I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 84

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#Episode 84.
Rumors about the Dark Mage spread across the globe in an instant, carried by overseas users who habitually monitored TowerNet.
The rumors didn’t just set the internet ablaze—several quick-moving news channels even reported on it.
That wasn’t particularly strange, though.
News about The Tower was a matter of concern not just for Awakeners, but for ordinary people as well.
―Ascending to the 56th Floor.
But Jung Han-sung had no idea such rumors were spreading, even as he entered the 56th Floor.
Or rather, since he’d already entered the 56th Floor, it was only natural he wouldn’t know what was happening outside.
Unlike other Awakeners, he didn’t rest for days after climbing each floor.
His idea of rest amounted to nothing more than replenishing his mana at the exit or in a Unique Space before ascending to the next level.
One could call it a forced march, but Jung Han-sung himself gave it little thought.
“I hope this mission is primarily combat-focused.”
Rather, I was disappointed by the lack of formidable opponents to test Araktar’s full strength.
In reality, I’d been fighting mostly undead, so I hadn’t expended much stamina.
In any case, as I muttered to myself, a message materialized before me.
[Objective: Survive 10 or more waves]
[Time Limit: None]
[First wave begins in 5 minutes]
“Oh?”
Upon seeing the objective, my eyes gleamed.
“A wave mission?”
A wave mission is a survival-type mission where you must defend against enemies that arrive at regular intervals.
As time passes, increasingly powerful and numerous enemies appear, making it one of the most challenging mission types.
‘This is the first time I’ve seen this since reaching the 50s Floors.’
Some floors have fixed missions, but most floors feature one mission randomly selected from several options.
This wave mission typically appears from the 30s Floors onward, but I was experiencing it for the first time.
―Finally, a proper fight.
Onyx, hearing my words, poked his head out from his armor and made excited clicking sounds, flicking his tongue eagerly.
At the sight, I let out a soft chuckle and asked.
“You’re not expecting loot, are you?”
Wave missions are notorious for high difficulty but equally certain rewards.
You can loot all the equipment the enemies bring with them.
Onyx didn’t bother denying my words.
―I’ll dispose of the useless items, Master.
“Fine. Do as you wish.”
Items below a certain tier weren’t particularly useful to me anyway, so I simply nodded.
“Let’s see.”
I then surveyed my surroundings properly.
This floor was set in an expansive cavern, its overall tone a deep shade of gray.
Enemies would likely spawn from the opposite side once time passed.
“Come out, all of you.”
I pulled a pouch from my inventory and scattered the bone fragments it contained across the ground before me.
Instantly, Araktar and Karon emerged alongside dozens of undead.
Whoosh!
As the summoned Karon and Araktar swept their arms across the assembled undead, the creatures instinctively formed ranks behind them.
The discipline was so ingrained that I didn’t need to lift a finger.
‘Having Karon and Araktar certainly makes things convenient.’
Among all the undead, Karon and Araktar stood apart.
Not merely because they were stronger, but because they possessed exceptionally powerful willpower.
Undead with strong willpower didn’t simply execute commands—they could think and make judgments of their own.
If the weaker-willed undead were soldiers who moved only as ordered, then Karon and Araktar were officers of sorts.
Just as the undead achieved perfect combat readiness.
[The first wave begins]
The message appeared—time was up, and the wave had commenced.
Simultaneously, a brilliant light erupted from ahead. The summoning light of monsters.
“Grrrrr.”
“Gwaaaaaaah!”
As the light faded, green-skinned creatures emerged.
Goblins, orcs, trolls—monsters with verdant hides poured forth in a torrent.
They roared with menacing ferocity, intent on overwhelming the morale of any adventurers who would dare face them.
Yet once the summoning completed and the monsters assessed their opponents, confusion flickered across their eyes.
“Ke-keruk?”
“Kruruk?”
Understandably so.
Their enemies were nothing but undead, and there appeared to be twice as many as their own meager twenty.
But that hesitation was fleeting.
“Kwaaaaaaaah!”
They charged forward without further deliberation, hurling themselves at the undead.
I remained at the rear, arms crossed, observing the spectacle.
I was prepared to intervene should the situation demand it, but for now, that seemed unnecessary.
As the monsters drew near.
Shhhhwooosh—!
Araktar unleashed a torrent of webbing.
The foremost monsters became ensnared, their bodies tangled as they crashed to the ground.
Those behind them stumbled over the webbing or became caught themselves.
Slash!
Karon then raised his blade high before pointing it forward.
The undead behind him surged ahead, their weapons descending upon the monsters sprawled helplessly on the ground.
Screeeech!
Araktar followed, her upper limbs producing a sharp metallic shriek as she gestured forward.
Then, from the Labyrinth on the 52nd Floor, massive undead spiders came rushing forward.
“Roooaaarrr!”
“Shrieeeeek!”
Jung Han-sung watched from behind and murmured to himself.
“Karon and Araktar don’t even need to step in.”
―Undead of that caliber are off-spec for the 50s Floors, Master.
Onyx tilted his head alongside me, observing the battlefield as he spoke.
―But if the waves continue, they’ll have to join in eventually.
“Well, that’s obvious. This is only the first wave after all.”
