I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 188

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#Chapter 188.
It would have been ideal if they’d approached me with a rational offer to negotiate.
I could have politely declined, and they would have accepted it and retreated, disappointed as they might be.
But then they came at me saying “You’ve walked right into our trap”?
Well, while it wasn’t the best scenario, I had no reason to refuse from my perspective.
It was a free opportunity to take what I could.
“Come forth.”
Jung Han-sung drew out bone fragments and summoned undead. Of course, their numbers were not particularly large.
I had left most of them behind in my Territory.
Yet the reason for summoning them at all was simple.
They were under the misunderstanding that I was a pure necromancer.
“Sweep them away!”
As expected, the Green Forest Bandits who saw the undead I summoned became even more emboldened and charged forward.
Not only were their numbers small, but the individual power of each was not particularly strong either.
Of course, the Green Forest didn’t consist solely of fools.
The ones I had taken note of earlier were certainly among them, and a few others were holding their ground.
Their eyes gleamed with caution, as if wondering whether I was hiding some other power.
‘If only fools had gathered here, they never would have made it this far.’
It was somewhat disappointing, but still, with four of them charging at me, this was more than enough to reap a harvest.
Jung Han-sung waited until they drew almost within arm’s reach. And the moment they raised their weapons toward the undead blocking my path.
Crackle, crackle, crackle—!
I detonated lightning in all directions at once.
Those who had been charging forward trembled violently in the expanding electrical discharge, then collapsed flat onto the ground.
They had failed to respond properly to an attack they never saw coming.
One of them was still standing, apparently equipped with a decent defensive artifact, but his condition looked equally dire.
“Gack.”
“Ugh.”
The faces that had been sneering moments ago were now twisted with shock and terror.
But this was only the beginning.
Jung Han-sung rushed toward the electrocuted figures and swung his blade without mercy.
Thwack!
Though I hadn’t drawn the blade from its sheath, it was more than sufficient to beat them down.
They couldn’t even mount a proper resistance, taking blow after blow.
My movements were already swift, and with them paralyzed from the electrical shock, unable to move properly, they had no way to respond.
But then, the one who alone remained standing pulled something from his pocket.
It was a talisman.
Whoooosh!
The moment he drew the talisman, a blue protective barrier unfurled around the area.
Between the defensive artifact and the decent gear, this one had some quality equipment.
Using the gap created by the barrier’s expansion, those who had been lying down hurriedly gathered around it, and simultaneously, those who had been observing from behind began to move.
It seemed they had decided that they needed to step in themselves.
And judging by the fact that they were rushing toward me rather than fleeing, they believed themselves capable of handling Jung Han-sung.
Facing such opponents, Jung Han-sung smiled and spoke.
“Cho Cheon-woong. Maria. Leave those fools to you.”
“Yes.”
“Understood.”
After entrusting the idiots trapped within the barrier to Cho Cheon-woong and Maria, Jung Han-sung immediately kicked off the ground.
Those who had belatedly begun moving narrowed their eyes as they saw Jung Han-sung charging toward them.
Their gaze was like that of someone facing a thundering beast.
‘Their confidence is extraordinary.’
The fact that they maintained such a look even after witnessing Jung Han-sung’s earlier assault suggested they possessed considerable faith in their own abilities.
Yet Jung Han-sung charged forward without the slightest hesitation.
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
The moment the distance narrowed sufficiently, he detonated his electrical power once more.
As the electrical surge descended upon them, the enemies furrowed their brows and swung their weapons.
Crack!
The electrical energy scattered in all directions.
Having charged forward despite witnessing how Jung Han-sung wielded his electrical power, they clearly possessed a countermeasure.
But there was something they had miscalculated.
The electrical energy Jung Han-sung dispersed in all directions before combat was merely a feint.
Tap!
The moment they deflected the electrical surge, Jung Han-sung activated his movement technique and rushed toward the nearest opponent.
Screech!
Remarkably, the opponent managed to swing his weapon upon seeing Jung Han-sung’s charge.
Considerable power. Yet for Jung Han-sung, it was slow enough to induce a yawn.
There was no need to even block it. A simple duck of the head was sufficient to evade the attack.
Thud!
Meanwhile, Jung Han-sung’s blade thrust forward pierced directly into his opponent’s abdomen.
The opponent, who had charged forward with such momentum, was sent flying backward from that single blow.
Only then did the expressions of the remaining combatants change.
But there was nothing they could do now.
Boom!
Jung Han-sung kicked off the ground once more and swung his blade, sending another opponent flying.
Two strikes. He had incapacitated two opponents with merely two sword cuts.
While they hadn’t fallen into complete unconsciousness, only a single figure remained standing on both feet.
The man I had initially assessed as possessing the greatest skill among them.
“Hmm.”
The man showed no panic as he watched Jung Han-sung systematically incapacitate his companions one by one.
Instead, his eyes gleamed with interest as he merely raised the spear in his hand.
And the moment Jung Han-sung rushed toward him, he too thrust his spear forward.
Whoooosh!
The moment he thrust his spear forward, green flames bloomed from its tip, painting the surroundings with ethereal light.
When that spear collided precisely with the blade I was swinging—
BOOM!
The deafening roar that erupted from the clash of blade and spear was almost unbelievable.
The shockwave sent all the surrounding grass flying, carving out a massive semicircle of devastation.
The ground tore open as dust erupted skyward, and between us, electrical current and green flames tangled together, sparking violently.
