I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 157

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#Chapter 157.
Sword and Lightning.
I was certainly not the only one capable of wielding these two forces simultaneously.
Rare as it was, it wasn’t entirely unprecedented.
Yet I had never personally witnessed anyone else master both powers to the degree that I had.
Moreover, I had recently heard rumors—that there was a climber searching for me.
‘And they said that person also wields sword and lightning just like I do.’
In other words, a climber who wielded sword and lightning like me was lingering at similar floors, searching for my whereabouts.
From my perspective, it seemed unlikely there would be another such exceptional case.
“Hoh. This fellow is no ordinary warrior.”
Berka, standing beside me, also let out a quiet exclamation upon observing the distant man.
It was warranted.
The man wielded a blade far larger than mine, and with each swing, the demonic beasts literally shattered into fragments.
Judging by the additional swords of different styles positioned at his waist and back, he clearly wasn’t limited to a single sword technique, but regardless, it was quite impressive.
Moreover, lightning periodically descended along the path of the man’s movements, and its destructive power was far from ordinary.
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
The lightning that fell from above struck a demonic beast attempting to attack the man, then spread outward, paralyzing dozens of creatures around it.
Then the man simply needed to swing his sword and effortlessly reap their lives.
At first glance, it appeared he was swinging his blade recklessly, but in truth, he was moving with meticulous control over his abilities.
I flexed the hand gripping my sword as I contemplated.
‘What would happen if we clashed?’
It wasn’t as though I had never faced danger while ascending The Tower. I had encountered quite a few formidable opponents.
But I had rarely met anyone whose pure skill could rival mine.
Berka beside me was reasonably competent, but his combat style differed so greatly from mine that I felt little competitive spirit.
I narrowed my eyes, observing the man, and made my decision.
“Let’s approach that area.”
“That man?”
“Yeah. Since he’s rampaging, other Awakeners are gathering cautiously around him.”
I pointed toward the vicinity of the man as I spoke.
True to my words, other climbers were beginning to reveal themselves in that location.
It seemed they had been hiding at a distance, but upon witnessing the man’s rampage, they decided to make their move.
Not out of any noble purpose of assisting the man, but rather to seize the opportunity while attention was focused in one direction to achieve their own objectives.
“Hmm. Well, that’s not a bad idea.”
Berka, understanding the logic, nodded promptly.
In any case, the objective of this floor was to eliminate two hundred Demons.
I had been worried I might simply charge forward directly again, but using the distraction others created seemed like a far more efficient approach.
“Then let’s circle around slowly…. Huh?”
But just as Berka was suggesting we take a slow, circuitous route, I leaped forward.
“I’m going ahead. Follow slowly.”
With those words left behind.
I plummet directly toward the beasts and Demon forces below.
Berka’s jaw dropped.
The distance between the distant Male Ranker and them was considerable, with beasts and Demons packed densely in between.
Yet Jung Han-sung threw himself into that gap without hesitation.
But what came next was even more astonishing.
Kwaaaaaang―!
Immediately after Jung Han-sung leaped down, a tremendous roar thundered across the battlefield.
Berka had clearly seen Jung Han-sung swing his blade before touching the ground, so he understood what had happened.
However, the other beasts and Demons hadn’t witnessed it, so they startled and looked toward that spot.
“Huh?”
Once the dust settled, only the corpses of beasts and Demons lay scattered there.
Jung Han-sung, who had landed while swinging his blade, had vanished without a trace.
Berka, watching from the Hill, grew flustered and scanned his surroundings before quickly spotting Jung Han-sung moving with utmost stealth.
“Heh.”
He’d thought Jung Han-sung would charge straight at them again, but instead he’d deliberately drawn their attention while moving covertly.
Berka shook his head and began moving as well.
Since the distant Male Ranker and Jung Han-sung had thoroughly captured their focus, Berka could simply cast a light concealment spell and fly through the sky to reposition on the opposite side.
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Jung Han-sung crossed through enemy lines while cloaked in stealth.
It was the concealment technique he’d learned while subscribed to the Shadowless Divine Thief’s Channel.
Though not as potent as when actively subscribed, it was more than sufficient to traverse such a chaotic battlefield.
In such disorder, one might collide with someone and break the stealth, but that didn’t apply to Jung Han-sung.
Because he could perceive the ‘flow’.
Even amid the chaos, Jung Han-sung discerned the current he could follow, and he simply had to move in step with it.
Kwakwakwakwang―!
Following the flow, it wasn’t long before I spotted the Male Ranker raging in the distance.
He wielded a blade as massive as his own body, still sweeping through the beasts, and seeing him up close proved far more intriguing.
‘His swordplay is far more calculated than it appears on the surface.’
Disregarding the occasional lightning strikes he unleashed, his technique seemed genuinely savage.
As if he were simply swinging with all his might, crushing and cleaving the beasts to death.
Yet to my eyes, honed through years of cultivation, it was clear.
Every movement of his was meticulously calculated.
Even the forward step of his foot contained countless calculations, and every seemingly reckless blade strike was executed with at least eight or nine moves ahead in mind.
The more I observed, the more fascinated I became.
―So, what are you going to do?
And Onyx posed the question to me.
Since I remained cloaked, his voice reached only my mind.
