The Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with a Song - Chapter 95

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Tone-Deaf Healer Kills with Song – Episode 095
When I opened my eyes, the interior of the Dungeon was a complete disaster.
If the Hunters constructing the defensive line with Nia hadn’t simultaneously deployed their barriers, everyone in that location would have been swept away.
A barrier embroidered with golden threads steadily protected them, and as visibility gradually cleared, it slowly dissipated.
Jung Hwan-jae, completely enveloped in a crimson aura, slowly descended to the ground.
“Is it really powerful enough to sweep everyone away like this?”
“Of course, I could destroy this entire place by myself. My mana control was perfect.”
Jung Hwan-jae’s ability to unleash this level of power was thanks to Lucy, who had directly manifested behind him and generously provided divine power.
Lucy was an overwhelmingly powerful Handler compared to others. The quantity and quality of his divine power were incomparable to anyone else’s.
‘No contractors for 300 years? Why?’
‘When I gave them my divine power, the contractors couldn’t withstand it and died. I was sealed as restricted data until an Awakener appeared who could handle this power or actually needed it.’
Jung Hwan-jae still remembered the conversation from when he first met Lucy.
His power was proportional to the mana consumed when using skills, but his body was like a cracked pitcher that constantly leaked the mana it produced.
That’s why he had no choice but to get along well with Lucy’s overwhelming strength and abundant divine power.
He was an ancient and exceptionally powerful Handler. His ability to manipulate mana and divine power was unparalleled.
“When did you receive additional mana? You almost blew away everyone here too.”
“Additional mana?”
Dante, who had been at the front with Nia destroying incoming debris to minimize damage, returned while brushing dust from his body.
The destructive force had been so tremendous that his condition, standing at the frontline, couldn’t be called unscathed.
The problem was that it was his own allies who suffered this fate, and Jung Hwan-jae, trying not to worry about Dante’s injuries, showed the ring on his finger.
“It’s a ring that Yeom Ye-ah and I share. We can transmit mana through it. She probably sent it because she was worried I was hopeless.”
“Can Yeom Ye-ah’s mana heal me too?”
“I haven’t thought about it.”
Dante ignored Jung Hwan-jae’s expression that clearly said ‘I could, but I don’t particularly want to use Yeom Ye-ah’s mana for you,’ and sent an urging glance as if to say do something anyway.
15% of the transmitted mana remains.
The mana is accumulated and can be used for two purposes.
Mana Amplification / Healing
Honestly, it’s wasteful. I want to use it for myself.
Thanks to Dante blocking with almost his entire body, most of the others weren’t injured.
They were sending admiring glances at the formidable strike Jung Hwan-jae had just displayed.
Of course, Jung Hwan-jae hadn’t wanted to attract attention this way.
I choose Healing.
A green light spread from the ring, enveloping both Dante and Jung Hwan-jae. It was a sensation he had grown familiar with by now.
The sensation spread throughout his entire body in an instant, and even the minor cuts disappeared cleanly.
“Honestly, the more I see things like this, the more I covet someone named Yeom Ye-ah.”
“Don’t even dream about it.”
Jung Hwan-jae spoke firmly and turned to walk away.
Yeom Ye-ah (1)
Are you alright?
Why haven’t you contacted me?
Dante (3)
There’s a fairly strong magical beast here.
Shunt (41)
Hunter Yeom Ye-ah, would an interview be possible if you’re in Korea?
I’ve already contacted Hanttae’s side, but since I haven’t received a response, I’m reaching out this way out of necessity.
Yeom Ye-ah (1) has changed her status to ‘offline’.
Jung Hwan (1)
I’m fine.
Even though I’ve already changed my status to offline, I know she’s reading all my messages.
In a single strike, I’ve already dealt with the numerous magical beasts visible before me, but that wasn’t enough.
Dante, his brow slightly furrowed, gazed into the distance and muttered.
“This looks like a fusion dungeon.”
“Yes, probably. The Hunter Association mentioned such situations occur quite frequently.”
