I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 99

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#Episode 99.
Jung Han-sung furrowed his brow.
The defensive barrier surrounding the area shook violently before flickering with an unstable, anxious light.
It meant the barrier had sustained critical damage.
The reason the barrier—which hadn’t budged even when enemies hammered it relentlessly—had become unstable was simple.
“Self-detonation.”
The enemies that had clung to the barrier had simply triggered explosions.
“The barrier’s power is down to about 10 percent!”
Baek-seol’s voice followed, grave and urgent.
Ten percent meant the barrier was nearly depleted. Even ordinary attacks wouldn’t hold it much longer.
The problem was that more enemies remained.
More precisely, enemies capable of self-detonation.
“Brother! I’ll hold them off!”
Cheon-woong immediately grasped the situation and raised his weapon as he spoke.
Jung Han-sung nodded in response.
“Right. I’m leaving this to you two.”
The situation had unfolded differently than anticipated, but I had no intention of stepping in at this point.
I hadn’t expected them to command undead and employ dangerous techniques like self-detonation, but nothing fundamental had changed.
When the barrier fell, our forces would sustain some casualties, but undead could always be restored later.
‘Besides, both of them need to gain experience in territorial warfare.’
After all, when I’m absent, the battles ahead will fall primarily to them—especially to Baek-seol.
Jung Han-sung then pointed to the Enemy Commander, who had begun chanting another incantation, and spoke.
“That one—capture him alive, no matter what.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Understood!”
With that, Jung Han-sung turned away and headed in a different direction.
―Where are you going?
“To find another one.”
Jung Han-sung answered briefly and kicked off the ground with explosive force.
Crackle!
Lightning erupted as my body surged forward with tremendous speed.
―Another one?
“Right. You were saying it earlier—this looks like a diversion tactic.”
It was unexpected that they possessed not just a distraction but actual means to destroy the barrier, but witnessing their hidden strategy only strengthened my conviction.
The force meant to assault the territory must be hiding in another direction.
―True. With that much firepower, they’d breach the barrier easily.
“Exactly. They probably plan to attack from another direction the moment the barrier breaks.”
Even as Jung Han-sung ran at high speed, I scanned the surroundings meticulously.
“But if the bait commander is this skilled, it means the forces coming are far stronger than I anticipated.”
That earlier one must have been a fairly competent Necromancer Commander.
There were two reasons for thinking this way.
First, despite Jung Han-sung seeing them right before his eyes, he hadn’t recognized that the enemies were undead.
It wasn’t that he’d been careless in his observation.
The enemy must have used some means to disguise the undead as living beings.
And the other reason was the self-destruct spell.
Although it seemed that once used, the undead became permanently irreparable, the destructive power itself was still considerable.
Just from those two things alone, I could tell that this bastard was a fairly skilled Necromancer Commander.
―But couldn’t they have stationed weaker ones on the other side?
“If that were the case, I would’ve retreated after assessing the situation. They must be confident they can conquer us even after confirming our forces, right?”
―Hmm. You have a point.
Onyx flicked his tongue.
―But that’s unfortunate. Weren’t you originally planning to leave everything entirely to your subordinates?
“Well, it can’t be helped. I did anticipate cases like this. Everyone in this area probably established themselves around the same time, so the odds are high that anyone making a move at this point isn’t just an ordinary fellow, right?”
―Either reckless or confident in their abilities. One or the other.
“Exactly. And honestly, even without me stepping in, the Territory wouldn’t have fallen or anything like that.”
―Then why did you decide to step in? To minimize damage?
“That’s part of it, sure.”
I could probably stop them without stepping in myself, but the damage would be quite substantial.
The enemy’s level seemed higher than expected, and it looked like they’d come prepared for a full assault.
“But honestly, more than that….”
Jung Han-sung spoke with a slight grin.
“Just watching from the sidelines made my body itch for action.”
―…So in other words, you stepped in because you were bored?
“I need to finish this quickly so I can climb The Tower faster too.”
―So it was boredom after all.
Jung Han-sung lightly ignored Onyx’s final remark and continued dashing forward.
‘Where could they be?’
If they were waiting for the barrier to break, they definitely wouldn’t be stationed that far away.
The goal would be to push forward quickly before we could respond properly.
After sweeping through about two-thirds of the Territory, a cluster of black dots on a distant hill caught my eye.
Jung Han-sung quickly stopped in his tracks and examined the hill carefully.
“Found them.”
The black dots were undead.
It wasn’t a judgment made from seeing their appearance clearly.
‘Such a putrid aura.’
They weren’t even trying to hide their identity—they were radiating death energy so openly that I recognized them immediately.
“I’m leaving the defense to you.”
―Understood, Master.
Onyx immediately transformed the armor that was essentially an extension of his own body and wrapped it around Jung Han-sung’s entire form.
It was a new transformation ability that had emerged from the process of consuming hundreds of pieces of armor and equipment.
The enemies were quite far away, but their numbers appeared to be around fifty.
Moreover, judging by the level of their spiritual essence, they were far from ordinary undead.
‘They certainly have reason to attack with such confidence.’
