A S-Class Hunter With Great Agility - Chapter 160

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Chapter 160: Abandoned Mine (1)

 

The Mountain Lord spoke as he raced through the mine shaft.

 

| By the way, you’re alone today. It’s usually so noisy with everyone around. |

 

The long mine shaft showed no end in sight even after running for 10 minutes straight.

 

If I had come here alone without the Mountain Lord, I might have been trapped here forever.

 

Whoosh—

 

The fierce wind scattered my black hair.

 

“Just because. It’s not particularly difficult, so I’m capable enough to handle this level on my own now.”

 

| Moderate confidence in yourself isn’t bad. It’s better than having none. However, be careful not to let it become overconfidence. |

 

“Haha. I am confident, but recently… something came up that requires me to get stronger.”

 

| Stronger? |

 

I spoke while looking ahead, riding on the Mountain Lord’s back.

 

“In two months, an operation will commence alongside Korea’s top hunters. It’s to capture the Strange People Cult.”

 

| …. |

 

“For me to be helpful in that operation, I need to become stronger than I am now. I hate the idea of being dead weight.”

 

| The Strange People Cult… |

 

The Mountain Lord let out a contemplative sound.

 

| I suppose the time has come. |

 

It was a cryptic statement. The Mountain Lord fell silent again.

 

“…I wonder when you’ll tell me about them.”

 

The Mountain Lord had shown great hostility toward the Silver-Haired Bishop at Azure Dragon’s Busan Branch last time.

 

It was safe to assume he knew about the Strange People Cult.

 

“Restrictions are quite inconvenient.”

 

The Mountain Lord continued racing through the mine shaft and quietly murmured.

 

| You’ll find out naturally anyway. Even without restrictions, it wouldn’t change much. Sometimes in this world, ignorance is medicine. |

 

“….”

 

| All things flow according to fate, so you already know you shouldn’t press to learn your destiny early, nor should you do so, don’t you? |

 

It seemed I was the only one feeling regretful.

 

I sighed.

 

“…If that’s the will of the gods.”

 

Everything flows according to fate. Whether I heard it from the Mountain Lord’s mouth or found out myself, the result would be the same.

 

If I improved my skills and defeated the Bishop in the capture operation, it was a mystery that would be solved soon enough.

 

‘Don’t be impatient and focus on what’s in front of me.’

 

Time would solve everything. Distracting thoughts were forbidden in dungeons.

 

| Something’s starting to come into view. |

 

Sure enough, the Mountain Lord, who had been racing through the mine shaft, gradually began to slow down.

 

Flicker.

 

I swung the torch I had taken from the mine shaft entrance to illuminate the surroundings.

 

“—!”

 

Screech, screeeech…

 

Monsters moving their creaking bodies in bizarre ways filled the coal mine.

 

Human-like heads, rotting and festering hands and feet. Drool dripping down…

 

“—This is.”

 

They were ghouls.

 

Undead monsters that supposedly ate people.

 

Clang—!

 

I drew my Spirit General Sword. I stuck the torch I was holding into the mine shaft wall and took a combat stance.

 

“Divine Descent Ritual.”

 

The Mountain Lord’s cold energy entered my body. The feeling of my entire bloodstream freezing was terrifyingly chilling.

 

Whooo…

 

Cold breath leaked through my teeth.

 

| It’s a disgusting energy. Clearly the souls of the dead. Beings that should rightfully go to the afterlife are wandering the mortal realm. |

 

The Mountain Lord said. I surveyed the faces of the ghouls.

 

“They look like dead workers. But they’re definitely not humans from Earth.”

 

Groan, uuuuuu…

 

The ghouls making strange sounds had protruding teeth, long ears, and unusual skin colors.

 

They seemed to be workers who had labored in an abandoned mine from another world.

 

Swish.

 

I raised the blade of the Spirit General Sword.

 

[Item]

 

Seven Star Divine General Sword (S)

 

— You who answer the call of the gods, who shall soon become a god.

 

Shows a 200% instant attack power increase, with additional agility stat enhancement effects. Raises critical hit rate up to 250%.

 

“Severe Cold.”

 

Frost-like freezing aura condensed on the silver blade.

 

Graaah, kiiiiiek!

 

One ghoul threw its body forward. It charged at me with its mouth wide open, as if to bite and tear at the Spirit General Sword.

 

Slash!

 

I lightly swung my sword and cut off its neck.

 

“…! What the.”

 

But the ghoul’s head moved on its own as if it had a will of its own, then went back to its owner and reattached itself.

 

‘What the hell, that’s disgustingly creepy!’

 

Though I’m immune to most horror stuff, what just happened was truly revolting.

 

“Are attacks not working on it?”

 

Indeed, undead.

 

That’s when the Mountain Lord spoke up.

 

| These monsters appear to be from Islam. |

 

“Islam, you mean….”

 

Islam? Ah, come to think of it.

 

‘When I was studying overseas demons, there was content like that. Ghouls started from the Persian Arabian Nights.’

 

“But why does that matter?”

 

What use is knowing the ghoul’s homeland now? When I asked back, the Mountain Lord explained calmly.

 

| It’s an old story, but from what I heard, you must use Islam’s curved blade sword to slice open their belly to take their life. |

 

“What?”

 

There was a hidden strategy method? If it weren’t for the Mountain Lord, I would have been pointlessly slashing necks.

 

“But I don’t have an Islamic sword right now. What should I do?”

 

However, knowing the method didn’t mean I could immediately execute it.

 

There was no way I’d have an Islamic sword.

 

As expected….

