The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player Novel - Chapter 240
Chapter 240 – Round 14 Result Tally
[Nickname – The Challenger of Evil]
Acquisition Condition: Obtain by defeating a high-supply demon for the first time (applies to devotees).
Effect: Increases all attributes when facing demon class.
“Oh, does this exist?”
The nickname received for the first time was quite satisfying.
What used to only increase attributes when facing the sacred class of angels now applied to demons as well.
“Even if I kill a common demon, I don’t get this, but when I kill a high-supply one, something like this appears.”
If he hadn’t tried to kill an avatar, he would never have known.
“Well, did it really matter if I knew or not? I don’t usually get many chances to fight demons anyway.”
It didn’t matter whether he had it or not, but wasn’t it better to have it than not?
“Hey, Black Scythe killed a demon.”
“Was he trying to attack with the whip?”
“But what were they talking about? Didn’t they hear anything?”
“Were they talking to each other?”
Because the demon spoke quietly, the players couldn’t hear the conversation.
They don’t know Ryu Min killed an archangel.
“He might have thought it was an alliance, so he spoke quietly, but that’s impossible.”
He might not know it, but Black Scythe, whom Plunictos trusted, would feel like he had been tailed.
It was an inevitable choice to save other players.
“What I saved wasn’t just the players.”
Ryu Min’s gaze landed on the angel floating in the sky.
If he hadn’t intervened, the angel would have truly lost its wings.
The angel, who calmed its pounding heart, descended to the earth.
When he was finally 30 meters away, the angel’s thoughts were transmitted.
-I’m alive. I almost died because of Plunictos. All thanks to Black Scythe…
The angel, who had come down to express gratitude, avoided eye contact and ascended back to the sky.
Because Ryu Min was looking at him with a terrifying gaze.
It was a natural reaction.
It was this woman who casually sent food to the sky.
“Damn it, angel. Now I understand why you left before the round started.”
Even if he spread his wings and took him away, he didn’t do it because of the surrounding gazes.
After all, he couldn’t ruin the heroic image he had built so hard.
Plus, he needed a guide record to collect the results.
“You know you’re lucky.”
The angel, unaware that his life had been saved once again, coughed as he spoke.
[Hmm, there was a little uproar, but it seems to have been resolved well.]
“Mr. Angel! What was that just now? It looked like a demon, right?”
“Was it a new side mission?”
[No, it wasn’t a mission. Just an unexpected outsider who barged in. Don’t worry about it… Should we see the results of the round then?]
The angel, who was making an uncomfortable grimace, opened the message window.
★ Round 14 Results ★
[Integration Area CA-EA001]
1st. Black Scythe (Level 92, Reaper) Contribution: 392,291 points
2nd. Min Juri (Level 62, Buffer) Contribution: 149,201 points
3rd. Christine (Level 62, Priestess) Contribution: 135,329 points
The results were as expected, with Black Scythe in the first place.
It seems he obtained a large number of points by eliminating the last parasite.
In addition to Min Juri, who provided multiple enhancements to many players, and Christine, who cast massive heals, contributed significantly.
Surprisingly, many people have survived? But rules are rules. Unfortunately, only the top 2,304 will survive, the rest will be eliminated.
Now, after going through an annihilation time that has become familiar and even natural, only about two thousand players remain.
“What luck. All the believers survived.”
It was at that moment that Ryu Min, who had been meticulously reviewing the member list with satisfaction, smiled.
The round rewards arrived.
“Experience and gold will be awarded based on the contributions obtained as a reward for completing the round.”
[Experience +370.3%]
[Gold +1,961,455]
“You’ve leveled up!”
“You’ve leveled up!”
“You’ve leveled up!”
“Oh, come on. Did I level up to level 3?”
Ryu Min, now level 95, smiled ironically.
She still didn’t want to reach the maximum level.
“Congratulations. You have achieved first place in this area.”
“Black Scythe’s current rank is first place in this area.”
“A ‘Potion Stack Selection Chest’ will be awarded as a reward for reaching first place in the ranking of this area.”
