Being a Hunter Is Too Easy for a Former Necromancer - Chapter 13

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The Necromancer from My Past Life Finds Hunting Far Too Easy — Episode 13
Making an offering to the Constellation of Evil.
It was one of the special ways to grow even without a Quest.
Of course, if you were caught, the punishment was severe. Not merely execution, but a chip implanted in your skull, lifetime control, reduced to a beast — less than human.
This world.
The government’s will to maintain the system was iron.
And yet.
Hunters like Kim Hun-cheol were everywhere.
For Kim Hun-cheol, this Gimpo City Dungeon was an excellent hunting ground.
The monsters that appeared were unremarkable — mostly F-Grade and E-Grade Hunters came here.
Especially.
Kim Hun-cheol’s Class was perfectly suited to this kind of hunt.
Master of Darkness — a strange and peculiar Class.
It granted stealth ability and, remarkably, the skill of Mental Domination.
The lower the target’s intellect, the more subjects he could dominate with ease; the higher the intellect, the fewer he could control.
That didn’t mean he could brainwash and puppet someone at will.
It was more a temporary seizure of control, forcing obedience to his commands.
Even so, it was formidable power.
He could neutralize and kill a human or monster in an instant.
In fact, it was more specialized for humans than monsters. Any Hunter except those with body-reinforcement abilities would die the moment he drove a blade through their throat.
He’d survived this long using that power, sacrificing dozens of F-Grade Hunters to his dark patron.
And the man astride that bizarre creature before him would be his next offering.
* * *
What is this guy’s problem?
That was Park Il-sang’s thought.
This man appears out of nowhere and picks a fight.
‘Does he have some confidence in his own strength?’
It happened in the previous Dungeon too, but Hunters killing Hunters was hardly shocking.
There were plenty of them — low-minded types who’d jump at anyone who looked weak, trying to finish them off.
Someone who hunted alone like this, though, meant they were fairly competent.
Just as Park Il-sang was.
“I was wondering who still uses that outdated hunting method… but what the hell is this? A Summoner?”
“And what are you?”
Park Il-sang matched his tone with a reply of his own.
The man wearing a Visor Helmet — like a motorcycle helmet — on his face reacted with disbelief.
“Short on words? Don’t understand the situation?”
“Maybe. I’m not sure which of us doesn’t understand the situation.”
“Look, don’t you see I’m hunting alone? You’ve got a newbie written all over you if I’ve never seen your face before. Keep running your mouth and you’ll end up dead.”
“I hunt alone too. So what does that make you?”
“Ha… this guy’s hilarious.”
The man in the black Visor Helmet shook his head in incredulity.
Then he spoke.
“Fine. What’s the point talking to a corpse-to-be? Mental Domination.”
Whooooosh!
Park Il-sang felt the wave of mana erupt from the man’s body and ripple outward.
Mental Domination.
-An attempt is being made to seize control of your Undead servant.
-The opponent’s skill has failed.
Of course.
Nothing happened at all.
It couldn’t.
Park Il-sang’s Corpse Manipulation was in a different category entirely from mental suggestion or brainwashing.
“Let me show you the misery of dying to your own servant. Feels good, doesn’t it? Come on, you lot. Kill him.”
But his opponent didn’t seem to realize his skill had failed, and he gave the order anyway.
‘Ha… this is funny.’
It was amusing.
And then.
Clatter. Clatter.
Screeeech!
The five Skeletal Centaurs simply hurled the Bone Spears they’d been holding straight at him.
“What!?”
The Hunter in the Visor Helmet flinched and hurled himself to the side, dodging the spear, and in that instant the massive Skeletal Beast lunged forward.
“Damn!”
He tumbled across the ground.
Crash!
The Skeletal Beast’s foreleg came down hard on the earth.
“Screech!”
Though the blow didn’t land directly on the Visor Helmet man, the shattered stone fragments from the nearby impact peppered his entire body.
“S-Shadow Veil!”
Sensing the danger, he vanished from sight along with his presence, the Shadow Veil skill engaging instantly.
Park Il-sang watched and opened his mouth.
“Impressive. That ‘Shadow Veil’ sounds like a concealment skill—must be something from a Thief-class Hunter, right? Mental Domination and stealth too? That’s pretty broken, don’t you think?”
So spoke the shameless Necromancer.
“Indeed. I’m curious how he’s hiding… But I wonder—can he stay hidden, I wonder~.”
Park Il-sang grinned wickedly.
“Go on. Kill him.”
And the Undead moved.
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‘Damn it! Why isn’t my skill working!?’
Kim Hun-cheol pushed himself up, his body aching.
The stone fragments had pummeled him just moments ago, leaving him bruised all over. It was only natural—he’d been struck as though beaten from head to toe.
If not for his Combat Suit and his D-Grade Hunter status, something would surely have broken.
So the moment he rose and tried to move—
A voice reached him.
“Impressive. That ‘Shadow Veil’ sounds like a concealment skill—must be something from a Thief-class Hunter, right? Mental Domination and stealth too? That’s pretty broken, don’t you think?”
