I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 141

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#Chapter 141.
Wondering if he’d misread the situation, Jung Han-sung scrutinized the mirror intently even as urgency pressed upon him.
His careful observation confirmed what he’d witnessed—the creature writhed in agony, engulfed in flames.
Though the fire extinguished in an instant and the beast erupted with fiercer rage than before.
“Did… did it actually work?”
Berka turned to Jung Han-sung and the mirror, his voice tinged with disbelief at his own success.
From his vantage point, all he’d observed was the flying sparks suddenly halting mid-air before bursting into brilliant flame.
Jung Han-sung turned his gaze forward as the creature hurtled toward them again, speaking tersely.
“Yes. Attack again.”
“Got it!”
Berka conjured another flaming arrow while I unleashed a torrent of electricity.
Crackle!
Whoosh!
Fire and lightning streaked toward the invisible creature. Yet something astonishing occurred once more.
This time, their attacks simply cleaved through empty air, vanishing into the distance.
Recognizing that something had gone wrong.
Whoooooom!
“Ugh!”
I felt a tremendous distortion attempting to consume me and hurled myself aside in panic. Fortunately, both Berka and I evaded the assault in time.
‘What’s happening?’
Having regained my footing in mid-air, I furrowed my brow and glanced at the mirror.
There, the creature drifted through empty space, diving toward Berka.
Naturally, it appeared completely unscathed from the assault.
From my perspective, the recent attacks seemed to have left no mark whatsoever—they’d simply passed straight through.
Yet discerning the difference between Berka’s initial attack and the subsequent one proved difficult.
My lightning aside, Berka’s attacks had been identical.
This suggested there must be another reason why the attacks failed to connect.
“Damn it!”
Meanwhile, Berka spotted the creature’s approach through the mirror and hastily spread flames in all directions.
Unlike before, the fire lacked proper form, scattering chaotically in every direction.
Its power paled in comparison to the previous flaming arrows.
Crackle!
Yet this time, the flames clung to the creature’s body. It shrieked in surprise, writhing in distress.
‘It worked this time?’
I tracked the creature’s position through the mirror and unleashed lightning.
Boom!
But again, only sound erupted—the lightning merely tore through empty space.
Witnessing this, I narrowed my eyes.
‘What’s the pattern? It doesn’t seem to be about the attack type.’
If only fire worked, Berka’s second attack shouldn’t have failed—that made no sense.
Jung Han-sung then recalled the second possibility.
‘It doesn’t seem to work only when that creature tries to attack…’
This also made no sense when considering the second attack. Back then, the creature had closed in right before my face to strike.
Then what was the condition?
What had been different….
“Aaah! Give me a hand!”
At that moment, I heard Berka’s cry.
Watching Berka and the creature through the mirror, I started to respond but hesitated.
“Ah.”
One possibility struck me.
The instant it occurred to me, I hurled myself toward the creature while shouting.
“Look at the mirror when I attack!”
“The mirror?!”
“Yes! Unless you want to die like this!”
As I finished speaking, I raised my sword and wrapped it in lightning.
Kwaaarrring—!
Thunder roared from the raised blade.
Truthfully, I didn’t need the lightning for the attack itself, but I thought it was better to draw the creature’s attention this way.
As expected, the creature whirled toward me at the sound and dazzling lightning erupting from behind.
If my theory was wrong, I could take a direct hit.
But I was half-certain this was correct.
“Now!”
I shouted to Berka once more before swinging my sword.
Kwaddduck!
At the same moment, I felt something catch on the blade’s edge.
I smiled and poured my strength into the swing, following through completely.
“Yes! The attack connects!”
Berka cried out in a bright voice. I spoke to him quickly.
“Don’t join in—keep watching the mirror!”
“What? Why?”
“The key is having someone else watch the mirror!”
“What? Ah!”
Berka’s expression shifted as if he’d grasped something, and he nodded urgently.
I swung my sword again in quick succession.
Kwaduck!
Again, something grazed the blade’s edge, and I saw lightning scatter into the empty air.
But this time the attack was shallow.
I retreated once and glanced at the mirror.
The creature writhed in apparent agony, trying to create distance.
But it couldn’t flee far.
As I had initially anticipated, the creature seemed unable to escape the area reflected in the mirror.
Rather than immediately chase after it, I turned to Berka with instructions.
“Come stand in front of the mirror and keep watching it! Attack whenever you see an opening!”
“Got it!”
For now, someone needed to remain close to the mirror.
Viewing it from a distance limited the angle of observation considerably.
Looking down from above, I could only see the area reflected from that particular angle.
But standing closer allowed for observing a much wider range.
I could have taken that role myself, but since Berka was far more skilled at ranged attacks between the two of us, I assigned him to watch the mirror.
Berka understood and accepted without complaint.
“Let’s attack from here for now. Fighting out there would put us at a disadvantage.”
“Understood.”
There was another reason I hadn’t immediately pursued the creature.
Areas far from the mirror favored the monster considerably.
Though I didn’t understand the exact mechanism, the creature’s abilities weakened near the mirror’s vicinity.
Its ability to distort the surroundings, specifically.
