I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 206

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#Chapter 206.
At the mention of treasure, Jung Han-sung narrowed his eyes and surveyed his surroundings.
“In a place like this?”
This was a dim, unpleasant space where traps activated with every step I took.
In response to my reaction, Onyx spoke again.
―There’s no guarantee it’s here. But usually, all sorts of objects end up mixed in as they flow into this place.
“But if things just flow in naturally, why do the traps still function properly?”
―Some say The Tower does it intentionally, and others claim there’s a caretaker who maintains places like this.
“In other words, you don’t know.”
Onyx clicked his tongue in displeasure at my words. It was his way of admitting I was right.
“Then I suppose I’ll have to explore around.”
Either way, I needed to wander about to find an exit.
Boom!
Another trap activated in the meantime, but I dodged it without much difficulty.
At first, I was caught off guard by how swift and powerful the traps were compared to my expectations, but once I grew accustomed to them, they weren’t particularly threatening.
After walking for roughly ten minutes.
“Shrieeeeeeek!”
Suddenly, some monster lunged out of the Darkness and attacked.
Crackle!
I reflexively unleashed lightning, incinerating the monster.
The creature, which had leaped high to pounce on me, was charred black and fell to the ground.
Thud!
I approached the monster and examined it closely.
“I’ve never seen this type before.”
The monster was covered entirely in fur, but it didn’t match any of the creatures I’d encountered previously.
Onyx also stared at the monster before speaking.
―Looks like it came down from a higher floor.
“Really? It didn’t seem that powerful.”
―See those claws?
“Claws?”
―Look closely—there are needle-like protrusions beneath the claws. I can smell poison emanating from there.
“Ah. Poison damage.”
Monsters with poison inherently carried greater danger.
Judging by its earlier movements, it was quite stealthy and quick, making it a genuine threat to ordinary Awakeners.
Since I too found poison troublesome, I surrounded myself with electricity as I moved forward.
“Roooaaarrr!”
“Shrieeeeeeek!”
More monsters were drawn in by the light of that electrical aura, but at least I wasn’t caught off guard by ambushes.
None of them could penetrate my lightning.
Occasionally, one would endure the lightning I fired, but in those cases, a light swing of my sword sufficed.
“The difficulty seems lower than I expected.”
―You say that every time, but don’t you ever think your master is just too strong?
“No, but still—this place obviously looks dangerous, doesn’t it? I figured it would be more treacherous than a normal floor.”
―Well, that’s… honestly, it’s random. It could be dangerous, or it might not be. This place is literally where all sorts of things wash in.
“Hmm.”
Jung Han-sung nodded and picked up his pace.
Either way, I had no intention of lingering here long.
Rumble!
As I accelerated further, the number of monsters rushing at me increased proportionally.
But most of them couldn’t keep up with my speed and fell behind in an instant.
Rather than engage each monster individually, I only dealt with those blocking my path.
Moving at such velocity, the surrounding landscape gradually began to shift.
‘What’s this castle doing here?’
According to Onyx, things that wash into this place aren’t limited to objects and monsters.
Buildings and structures flow in as well.
Currently, I was running through what appeared to be the rear courtyard of some castle.
The original structure must have been massive—even at full speed, the courtyard stretched on endlessly.
But eventually, I could see the end.
I was about to break through the courtyard’s edge.
Crash!
Just before I could escape, a massive iron mace suddenly came flying from somewhere.
I reflexively dodged to the side, turning to see where the mace had come from.
Standing there was a colossal armored knight.
‘A knight?’
I furrowed my brow.
Did humans wash into this place too? The thought lasted only a moment.
The familiar aura emanating from my opponent immediately revealed its true nature.
“An undead.”
It was an Undead Knight, its entire form encased in armor.
Displeased that I’d evaded its attack, the Undead Knight drew its sword and advanced with heavy strides.
I assessed the creature before me.
The Undead Knight was enormous—easily three meters tall.
And beneath that massive frame, I could see muscles packed densely throughout.
Boom, boom, boom!
As the distance closed, the Undead Knight hurled its massive body forward, swinging its blade at me.
Whoosh!
The sword cut through the air with a sharp whistle, aimed directly at me.
For something so enormous, its movements were surprisingly swift.
But “surprisingly swift” means nothing against me.
Clang!
I deflected the Undead Knight’s blade with a light tap of my sword while simultaneously closing the distance between us.
Though the undead’s strike seemed to carry tremendous force, my blade appeared almost delicate by comparison—yet the Undead Knight staggered violently, unable to withstand the impact.
It wasn’t a matter of hidden strength exceeding what met the eye.
I had simply analyzed the knight’s sword technique and applied force precisely to its weakest point.
“The strength is decent enough.”
I swung my blade toward the Undead Knight’s breastplate as the distance closed in an instant, speaking as I attacked.
“But the technique is absolutely abysmal.”
Crash!
The knight’s body flew backward with the deafening impact.
From my perspective as a dark mage, this undead had a decent vessel, but what it contained was utterly worthless.
