I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 169

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#Chapter 169
The ones blocking Jung Han-sung’s path were among the elite forces employed by Eden.
Each of them possessed skills worthy of respect wherever they went, and their equipment was of the highest caliber.
They believed the engagement would conclude swiftly, regardless of their opponent’s strength.
It wasn’t arrogance—it was the justified confidence of Eden’s elite.
Typically, those of exceptional power became known by reputation or appearance, but Jung Han-sung matched neither expectation.
Crackle!
Yet the moment Jung Han-sung summoned electricity and struck the ground, they realized something had gone terribly wrong.
Boom!
Lightning erupted around Jung Han-sung as he charged forward.
The current tore through the metallic equipment of the enemy soldiers.
Though their gear was supposedly insulated, they felt their bodies stiffen and lock.
And in that instant of vulnerability, Jung Han-sung closed the distance.
Crash!
A single, casual swing of his blade sent three soldiers flying backward.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
Yet elite soldiers remained elite for a reason.
“Formation shift—open fire!”
Despite three comrades falling instantly, they didn’t hesitate for a moment and executed their next maneuver without pause.
They raised their shields toward Jung Han-sung as he carved through their center, unleashing a torrent of gunfire.
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Muzzle flashes erupted as a hail of bullets descended upon Jung Han-sung.
Even for someone of Jung Han-sung’s caliber, taking such an assault undefended would be genuinely perilous.
But Jung Han-sung was never undefended.
Whoosh!
A web suddenly shot from behind, ensnaring one flank of the formation. Without hesitation, Jung Han-sung hurled himself toward that gap.
No matter how densely woven a net, a single breach renders it useless.
The soldiers attempted to reposition and counter his movement, but Jung Han-sung’s speed outpaced their response.
Boom!
Another swing of his blade sent several more soldiers tumbling away.
And as this unfolded, other undead—besides Araktar, who had fired the web—joined Jung Han-sung in the assault.
Bang, bang, bang—
Akasha fired with precision, targeting only the soldiers’ heads and joints.
Whoosh—crash!
Nox advanced with his formidable frame and overwhelming strength, destabilizing the enemy formation. Meanwhile, Karon demonstrated exquisite swordsmanship from within Nox’s shadow.
The undead were inherently powerful.
Yet Jung Han-sung’s presence among them transcended an entirely different dimension of strength.
Boom!
Despite assembling elite forces, the battle unfolded no differently than when the undead had swept through ordinary troops.
Jung Han-sung’s participation made all the difference.
But among the enemies, there were those of considerable skill.
“Graaaaaahhh―!”
As my comrades were swept away one after another, a massive figure let out a bestial roar and charged at me, swinging his fist with tremendous force.
I made no attempt to dodge, instead meeting his fist with my own.
The result was astounding.
Booooom―!
The two fists collided in mid-air, yet neither of us gave ground.
A perfect stalemate.
Considering that among my undead forces, none could match me in raw strength, this was truly remarkable.
And the skilled fighters didn’t end with him.
Whoooosh!
One wielded flames as naturally as if they were extensions of his own limbs, pressing Akasha hard.
Another dual-wielded swords, pushing Karon back relentlessly.
‘And one has engaged Araktar as well.’
I surveyed the battlefield once, then turned my gaze forward.
It was only natural, but I hadn’t been neglecting to aid my other undead without reason.
There was someone blocking my path as I carved through the enemy ranks.
Unexpectedly, the one blocking me possessed no flashy, eye-catching abilities, nor was he particularly imposing in stature.
Though the marks of rigorous training were evident, he was only slightly larger than me.
The weapon he carried was merely an ordinary sword.
He didn’t even possess the metal limbs or legs that people in this world wore like accessories.
The man stared at me intently before speaking.
“A Necromancer Commander.”
“Perhaps. Do you use a sword as well?”
“…Yes.”
I lifted the corners of my mouth at his response, flicking the sword in my hand slightly.
“You seem quite confident. No need to drag this out—let’s begin at once.”
It wasn’t a question I expected him to answer. Besides, I had no intention of waiting.
Whoosh―!
I immediately kicked off the ground and charged at him.
He responded by swinging his sword in an peculiar arc.
Clang clang clang!
Steel met steel, sending sparks cascading through the air.
The impact seemed solid, yet his sword felt oddly light.
Shhhhk.
As expected, just as I attempted to lock blades, his sword glided along my blade’s edge, aiming for my wrist.
Clang!
I twisted my sword to deflect his, then swung again.
But each time, he either slipped my attacks or used peculiar footwork to exploit my openings.
His swordplay was the complete opposite of mine, which emphasized strength and speed.
Jung Han-sung exchanged blows several times before pausing to assess his opponent.
‘This one is no ordinary fighter.’
There was nothing flashy or ostentatious about his technique. Yet the fundamental mastery of swordsmanship itself was extraordinary.
On the surface, he appeared the most unassuming, but in Jung Han-sung’s eyes, the Male Ranker possessed superior skill to every other adversary present.
Against any other opponent, the battle would have concluded long ago.
In earlier times, this would have demanded a protracted and grueling duel.
But not now.
Crackle—
Until this moment, he had engaged using only swordsmanship, deliberately restraining the arsenal of other weapons at his disposal.
Jung Han-sung summoned lightning once more.
