Being a Hunter Is Too Easy for a Former Necromancer - Chapter 6

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The Previous Necromancer Finds Hunting Far Too Easy — Episode 6
An F-rank frog’s nest taking this maze-like form? Impossible.
‘Did the dungeon structure change when all those new jobs appeared?’
“This doesn’t make sense. Why is it like this?”
“I thought something was off too.”
“Right. I’ve been here plenty of times, but never seen anything like this.”
“Is something wrong?”
Han Da-yeong and Lee Si-woon stared blankly—utterly lost.
‘These two have never even worked as grunts before, have they?’
Park Il-sang began to explain.
“The frog’s nest is normally just a straight corridor. By now, we should’ve already encountered the boss monster. But look ahead—there are multiple passages branching out. It’s become a maze.”
“A maze? That’s a headache. And it means the whole place got bigger. Did anyone bring food?”
Everyone shook their heads.
The frog’s nest had always been the sort of F-rank dungeon you cleared in two or three hours. But if it had turned into a maze?
The exploration time would stretch out. Days, possibly. Which meant starvation, or death by dehydration.
“Tch. We might have to eat the frogs themselves.”
Kim Dong-su muttered the words with clear distaste.
Han Da-yeong and Lee Si-woon paled.
“Eat the frogs? You mean—?”
“When there’s nothing else to eat, we make do with what we can find. It happens in dungeons more than you’d think. See how calm Park here is? For someone who’s done grunt work, it’s just part of the job.”
“Indeed. At least frogs are edible. I’ve been in dungeons where we had to scrape moss off the walls.”
“Ah. That’s the worst.”
Park Il-sang and Kim Dong-su found themselves in perfect agreement.
Watching Kim Dong-su take it all in stride, Park Il-sang could deduce that he wasn’t a novice after all.
But Han Da-yeong and Lee Si-woon were in a different position.
Their expressions were already darkening.
“Well, anyway, let’s try to move quickly… huh?”
Kim Dong-su trailed off mid-sentence, turning his head sharply.
“What…”
“Shh. Keep quiet.”
Kim Dong-su spoke with sudden gravity. The man who’d fallen flat on his face in their first skirmish now carried himself with unmistakable weight.
Everyone fell silent. Then he opened his mouth again.
“People. Sounds like they’re coming from that direction.”
‘So the Savage Warrior job enhances senses like hearing too. But people? Here?’
Large dungeons had multiple entrances, which was why hunters sometimes ran into each other inside them.
But this—
The frog’s nest was F-rank. It only had one entrance. Yet people were coming from a different tunnel? That meant this dungeon had transformed completely from what it used to be.
‘So when all these new jobs started popping up… it was a patch update after all?’
Dungeons changed. Jobs changed. And the world would change too.
Whatever transcendent being had created the Hunter System—what was it after?
‘Well. That’s a question I can ask later, when I make a contract with a Constellation.’
“Prepare for combat. Da-yeong and Si-woon—get ready.”
The six undead lay sprawled flat, disguised as ordinary corpses.
Everyone saw it and said nothing. They understood what was coming.
“Fall back.”
At those words, everyone nodded. We retreated slowly into the shadows.
A moment passed. Then voices drifted toward us.
“Watch out for that frog’s tongue, you idiot!”
“I’m in pain, so back off!”
“Pain? After you screwed up, you’ve got nerve—”
“This antidote costs money. It’s coming out of your pay.”
“You bastards. I swear—”
“Hold on. That a light over there?”
Rough voices.
They were cursing at each other with such fluency that they had to be close comrades.
Four figures suddenly burst from the right corridor.
‘Hunters getting by, more or less.’
All four wore combat gear.
Two carried shields and swords. One wielded a shield and an axe. The last one held a crossbow.
Why a crossbow and not a gun—
You can’t use explosives inside a dungeon.
That was one of the dungeon’s rules.
What was funny, though, was that electronic devices still functioned, so that crossbow probably had at least an automatic loading mechanism attached.
‘Equipment worn reasonably well, signs of combat present. The man… he’s killed before, no doubt.’
In a hunter’s life, there’s no way around it—you end up killing people.
“Huh? What’s this? People?”
“They said something was off about this dungeon… but finding actual people in a frog warren?”
“Hey there! Where’d you crawl out from?”
“Why bother talking? Look at them—obvious greenhorns. Coming to a place like this in tracksuits, for crying out loud.”
“And what’s with that old bastard? Jesus, my eyes….”
“I’m burning out my retinas here!”
They moved closer.
The question was simple: would they attempt robbery? Or would they show restraint? If they tried anything….
‘I could make undead from human corpses today.’
“Is that a gold chain? Wow….”
“Perfect. Lady luck’s smiling on us today. Listen up! Hand over everything you’ve got and clear out. You’ll walk away breathing.”
“No point leaving empty-handed. The women look decent enough, too.”
“Come on, people—let’s move fast. You trying to draw more attention?”
They advanced, leaving the corpse behind. Park Il-sang heard Han Da-young’s teeth grinding behind him, a sound of barely suppressed fury.
‘Tch. Crude enough to be almost refreshing. Well then….’
He gathered Necro power in his fingertips, channeling it through the hand holding his shield. Hidden behind the shield, it was perfect for an ambush.