Had it been an undead with even slightly better control over its own power, I would have found it far more troublesome to face.
Thud!
Still, its body was remarkably durable—it took my attack head-on without any defense and rose again.
But nothing had truly changed.
Clang, clang!
I rushed in again and swung my blade several more times, and the creature could barely mount a proper counterattack, taking a thorough beating.
Then something unexpected occurred.
Clang!
“Hmm?”
The creature that had been unable to follow my blade at all suddenly blocked my strike.
It was clearly no accident.
‘It’s grown stronger in the meantime?’
I narrowed my eyes.
Undead possessed many advantages, but they also had formidable limitations.
Specifically, their growth was painfully slow.
To be precise, they could increase their raw power by consuming other undead or undergoing various enhancements.
But that was purely in the realm of ‘hardware.’ Developing ‘software’ like combat instinct or swordsmanship was far more difficult.
There was a method like what I employed—forcibly etching techniques into the soul to make them learn—but even that had limits beyond a certain threshold.
Clang, clang, clang!
I deliberately pressed the knight at a measured pace while observing it more carefully, and soon I reached a conclusion.
‘It’s acquiring my techniques through combat.’
It was astonishing. An ordinary undead could never display such behavior.
If it possessed a special soul with a strong sense of self, there might be some possibility, but this knight didn’t seem to be that type.
‘It seems like a naturally occurring undead rather than something deliberately created.’
Yet it displayed such peculiar characteristics.
I smiled and spoke.
“There’s treasure here after all.”
It appeared there was something worth salvaging from this place.
Once I made my decision, I began pummeling the Undead Knight with renewed thoroughness.
Clang, clang, clang!
Inflicting pain alone wasn’t enough. To completely shatter his will to fight, I methodically destroyed every joint in his body.
Doing this to a living person would leave them crippled for life, but the Undead Knight was different.
I could simply remove the damaged parts, repair them, and reinstall them.
“Oh, its durability is quite impressive.”
As I continued striking, I realized its durability exceeded my initial expectations.
At the level of punishment I was dealing out, even a sturdily constructed Undead Knight should have collapsed, yet this one stubbornly kept rising and attacking again.
Crash!
But everything has its limits.
Thinking that something this durable could handle harder strikes, I swung my blade with greater force, and the Undead Knight was sent flying.
Even from that state, it attempted to rise several more times, but eventually it could no longer get up and lay still.
I quickly approached the Undead Knight to assess its condition, and upon confirming that the critical components remained intact, I exhaled in relief.
“Still in one piece.”
Apart from the core components, everything else was thoroughly destroyed—a minor inconvenience, but nothing that mattered.
Right there, I extended my hand toward the Undead Knight and cast a spell.
Whoooosh!
Before long, black energy flowed from my fingertips and seeped into the Undead Knight.
The fallen Undead Knight trembled violently before going still again.
With that, the Undead Knight’s subjugation was complete.
I then carved a spell into a fragment of its ribcage.
“Unsummon.”
Whoosh!
I unsummoned the Undead Knight directly into the bone fragment.
“Excellent. One secured.”
I smiled with satisfaction. Onyx, who had witnessed the entire process, could only click his tongue.
It was a sight that triggered something like PTSD in him.
Unaware of this, I continued forward with a smile on my face.
After that, traps occasionally triggered and monsters rushed at me, but nothing posed a serious problem.
In fact, I discovered several additional treasures during my progression.
One was a partially decomposed statue, and the other was a large flag.
Both looked terrible on the surface.
Yet when I checked their grades, I was surprised to find one was Unique rank and the other was Epic rank.
Though the Epic rank item had suffered severe damage and dropped to Unique rank, it seemed I could restore it to its original grade with repairs.
“I’ve collected everything I need. I should start heading out soon.”
I muttered this to myself and continued moving. Then.
Uuuuuoooong―!
A powerful surge of magical energy was felt from far away. I immediately changed direction toward it.
Before long, I spotted what looked like a portal suspended high above.
‘A mountain?’
I approached with confusion and soon grasped what it was.
It was a mountain composed of debris that had flowed in from all directions. The very sight of it radiated an aura that made me want to keep my distance.
But the portal was located at the very peak of that Mountain.
Jung Han-sung clicked his tongue and immediately began running along the Mountain.
Whoosh!
The Mountain wasn’t composed of solid ground—it crumbled and caved in at various points—but this posed no significant challenge for Jung Han-sung.
Before long, I arrived at the portal.
And without hesitation, I hurled myself toward it.
Whoosh!
Immediately, a brilliant light engulfed me, and I felt my body being pulled through space.
Surrendering to that familiar sensation, my vision soon recovered as another brilliant light surrounded me.
“Hey, the hero has returned!”
When I regained my senses, I was standing in the Royal Palace. And familiar faces surrounded me.
Among them was the Woman who had spoken to me about defeating the Four Heavenly Kings.
‘…?’
I was bewildered.

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