As the electrical discharge erupted outward, thunder energy circulated rapidly through his veins.
Whoooosh!
The Male Ranker’s blade cleaved through empty air.
Moments before, such an attack would have required a desperate parry. Now, Jung Han-sung sidestepped with effortless grace.
His opponent sensed the shift in capability and unleashed a flurry of successive strikes.
But Jung Han-sung’s response was elegantly simple.
Crackle-crackle!
He released a burst of lightning.
That alone forced his opponent to recoil, twisting his blade defensively.
Seizing the opening, Jung Han-sung drove his sword forward.
The Male Ranker raised his blade to defend, but his reaction came too late.
Squelch!
“Ugh…!”
For the first time, a groan escaped the Male Ranker’s lips.
Jung Han-sung did not withdraw the blade, instead channeling electrical current through it.
Lightning traveled along the steel into his opponent’s body, spreading through muscle and nerve, causing violent tremors.
Yet even as his body convulsed, the Male Ranker’s eyes widened with determination as he swung his opposite arm.
A short blade materialized in his grip—one never glimpsed before.
He had concealed this final trump card until the very last moment.
The short blade aimed directly at Jung Han-sung’s torso.
Snap!
—Mmm, not bad at all.
It vanished harmlessly into Onyx’s mouth.
Despite its unassuming appearance, the craftsmanship was quite refined, and Onyx seemed thoroughly satisfied.
Of course, the Male Ranker, whose hidden weapon had been so unceremoniously devoured, stood utterly dumbfounded.
Crash!
Jung Han-sung seized the Male Ranker and drove him into the ground.
Upon impact, his opponent went limp, losing consciousness instantly.
Bang—!
And at that precise moment, Akasha fired a bullet through an enemy’s temple, bringing the battle to a close.
It appeared Akasha had been the last, as enemies lay fallen at the feet of the other undead as well.
Jung Han-sung flicked his sword to shake off the blood, then spoke to Lea and Stone, who waited behind him.
“Let’s continue moving.”
“Ah, yes, yes!”
Stone nodded eagerly.
It was astounding that they had swept away the enemy forces, but the ease with which they had eliminated even those who could be called elite was nothing short of shocking.
Stone’s dazed expression was inevitable.
As they moved, Jung Han-sung asked Stone a question.
“By the way, is there a separate location here where experimental data is stored or something like that?”
“There is.”
Stone answered immediately.
When Jung Han-sung looked at him, Stone spoke again.
“Actually, retrieving that was part of the original plan. We abandoned it because it seemed too dangerous.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. No matter what, that experimental data would be quite valuable. I thought we could use it as a bargaining tool in negotiations, or sell it elsewhere to provide for those we rescued.”
Jung Han-sung nodded.
Indeed, many would covet experimental data from Eden.
Using it to negotiate with Eden seemed far too dangerous, but since they had already abandoned the idea for being too risky anyway.
And separately from that, hearing Stone’s explanation made me feel certain.
“Then let’s retrieve that as well.”
It seemed we would need to secure that to truly accomplish this Floor’s objective.
After brief deliberation, Stone agreed.
At this point, without Jung Han-sung’s military strength, escaping safely would have been difficult, and retrieving the data was something Stone wanted anyway.
Above all, the fact that the data itself was located near the predetermined escape route helped as well.
“This way.”
Though sweat beaded on his face from tension, his steps were quick and resolute.
Thus Jung Han-sung, Stone, and Lea moved rapidly along the Corridor.
And the undead carrying people followed behind them.
As they retraced their original path for some time, Stone chose the opposite direction at a fork rather than the way they had come.
At the end of that path stood an old security door, which was not difficult to open.
Crash―!
When Jung Han-sung stepped forward and struck it rather forcefully, the door swung wide open.
Seeing the second instance of physical hacking, Stone started to say something but held back.
Meanwhile, Jung Han-sung examined the interior and his eyes gleamed with interest.
‘Such a facility in a place like this.’
Inside, Data Storage Facilities were lined up in rows—at first glance, it appeared to be a considerably important installation.
It seemed the security door and such had been deliberately made to look weathered and inconspicuous.
Had Jung Han-sung tried to find such a place alone, it would have taken considerable time.
“The data is inside there.”
Stone then pointed to a large device on one side and spoke.
“How long will it take to secure it?”
“Three minutes should suffice.”
“Three minutes. Understood.”
Jung Han-sung nodded and positioned several undead creatures to block the doorway.
It was obvious the enemies would come rushing this way.
As expected.
“There they are!”
Before long, the enemies appeared and unleashed another barrage of attacks.
Jung Han-sung deflected them with ease while his mind wandered elsewhere.
‘Lea is one thing, but Stone doesn’t seem to be an ordinary specimen.’
Having moved through the interior myself, I could feel it distinctly. Stone seemed remarkably familiar with this surrounding area.
Lea, on the other hand, didn’t give off that impression at all.
‘It seems…’
Jung Han-sung pondered something for a moment, then turned around.
“It’s complete!”
Just then, Stone approached with a rectangular chip in hand, having finished the data extraction, and handed it over.
The moment I received the chip.
A message appeared before my eyes.
[…You have completed the objective.]
It was the objective completion message.
Jung Han-sung smiled with satisfaction for a brief moment, then spoke to Stone.
“Then, let’s go.”
There was still work to be done.

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