The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player Novel - Chapter 167
Chapter 167 – Why is That Guy Here?
“It’s Lost Yak.”
At that moment, Min Juri lifted her eyes in surprise.
“Your nickname was Lost Yak?”
“Yes.”
“I just knew it now.”
Since things had come to this point, he decided to reveal his nickname.
He couldn’t hide it forever.
“Of course, this isn’t even my real nickname.”
It’s still premature to claim to be Black Scythe.
There’s no point in drawing unnecessary attention.
“There might be people who hold resentment towards Black Scythe; revealing my identity is dangerous.”
His younger brother could become a target if he reveals his identity.
There are no benefits in revealing his identity.
“So it’s better for the truth about Black Scythe to be revealed later.”
Instead, he decided to use the name Lost Yak.
Anyway, even if he reveals his nickname, no one can find him in the other world.
“To track me, they would need to know the customized appearance as well.”
Initially, it was the nickname of someone who had already died, so they wouldn’t be able to find him anyway.
“Miss Democracy, Mr. Lost Yak. Welcome. Please sit here for now. Before other followers arrive, let’s talk quietly.”
“Who else is coming?”
“Of course. We have quite a few people interested in our religion.”
The four sitting down started talking.
“Do you reside in Seoul?”
“Yes. It only took me an hour to get here.”
“That’s right. Thank you for coming from so far away. I suppose both of you have feelings of love and respect for Black Scythe, right?”
“Oh, it’s not exactly love…”
The conversation was mainly led by Heo Taeseok and Min Juri.
Ryu Min just listened in silence.
Initially, he didn’t show much interest and didn’t have much to say.
“There’s something I always wanted to ask upon meeting Miss Democracy.”
“What is it?”
“Are you in a relationship with Black Scythe in any way?”
“Huh? Really?”
“Really?”
“Oh, no, of course not!”
While Min Juri shouted, she glanced at Ryu Min.
“Why is she looking at me like that?”
Heo Taeseok asked again, scratching his head.
“Huh? Wasn’t it?”
“No, of course not.”
“And you haven’t had real contact with Black Scythe?”
“No, I haven’t. I haven’t met Black Scythe other than in the other world.”
With a bewildered expression, Heo Taeseok finally believed her and clapped.
“Haha, sorry. Since I first saw you, you’ve always been together, so I thought you were a couple… Fortunately, it was a misunderstanding.”
Although Min Juri showed a strange expression upon hearing the word “fortunately,” Heo Taeseok didn’t pay attention.
“So, the companion you went to Nigeria with wasn’t Miss Democracy?”
“I’ve never been to Nigeria in my life.”
“I see. That’s fortunate…”
“But why is this house so old? We came expecting a grand altar, but…”
Min Juri, angry at her luck, pointed at the building.
“This is the house our deceased grandmother used to live in. We knocked down the walls and made some improvements to make it more spacious.”
“Ah… I see.”
While Min Juri became uncomfortable, people began entering one after another.
Although all were unfamiliar faces, from their appearances, it was clear they were players.
Thus, people gathered, exceeding ten in number.
At a certain moment, suddenly, 15 people entered, whispering among themselves.
They were none other than Jo Yong-ho’s group.
“Hello! All of us want to join the Church of Death,” they said.
“Oh, welcome.”
When Jo Yong-ho’s group entered, the space that had seemed empty before suddenly became cramped.
“Jo Yong-ho’s appearance is the same in reality,” someone thought.
Thinking that, they encountered an unexpected neighbor.
“That person, isn’t she the celebrity Seo Arin?”
“Wow, I’m really seeing Seo Arin in person!”
The newcomer was Seo Arin.
With her growing popularity, she was easy to recognize.
“Oh, is Seo Arin here?”
“Miss Arin?”
“Yes, Miss Arin. Isn’t her face just like yours? I definitely hoped she would come, I was believing it!”
“You made a promise, so you must keep it.”
While Seo Arin responded shyly, her gaze suddenly turned towards them.
“Eh? Oh… is it you, Ryu Min?”
Ryu Min, trying to change the atmosphere, awkwardly smiled. “Haha… hi.”
“What are you doing here? Are you also interested in Black Scythe?”
“No, I just came to take a look.”
“I never expected to run into you here.”
“Neither did I.”
“But the person next to you seems very familiar…”
When Seo Arin murmured that while looking at Min Juri, Eom Jun-seok suddenly intervened.
“That’s the Goddess of Democracy.”
“Goddess of Democracy? Is she the Buffer?”
“Yes, she’s the Goddess of Democracy.”
“Oh, nice to meet you. Somehow, you look strangely similar to the face from another world.”
Saying that, Seo Arin sneakily approached Min Juri and whispered.
“Hey, I have something that intrigues me…”
“Yes?”
“Are you by any chance in contact with Black Scythe in reality?”
“No, I’ve never met him.”
“Oh, really?”
Seo Arin’s expression changed suddenly.
Ryu Min, trying to change the atmosphere, asked, “Arin, what about Director Ahn and President Ma? Didn’t they come with you?”
“I suggested they come, but they said they weren’t interested, so I came alone.”
Upon hearing the response, Ryu Min sighed.
“Of course, they have no reason to come, considering them rivals of Black Scythe.”
At that moment, Min Juri, with surprised eyes, asked:
“You… how do you know actress Seo Arin?”
“We’re neighbors. She lives on the floor above my house. She’s also the celebrity affiliated with the company I invested in.”
“Oh, really?”
Min Juri observed Seo Arin silently for a while.