I hadn’t stepped in simply because there was no need to—not out of carelessness.
Crack!
Crunch!
Even as I conversed with Onyx, the undead mercilessly cut down their enemies.
[The first wave has ended]
[The second wave will begin in 5 minutes]
The first wave ended in just three minutes.
The Green Skins that had charged forward so valiantly now lay as cold corpses.
“It would be nice if I could turn all of them into undead too.”
―Waves don’t leave corpses behind, Master.
“I know that already.”
Just as Onyx said, the bodies sprawled on the ground soon crumbled into dust and scattered.
Instead, the equipment the Green Skins had been wearing remained in place.
“Onyx. Eat.”
―Thank you, Master!
Onyx responded with an excited voice and immediately emerged from his armor, beginning to devour the scattered armor pieces on the ground.
‘He’s grown quite a bit.’
I watched Onyx and thought to myself. At first, his size had been pathetically small, but now his thickness exceeded the combined width of my two forearms.
‘Is it from eating well?’
It was likely due to the significant effect of consuming armor and weapons under my command.
After all, he himself said he could recover his original power the more he consumed such things.
Crunch―.
Once Onyx had finished consuming all the equipment and I returned to my original position.
[The second wave begins]
With the message, monsters appeared once more on the opposite side.
Green Skins again. The composition was similar, but their numbers were greater this time.
“Roooaaarrr―!”
They charged forward fiercely and were caught without exception in Araktar’s webs.
This process repeated a total of nine times.
As time passed, the enemy’s numbers grew and their strength increased, but the undead were not overcome.
[The tenth wave begins]
And so the tenth wave—the final wave—began.
“SCREEEEEECH―!”
“ROOOAAARRR!”
The monsters materialized in the same location as before.
The composition was still dominated by green-skinned creatures, but goblins had completely vanished from the roster.
Even the weakest among them were Orc Warriors, and Trolls were scattered throughout in considerable numbers.
“Now I understand why people say these waves are so difficult.”
Jung Han-sung muttered to himself, watching the enemies charge forward with their piercing shrieks.
Normally, parties of five would come together, but at this difficulty level, it would be quite challenging even for ordinary Awakeners.
This truly demanded risking one’s life.
SCREEEECH!
CRACK!
Now Araktar and Karon weren’t merely issuing commands—they fought actively on the front lines.
‘If Kuhuelt had been in Araktar’s position instead, we might have been overwhelmed.’
But at this moment, I wasn’t concerned about defeat.
Though Araktar’s approach differed somewhat, her combat prowess was in no way inferior to Karon’s.
CRACK!
Of course, that didn’t mean we escaped without casualties.
Undead were sent flying by club strikes, and Karon’s armor bore numerous dents across its surface.
The enemies, witnessing this, rallied their morale.
But then, Jung Han-sung retrieved a staff from his inventory.
It was a staff from the floor where I’d obtained the robe—an item worthy of being called exclusive to dark mages.
Jung Han-sung extended the staff forward.
Ssssshhhhh―.
My mana drained away, flowing into the undead.
Then something extraordinary occurred.
The fallen undead rose again, and the wounds on Karon and Araktar’s bodies rapidly healed.
In an instant, the undead returned to their pristine condition.
“Kuh, kuh-kuh-kuh.”
The enemies’ frenzied momentum visibly shattered.
This was precisely why undead were so troublesome.
Unless completely annihilated or the caster’s mana depleted, they could continuously regenerate.
Ultimately, the enemies couldn’t recover their broken momentum, and within mere minutes, every last one lay motionless on the ground.
―May I eat them?
Onyx asked eagerly, his excitement evident.
Jung Han-sung shook his head.
“Not this time. These are for the undead to use.”
―What?
“They need equipment upgrades too. Don’t you see how worn everything is? I’ll give you the leftovers, so wait.”
At Jung Han-sung’s words, Onyx showed his displeasure but said nothing in protest.
“Everyone, grab equipment that fits your size.”
At my command, the undead immediately began collecting the remaining gear as the monster corpses vanished.
That’s when the message appeared.
[The tenth wave has ended]
Since I’d completed the objective, I expected a completion message to appear next.
That assumption was quickly proven wrong.
[You may continue with additional waves or end here]
[Will you accept the challenge?]
Instead of a mission completion message, a prompt asking whether I wanted to continue appeared.
But the messages didn’t stop there.
[The First Witch has placed additional rewards on the twentieth wave]
[The Archer Who Pierced the Sun has placed additional rewards on the twenty-fifth wave]
[The Indomitable Historian has placed additional rewards on the final wave]
Increasingly incomprehensible messages appeared in succession.
―A trial from the gods.
That’s when Onyx spoke.
“A trial from the gods?”
―Yes. The gods dwelling in this Tower occasionally impose trials upon mortals climbing it. They’re difficult, but those who overcome them receive great rewards.
“Why?”
Onyx answered simply.
―Because it’s entertaining.
“…Entertaining?”
―Yes. It’s a form of amusement for the gods.
I let out a hollow laugh at those words.
So they dangle rewards to tempt challengers? Telling me not to give up at the tenth wave but to keep fighting?
“That’s amusing.”
I smiled slightly. Then, looking at the message floating in the air, I spoke.
“I accept the challenge.”

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