The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 187

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 187
Drawing So Yi-yoon’s attention proved effortless.
He began pursuing us at a speed incomparable to how he followed the others—as if he’d been searching for the two of us all along.
Yet objectively speaking, he wasn’t moving that fast. I ran in the opposite direction from Jung Hwan-jae.
Glancing sideways, I noticed Liri moving in sync with me.
“Ye-ah, how far do we need to go?”
“As far as possible. We need enough distance so our battles don’t interfere with each other.”
“Understood.”
In that instant, my feet lifted from the ground.
Before I could even register surprise, Liri embraced me and spread her wings. My body shot forward like a bullet.
At this speed, I wondered if So Yi-yoon could even keep up.
“What is this?”
“Unlike Lucy, I still have some holy power reserves. This is nothing.”
“Lucy doesn’t have enough holy power?”
“Probably not sufficient. If Lucy were a true Awakened rather than data, it would be different, but as things stand, he’ll simply vanish once his power is exhausted.”
I hadn’t thought it would be nothing.
But he was pushing himself far harder than I’d imagined. And he would continue to do so.
Even the strongest must steel themselves in a crisis like this. Reality crashed down on me once more, crystalline and undeniable.
This place was truly a space where someone could die.
Liri gradually slowed and set me down.
“Is this distance enough?”
“Yes, but what if So Yi-yoon gives up the chase here?”
“He won’t. The Calamity’s hatred will be strongest toward the Rank 1 Hunter.”
Someone’s jealousy cares nothing for how I’ve lived until now or what I’ve overcome.
He despises me for that single, simple reason—that I’m stronger than him.
The more I understand, the more I realize there’s no room for sympathy with such a person.
The moment my feet touched ground, I spun around.
I could see it clearly. So Yi-yoon was approaching, far slower than me, but approaching nonetheless.
I opened my mouth coldly.
“You seem to think you’ve grown stronger by mimicking parts of my body?”
―Buying time through conversation won’t accomplish much anyway.
“I’m not trying to buy time. If this drags on, it only disadvantages me—why would I do that?”
I narrowed my eyes slightly and gathered mana in my palm. To finish him in one strike, I had to conserve unnecessary attacks.
―Your mind works well enough though. Dividing the team and all.
“….”
―What, you think you can beat me if you split up? Do you see a possibility? Think you could handle me, Jung Hwan, and even Dante alone?
The moment I answer him, I’m caught in his trap.
I deflected his mockery while striving to keep my reason intact.
He sneered that while my effort was commendable, it was meaningless—that I thought that was the extent of his power.
―Among all the humans who’ve become Dungeons, have you ever seen anyone maintain intelligence like I have?
“You certainly talk a lot.”
―I did it. I can do it! Do I look the same as everyone else to you? Don’t be mistaken!
Contrary to his words, So Yi-yoon was in no state to communicate rationally.
At first, I thought we could have some semblance of a conversation, but I was wrong.
He was obsessed with having his strength acknowledged and displayed, spouting incoherent nonsense.
The moment I pulled back slightly to create distance, bullets grazed dangerously close to my cheek and embedded themselves into the ground.
―Don’t think you can only use your skills just because you’re fighting me.
As a thin line of blood trickled down, a chill ran down my spine.
Did this mean that even if they fought in different locations, every individual clone could use the skills that each clone had copied?
The battle had become even more disadvantageous.
I had to fight while evading every skill pattern of the raid team.
Teams composed of multiple members would have an advantage in survival, but they’d be too busy dodging to even think about attacking.
―Are you scared now?
“No, I’m not scared. I just need to move more actively.”
Admittedly, I was flustered.
But what could I do about it? Nothing would change.
Would things have been different if we all rushed in together?
No, we were each fighting desperately with all our might in our own circumstances right now.
I released the green mana pooled in my palm directly at him, piercing straight through his body.
So Yi-yoon, now with a gaping hole through him, staggered.
I gathered mana in my throat once more and let out a powerful scream toward him.
Singing (FFF)
With a deafening roar that shook the earth, his body was torn to shreds.
He didn’t yield either, launching an attack of intertwined gold and crimson light toward me.
It wasn’t easy to cast a skill while dodging him simultaneously.
I suffered burns on my forearm and blood flowed from my neck, but I didn’t stop.
“Ye-ah!”
Along with Liri’s voice, countless feathers covered my wounds.
New flesh sprouted in the sunken wound and the bleeding stopped.
I could have managed it with my own power, but she blocked my path and even halved the damage I took.
Finally, as I stopped my attack, So Yi-yoon before my eyes had vanished without a trace.
At last, one clone had disappeared.
“Liri, you don’t need to push yourself like that.”
“We came here to push ourselves on behalf of the Awakened.”
“Still.”
But Liri shook her head as if this was something she wouldn’t compromise on.
I let out a sigh.
“Then let’s put off any final sacrifices for now.”
“…Understood.”
She smiled slightly as if resigned to losing, and nodded.
Even a nominal promise was enough.
I immediately began running toward where the others would be.

