I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 86

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#Chapter 86.
When the blade moved, no one reacted to it properly.
Crash―!
The sword’s edge pierced straight through the body of the enemy at the vanguard and swept through those behind it as well.
But that was merely the beginning.
Jung Han-sung walked through the slowed time alone, striking the enemy horde from all directions.
Bang, bang―!
The darkened enemies’ bodies were far more durable than ordinary monsters, but the impact went somewhere.
Each time Jung Han-sung swung his blade, the monsters were sent flying in all directions, and instead of blood, thick black liquid streamed from their bodies.
Tap!
The undead didn’t miss the opening their master had created and charged at the enemies.
The enemies couldn’t fully concentrate on the undead rushing at them so openly.
After all, Jung Han-sung was tearing through their ranks at an incredible speed.
Thus, Karon and Araktar, who had been charging from the front, rammed into the enemies without any interference.
Crash!
“Grraahhh―!”
Only then did the enemies burst forth with the anger they had been suppressing and began engaging the charging undead.
But that didn’t help the overall situation much.
Crack!
With the aggression dispersed, Jung Han-sung could rampage even more freely.
In less than five minutes, a third of the enemy horde vanished.
“Huff.”
But everything has an end.
After tearing through the enemy lines for a while, Jung Han-sung fell back and caught his ragged breath.
The divine technique granted overwhelming power in an instant, but its duration wasn’t very long.
Usually the battle ended before the duration ran out, so there was no real problem.
But this time was different.
‘Abnormally durable and fast. High regeneration too.’
Though I had swept away a third of the enemies in five minutes, considering my current power and the undead’s level, it was ‘merely’ a third.
If I had displayed this level of power during the twenty-ninth wave, I could have eliminated them all in three minutes, let alone five.
It meant the enemies’ level was that high.
“Grrr…”
“Kehehek!”
The monsters, belatedly noticing that Jung Han-sung had fallen back, let out sounds like mockery.
The undead also began to falter immediately once Jung Han-sung withdrew.
Araktar and Karon managed to hold back the strengthened monsters sufficiently.
But the undead under their command were clearly being pushed back compared to the enemies.
On top of that, several monsters that had fallen rose again and rejoined the fray.
Just as the battle situation was on the verge of being reversed.
Crackle―!
Han-sung moved forward once more.
Several monsters witnessed his advance, yet none displayed any sign of concern.
They believed that having already expended his full strength once, he could not possibly demonstrate the same overwhelming power as before.
A deafening roar erupted—!
But that assumption shattered the moment Han-sung kicked off the ground and charged forward, his blade singing through the air.
Crackling electricity burst forth—!
With azure lightning crackling across his entire body, Han-sung carved through the enemy ranks anew, showing little difference compared to his initial assault.
If anything, his newfound mastery only intensified his dominance over the creatures.
Han-sung exerted no unnecessary strain, nor did he need to squeeze out reserves of power that didn’t exist.
‘The channel combination is quite effective.’
The newly added playlist function allowed the channels he subscribed to simultaneously to fulfill their roles perfectly.
And there was one more thing.
The playlist possessed an unexpected benefit he hadn’t anticipated.
[‘The Survival playlist channels create synergy through their combination, increasing efficiency by 10%’]
Just as the message that suddenly appeared indicated, the efficiency of channels subscribed through the playlist had increased.
The playlist was far more than merely a convenience feature.
‘I’ll need to examine this more thoroughly later.’
With that thought, Han-sung continued weaving through the enemy forces.
Whenever his stamina and mana depleted, he would fall back and focus entirely on recovery.
As this cycle repeated, the enemies accumulated damage continuously, while Han-sung sustained almost no injuries.
This was because the undead could regenerate indefinitely as long as he supplied them with mana.
Meanwhile, despite their enhancements, monsters remained living creatures.
A severed neck or destroyed heart meant death, and even with exceptional regenerative abilities, they could not restore limbs that had been cleanly severed.
At this rate, the final wave would conclude without difficulty.
Or so he didn’t think.
‘Not yet.’
Han-sung sliced through a pitch-black ogre as the thought crossed his mind.
The tide of battle had undoubtedly turned completely in his favor.
Yet the unease refused to dissipate—like a thorn lodged in his throat.
His instincts spoke clearly: what lay before his eyes was not the whole picture.
‘Considering the traps from before, the probability of something else lurking here is quite high.’
The Evil God’s previous traps had followed the same pattern.
A menacing threat would be placed, and only after overcoming it would the true trap spring forth.
So this time, Han-sung had deliberately held back his strongest weapon.
“Grraaahhh!”
After approximately ten minutes had passed, most of the enemies lay sprawled across the ground, leaving only a single Twin-Headed Ogre remaining.
Powerful enough to endure alone for several minutes, the creature was finally showing signs of its limits.
At this point, the undead alone could fell it without Han-sung’s direct intervention.
Yet as the undead tightened their encirclement—
“Grrrrk, grrk!”
The Ogre suddenly let out a pained groan, then threw its head back and wrenched its mouth wide open.
A deep, guttural rumble echoed through the chamber.
In the next instant, the corpses of monsters scattered across the floor began to dissolve into a viscous black liquid, which was then sucked into the Ogre’s gaping maw.
Watching this unfold, Jung Han-sung realized what was coming.
The moment the Ogre began its aberrant behavior, my anxiety had reached its peak.
A sharp, crackling sound split the air.
