I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 140

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#Chapter 140.
Jung Han-sung nodded in acknowledgment.
“Understood.”
Pleased by his composed response, Berka’s smile deepened as he pointed ahead and spoke.
“Then I’ll indicate the general direction, and you can unleash lightning in that way. How does that sound?”
“Got it. Show me.”
“That way first.”
Berka pointed with his staff in one direction. Jung Han-sung immediately released a burst of electricity toward that path.
Crack!
As brilliant blue light painted the empty air, Jung Han-sung watched the dispersing lightning carefully and nodded.
“This is definitely more efficient.”
Before, I had to expend considerable effort checking which distortions were more severe and which paths were safer.
But now that I knew the general direction, confirming the route was far easier.
From then on, Berka periodically pointed in one direction, and each time Jung Han-sung released lightning to find the way.
Thanks to this cooperation, their movement speed nearly doubled compared to before.
As Jung Han-sung continued walking, I reflected internally.
‘Not bad at all.’
Berka’s eyes proved quite useful.
There was no need to release lightning multiple times or constantly adjust the route midway, which meant less wasted energy.
So Jung Han-sung felt satisfied.
Berka, however, harbored different thoughts.
A monster?
That was precisely Berka’s assessment.
His initial suggestion to increase speed had partly been to gauge Jung Han-sung’s capabilities.
Since they were joining forces, it was prudent to have at least a rough understanding of his level.
Deep down, Berka had expected Jung Han-sung to either hesitate at the suggestion to accelerate, or accept it only to tire later.
His command over lightning appeared formidable, but the energy expenditure seemed equally massive.
Yet Jung Han-sung showed no signs of fatigue as time passed.
It wasn’t mere pretense—there were no visible symptoms of mana depletion whatsoever.
“Is it not that taxing?”
“Hm? Not particularly.”
Berka ventured a subtle question, but Jung Han-sung answered as though there were truly no issue.
“Where next?”
Berka’s mouth hung open for a moment before he pointed in another direction.
“…Over there.”
“Alright.”
Then came another crack—, and lightning illuminated the void once more.
Berka watched and swallowed hard again.
In truth, by Jung Han-sung’s standards, this lightning was merely the bare minimum of power dressed up in flashy display—substance-less.
Yet by ordinary Awakeners’ standards, even that level of ability was sufficiently formidable.
While instantaneous electrocution was beyond my capabilities, I could inflict considerable pain on a wide range of enemies simultaneously.
For me, the mana consumption wasn’t particularly burdensome, but by others’ standards, that amount was quite substantial.
In other words, my mana reserves simply exceeded theirs, which was why my baseline differed.
Berka arrived at a single hypothesis.
“Are you, perhaps, from a prestigious family?”
I started to ask what that meant, then reconsidered and spoke instead.
“Why would you ask that? And why the sudden formality?”
“Ah, well. Your abilities seem extraordinary. I mean, they are.”
“Have you encountered anyone from a prestigious family before?”
“Hmm, I’ve seen one or two.”
Berka added that they were all monsters, every last one of them.
“Powerful enough that you couldn’t believe they were human…. People like that.”
“I don’t think I’m on that level. I just handle a bit of lightning, that’s all.”
“How is that just a bit of lightning….”
Berka’s final words were too quiet to hear clearly.
“What did you say?”
“Oh, it’s nothing. Wait.”
Berka, uncomfortable and trying to change the subject, suddenly grabbed my arm and stopped me.
“Look over there. Do you see it?”
He had genuinely discovered something.
I followed Berka’s gaze and soon spotted it myself.
The distortion had become so severe that everything around us was jumbled together, indecipherable.
Yet ahead of us lay a space completely free of such distortion.
Like the eye of a hurricane.
What drew the eye even more was a single object occupying that space.
“A mirror?”
Yes. It was a black mirror.
It floated as if suspended in midair, and at first glance, it seemed far from ordinary.
“Is that the source?”
“Either that, or at least something related to it.”
A mirror positioned at the very center of the most severely distorted space couldn’t possibly be ordinary.
The fact that distortion vanished only around the mirror itself was also suspicious.
“Let’s get closer and investigate.”
“Right. But from here on, we should move more carefully. You’ve expended considerable strength getting this far, so let me find the path.”
“Do as you wish.”
I didn’t bother refusing Berka’s offer.
He stepped forward and raised his staff.
Whoooosh―.
Colored mist spread outward and dispersed around us, and Berka examined it carefully before pointing in one direction.
Together, we cautiously approached the mirror, uncertain what would happen if we were caught in the powerful distortion.
Of course, it wasn’t possible to completely avoid the distortion’s influence.
The deeper I ventured, the more even the relatively safer paths fell under the distortion’s effect.
‘Something feels off.’
I walked forward while thinking.
Whenever I tried to move forward normally, my body would veer in strange directions.
I’d stretch my leg at a ninety-degree angle, yet it seemed to move at only eighty-five or eighty-four degrees.