‘Insane bastard! I’m going to kill you, I swear it!’
He swallowed his rage and moved frantically.
The Shadow Veil skill had a limited duration.
He could stay hidden for roughly three minutes, after which the skill would be unavailable for another three minutes.
So he had to flee desperately in between.
Then.
“Indeed. I’m curious how he’s hiding… But I wonder—can he stay hidden, I wonder~.”
‘Crazy son of a bitch! You think you can find me!? I’ll drag another monster here and rip your mouth to shreds….’
While thinking this, he moved.
“Go on. Kill him.”
He heard a voice tinged with playfulness.
‘What?’
And the moment he glanced back—
Creatures with human upper bodies and equine lower bodies—
The same ones that had thrown spears at the start were now rushing toward him at terrifying speed.
“What the—! What are those things!?”
Within the eye sockets of their skull heads, an eerie blue flame flickered and danced.
A chill ran down his spine.
The hairs on his body stood on end. Goosebumps erupted across his skin.
Death was drawing near.
In a panic, he yanked a Consumable Artifact from his belt and hurled it.
Whoosh!
Searing azure flames erupted, engulfing the charging Skeletal Centaur entirely.
“Screeeeeech!”
The shriek of the damned made the skull seem to tremble. But Kim Hun-cheol ran for his life.
It was then.
Whoosh!
The moment a black shadow materialized above his head—
Boom!
Something massive crashed down in front of him.
“Gahhh!”
The Shadow Veil dissolved. The impact sent him flying backward.
He tumbled, forced himself up, and looked—only to see the enormous summoned creature now sitting squarely in his path.
“Hiding. And Mental Domination. That’s all you have? Well… you do seem to pack a decent punch for a Hunter, I suppose….”
A Skeletal Centaur that had drawn near seized Kim Hun-cheol and lifted him off the ground.
“Let go, you bastards!”
Crack!
Still, Kim Hun-cheol, though only D+ Grade, lashed out immediately. The Skeletal Centaur’s ribs shattered under the blow.
“Pathetic things… what the—!?”
Snap. Snap. Crunch.
But then.
The broken bones knitted themselves back together. More than that—they shifted shape, coiling around Kim Hun-cheol’s hands and arms, binding him fast.
Crack. Crunch!
The other Skeletal Centaurs did the same. Five of them materialized around him, their bodies fusing together, trapping him in an iron grip.
A Bone Prison.
“Arrgh! Let go, let go! You bastard!”
Kim Hun-cheol thrashed against the bonds.
And before him, a Skeletal Beast crouched down.
Park Il-sang dismounted from its back and walked forward slowly, stopping before Kim Hun-cheol.
Fear crystallized in Kim Hun-cheol’s eyes.
‘His… his pupils….’
Kim Hun-cheol himself was garbage—the sort who dragged people in to offer as sacrifices. Murder was nothing to him.
He’d even enjoyed it.
Murder was pleasure.
He’d lived with that conviction all his life.
But.
This one was different.
Completely different from himself and every piece of filth he’d ever encountered.
This wasn’t how a human looked at another human.
Nor was it the gaze of a hunter regarding prey.
It was something else. Something….
‘Damn it! Now!’
Kim Hun-cheol clenched his teeth.
He had one last resort.
This was the moment to use it.
“Mental Link!!”
His most powerful skill.
Mental Link.
A skill that bound his spirit to his opponent’s, subjugating their mind to his will and dominion!
It could only be used on one target, but he’d dominated a C-Grade Hunter with it before.
Whoosh.
His consciousness connected with his opponent’s.
* * *
A dark space.
A world where nothing could be seen.
But Kim Hun-cheol was accustomed to this. Ordinarily, a person’s inner mind existed within such an empty darkness.
Venture only a little deeper, and the mental landscape of that person’s consciousness emerged.
Inside, he glimpsed something like a city.
Modern cities.
“Heh… ordinary after all? You wretch. Now I’ll make you my dog. I’ll work you like a beast. Drive you so far you’d beg me to kill you instead….”
Drunk on the thought alone, Kim Hun-cheol stepped into the city.
The city’s ground was submerged in a black, viscous liquid that came up to his ankles. And strangely, there was nothing—no one—anywhere.
“What a bleak bastard. How could someone live so empty, so utterly….”
That was when it happened.
Click.
A convenience store door beside the city swung open, and something emerged.
“You! Were you in there! You—”
As Kim Hun-cheol turned with sudden recognition, there stood a corpse with a face half-caved in.
When a person is shocked beyond measure, they cannot scream. They cannot even speak.
Kim Hun-cheol was no exception.
“Wh-what….”
That was when it happened.
Grab.
Something seized his ankle.
Looking down, a half-rotted hand erupted from the black liquid, gripping his ankle in a tight, unyielding clasp.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
He screamed, rolling away and kicking free from the grip, stumbling backward. But in the next breath, another corpse was already rising behind him.
“What—what is this?!”

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