Reading her thoughts, she noticed a cautious look.
“Don’t worry, Juri. I’m too old to have a relationship with anyone else.”
She looked around and noticed that about thirty people had gathered and were chatting animatedly.
“They’ve gathered quite a bit.”
There was no need to think too much about the Church of Death.
It was simply a social gathering of Black Scythe enthusiasts.
“They’ve organized this event just to attract their followers, I suppose.”
Not being a true deity but a group of people worshiping an individual, there wasn’t much more than conversation in this gathering of thirty people.
Tick-tock.
Checking the wall clock, she realized that the agreed-upon time had quickly passed.
Slowly, Heo Taeseok, who considered himself ready to proceed, placed his feet on the altar he had made himself, called “단상” (altar).
“Well, hello, everyone. I am Heo Taeseok, founder and leader of the religion of the Four Gods. My nickname is Old Not Gays, and I am currently a level 45 mage.”
As he began speaking, the murmurs decreased, and soon, a quiet silence fell.
“Thank you for joining the religion of the Four Gods. Everyone must already know that the religion of the Four Gods worships Lord Black Scythe. First, let me tell you how I came to admire Lord Black Scythe…”
Although the story went on, no one averted their gaze from Heo Taeseok. Despite sharing his sincere personal story and the hardships he faced in his student life, no one got bored. His voice was persuasive and authentic.
Ryu Min, seeing Heo Taeseok for the first time, was internally impressed.
“Surprisingly, he has a talent for sermons.”
He wasn’t as introverted as he thought. When it came to Lord Black Scythe, he spoke passionately and changed as if possessed by a spirit.
“Yes, Lord Black Scythe has been a great source of enlightenment in my life. I firmly believe that he is the savior who will end the despair of this world and the only light. I found that there are more people who share my thoughts by founding Sasin…”
At that moment, knocks interrupted the sermon. Turning around, they saw a man entering with crutches.
“Oh, isn’t he… Joo Sung-taek?”
Ryu Min was surprised to see Joo Sung-taek, the serial killer who rivaled Ma Gyeong-rok and Hong Seon-ah in the rankings along with him.
“Why is that guy here?”
Joo Sung-taek was also a member of Play Stay Bae, so he might have come after seeing a promotional announcement.
“But I don’t think he’s the type capable of following Black Scythe.”
He had a feeling that there was something more behind his visit, something related to revenge against Hwang Yong-min, who had turned him into a disabled person.
“That guy. He’s come to find me.”
In reality, he had come for revenge against Hwang Yong-min, who had made him disabled.
“It seems like you came all the way here thinking you could find me where players gather.”
There was no interest at all in Black Scythe.
“Good Lord, is the rookie okay? He doesn’t look good.”
Seeing Joo Sung-taek’s cold gaze, Eom Jun-seok put a hand on his shoulder, but…
“Don’t touch me. I’m going to kill him.”
Faced with Joo Sung-taek’s brusque response, Eom Jun-seok could only smile uncomfortably and step back.
People had varied expressions upon seeing the situation. Some murmured disapprovingly, while others looked compassionately, wondering how difficult it must be for him.
Reading those looks and the atmosphere, Joo Sung-taek fueled his anger like a chimney with firewood.
-Are these Baloms looking at people like this? Do I look pathetic? I’m so angry that I think I’m going to kill them all.
It’s worth getting angry.
If he finds himself in a situation where he feels sympathy, that might be the case.
He might feel angry and want to kill someone.
“The problem is that he’s a serial killer who easily kills people.”
Instead of just thinking about it, you might as well put it into practice.
“If you use Corpse Explosion in such a narrow space, there will be significant casualties.”
If something happens, everyone could die.
Because Corpse Explosion is such a powerful skill.
‘I’m anxious…’
Should we leave this guy who looks like a ticking time bomb like this?
Or should we stop him?
The concerns didn’t last long.
Because his distorted thoughts were transmitted.
-Damn, there’s none. I checked every face, but there wasn’t a bastard who made me like this. I wasted my time, fuck off. Are you going to kill the unfortunate bastards here?
When he heard the voice, he felt that it was sincere.
“It’s dangerous to fight here.”
Ryu Min felt the need to lure the guy outside and whispered to Min Juri.
“I need to go to the bathroom for a moment.”
“Yes, come back.”
Whether Ryu Min went out or not, people were solely focused on Heo Taeseok’s sermon.
Without even knowing what Joo Sung-taek was thinking.
‘What if I quickly kill three people, secure their corpses, and then use Corpse Explosion enhanced with the [Soul Save] skill I recently learned? I could kill all the bastards here.
There are a lot of people, but at most, they are at the same level as you.
You won’t have the spirit or capacity to face a sudden surprise attack.
“If I do well, I can kill them all cleanly and leave.”
To Joo Sung-taek, killing people had few benefits.
At best, can you save souls and then use enhanced skills without having to save souls separately?
There was a risk that there were many, but Joo Sung-taek was inclined to kill people.
Because he didn’t like the pitiful eyes that looked at him.
‘Damn. It seems like I’m mocking things that don’t even appear in the rankings, so we’ll see. What is the disabled person you ignored doing? Tsk tsk.’
When I think about how people’s expressions will change to shock after the corpse explodes, I can only laugh.
With that cunning smile on his face, he’s trying to figure out who to kill first.
Joo Sung-taek’s face hardened for a moment as he realized what he had found.
“You, bastard!”
It was none other than the man he had been looking for standing in front of the door, dressed in clothes.
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