“A ‘Special Reward Selection Chest’ will be awarded as a reward for reaching first place in the ranking of this area.”
Ryu Min received the items and decided to first use the Potion Stack Selection Chest.
“Touch the desired potion below.”
1. Five high-quality healing potions.
2. Five high-quality defense potions.
3. Five high-quality speed potions.
4. Five high-quality invisibility potions.
“They seem to be thinking about Round 15 by giving me these potions.”
Observing the potions, Ryu Min noticed something in common: they were all centered around defense. There were no offensive potions. That meant there would be no need for attacking in Round 15.
In other words, Ryu Min’s strong damage would be useless in Round 15.
“There’s no regeneration on the list. So, no particular necessary potions…”
While pondering what to choose, Ryu Min selected the five high-quality invisibility potions.
It seemed to be the best choice for her, who would play a crucial role in Round 15.
Then, using the Special Reward Selection Chest, options appeared.
“You can choose one of the following special rewards.”
“Touch the desired reward below.”
1. 50% stat increase buff (valid only for Round 15).
2. Temporary Skill: Healing (valid only for Round 15).
3. Information about Round 15.
One option caught her attention.
“Healing… This is quite obvious, they’re blatantly announcing that the difficulty level is high.”
Since in the previous choice she could only choose defensive potions and now they were offering her a temporary healing skill. It meant that Round 15 would be particularly dangerous.
“Well then, choose. I’m going for option 2, Temporary Skill: Healing.”
Although she had an emergency treatment skill, she opted for a more powerful healing. She didn’t need a stat increase.
“Although it might come in handy if an archangel shows up…”
It would be a useless choice if one didn’t appear.
“It’s better to go for safe healing than to risk it with adventures.”
The reason why a stronger recovery was needed was because there was someone he had to protect.
It would be problematic if she, who would play a crucial role in Round 15, collapsed.
◀ END OF ROUND 14 ▶
[Integrated Area CA-EA001]
Survivors: 2,304
“Your soul will soon be transferred to the body of your original dimension.”
[On March 1, 2023, at midnight, Round 15 will begin. See you in the next round. Congratulations on surviving.]
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An abandoned warehouse in Florida, United States.
Usually, the warehouse was deserted, but when the round ended, people gathered there.
They were all players of Despair.
However…
“Is this all that’s left…?”
Today, people didn’t crowd as usual.
“Count the heads!”
“Yes, Sir Berber.”
Under the order of High Priest Berber, a follower counted one by one.
“Excluding the High Priest, there are twenty in total.”
“Damn it…”
Berber bit his lips in frustration.
How is it possible that out of 200 followers, so few remain?
‘Just in Round 11, when we were attacking the Saint, there were quite a few… and now…?’
Although he was upset, that wouldn’t bring back those who had died.
Berber, regaining composure, gathered the high-ranking officials for an emergency meeting.
“We need to replace the followers immediately. How many players are left in the United States?”
“I read an article estimating around 200 in the last round. However, since they’ve halved by the end of this round, there are probably around a hundred left.”
“That’s a relief. At least there are a hundred. We must recruit them all as Despair followers.”
“It won’t be as easy as it sounds.”
Berber’s eyebrows furrowed at the negative comment.
“Why?”
“Haven’t you heard? Most players in the United States are affiliated with the Church of the Four Gods.”
“Church of the Four Gods? What’s that?”
“It’s a religious organization that follows Black Scythe. Recently, I’ve seen active promotion in Texas, United States, and it seems to have attracted quite a few people.”
“Church of the Four Gods. Sounds like a cursed sect.”
They never thought there would be a rival sect.
Of course, Black Scythe was also unaware of the existence of Despair.
“They’re invading our territory and recruiting potential followers, and furthermore, it’s said that the Saint is leading the front. It’s obvious that Black Scythe is behind all this.”
“Ah. The Saint we couldn’t kill then is hindering our plans now.”
In Round 11, under John Delgado’s orders, they attacked the Saint’s followers.
I remember how they slit the throats of all the followers except the Saint, which earned us a good amount of points.
