Chapter 66 – A Fight Won Before It Began

The moment the battle began, it was already over.

Urgrik, the Bloodied Blade, let out a guttural roar, his twin daggers flashing in the dim cavern light. His minions responded instantly—goblins surged forward, weapons raised, bloodlust in their eyes.

But Kyung-min…

He barely moved.

Instead—his fingers flicked.

🔹 [Summon Skeletons – Activated]

Fifteen undead warriors emerged.

Their bony frames rattled against the stone floor, eyes flickering with cold, undead light. They stood in perfect formation—an army of the dead standing between their master and his prey.

Urgrik's red eyes narrowed. His lips curled into a snarl.

This wasn't a fight.

This was slaughter.

Five Minutes of Terror

The battlefield erupted.

🔹 **Goblin Fighters rushed forward—**only to be torn apart by Skeleton Warriors in a brutal clash of steel.

🔹 **Goblin Rogues flickered into the shadows—**but the moment they reappeared, Skeleton Reapers struck first. Cloaked in death, they sliced through the would-be assassins before they could land a single blow.

🔹 **The Goblin Shaman shrieked, raising its staff—**but before it could utter a spell, an arrow lodged in its throat. A Skeleton Archer had already fired.

🔹 **A Goblin Wolf Rider tried to charge, its beast snarling—**only for a Skeleton Mage to raise its hand, a pulse of dark magic sending the beast crumbling into dust.

And at the center of it all—

Urgrik stood alone.

His warband, his loyal soldiers, his shamans and assassins—all gone in minutes.

The Goblin Captain's breathing grew ragged.

He bared his fangs.

And then—he ran.

No Escape

Urgrik's body flickered—

[Shadow Step – Activated]

In the blink of an eye, he vanished.

Only to reappear behind Kyung-min, daggers raised—

A mistake.

The instant his foot touched the ground—a skeletal scythe sliced across his abdomen.

Urgrik's body convulsed. His attack never landed.

A deep, gurgling snarl escaped his throat as he staggered back, clutching his bleeding stomach.

A Skeleton Reaper stood before him, head tilted, empty sockets unfeeling.

Urgrik's breath hitched.

This wasn't a fight.

This was execution.

He lifted his daggers again, blood pouring from his wounds. He let out one final, desperate war cry—

Only to be pierced from all directions.

A blade through the chest.

An arrow in his throat.

A scythe through his back.

A surge of dark magic swallowing his flesh whole.

Urgrik shuddered.

Then—he collapsed.

🔹 [Dungeon Boss Defeated!]

🔹 [You have gained a level!]

Kyung-min exhaled, rolling his wrist as he dismissed his summons. Their job was done.

And just like that—the fight was over.

A Shocking Revelation

The rest of the team stood frozen.

Joo-hyuk's shield was still raised, as if expecting another attack.

Min-seok hadn't even swung his sword yet.

Da-jung's chant had died in her throat.

And Eun-ha?

She stared at the empty battlefield, her hands trembling.

"...What level are you?"

Her voice was steady, but Kyung-min could hear the underlying disbelief.

He turned slightly, his expression unreadable beneath his mask.

Then—he answered.

"Eight."

Silence.

The party members stared.

Even Min-seok—who was **Level 9—**looked stunned.

Da-jung's lips parted. "That's… impossible."

Joo-hyuk clenched his jaw. "Even at Level …10 that shouldn't be possible."

Kyung-min didn't reply.

He let them think what they wanted.

Then—

One of them hesitated before speaking. "…Are you a summoner?"

Kyung-min tilted his head. "Just got the skill."

It was the truth.

But it wasn't the whole truth.

The team exchanged glances, but they didn't push further.

They already knew.

This wasn't a normal E-Rank awakener.

And even if they asked—he wouldn't answer.

Fair Rewards

Eun-ha finally broke the silence.

She sighed, her posture relaxing slightly as she rubbed the bridge of her nose. "…At the very least, take some of the gold."

Kyung-min arched a brow beneath his mask.

"I don't need it."

Eun-ha exhaled. "That's not the point. You carried this fight—if we take all the rewards, we'd be shameless."

Joo-hyuk nodded. "She's right. At least take half."

Kyung-min clicked his tongue.

"So I get less EXP and now I'm getting bribed with gold?"

He almost scoffed—but instead, he shook his head.

"Distribute it evenly."

They blinked.

"…What?"

Kyung-min shrugged. "You came here as a party. Keep it that way."

A moment of silence passed before Eun-ha smiled slightly.

"…Alright."

She distributed the gold among the group.

Kyung-min, however, did have one request.

"I'll take the twin daggers."

Eun-ha arched a brow. "The boss's drop?"

Kyung-min nodded. "It'll be useful."

She glanced at the daggers, then at him, before finally sighing. "Fine. They're yours."

He took the weapons, storing them in his Dimensional Ring.

And just like that—the dungeon was finished.

The Exit

The glowing portal awaited them.

Their way out.

Eun-ha turned to the group. "A five-man team usually doesn't go past Floor 2. We'll leave for now."

Joo-hyuk nodded. "Agreed."

Da-jung stretched, exhausted. "I'm ready to get out of here."

Eun-ha then turned to Kyung-min. "What about you?"

Kyung-min glanced at the portal.

He had learned what he needed to.

"I'm leaving."

No one was surprised.

One of the quieter party members whispered under their breath.

"…He could solo. Why would he need us?"

Kyung-min heard it.

He didn't respond.

Without another word, he stepped through the portal.

And vanished.

Outside the Dungeon

The team emerged moments later.

They took a deep breath, stretching, adjusting their equipment—relieved to be back in reality.

Eun-ha turned toward Kyung-min.

"…Would you join us again?"

A simple question.

Kyung-min's gaze lingered on her for a moment.

Then—he smirked.

That was all the answer they got.

And just like that—he walked away.

The Ride Back – A Reminder of the Past

Kyung-min walked to the spot where he had last stepped out of his car.

Before he could even reach it, the sleek black sedan rolled up, coming to a smooth stop right in front of him.

His butler stepped out, his posture as composed as ever, and pulled open the door.

"Welcome back, Young Master."

Kyung-min didn't reply immediately. Instead, he cast a glance over his shoulder.

His team—**no, his former party—**watched him leave, talking among themselves. Their voices were hushed, but he could still catch a few scattered words.

"...He's way beyond our level."

"Seriously, what the hell was that? He soloed the boss in minutes."

"Level 7… That's a lie, right?"

"...If he could do all that now, how strong was he before?"

He let out a quiet breath before stepping into the car.

Just as the door was about to shut—