I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 228

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#Chapter 228.
The Bone Dragon’s sheer size was absolutely staggering.
I had glimpsed its dimensions from the skeletal remains arranged beforehand, but seeing it fully risen like this was my first time.
Had it been the old me, I would have felt overwhelming pressure from its mere presence.
But I did not.
Instead, as I gazed up at the Bone Dragon towering above me, I infused mana into my cloak.
Whoooosh—!
My body lifted effortlessly into the air, ascending until I reached eye level with the Bone Dragon.
Or rather, a position where I looked slightly downward at it.
“Can you hear me?”
My voice amplified beyond its usual pitch, resonating through the space.
The Bone Dragon regarded me with curious eyes, then lowered its head slightly upon hearing my words.
It seemed to convey understanding.
Encouraged by this, I spoke again.
“I awakened you. You are bound to me, and you must obey my commands. Do you understand?”
Even as I spoke, I remained vigilant.
I had confirmed the magic circle was intact until the very end, but since I hadn’t designed and arranged it myself, I couldn’t afford to be careless.
If something went wrong, the Bone Dragon might attack, claiming I was not its true master.
Whoosh—.
Yet the Bone Dragon lowered its head once more, this time even deeper than before.
The meaning was unmistakable.
The Bone Dragon had acknowledged me as its master.
A smile tugged at my lips. It seemed I wouldn’t need to struggle for dominance with the Bone Dragon after all.
But that didn’t mean my work was finished.
“Now, I shall mark you with my imprint.”
I manipulated my cloak to fly toward the Bone Dragon’s skull.
The Bone Dragon remained motionless with its head bowed, and I placed my hand upon its skull.
Uuuuuuung—!
As I channeled mana into it, the Bone Dragon’s power became vividly apparent to me.
‘Truly extraordinary.’
Indeed, such was the Bone Dragon.
My other undead servants possessed considerable power, but the Bone Dragon was clearly a tier above them.
It was only natural, after all.
Wasn’t the dragon known in The Tower as the mightiest living being?
Uuuuuuung!
I wove the Bone Dragon’s mana with my own, then inscribed a spell at the center of its skull.
Immediately, a small bone fragment drifted forth and settled into my pocket.
With this, I could summon and dismiss the Bone Dragon whenever I wished.
Screeeech—.
But then, at that very moment.
The Bone Dragon conveyed its will to me.
To others, it would have sounded like nothing more than a beast’s cry, but I could understand its meaning precisely.
“You want to guard this place normally?”
The Bone Dragon nodded.
I grasped what it desired well enough.
Dragons by nature possessed a fierce attachment to their territory.
This Bone Dragon clearly regarded this place where it had opened its eyes as instinctively its own Territory.
I paused to consider, then nodded.
“Very well. Adjusting the spell shouldn’t be too difficult.”
I only needed to modify the magic I had just inscribed.
When I summoned it back, it would return here.
‘If the Bone Dragon remains here normally, it will certainly aid in defending the Territory.’
Moreover, I could now withdraw the forces I had left to guard this Dungeon and redeploy them elsewhere.
That would free up considerable resources.
“Then I’ll call upon you when needed. Rest for now, since you’ve only recently awakened.”
Grrrrr―.
The Bone Dragon lowered its head once more, displaying its obedience.
I patted the creature affectionately, then exited the space that had become its Lair.
The Manager rushed over immediately and asked.
“Are you well?”
“Fine. Everything concluded without issue. We no longer need to guard this place.”
“Excellent!”
The Manager responded with a bright expression.
He must have found it quite taxing, having been confined here with the undead all this time.
“Clean up this place appropriately, then return to the Village. Go on ahead.”
“Yes!”
Thus I finished my business in the Lair and emerged outside.
Just as I stepped out, Onyx spoke to me.
―Hiss, quite docile for what I expected.
“Is that so?”
―Dragons, even when undead, often retain much of their former temperament. Arrogant and unwilling to heed others’ words.
“Really? It didn’t seem that way to me.”
―Hmm. That creature may have sensed that its master is no ordinary being.
“Flattery now?”
―Not flattery—merely stating facts. Even I didn’t realize my master was such an eccentric until after our contract.
“Now you’re being insulting?”
―Not an insult either.
At Onyx’s confident demeanor, I chuckled and nodded.
“Well, regardless. It’s good that it obeys without fuss.”
No need to expend effort unnecessarily before entering The Tower.
That’s right. Jung Han-sung was now planning to ascend The Tower immediately.
Reaching just before Floor 115 within ten days was one of the contract’s conditions.
―Normally, no one would propose such an insane condition first.
“Ten days is more than enough time.”
―You know the difficulty changes from Floor 100 onward, right?
“Yeah, I know. I’ve already cleared Floor 100. That’s why I said ten days is plenty.”
Jung Han-sung rebuked Onyx for repeating himself, then immediately spoke while gazing into the void.
“Entering Floor 101.”
At his immediate action without wasting time, Onyx clicked his tongue.
But before he could stop him, Jung Han-sung’s body had already been transported to the next floor.
Whoooosh!
Moments later.
Once the dizziness subsided, Jung Han-sung slowly surveyed his surroundings.
