“Equipment!”
Weed licked his lower lip with his tongue. This was a situation where he was wetting his lips with greed and thirst was rising in his throat.
“While you're like this, I guess I'll gather some Sword Mastery and attack skill proficiency!”
Babaaam!
Crunch! Boom! Whaam!
“EEEK!”
Powowowow!
Engrossing himself in just hunting without thinking of raising his stats for defense, all that was left were the gruesome remains of monsters.
The onlookers following him from behind drifted further and further away.
“Euu…”
“So this is why they say the places where Weed has gone through are sucked dry of monsters.
“To think his personality was this dirty. He isn't saving even a single one and just beating them again and again and again.”
“Did you see just now? He hit a monster that already died another three times before it hit the ground.”
“I've never seen a hunting method that kills monsters like that.”
“His notoriety wasn't just false rumors.”
The onlookers backed off quickly, fearing the human who was hunting with such a dirty nature! Even though they backed off a distance, they could still hear Weed's words. It was a conversation he was having after wiping out five mobs of Dark Knights and disciples of the Embinyu Church.
“Let's fight faster.”
“How?”
“Angry Pebbles, come out.”
Eight premium fire spirits were summoned with his overflowing Mana. The spirits with blazing, red-hot bodies went on their hands and knees before Weed and raised a fiery show as they acted charmingly. It appeared that Weed's control over the spirits had reached it's height.
“Did you call, our creator who is the most outstanding being under this sky!”
“You guys, go play with fire a bit. From the end of the passage on this side, set everything on fire in order.”
“Understood, Master.”
Weed knew about the blocked paths of the complicated underground prison from the expedition. There were traps in the passages and monsters were teeming as well.
“Make sure that you check and only choose the places without people to set on fire,” Weed warned. If a place where parties were hunting was set on fire and they happened to die, he could become a murderer.
“We shall devote our lives to fulfil thy command. It is a great honor that you did not forget us and entrusted this task.”
Dark Knights and monsters were piled up in the blocked passages of the underground prison.
“Rawr.”
“Kekeke.”
The dry air in the passages where the monsters were became hotter and hotter.
“RAAAGGHH!”
Spittle went flying as the monsters suffered! Once the flames rose explosively from the blocked passages, they screamed in anguish as they scrambled out.
“It's the harvest. 15 Chain Strikes!”
Weed killed every flaming monster that emerged.
Like a skilled farmer wielding a sickle, he precisely aimed for the throats, heads, and vital points of the monsters.
“This is the taste of hunting.”
Monsters fell in swathes in front of Weed. When japtem and equips dropped as monsters turned to grey light, Weed sorted the expensive ones and put them onto Yellowy's back even in the middle of fighting. His hands moved with unparalleled business.
“Wah! That's really ridiculous.”
“Is it even possible to hunt like this?”
The onlookers had never seen hunting like this. A normal hunting party would hunt camped out in one corner of the passage or clearing. They would also chat, make food to eat, and take breaks. If the speed of the monster appearances was slow, they would move while doing more hunting. When they did so, the party leader would entrust matters to a Thief, Adventurer, or Assassin, since they had to look for traces of monsters and chase them. Finding monsters well while considering the party members' states was the leader's responsibility. Therefore, knowing the geography and being aware of the characteristics of monsters while raising hunting efficiency was the standard.
However, Weed was different. His hunting range wasn't fixed in a narrow passage or a single spot. He took the characteristic of this enormous underground prison, this dungeon, into consideration and put the entire area around him into his hunting range.
“His EXP must be rising really damn well.”
“Just look at the japtem. His hunting speed is fast so tons of items are also being dropped.”
The onlookers could only be extremely jealous!
This was a hunting method that Weed could only show because his Mana recovery speed had quickened. It was Weed's way to fight while managing his Vitality and Mana well, but there was still an obvious limit. It was also comfortable since he took care of the tricky monsters that were daunting to deal with after Hwaryeong put them to sleep with her Seduction Dance. Thanks to Da'in having impressive skills as a Shaman, she gave very effective support in battle. His Agility increased and his Strength grew as well, enabling him to nullify the attacks of the Dark Knights more precisely. The fighting became comfortable and much easier thanks to Da'in.
One of the parties that had been hunting in the underground prison was taking a break.
“Phew.”
A Warrior wiped the sweat dripping on his forehead. “The level of the monsters here is enormous.”
The Cleric also plopped down without even thinking of smoothing his crumpled robe. “I've got to boast to my friends when we get back to Morata. We're seriously hunting in this underground prison.”
“We oughta be able to hunt even better if we brought teammates…”
“Pft. Don't even say that, 'cause there shouldn't be many people who are hunting while raising their EXP as nicely as we are.”
“We fought a whole seven times in 2 hours. That's an incredible combat record.”
“It's the fastest battling I've had all year. Lots of monsters come out, so it's a really good spot for hunting.”
“It is a bit lacking since we only have 7 party members this time. Next time, let's add another high damage Swordsman and Magician each and try a proper hunt.”
They were chatting while taking a break when 11 vicious Heretic Hunters of the Embinyu Church approached them from the passage.
The party members took up their weapons and rose from their seats.
“They're not giving us a chance to rest.”
“What should we do? There's still some distance between us, so should we run?”
Just when they were worriedly sharing their opinions, a huge creature and people approached the location of the Heretic Hunters. A man equipped with jet-black Talrok's Armor, helmet, and gloves ran in speedily. After him, an old mercenary and three ladies came riding in on a large and brawny black cow.
“Seductive Dance!”
A Dancer who got off the cow distracted the Heretic Hunters as she danced. The Shaman used magic.
“Wavering eyes, amplify horror to make them see what they do not want to see most.”
The willpower of the Heretic Hunters was very vulnerable, and they were men, so their gazes were easily stolen by Hwaryeong's dance. Da'in's high-proficiency magic was invoked in that opening. Da'in didn't even come down from Yellowy's back.
“Embinyu God, hast thou forsaken me?”
“I am a heretic. Judge me!”
While the Heretic Hunters were screaming, Weed brandished his sword. “15 Chain Strikes!”
His swordsmanship didn't back away or halt. With swordsmanship that added to his strength as he advanced, he precisely sliced only the weak points of the Heretic Hunters. His Strength, Agility, and overall fighting ability were amplified due to Dain's buff magic.
“15 Chain Strikes!”
He used effective skills for group hunting without reserve as he bore down on the Heretic Hunters. The Heretic Hunters braced for battle and swung their weapons, but they were helpless. They were cursed every time Weed's sword sliced past, and their bodies burned in flames, insects crawled over them, or their hair turned into stringy snakes. At the end of the battle, Yurin got down from Yellowy and simply picked up the japtem.