So I had to move as carefully as possible. And it only grew worse the closer I got to the mirror.
Instead of relying solely on sight, I continued to sense the flow of the surrounding space.
Reading the flow wasn’t easy because of the spatial distortion.
If the normal flow was like a smooth, continuous line, this was as if countless threads had been tangled together in complete chaos.
I had to focus on just one thread as I moved.
Specifically, one of the relatively intact threads.
“Phew.”
After some time had passed like this.
We were finally able to arrive directly in front of the mirror.
The place where we stood was completely free from the distortion’s influence, allowing us to catch our breath.
But that respite was short-lived.
Since the mirror was essentially the most suspicious thing in this place, we examined it carefully as it floated above us.
“It looks ordinary on the surface. I don’t feel any mana from it either.”
“Isn’t that even more suspicious? It’s suspended in mid-air like that, yet we can’t sense any mana from it.”
“Hmm. You have a point.”
We exchanged various thoughts, but it was impossible to discern the mirror’s true nature simply by observing it from a distance.
In the end, the only way to confirm its identity was to approach it more closely and examine it.
“I need to get closer and examine it in more detail.”
“Right. I’ll use magic.”
Berka said so and lightly swung his staff.
I felt mana gathering around my body immediately after.
I could have repelled it if I wanted to, but I didn’t resist and accepted it instead.
Then my body began to float gently into the air.
Looking to the side, Berka was experiencing the same thing.
We positioned ourselves in front of the mirror like that.
“What is this?”
I frowned at the sight of the mirror up close.
The mirror’s exterior itself was ordinary. But the image reflected in it was absolutely not ordinary.
“I’ve… never seen anything like this before.”
The mirror reflected an image just like a normal mirror would. A tangled, jumbled Grassland. And two men standing there.
Nothing unusual up to this point.
But between them, there was an alien presence.
At first it was too faint to see properly. But upon examining it closely from right in front of it, I could clearly make out its existence.
Something was moving about the Grassland. It looked like a form made from dozens of twisted black threads.
The threads twisted and unraveled of their own accord, shifting form while simultaneously appearing and vanishing across countless spaces.
As if space itself held no constraints upon them.
And Jung Han-sung realized one more crucial fact.
‘The distortion phenomenon is growing stronger.’
A powerful distortion lingered in the wake of its passage.
At first, I thought it was deliberately seeking out areas of intense distortion, but now it seemed the entity itself was generating the warping.
What was truly bizarre was that when I actually turned to look behind, nothing appeared there at all.
As if it existed only within the mirror itself.
“The creature exists within the mirror, yet its effects are bleeding into reality.”
“What power is this mirror wielding? What could its purpose possibly be?”
“I’m not certain. But it appears the entity and the mirror itself possess entirely separate abilities.”
“I see it the same way.”
Jung Han-sung furrowed his brow for a moment, then looked at Berka as if remembering something.
“Is this mirror sealing the creature away?”
“Sealing?”
“The distortion phenomenon grew stronger the closer we got to the mirror, and weaker the farther away we moved.”
“So it’s bound to the mirror, which is why its influence is limited to the surrounding area?”
“Exactly. Its power is so immense that it affects reality, but it cannot escape the mirror entirely.”
Berka seemed to find the logic sound and nodded thoughtfully.
“Then we shouldn’t destroy this mirror, should we?”
“I’m not sure. Given the mission parameters, it seems we just need to resolve the problem one way or another.”
Jung Han-sung answered and turned his attention back to the mirror.
If the seal had weakened, causing all this, then reinforcing it might solve everything.
‘Perhaps I should search for a channel.’
But then.
“Wait—did that thing just see us?”
At Berka’s words, I checked the creature in the mirror again, and sure enough, it was staring directly at us.
And before either of us could react, the space around us suddenly began to warp violently.
“Dodge!”
Jung Han-sung immediately threw himself to the side, and Berka rolled away just in time.
The space crackled and fractured.
Immediately after, I saw the space right beside where I’d been standing ripple roughly.
Though I couldn’t see it clearly, I had the distinct impression that the space itself had been folded in half.
At the same moment, I looked back at the mirror and saw it flying directly toward us.
Combined with the previous attack, it was abundantly clear the creature harbored unmistakable malice.
“This bastard!”
Berka, enraged by the sudden assault, thrust his staff forward.
Flames erupted.
Multiple arrows crafted from fire materialized in the air, then tore through the emptiness.
Jung Han-sung watched the mirror.
In the mirror, I could see the flaming arrow streaking toward the monster. I naturally assumed it would pass right through—after all, the creature was inside the mirror, and we were here.
That should have been the case.
But in the next instant.
*Crack-crack-crack-crack-crack!*
*Whoooosh!*
The flaming arrow struck the monster’s body directly, and the creature swelled in size.
My eyes widened at the sight.
“The attack actually connected?”

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