiple people combined their strength, it seemed that annihilation wasn’t impossible.
The remaining personnel would need to form teams and proceed accordingly. Though victory was far from guaranteed.
But right now, I had no luxury to consider anyone’s circumstances.
“Ye-ah.”
“Yes, senior.”
“Can you relay a message to everyone here? Form teams and face them one at a time. Minimum of two people, up to three.”
“Without So Yi-yoon noticing, right?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll try.”
Since my amplification reached everyone’s ears, perhaps I could whisper to individual ears instead.
The world of sound is infinite. I could only hope my mana would cooperate.
Developmental Desire (???) grants a new effect.
Creation Technique (???) grants a new effect.
The sacred mana resonating in this land responds to your aid.
Sacred mana—that must be the divinity of the Assigned Staff Members.
It seemed to receive my power coming to my Awakened One and relay it on their behalf.
The message I conveyed was this.
‘Form teams of three and face So Yi-yoon’s clones one by one. Each individual body cannot be handled alone by anyone ranked third or higher.’
These were people who would understand without needing more detailed information.
When I carefully peeked out to assess the situation, I saw rapid movements from behind various terrain features.
As some deliberately exposed themselves and ran, the clones followed as if entranced, scattering one by one.
“The luring itself doesn’t seem difficult.”
“Yes.”
In that brief moment, they were already forming teams and moving on their own.
The effects of Kim Hwa-hyun’s training.
Shortly after, Jung Hwan-jae’s voice reached me.
“Ye-ah.”
“Yes, I understand. You’re saying we can’t go together from here on.”
“Honestly, even in a situation like this, I wish we could stay together….”
Jung Hwan-jae trailed off mid-sentence.
He couldn’t push the matter because he knew, deep down, that it shouldn’t be this way.
I felt the same.
Given how things had unfolded, he and I would each need to handle one of So Yi-yoon’s fragments.
The inability to be at his side in that moment was agonizing.
“But we have a means of staying in contact.”
I raised my hand, displaying the ring adorning my finger.
Despite the gravity of our circumstances, laughter bubbled up whenever our eyes met. His expression softened.
He gently pulled my hand toward him and pressed a kiss to the ring, whispering against my skin.
“Nothing will go wrong. You’re the strongest being I know, and the person I love….”
“As long as I’m alive, my senior won’t die.”
I’m not weak enough to let the person I love perish.
There was no need for further words.
As if bound by an unspoken vow, we both rushed toward the location of So Yi-yoon’s fragment.

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