“You bastards! Can’t you see this? It’s a camera, you idiots!”
Kim Dong-su’s voice exploded. He slapped the camera dangling from his bag’s strap repeatedly.
The hunters answered back.
“So what, old timer?”
“That’s just for recording anyway. Hand it over and get moving. We don’t feel like killing anyone.”
“Don’t talk shit! How am I supposed to escape the dungeon without my equipment!”
“That’s your problem, not ours. Or you want to throw down?”
The hunters chuckled darkly.
Then.
Park Il-sang raised the hand holding his shield toward them.
“Bang.”
Crack!
Necro power transformed into a bullet, hurtling through the air at tremendous speed.
Like an actual gunshot—that kind of velocity!
Before anyone could react, the crossbow-wielder’s skull exploded in a spray of bone and blood.
‘Wow. With this much Necro power, the head just comes clean off in one shot?’
In that moment of admiration.
“What the—!?”
“You bastards!”
“Kill them!”
As they reacted.
A zombie and a skeletal soldier erupted from behind them.
Crunch! Squelch!
“Gah!?”
“Wh-what is this!”
As they panicked.
Kim Dong-su bolted forward at full speed. At the same moment, Han Da-young raised her staff high behind him.
“Pursuing Arrow of Light!”
Whoosh!
Light descended, and limbs were severed clean off.
A beam of magical light shot forth, piercing straight through arms and legs.
‘Oh. That’s got some serious power behind it? Especially the speed…’
Fired and hit in an instant. Faster than a bullet!
Of course it was—light traveling at light speed. How could anyone dodge it?
“Screeeee!”
Two of them neutralized in moments.
The last one stood frozen—wait, what?—before Kim Dong-su closed the distance.
“WHAAAAAAAA!”
With a war cry, he brought his axe down.
Clang!
The hunter raised his shield and barely deflected the blow. But his stance crumbled, and the second strike that followed went straight through his guard, striking him hard in the ribs.
Crack!
“Aaaah!”
That was the end of it. He collapsed to the ground with a scream.
And Kim Dong-su brought his hand down on the hunter’s neck in one clean motion.
Crack!
No more screams. He was dead.
Two hunters remained—both bearing wounds to their arms and legs, both pinned down by undead.
A zombie opened its jaws and tore into its prey.
“Please… save me… aaaaah!”
“Grrrgh!”
In the end, the remaining two died as well.
Watching this, Park Il-sang revised his assessment of Kim Dong-su upward.
The ruthlessness with which he killed—without hesitation!
His years as a laborer were showing their worth.
His eyes were a bit unsettling, but his combat prowess was undeniably respectable.
That was when it happened.
-Sufficient experience acquired. Your rank advances to F-Grade.
His rank had gone up just from killing people!
‘So it really is true—PvP inside dungeons raises your rank.’
Monsters did not exist only within dungeons.
After the Dungeon Break scattered creatures across Earth, where they bred prolifically, the world had become a monster paradise everywhere you looked.
Yet no matter how many monsters hunters slew on Earth, their rank never rose.
Only by clearing dungeons could rank increase!
This was known as an absolute law.
When rank rose, all of a hunter’s abilities grew stronger, and higher ranks unlocked access to items and skills that lower grades could never use.
For instance, certain items came with restrictions: hunters below C-Grade could not equip them.
It worked that way.
‘But this… isn’t the Necromancer even more broken?’
A Necromancer fundamentally drew on Necrotic Power generated from the Corpse Vault.
In other words, a Necromancer’s power increase was entirely independent of rank.
What mattered was the sheer number of corpses crammed into the Corpse Vault!
Things changed somewhat once one transformed into an undead oneself.
But fundamentally, that was how it worked.
“Yes! Our ranks went up!”
“Mine too.”
“Same here, sir.”
“Heh heh. So it really is true—you can kill anything inside a dungeon and your rank still climbs.”
Kim Dong-su was delighted.
Despite his neglected, pathetic physique, Park Il-sang judged him to have a genuinely hunter-like mentality.
“They were careless, certainly, but more importantly, we’re just naturally stronger than them. Your magic in particular was impressive, Da-young.”
“Right?”
‘With proper aim, there’s no dodging it. Light magic really is formidable.’
Light magic and Lightning magic were both legendary for their raw power among all spellcraft. Their speed especially set them apart—humans simply couldn’t react to them.
“Well then, let’s strip these corpses of their gear.”
“Yes, let’s do it!”
“That’s… a bit much.”
Han Da-young stepped back. She clearly didn’t want to touch the bodies. Kim Dong-su then spoke up.
“Then you don’t get a cut of their loot. We’re a team, so we need to be clear about these things.”
Those who don’t work don’t eat—that was the rule.
That was Kim Dong-su’s philosophy.
“That’s fine. I don’t need their things.”
“I don’t need their equipment either.”
“Suit yourselves, then.”
Kim Dong-su whistled cheerfully as he stripped the corpses of their gear. Park Il-sang joined in with a wry smile, though his heart was elsewhere.
‘Phew. Everyone’s well-fed, aren’t they? Back in my day….’
Inwardly, he was already sounding like an old codger.

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