When it attacked, distortions appeared temporarily, but they naturally faded over time.
However, distortions persisted beyond a certain range.
‘The mirror must be reversing the distortions back to normal.’
Therefore, I needed to lure it back here.
Fighting while avoiding all those distortions would be quite troublesome.
“Phew.”
Berka exhaled sharply and raised his staff, beginning to chant an incantation.
It appeared he was preparing a powerful attack.
Meanwhile, I kept my eyes on the mirror while monitoring the creature’s movements.
The reason I wasn’t launching attacks myself was simple.
‘Attacks only work when someone else is looking at the mirror.’
I had confirmed this earlier when Berka was fighting.
When I attacked while watching the mirror myself, it had no effect. But when Berka was watching the mirror, my attacks connected.
From this, the condition for attacks to work appeared to be ‘attacking while another person is watching the mirror.’
‘That’s why this is a cooperation mission.’
Since at least two people were needed to attack, the mission naturally took the form of cooperation.
While Berka prepared his incantation, I verified a few more details.
First, I launched a light attack while Onyx was watching the mirror.
Crackle!
But the lightning passed right through the distant creature and dissipated.
This meant the condition wasn’t satisfied just by having Onyx observe.
‘Does it not work with summons or similar entities?’
I considered summoning other undead to test, but quickly shook my head.
I didn’t think it necessary to go that far at the moment.
And it so happened that Berka’s incantation had just reached completion.
Berka, who had been chanting while beads of sweat rolled down his face, raised his staff and pointed toward the distant monster.
“By the name of the great flame. Ashura Har Bahar.”
The moment the long, drawn-out incantation ended, tremendous mana began to surge forth from the tip of the staff.
Jung Han-sung suddenly felt an immense presence overlay itself above Berka.
It was similar to the presence he had felt when facing Arthur or other transcendents.
But that presence vanished in an instant.
Instead, the mana surging from the staff’s tip rapidly condensed, coiling wildly around the surrounding air.
Uuuuuuuung!
The unleashed magical power transformed into a swirling linear beam, belching red smoke.
Its trajectory tore through empty space in a straight line.
And at its end, flames spiraled like a dragon.
Whoooooosh!
The beam pierced through the monster’s body, and simultaneously an enormous inferno erupted, engulfing the creature.
At the same time, a scorching wave of heat rushed toward Jung Han-sung, who stood at a considerable distance.
Witnessing how the surrounding distortion temporarily lost its power in the face of such tremendous magical presence, I couldn’t help but admire it inwardly.
‘The preparation time is long, but it’s more powerful than I expected.’
I elevated my assessment of Berka by a notch.
Despite the drawback of the lengthy preparation, that level of destructive power seemed quite useful.
“Phew, at this rate, I’d say we’ve dealt considerable damage.”
Berka, who had cast the spell, wiped the sweat from his brow and glanced back at the mirror.
Jung Han-sung nodded and spoke.
“That was very effective. Is it still thrashing about?”
True to his words, the monster was literally writhing within the flames that engulfed its body.
Even without looking at the mirror, one could tell from the way the space around it was chaotically distorted.
“But it’s not dead.”
Berka spoke with a hint of disappointment and exasperation, as if he had thought it might fall in a single strike.
Jung Han-sung raised the corners of his mouth and replied.
“Well, there’s not much left, is there? Besides, things went according to plan.”
That plan was to draw the monster back here.
After thrashing about for a while, the monster fixed its gaze on Jung Han-sung and Berka, then began flying toward them.
Understanding its intent was not difficult.
The creature had limitations on how far it could flee, and it couldn’t attack from a distance.
Meanwhile, Jung Han-sung and Berka could attack it from afar as much as they pleased.
‘If it doesn’t want to be beaten one-sidedly and die, it has no choice but to charge again.’
The recent attack had been quite devastating to the creature as well—its momentum was weaker than before. But it didn’t seem willing to simply perish.
Therefore, as I watched the monster, I spoke.
“This time, I’ll do it.”
“Phew, alright.”
The recent attack had been quite taxing on Berka as well, so he nodded without hesitation.
Jung Han-sung had Berka watching through the mirror, observing the monster’s approach before launching forward at the perfect moment and unleashing a sweeping slash with his blade.
Shhwaaaack!
As the sword cut through, I felt the monster’s body cleave apart.
Jung Han-sung then released a surge of electricity from his blade’s tip, lightly searing the creature for good measure.
The monster immediately thrashed its massive body, attempting to bisect Jung Han-sung along with the very space around him.
But Jung Han-sung evaded it effortlessly and unleashed several more slashing strikes.
Had I been ignorant of its nature, it might have posed a threat—but now that I had completely grasped its mechanics, I could dominate it utterly and without mercy.
“Excellent! I can see it’s growing exhausted!”
Even without Berka’s observation, Jung Han-sung had already sensed that the battle would conclude shortly.
As I continued to shred the monster’s form into ribbons.
Uuuoong!
Suddenly, instinct sent a sharp warning. Jung Han-sung reflexively checked the mirror.
Within the mirror’s reflection, the monster was disassembling itself piece by piece, extending its fragments in all directions.

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