As he looked around to see which floor he’d reached, the first things that caught his eye were piles of broken machinery and corpses of people.
“Hmm.”
Jung Han-sung furrowed his brow.
Something felt like a completely new environment this time. And immediately after.
[Objective: Defend the Outpost. You may eliminate the source threatening the Outpost.]
[Time Limit: 30 hours]
The objective appeared before his eyes.
Outpost defense. This time, the Quest type was explicitly marked in the objective itself.
“Huh?”
While reading the message with that thought, something strange caught his attention.
“Where is this place?”
Something felt off. It didn’t seem like an ordinary planet.
At first, seeing the broken robots, he’d wondered if this was the Cyberpunk World.
But upon closer inspection, he could tell the technology level was far superior in comparison.
If that place was the near future, this felt like the distant future entirely.
Buuuuuuuuuuung―.
As he reached that thought.
Something flew toward him from far away.
“Ah.”
A massive Warship flying through the sky.
Seeing it, Jung Han-sung grasped the setting of this place.
‘Science fiction?’
It seemed he’d come to a considerably distant future.
* * *
The Warship didn’t seem to intend to land here, flying off in some direction.
Jung Han-sung watched it, then began walking in the direction the Warship had come from.
―Why aren’t you chasing after the Warship instead of going that way?
Onyx asked Jung Han-sung with curiosity.
Jung Han-sung answered simply.
“The Warship doesn’t seem to be landing anywhere. It’s continuously gaining altitude. Like it’s trying to leave this place entirely.”
―Then….
“Doesn’t it look like they’re abandoning the Outpost and taking off?”
―Hmm, it does look that way.
Onyx expressed agreement with Jung Han-sung’s words. And not long after, my assessment proved accurate.
Massive structures began appearing in the distance.
They were dome-shaped structures—precisely the scale befitting an Outpost.
I approached them directly.
―If all personnel are aboard the Warship, the Outpost might be empty.
“That’s possible. But somehow, I don’t think it’s completely abandoned.”
―Why is that, master?
“Because there’d be no reason to order them to defend the Outpost otherwise, right?”
―Ah, that’s true.
The Tower typically doesn’t assign meaningless tasks.
If they ordered the Outpost defended, there’s usually a reason it needs defending.
Thinking such thoughts, I drew closer to the Outpost.
The moment I got sufficiently near.
Clank, clank!
―Stop!
Suddenly, a turret emerged from one side of the Outpost and trained its sights on me.
I stopped immediately upon seeing it.
With weapons of that type, the exact extent of their power remained uncertain, and I had no desire to provoke conflict anyway.
―Who are you!
A voice called out again.
I responded in a measured tone.
“I’ve come to assist this Outpost.”
―What?
The unexpected answer brought a moment of silence. But only a moment. Soon a sharp voice fired back with a question.
―Who are you to claim you’re helping this Outpost!
“I received such a mission. I cannot disclose my affiliation—it’s classified. If you cannot trust me, I won’t approach any further. After all, I don’t necessarily need to enter.”
This time too, a response took time in coming.
It seemed the current situation was beyond their comprehension.
I opened my mouth again for their benefit.
“What I intend to do is simple. I will deal with whatever threatens this Outpost. Or at minimum, I’ll help. So just tell me—what is the enemy’s identity? Where are they located?”
―How can I trust you!
“What does it matter who I am? I have no intention of approaching the Outpost anyway, and I’m only going to eliminate your enemies.”
I spoke with confidence.
After all, if this didn’t work, I could always proceed on my own. There was nothing to lose.
―Good. Maintain that distance. Just transmit information.
And soon, a positive response came flying back from the other side.
‘The situation must be quite dire.’
To be honest, Jung Han-sung’s attitude was inherently suspicious. Yet the fact that they were giving him a chance at all meant they were backed into a corner.
And Jung Han-sung had already anticipated this when he saw the Warship depart.
With such a massive Warship leaving the Outpost, what could those remaining here be?
‘Either possessed of unwavering duty.’
Or abandoned.
Or perhaps both.
Either way, the atmosphere hardly brimmed with hope.
Whirrrr!
Soon Jung Han-sung understood how they intended to transmit the information.
A small robot came rattling toward him.
The robot stopped before Jung Han-sung, raised its lens to observe him, and spoke.
―I will guide you.
“Ah. You’re going to guide me directly?”
―Yes.
It seemed they were uneasy about conveying information through words alone.
Jung Han-sung didn’t particularly mind, so he nodded.
“Alright. Lead the way.”
―Understood.
The robot began moving forward again with a rattling sound.
Though its pace wasn’t particularly fast, Jung Han-sung simply matched it and spoke.
“So what’s the composition of the enemy forces?”
―There is one Queen. And beneath her, three Generals and ten Adjutants. And hundreds of soldiers. We unleashed a bombardment once, but the Queen remained unscathed and they recovered quickly.
At the words “Queen” and “General,” Jung Han-sung’s expression grew peculiar.
They were words he knew, yet they didn’t seem to carry the meaning he was familiar with.
And soon Jung Han-sung confirmed once more that his suspicion was precisely correct.
―There they are.
After traveling for some time, we arrived at a place where the enemies were gathered.
A swarm of grotesquely formed lifeforms.

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