“But what now? Shouldn’t we kill the Saint and destroy the Church of the Four Gods?”
“However, can we do that while Black Scythe is standing…?”
The reaction of the high-ranking officials was negative.
From the start, Black Scythe is not someone to mess with.
And the problem won’t be solved just because there are more numbers.
Would you break a rock with twenty eggs?
“Don’t worry. Our Leader is affiliated with an international organization called the Messiah.”
“The Messiah?”
“An international organization?”
The high-ranking officials were surprised to hear this news for the first time.
“How do you know that, Sir Berber?”
“Do you think there’s anything the High Priest doesn’t know?”
Indeed, Berber knew because the Spaniard had come to ask him about John Delgado’s whereabouts.
However, he didn’t know that the organization called the Messiah had been destroyed by Black Scythe.
“So, there’s no need to worry at all…”
It was at that moment.
Clang!
The warehouse door opened and the leader of the sect, John Delgado, entered.
“Have you come?”
The faithful greeted courteously, but Berber remained silent.
There was something that worried him.
“What were you doing here?”
“We were having a meeting.”
“What kind of meeting?”
“We were discussing what method would be best to recruit followers.”
“Who said you could have such a meeting at your leisure?”
“It was Sir Berber’s idea…”
John’s sharp gaze pierced Berber.
“What are you doing, Berber? Did you try to hold the meeting without me?”
“No, of course not. I wanted to inform you when you arrived.”
“Did you try to make decisions on your own?”
“What are you implying? Of course, you’re the one with the final authority. We were just discussing a minor matter while waiting for your arrival.”
Berber’s natural response left no room for further questioning from John.
“So, what was the conclusion?”
“Do you know the ‘Disciples of Death’?”
At the unexpected question, John nodded calmly.
“I’ve heard of them.”
“Those damn bastards have come to our country and recruited all the available players. Even if we want to save the followers of the Church from despair, we can’t.”
“So, what do you propose?”
“Do you remember the saint you lost last time? It seems she has allied with Black Scythe.”
“The saint?”
Although it seemed like a misunderstanding, John preferred not to correct it.
“Are you suggesting we try to capture the saint again? That way, we could have an ace up our sleeve against Black Scythe. If we’re lucky, we might absorb all the followers she has under her control. What do you think of my plan?”
In summary, the plan was to kidnap the saint to blackmail Black Scythe.
John stroked his chin, lost in thought.
It wasn’t so much that he disagreed, but he couldn’t decide whether to reject it or postpone it.
“It’s not my decision. It will be the Lord who decides.”
John made a decision and communicated it to Berber.
“I need time to think.”
“There’s no other method to gather the followers.”
“I understand. I will consider this positively.”
With that response, John left the room.
“I have to inform the Lord of this as soon as possible.”
The followers of the Church of Despair, including Berber, had never imagined in their worst nightmares that their leader was conspiring with Black Scythe.
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The news of Round 14 put a somber atmosphere in the celestial realm.
“Even with the resurrection of the demon, we couldn’t stop him…”
Among them, Gabriel’s face was the most desolate.
The initial confidence had completely disappeared, replaced by a face full of concern.
“What happened, Gabriel? You agreed to the plan to use the demonic resurrection book knowing you would become the sacrifice.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t expect Black Scythe to find out beforehand…”
“How many times have I asked you? Did you really think you would succeed?”
“…I have no excuse, Lord Michael.”
Gabriel bowed his head as Michael frowned like a tiger.
Although his expression didn’t show it, he felt relieved inside.
“It’s lucky that Black Scythe didn’t die. It seems fortune is on our side. But what do we do now? Should we send an archangel to make up for the failure?”
Currently, there are only three archangels left, counting himself.
If all three go out at the same time, Black Scythe won’t be able to avoid losing his life.
“We must delay Black Scythe’s growth as much as possible. What excuse would be best? Should we simply postpone this round? Or should we have Gabriel take charge alone?”
In the midst of his thoughts, just as Michael was about to speak…
“Eh?”
“Ah!”
A stunning being appeared, opening a portal in space, leaving even the archangels astonished.
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