Chapter 91
Chapter 91
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: Monster Wave (3)
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The incident was quickly contained.
Mouths were sealed to prevent any further chatter about it, and the Dangun Guild members busied themselves with reorganization, pretending as if nothing had happened...
But they couldn't help being profoundly affected by the overwhelming power they had just witnessed.
And so, I entered the central tent—reserved solely for the guild master—and sat before Dangun Cheonje Dangun Ji-hyeok, along with the two S-rank hunters, the 3rd Team Leader and the 4th Team Leader.
"A Mythic-grade weapon."
Dangun Cheonje spoke while staring at his trembling hands. He had thought he'd blocked it perfectly. In fact, he'd done so without taking a single point of damage.
Yet an immense shock and force had radiated from the spear, along with the myth's very will seeping into him.
His trembling hands weren't shaking from the spear's power. It was because he'd sensed the weapon's staggering rank and story through its will.
"No, more than that. An Origin-grade relic, perhaps?"
I shook my head. Azazel had clearly said the Spear of Longinus was still sealed.
If fully unleashed, it might reach Origin-grade. After all, it was one of the three divine artifacts held by the massive collective of gods known as .
And it was the weapon that had slain Heaven's supreme god, no less.
So its potential was undeniable, but for now, it remained a Mythic-grade weapon.
"Whatever it is, it's insane. Who would've thought the ace you were hiding was something this nuts."
Dangun Cheonje shook his head in disbelief, then looked at me with evident concern.
It wasn't hard to guess what he was worried about or thinking.
"I get what you're thinking, but this is something no one can steal from me, even if they kill me. It's not called Mythic-grade for nothing. Even if flies swarm and try to take me down, they couldn't claim it. That's why I hid it under this mismatched mask and armor in the first place."
I gestured to the colorless mask and the golden-glowing armor as I said this.
Dangun Ji-hyeok nodded, realizing I wasn't some careless fool, and let it go.
"So what brings you here? Our alliance only kicked in after that imoogi showed up, didn't it?"
The 4th and 5th Team Leaders were the ones startled by his words.
"Guild Master, what are you saying...?"
"The imoogi? You mean that massive serpent slumbering on Baekdu Mountain?"
I ignored them and got to my point.
"The Spear of Longinus is an activation-type weapon. To land a proper fatal blow on that imoogi, I need to keep activating it until it appears. But once I start, I won't be able to move."
Understanding the implication, he nodded.
"You planned to do it in hiding, but you didn't expect Zone 35 to be such an open field. Fair enough—no one knows everything. You want protection?"
"Yes. And on top of that, just bring me a few monsters to rack up minimal contribution so I don't get kicked out forcibly."
Dangun Ji-hyeok nodded readily and granted permission. With that spear, it could surely deliver a critical hit even to a weakened imoogi.
'No, maybe even to one in perfect condition...'
Unable to suppress his curiosity, he had to ask.
"Just now... how much activation was that?"
It was destructive power even A-rank hunters wouldn't dare block. At that level, it had to be at least 30% activated, right?
Dangun Cheonje's assumption crumbled at my answer.
"5%."
"What...? That was just 5%?"
"It's a Mythic-grade weapon. A spear bearing the karma of slaying gods. At 70%, it can kill one."
At my words, Dangun Ji-hyeok and the two team leaders—all six eyes—turned to the Spear of Longinus embedded upside down beside me. That spear, which looked nothing but sacred, could slay gods!
"Unbelievable. Even I, world rank 3, who's cleared up to stage 64, don't have a Mythic-grade weapon—and here an E- rank hunter has one."
"Got lucky. Had a fateful encounter. Want one? I could sell you another Mythic-grade if you can pay."
Greed and desire flickered in Dangun Ji-hyeok's eyes at my words. Even he couldn't resist coveting a Mythic-grade relic.
"How much? What's the price? Do you have it?"
"I don't have it on me. But I'm connected to a Rank 0 merchant. Minimum 5,000 black or white coins."
Everyone's jaws dropped at my response.
What were black and white coins? The kind you might barely earn one of through massive feats worthy of Abyss records?
"You... paid that?"
"Yes. For reference, this spear cost 9,999."
"Did you raid a god's vault or something? No, even gods couldn't amass that much!"