It seemed overseas wasn’t any different.
Just from the sight of Lucy and Nia maintaining their silence with faint smiles, it was clear.
A fusion dungeon and staff member slaughter harm others, but staff member fusion is an act of leading oneself and one’s handlers toward destruction.
All divine contracts have an end.
There are those like Leng-leng who protect their contractors and fade away, and then there’s the corruption Dan Myeong-ah described—degrading into mere ‘tools’.
Once they fuse with their contractors, they themselves become a dungeon.
A dungeon created by the strongest awakener and a human who abandoned their humanity by consuming desire.
Even if an awakener is E-rank, their handlers are currently composed of at least A+-rank individuals.
Which meant the minimum level of a fusion dungeon was also A+. Most dungeons that appear suddenly are created for this very reason.
“Generally, there’s no prohibition against driving contract handlers to the point of fusion dungeon creation. It’s simply unmanageable.”
Especially since obtaining information about individual handlers is difficult in itself.
So knowing how much you’re overworking the other party or what desires they harbor is equally challenging.
“However, there’s been an argument within the Hunter Association that fusion must be prevented, particularly among hunters who go on field assignments.”
“Yes, the United States too.”
It wasn’t merely a Korean problem.
After all, this place they were urgently dispatched to is Japan, isn’t it?
He was probably just an A-rank hunter at best, but merely because he’d fused with his handler while consumed by desire, he’d become a threat to those of equal or higher rank.
To accomplish that, they needed Baldur’s assistance, so the Hunter Association’s hunters were scrambling back and forth to negotiate with them.
There were more than a few cases where hunters would voluntarily enter relatively accessible dungeons, only to be kidnapped.
“There was an unwritten rule that Baldur must not exceed the role of a guide who facilitates the smooth use of power. After all, awakeners are precious talents needed to prevent Ragnarok.”
Lucy began walking with evident displeasure.
The other hunters watching the two humans and one handler moving with him also began following at a certain distance.
“But this is no longer an individual awakener’s problem.”
“They say accidentally becoming a fusion dungeon is fate, but intentionally targeting someone and becoming a fusion dungeon yourself is self-destructive behavior.”
“And the fact that it can cause significant damage to other awakeners has been acknowledged within Baldur.”
Hundreds of thousands of handlers engaged in fierce deliberation, or so I heard.
“Me, him, and someone else—I insisted we had to impose strong sanctions.”
“Who is that?”
“There is. Unreasonably strong and completely smitten with her staff member.”
Lucy laughed briefly and shook his head.
After they had walked for some time, not a single one of the dozens of Oni that were supposedly here remained visible.
It seemed that the weaker ones had all disappeared through the collaboration of Jung Hwan-jae, Lucy, and Yeom Ye-ah.
Instead, far ahead, there was something floating in the air, gazing up at the sky.
Below the knees was nothing but transparency, and hair tied high up swayed ominously.
The thing that had been dripping blood from its fingertips turned its head. Its coldly drained face already resembled a corpse.
“At least it’s become docile.”
“Indeed.”
The staff members answered calmly, as though the sight of a corpse moving was nothing remarkable.
A white gun materialized in Dante’s hand, and a massive scythe appeared in Jung Hwan-jae’s.
「…Yuko.」
A dazed voice came from behind. All their heads turned in unison.
A black-haired hunter stared at the figure floating in the air, his face pale with shock.
Lucy stepped forward toward him.
“The Yuko you knew has already been consumed by corrupted divinity. While she maintains her rationality, she can never return to her original form.”
Fusion dungeons are perilous.
There was never any way to save someone who had already become the dungeon core itself.
Anguished sobs poured from within. Lucy exhaled and swung his hand. A judge’s scepter materialized in his grasp.
“I pronounce judgment.”
Crimson flames erupted around the monster that had once been Yuko.
“Send to hell those who dared to wish for what they should never have wished for.”
Crack, crack, crack.
The scepter struck the ground three times.

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