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“You never said they’d use different powers!”
“We didn’t know either!”
Rosalind Brown deflected the incoming bullets effortlessly, pressing her temple with a wince.
It wasn’t simply copying her own skills.
It launched attacks that included those of assailants striking from other positions.
Even knowing the opponent’s attack skills, having never experienced them before left us scrambling to evade.
“Hurt again? Come here.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize.”
Now split into three-person teams, they held a slight advantage against So Yi-yoon’s clone.
If they continued fighting this way, victory was certain. Pressed for time, but not losing ground.
‘But that’s only true for us—what about the others?’
Some of the other teams didn’t even have a single ranker from the top ten.
Even with Rosalind Brown’s group struggling like this, the others would have it far worse.
“Roza, are you alright?”
“Don’t worry, Pene.”
Pene, who had been healing Rosalind Brown’s wounds with flames, let out a short, anxious whimper.
Hunters wouldn’t die so easily here.
Not with Assigned Staff Members stepping forward so devotedly to protect them.
But they couldn’t avoid all deaths.
“Some of the Assigned Staff Members must have already died, right?”
“Possibly.”
Though death supposedly didn’t apply to Assigned Staff Members, Awakeners would perceive it differently.
Countless colored lights flickered beyond the distance.
Whether they were the holy power of Assigned Staff Members, Hunters, or So Yi-yoon’s attacks was impossible to tell.
“Pene, don’t do that. I’ll endure it.”
“You’re truly a strong Awakener, Roza. The strongest I’ve ever seen.”
Rosalind Brown lightly kissed Pene’s head before rising again.
So Yi-yoon already had half his body blown away, his face twisted in hatred.
―Why! Why! Why!
His face, muttering incoherently as if reason and thought had already abandoned him, was utterly vicious.
Rosalind Brown, standing beside the offensive Hunters, slowly gathered power in her hands.
“I’ll support from behind, so trust me and attack.”
“Yes!”
Green mana granted strength and buffs.
Skills bounced off the sturdy shield that withstood the barrage of attacks.
“Hey! Do you think I’ve blocked Reaper and Dante Brown’s skills just a few times?! Don’t underestimate me!”
Perhaps because of his booming voice, the Hunters couldn’t help but let out laughter that seemed out of place for the situation.
A sharp spear and orange-hued creatures materialized and charged forward, piercing through So Yi-yoon’s body.
Finally, he vanished without a trace, leaving behind only a scrap of his clothing.
“That was intense….”
Rosalind Brown collapsed as the tension suddenly drained from her.
“We did it!”
“We won!”
In their focus on watching each other embrace and shed tears of joy, they overlooked one crucial detail.
The scrap of fabric that had fallen to the ground began to crawl toward a single spot, as if possessed by its own will.

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