I didn’t know exactly where they came from, but they would have been among the most formidable forces in that region.
Jung Han-sung briefly considered summoning undead of his own before shaking his head. Fighting undead with undead held no appeal.
Crackle!
As I slowly bent my knees into a sprinting stance, azure lightning bloomed across my body.
“Hah.”
I exhaled sharply and immediately burst forward toward the Hill visible ahead.
The surrounding landscape blurred past at a terrifying speed.
The black dots lingering on the Hill grew larger and larger until, at some point, I could make out their forms clearly.
Undead standing with expressionless faces, every last one of them.
A writhing black liquid moved across their bodies—it was immediately obvious these were no ordinary undead.
And to me, it was all too familiar.
‘The Evil God.’
In that brief moment, I suddenly understood where these powerful forces had come from.
They were beings empowered by the Evil God.
I could feel its presence distinctly emanating from the black liquid enveloping the undead’s bodies.
‘Is that one the commander?’
Soon, within the slowed time, my eyes found a single man.
Among the expressionless undead, the only one with a ghastly pale face.
What was interesting was that his face resembled the man who had been commanding the other undead earlier.
‘Brothers? Or a clone?’
I didn’t know which. And in the current situation, it hardly mattered.
The enemies were already upon me, and I had only one task.
To sweep them all away.
Boom!
I kicked off the ground and leaped high into the air. From this vantage point, the enemy formation lay spread before me.
Conveniently, I had an ability perfect for this situation—one I couldn’t properly use during the previous trial because its subscription was sealed.
An ability with only six hours of subscription remaining.
I pulled throwing spears from my inventory and began pouring the lightning energy I’d accumulated while running into one of them.
Crackle crackle crackle!
The spear in my hand turned brilliant blue.
The ability I had originally subscribed to next: ‘Breath of the Thunder God’.
Rumble!
Through that ability to infuse weapons with lightning energy, the spear—now a bolt of lightning—plummeted toward where the undead clustered.
The undead at the exact point of impact had no time to react before burning pitch black.
The undead nearby were also struck by the electricity spreading from the spear, their bodies convulsing rigidly as they lost all control.
Boom!
And I still had many spears remaining.
Jung Han-sung hurled the spears he drew forth relentlessly at the ground.
The spears became bolts of lightning that shattered the enemy formation, and only after exhausting every spear did Jung Han-sung land in their midst.
“Guh, gurrgh.”
“Gack, ack.”
Not a single undead standing around him remained unscathed.
Yet, there was one.
One creature had barely survived, surrounded by countless undead.
The man presumed to be leading these undead stood there, pallid and drained of color.
As Jung Han-sung approached him, the man trembled violently and stumbled backward.
But that lasted only a moment.
Realizing he had to stop Jung Han-sung from advancing, the man stretched out one hand and cried out.
“Gather…!”
It wasn’t an incantation. Yet its effect manifested immediately.
Whoooosh!
Black liquid erupted from the eyes, mouths, and wounds of the undead scattered across the ground.
It was a substance as viscous as mud and as cold as darkness itself.
Emitting grotesque sounds, those substances flowed toward the point where the man’s outstretched hand directed them.
Squelch!
Soon they crossed in midair, intertwining and merging before taking on a singular form.
The malice, resentment, and aura of the Evil God possessed by countless undead coalesced into a single shape.
It had no face. Instead, at the center of the writhing mass like lumpy muscle, black flames flickered fiercely.
Observing this form, curiosity stirred within me once more.
Where had these creatures come from? How had they come to harbor the Evil God’s aura? And so forth.
To resolve such questions, I simply needed to dispatch this creature as swiftly as possible.
“Bring it down! Bring it down!”
The man, whose spirit had been utterly broken, saw the creature materialize before him and cried out loudly, his courage restored.
Meanwhile, Jung Han-sung drew a sword instead of a spear and lightly kicked off the ground once more.
That massive creature certainly looked formidable at first glance.
But….
Crackle!
It lacked the oppressive presence of those encountered in the trials.
Jung Han-sung stopped before the enemy’s face and extended one leg forward.
Boom!
The ground resonated fiercely.
The massive enemy’s body shrank back from the momentum radiating outward from him.
Yet soon it raised both arms to crush Jung Han-sung.
Jung Han-sung showed no urgency upon seeing this. He simply swung his sword lightly, unleashing his technique.
Tap―.
Thus the sword’s edge touched the enemy’s body.
Craaaash!
Thunder roared as cracks spiderwebbed outward from the point where the blade made contact.
The creature’s body, composed of black liquid, splattered in all directions before evaporating, and its torso tore apart from within in a violent explosion.
Boom!
As the detonation intensified, the lightning force that had burrowed into its core surged outward savagely, vaporizing every trace of the black liquid.
Crackle.
Electric arcs danced across each fragment scattered on the ground.
A single strike.
It was utterly annihilated.
“Disappointing, really.”
Jung Han-sung flicked his blade clean of blood—not a single drop had touched it—and muttered to himself before approaching the completely stunned Male Ranker. He had barely taken a few steps when—
“I surrender! I surrender!”
The Male Ranker crashed to his knees on the ground, screaming.

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