My undead didn’t stand idle—they swung their weapons with fury, but the attacks proved utterly ineffective.
Meanwhile, the aura emanating from the Ogre skyrocketed exponentially, and its massive frame continued to swell.
Even combining all the monsters I’d felled before, none possessed the ominous presence I felt radiating from the Ogre now.
―That is…!
At that moment, I heard Onyx cry out in alarm.
“What?”
―I sense divinity! It’s not merely absorbing the others! Its rank is ascending in real time!
Onyx’s shock was justified.
This was a considerable investment of power from the Evil God himself.
It wasn’t simply a monster enhancement—the Evil God had infused it with his own divine essence.
A method far too potent for mere use on the 50th Floor.
“So in other words, he’s overextended himself quite a bit?”
―Precisely. From the aura I sense, the power granted by divinity is immortality. Even if you sever its neck or destroy its heart, it will recover endlessly.
Hearing Onyx’s assessment greatly aided my decision-making.
“Then I simply won’t give it time to recover.”
I unleashed the power I’d deliberately reserved until this final moment.
‘Rodos.’
I summoned Rodos.
A radiant brilliance erupted from my right hand, bathing everything around me in white light.
The luminescence converged into a single point, taking the form of a blade.
Grasping its hilt with both hands, I drew upon every ounce of mana stored within the runes and poured it into the sword.
―Grrrraaaaaahhhhh!
The creature—no longer merely an Ogre, having absorbed nearly everything around it and swollen to nearly five meters in height—unleashed a horrific shriek.
The sheer force of that roar caused my undead to falter and retreat.
Yet I could sense it instinctively—the anxiety and desperation woven into that cry.
It raised its six newly-sprouted arms and brought them crashing down toward me.
“Hah.”
In response, I assumed a stance of perfect form.
The Divine Blade Rodos unleashed tremendous power even when wielded casually and swung with moderate effort.
Yet Rodos was still a blade.
Its destructive potential could be amplified depending on how it was employed.
“Rodos—Deploy.”
As I stood in perfect form and the power dwelling within Rodos erupted explosively,
I raised the blade transformed into a pillar of light and unleashed the Soul-Shattering Sword.
─────!
At that very moment, a colossal beam of light consumed the enemy.
The grotesquely enlarged monster writhed as if resisting, but the pillar of light disintegrated its body down to the molecular level.
Screeeeee―.
When the pillar of light vanished, only black ash remained in its place.
Onyx fell silent for a long moment, as if at a loss for words, before finally speaking.
―Good heavens.
“It can’t regenerate from that state, right?”
―There’s no way it could! Truly, that monster was something else. It wasn’t nearly this powerful before, was it?
“I’d accumulated far more power than last time.”
Even when I first used it, the overwhelming force annihilated an entire orc tribe in a single strike, but this time the power was at least ten times stronger than then.
I had stockpiled my strength to its limit through countless battles.
Without that level of accumulated power, it would have been impossible to reduce that immortal monster to ash in a single blow.
Jung Han-sung straightened his posture and murmured.
“Hmm. But is this really the end?”
―It looks completely finished to anyone’s eyes.
“Still, I can’t let my guard down. How many times has it caught me off guard already? And it’s unlikely that creature would be ignorant of Rodos.”
―That’s… a fair point.
Onyx, who had initially thought the concern excessive, found himself agreeing as he listened to Jung Han-sung’s reasoning.
“Just to be safe, I should clean up all that ash first.”
Jung Han-sung retrieved a large box from his inventory and ordered the undead to gather the ash inside it.
But then.
Whoooosh!
The moment the undead approached the ash, the black particles surged upward violently, engulfing it.
The undead holding the box staggered, then its entire body turned black, and it suddenly glared at Jung Han-sung with glowing crimson eyes.
“Turn Undead.”
The instant Jung Han-sung saw this, he reflexively withdrew his mana from the undead.
The undead immediately collapsed to the ground.
[The final wave has ended]
A message appeared simultaneously.
“Huh? It’s over?”
―It seems that was the last trick it had prepared.
“That? It wasn’t even particularly threatening.”
―That’s… true, it didn’t seem to be.
“I thought it had prepared something grand, but it turned out rather anticlimactic.”
Onyx nodded in agreement with Jung Han-sung’s assessment.
For the Evil God, it was maddening.
The layered traps prepared with such elaborate care had been dismantled far too easily.
In truth, this trap only seemed trivial to Jung Han-sung; objectively speaking, it was by no means a simple threat.
The monsters that the Evil God had personally enhanced with his own divine power were of a level that even dozens of ordinary Awakeners could not approach.
The familiar summoned through divine descent possessed enough strength to withstand even a divine blade’s assault.
Had Jung Han-sung not wielded Rodos stacked to its limit and unfurled the Soul-Shattering Sword, it surely would have endured.
Beyond that, I had even woven a vicious curse into the very fabric of its being—one that would devour the flesh of anyone foolish enough to approach too closely.
All of it was dismantled.
Thoroughly.
“Well, it seems this time I merely dabbled with half-measures.”
―Next time, I could prepare far more sinister traps.
“Exactly.”
Unaware of this, Jung Han-sung discussed with Onyx how they must exercise greater caution in the future.
And immediately after.
[Conditions met. Additional rewards from Unyielding History have been granted.]
[Conditions met. Special rewards from the Master of Ten Thousand Demons have been granted.]
Along with the messages, two rewards materialized before Jung Han-sung.

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