I answered in a whisper small enough not to break the stealth.
“I’ll ask him.”
―Ask what?
“Did you come looking for me? If that’s true, then why were you searching for me?”
―You’re just going to ask him that directly?
“Why wouldn’t I?”
Well, if I used my head, I could position myself in a more advantageous spot before asking, but I didn’t feel like going through all that trouble.
What if the other person was hostile toward me?
Then I’d simply fight them.
―From what I can tell, you’re actually looking forward to that, aren’t you?
Onyx posed a sharp question to Jung Han-sung, who responded with a quiet laugh instead of answering directly.
Then Jung Han-sung pushed off the ground, closed the distance to his opponent, and swung his blade while releasing his concealment.
Shhhhwaaaack―!
The body of the demonic beast before him split in half and collapsed. At the same moment, the Great Sword Wielder’s gaze turned toward Jung Han-sung.
Jung Han-sung, whose eyes had met with the man’s, asked him a question.
“I heard you’ve been searching for someone who uses lightning and a sword.”
The man then answered with an expressionless face.
“So?”
So he really had been searching. Jung Han-sung showed the man his blade. Without hesitation, he drew upon his mana.
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
Lightning sparked across the blade’s surface, revealing its presence.
The man’s eyes widened briefly upon seeing this, then he swung his sword again and cut down the demonic beasts rushing toward him.
“Is your name Jung Han-sung?”
“Oh. You even knew my name?”
A light of intrigue grew stronger in Jung Han-sung’s eyes.
The fact that he knew my name suggested he hadn’t simply heard about my abilities and set out to find me.
‘So what’s he going to do now?’
Jung Han-sung cut down a demonic beast rushing toward him while gauging the man’s reaction.
Would he suddenly attack? Swing his sword, or perhaps strike down lightning from above?
While I was thinking such things, the man spoke again.
“I have something to tell you.”
“Something to tell me?”
Jung Han-sung felt a strange disappointment at the man’s surprisingly courteous demeanor as he replied.
“Yes. First, how about we achieve the objective of this floor, and then we can talk?”
“Hmm. Well, alright.”
Apart from the disappointment I felt, there was no particular reason to refuse.
I had to clear this floor’s objective anyway.
The man said no more and advanced forward, swinging his sword again.
Demonic beasts were gathered in that direction, so Jung Han-sung yielded that area to the man and instead targeted the demonic beasts in another direction.
“Well, looks like the conversation went well?”
Berka arrived after the conversation had ended.
Jung Han-sung carved a path toward where the demonic beasts were gathered as he answered.
“Yeah. It ended, and he wants to talk afterward.”
“Huh? What conversation?”
Berka’s expression turned bewildered.
It made sense—Berka had no idea that this man had been searching for Jung Han-sung.
Jung Han-sung explained kindly to Berka.
“From what he said, it seemed like he’d been looking for me. So I decided to talk with him after the mission ended.”
“With you?”
Berka scratched his cheek after hearing Jung Han-sung’s words before responding.
“Well, sure. It’s none of my concern.”
Whether Jung Han-sung conversed with someone or not held little importance to him.
Berka began assisting Jung Han-sung while gripping his staff.
Whoooosh—!
Violent flames consumed the demonic beasts.
The Demon Race possessed formidable magical resistance, making them extraordinarily troublesome to combat with magic, but the demonic beasts did not.
Though they harbored considerable mana, their weakness to magic differed little from ordinary lifeforms.
Thus, Berka primarily eliminated the demonic beasts to carve a path forward, while Jung Han-sung traversed that cleared passage to approach the Demons and claim their lives.
Of course, I didn’t forget to yield a reasonable share of Demons to Berka as well.
This floor’s mission required each person to eliminate two hundred Demons. Even as teammates, there were no exceptions.
Crack—!
Though the total reached four hundred, Jung Han-sung and Berka filled that quota at a terrifying pace.
At some point, the Demons began recognizing the danger Jung Han-sung and Berka posed and concentrated their full strength, but it proved meaningless.
Roooaaaar—!
Whenever their forces shifted toward this side, the Great Sword Wielder beside us would rampage wildly, drawing all attention to himself.
Moreover, the other Awakeners, though not matching Jung Han-sung’s group or the Great Sword Wielder, continued to perform steadily.
Thus, despite the Demon forces being an enormous army, they couldn’t respond properly and suffered helplessly.
“Kill them—!”
Of course, there were exceptional individuals among the Demons.
They wore far more ornate armor than the others, and as they issued commands to the Demons, they continuously rallied their scattering forces.
And each time, Jung Han-sung unhesitatingly hurled his blade.
Roooaaaar—!
The sword infused with lightning shot forth like a missile, piercing through the skulls of the commanding Demons.
After repeating this process several more times, the Demons serving as commanders began hesitating to issue orders actively.
Certainly, their numbers were overwhelming.
But the Demons felt it.
That these vast numbers meant nothing. That they were merely a flock of sheep ravaged by wolves.
Yet simultaneously, they were a flock of sheep that knew how to make one final desperate stand.
“Activate the magic circle—!”
Finally, the commanders made their ultimate decision.
Fuuuuuuuung—!
To sacrifice tens of thousands of demonic beasts as offerings and activate the annihilation circle.

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