Well, not gods, but the Golden Goblins' vault. Technically, I slaughtered them and took it all. Killing them netted me those coins in the first place.
He let out a deflated sigh, as if the steam had gone out of him, then relaxed his posture and shook his head.
"Talking to you just gives me a headache. I'll assign you a tent. Get started. The rest will handle themselves to support you. 5th Team Leader, guide him to an empty tent."
"...Understood."
I stood and followed the man called the 5th Team Leader to the tent.
"Impressive."
As I reached the tent and was about to enter, the 5th Team Leader stopped me with a single remark.
"That was shocking. A Mythic-grade weapon. You call it luck, but you must've gone through hell to get your hands on it."
Did I...? It felt pretty easy. Sure, I had the coins and Goldie, the Golden Goblin King, making it possible. I won the bet with Goldring easily and bought it at full price without haggling.
Super easy, right?
Of course, I didn't say that aloud.
I was just grateful the mask hid my smirking face.
"You're still way below me as a hunter, but I acknowledge you. As a Dangun Guild team leader, I need to befriend talent. We're the best! We always mingle with the best! In that sense, you've got the qualities to befriend."
This guy was riding high on Dangun Guild hype too. I let out a hollow chuckle and shook his offered hand.
As we shook, he patted my shoulder with his other hand. Mimicking Dangun Ji-hyeok's habit? Impressive in multiple ways.
"Name's Han San-woong. Won't ask yours... You're hiding your identity for a reason. Next time we meet, we'll greet and take it slow."
I smiled lightly as the boisterous man departed, then entered the tent.
The interior was spotless. Empty, basically. Just a simple bed and portable toilet—nothing else.
But that was no issue. I had everything I needed, and I had only one job now.
I reverted the uncomfortable armor to bracelet form and removed the mask.
This expensive magitech tent wouldn't let anyone I hadn't authorized enter, and the lock system added another layer, so exposing my face was low-risk.
I changed into comfortable clothes and began activating the spear.
The condition for activation was simple: keep the spear in contact with my body and don't move beyond a certain distance.
Yeah, staying inside this tent should be fine.
Time acceleration was on cooldown for an hour since I just used it.
"Gotta do that grind again."
To hit 100% activation, I'd suffered for 18 straight days. I was on the verge of madness back then.
Couldn't eat, sleep, or even shit—barely held on with potion buffs.
One slip-up, and Azazel's schemes could've ruined everything.
At least I could sleep this time? Small mercies.
And so, I hunkered down in the tent and began preparations.
Soon after, the wave started.
The message appeared before every hunter in every zone. China's Zones 1-30, Korea's 31-40, Russia's 41-50—regardless, it showed for all.
Yet no one tensed or worried. History had repeated it enough times: early waves were a breeze, nothing to fret over.
Monsters began appearing in the distance. Hunters charged at the dust-raising horde.
Just regular-rank mobs, low-grade at that. A nuisance to veteran hunters here, and not too tough for low-rankers either.
In a mere 30 minutes, nearly 10,000 monsters were massacred. No corpses left—they all dissolved into light, heading straight to Baekdu Mountain's peak.
The point of this monster wave was singular: to build the imoogi on Baekdu Mountain's ascension karma.
Dead monsters or hunters—bodies and souls alike didn't linger. All absorbed as the imoogi's karma.
That's why it rampaged like this every 10 years without lifting a claw.
Naturally, slain monsters built less karma than hunters, even if life's value and soul rank were equal.
Whether obeying the imoogi's command or not made the difference. Or so they say—I don't know the details. If it hadn't been subjugated in my past life and ascended to dragonhood... half the planet would've been toast.
Dragons were among the absolute top races across the entire Abyss, fingers on one hand short of counting them.
No casualties. D-ranks and up usually joined these waves, so injuries were minimal—just a few careless scratches.
Shin Juha also took down a few monsters the 5th Team Leader brought, fulfilling his contribution quota.
A day's rest followed. Time flew. The waves progressed smoothly.
The second wave ended in under 3 hours. The third produced the first casualty.
But with high-rankers heeding Dangun Cheonje's call and joining, results were overwhelmingly positive.
Morale was sky-high. Not every major guild participated, but with top-dog Dangun's guild master himself in the mix, worry was nowhere to be found.
The participating hunters' tension eased with each passing day. Blissfully unaware of what was coming.