“Impressive.”
“You as well.”
I answered thus while drawing upon even greater reserves of mana.
My nerves accelerated to their absolute limit in an instant. It was as though the world around me had entered slow motion.
Yet remarkably, my opponent kept pace.
Clang—!
In that decelerated time, my blade and the Male Ranker’s spear collided once more.
Our eyes met, and I understood immediately. He too had mastered a technique similar to my own divine art.
Clang, clang, clang, clang—!
Blade and spear struck again and again.
Such an exchange was only possible if our strength was evenly matched.
The Male Ranker could have continued displaying his composure. But I had no intention of allowing him that luxury.
Crackle!
I dispersed the electrical current generated from operating my divine art outward in all directions.
It wasn’t powerful enough to attack directly. But it was sufficient to repel his assault for a brief moment.
Seizing that narrow opening I had created, I planted my feet firmly.
Boom!
A shockwave erupted from where my foot struck, and for an instant, the Male Ranker’s body wavered.
Whoosh!
Even so, he thrust his spear diagonally, aiming for my head, but I had already anticipated this.
I evaded the attack lightly and drove forward into his space.
Clang!
This time, the shaft of his spear met my blade.
His reaction seemed swift enough, yet I detected his response was subtly slower than before.
And I was certain he felt it too.
‘Flow.’
In the end, it all came down to flow.
Tracing back the origins of the swordsmanship I had learned, what emerged was not the Heavenly Demon’s teaching, but Arthur’s blade technique.
Unlike the Soul-Shattering Sword I had learned from the Heavenly Demon, Arthur’s swordsmanship possessed no fixed forms or patterns.
There existed only flow.
Clang!
Even when swinging the blade identically, there was a vast difference between a mere swing and one that followed the flow.
The speed at which the Male Ranker and I perceived the world differed only slightly.
The speed at which I swung sword and spear, thrusting them forward—it was all the same.
However, my blade traced the optimal path by following the flow of Jung Han-sung’s movements.
Even when wielding weapons identically, the time it took to reach the target differed.
Clang—!
Because of this, the gap between us widened with each exchange.
Jung Han-sung’s blade arrived first, and my spear reached only moments after.
Clang, clang, clang—!
Before long, my spear was pressed flush against his body. I could no longer afford to wield it with the sweeping distance I once had.
Perhaps that was why.
Whoooosh—!
I drew upon deeper reserves of power, desperate to break free from this predicament, and ignited a verdant flame.
As blade and spear collided, I felt a tremendous force unlike anything I had experienced before.
It seemed this green fire possessed far greater power than its appearance suggested.
But it mattered not.
Crackle, crackle—!
Jung Han-sung’s lightning was equally formidable, yielding nothing to my flame.
As he drew upon more of his lightning force, my flame could advance no further.
Meanwhile, Jung Han-sung’s blade found the opening created by my desperate surge of power, striking with precision.
Thud!
His blade struck my shoulder.
Though I had drawn my sword from its sheath, the blade could not penetrate my shoulder.
It felt as though he were striking metal rather than flesh.
Yet despite failing to cut deep, the impact transferred fully, and my balance shattered.
“Ugh.”
Moreover, the electrical current spreading through Jung Han-sung’s blade ravaged my body, and I could not quickly regain my footing.
Had I possessed even a single second, I could have recovered somehow.
But in the temporal flow that Jung Han-sung and I perceived, one second was enough time to swing a blade several times over.
Clang, clang, clang—!
Jung Han-sung did not waste that moment, striking my body repeatedly with his blade.
Each blow brought a strong rebound, but it changed nothing.
With every swing, more of his lightning force burrowed deeper into my body.
As the lightning ravaged me, my movements continued to slow.
Slice—!
At last, Jung Han-sung’s blade cut across my neck.
Only then did I raise the hand holding my spear to cover the wound on my neck.
My skin was equally resilient, so the cut was not deep, but it was a wound serious enough that I could not ignore it and continue fighting.
“Hah.”
Jung Han-sung, observing this, slowly calmed his breathing technique and asked me.
“Will you continue?”
At that question, the Male Ranker, gripping his spear with his other hand, slowly opened his mouth.
“No. I have no intention of dying in a place like this.”
It was a declaration of surrender.
Jung Han-sung gave the man a meaningful glance.
At that, the man let out a bitter laugh before shouting in a loud voice.
“Everyone, lower your weapons!”
The Green Forest Bandits, who had already lost half their fighting spirit upon witnessing Jung Han-sung’s overwhelming presence, lowered their weapons.
Jung Han-sung swept his gaze across all of them before turning his attention back to the man and speaking.
“Then, shall we have a conversation?”
A deep smile played across his lips.
* * *
After the battle ended.
Jung Han-sung learned something new.
“You’re not affiliated with the Green Forest Bandits?”
“That’s right. I’m merely an outsider.”
The man who had fought Jung Han-sung until the very end spoke in a calm voice.
“Yet everyone seemed to be following your orders.”
“Because my skills are superior to theirs. The others had already lost nearly all their will to fight.”
“I see.”
Jung Han-sung had initially assumed the Green Forest Bandits had deliberately hidden their true strength by putting a fake leader at the front, but now it seemed the man he had spoken with first was indeed the real leader.
But that hardly mattered now.
“Well, it doesn’t matter. What’s important is something else entirely.”
Jung Han-sung spoke to his opponent.
“Tell me everything you know. All of it.”

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