 

‘Let’s just go classic and burn everything down. No matter how undead they are, they can’t be fireproof, right? It’d be better to summon Fire Virtue True Lord and turn this place into a sea of fire….’

 

The Mountain Lord interrupted my violent thoughts.

 

| There’s no need to call him. Look closely at your weapon, isn’t the tip curved? Close your eyes and they’re all the same anyway. |

 

“…What?”

 

I asked back with a bewildered expression.

 

“Are you serious?”

 

| I am serious. |

 

“No, is it okay for a divine spirit to treat a shaman’s sword the same as a barbarian’s weapon?!”

 

It was nonsense. I exploded in outrage as if it was absurd.

 

“That can’t work! They obviously look different!”

 

| Try it and if it doesn’t work, we’ll find another way. Why are you getting so worked up? |

 

“…You have a point.”

 

I pressed my forehead.

 

“Fine. …I’ll try it, pretending I’m being fooled.”

 

If it actually works, I think my pride will be hurt….

 

—Normal Ghoul—

 

[Stats]

 

Health: 73 Strength: 76 Agility: 76

 

Mana | 80

 

[Skills]

 

Revival (B) lv.4

 

Decay (B) lv.4

 

Their stats aren’t even that high. Why do they have a Revival skill that’s causing all this trouble?

 

Graaaaaah—

 

I swung my sword at the charging ghoul. The ice-cold blade sliced through the dead ones’ bellies.

 

Slash—!

 

Thick blood splattered. Rotten blood flew everywhere throughout the mine shaft.

 

Graa, kek, graaah….

 

The ghouls with pierced bellies staggered and lost their balance.

 

Thud.

 

Soon, the three ghouls that had been attacked collapsed on the spot in an instant.

 

“…!”

 

What, it actually works?

 

“My Spirit General Sword is a barbarian’s blade…?”

 

Before I could be surprised by the considerable shock, the next ghoul launched an attack.

 

Stab—

 

I thrust my sword without even looking in that direction. The ghoul with its belly split open collapsed weakly.

 

“My Spirit General Sword….”

 

Until my anger was released, the sacred ritual implement with its curved blade struck down ghouls indiscriminately.

 

* * *

 

“Phew, now I feel a bit refreshed.”

 

I wiped the sweat from my forehead with a somewhat refreshed feeling.

 

Continuing combat in the thin air of the abandoned mine drained my stamina faster than usual.

 

“Still, the results are good.”

 

[You have defeated a Normal Ghoul!]

 

[You have defeated a Normal Ghoul!]

 

[You have defeated a Normal Ghoul!]

 

.

 

.

 

.

 

Along with the successive notification sounds, information appeared that my mana stat had increased.

 

[Your Mana Stat grows!]

 

430 → 450

 

Befitting the information that this was a B-rank dungeon close to A-rank, the growth rate was quite decent.

 

I smiled with satisfaction.

 

| It seems most of the nearby monsters have been cleared out. Now we should find the king of this place. |

 

“Yes, but I don’t think we need to waste energy searching around.”

 

| Hmm? |

 

“Don’t you feel it? It’s getting closer.”

 

Rumble.

 

Rumble.

 

Rumble.

 

A thunderous sound began to be heard. My senses, sharpened thanks to performing the Divine Descent Ritual on the Mountain Lord, alerted me to the enemy’s approach.

 

Finally….

 

Crrrrrrrash—!

 

The ceiling of the mine shaft collapsed.

 

“How gracious of you to come personally. I’m grateful for that. Ugh, but there’s too much dust flying around?”

 

I waved my hand to clear away the dust.

 

【Grrrrrrrr….】

 

Before my eyes was a ghoul large enough to break through the narrow mine shaft.

 

—Moonlight Ghoul—

 

[Stats]

 

Health : 89 Strength : 91 Agility : 80

 

Mana | 100

 

[Skills]

 

Corpse of the Abandoned Mine (A) lv.4

 

Iron Mass (B) lv.5

 

The ghoul drooled and licked its lips while looking at the prey before it. Who do you think will give up easily?

 

Dash!

 

I leaped up using the mine shaft wall as a foothold.

 

“Vengeful Ghost Ice Kill!”

 

Crash, crrrash.

 

Ice chunks appeared in the air. The sharp ice shot toward the ghoul like arrows.

 

All of that ice embedded itself in the mine shaft, trapping the ghoul so it couldn’t move an inch.

 

‘This guy definitely has low agility stats. If I block its movement and increase my speed, there’s no easier opponent than this.’

 

The level difference is too great to begin with.

 

“Severe Cold.”

 

I swung my coldly refined blade.

 

Swoosh—

 

The Spirit General Sword fiercely slashed across the Boss Monster’s belly. Black liquid burst out like a fountain.

 

“That should do it…”

 

Huh?

 

“It’s not dying?”

 

I pulled out the sword with a bewildered expression.

 

‘Why won’t this thing die? Even if it’s undead, still!’

 

The Ghoul opened its eyes wide and let out a Monster Cry. I could feel its ambition to devour me right before its eyes.

 

It seemed that a Boss Monster wouldn’t die from this level of attack.

 

“Damn it.”

 

What do I do now? Was there really a difference between the Spirit General Sword and the barbarian’s sword after all?

 

I quickly racked my brain.

 

‘…Undead can certainly be seen as beings that have died, but whose souls are trapped and unable to depart. In other words, they’re ghosts wandering through the nine heavens.’

 

If that was the case, there was a method.

 

“…I’ll turn you into a jiangshi today.”

 

I pulled out a talisman from the sleeve of my Shaman Robes.

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