The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

In his first attempt at reaching the 16th round during his 68th regression, Ryu Min fought against the battle angels.

‘No, it wasn’t a fight. It was a massacre.’

At that time, ten battle angels had appeared.

Their purpose was simple.

‘They aimed to stand on the side of the monsters and obstruct the players.’

It was the first time that angels, who had previously never interfered with quests, had intervened.

‘It was absurd and frustrating.’

Their sudden interference was frustrating, and their unexpected weakness was baffling.

Of course, if they had used Shisal, Ryu Min wouldn’t have been able to resist and would have died instantly.

From what he had gathered, Shisal couldn’t be used in the 16th round.

The reason was unknown.

‘It’s probably a restriction set by the system to maintain balance. With Shisal, anyone can be killed in one strike.’

The reason for the angels’ obstruction was unclear.

What mattered was that they couldn’t use Shisal.

For Ryu Min, who didn’t have the Supreme Being title at that time, this was a stroke of luck.

‘It was ridiculously easy. Not only did they lack Shisal, but they were merely sixth-class battle angels.’

A sixth-class angel was roughly equivalent to a max-level player with standard gear.

At the current level of 70, five players could probably take down one.

‘But I did it alone.’

Ryu Min in the 68th regression was strong.

Strong enough to massacre ten sixth-class angels alone.

‘After killing all the angels, an archangel appeared.’

The archangel, presumed to be ranked first in the angelic hierarchy, neither threatened nor attacked Ryu Min.

Ryu Min, overwhelmed by his strength, couldn’t even think of challenging it.

‘It just said some cryptic words and left. I can’t quite remember what it said.’

This time, sixth-class angels would probably appear again.

They would only show up during the final sixth wave, so there was still plenty of time.

“Those foolish angels didn’t expect us to be gathered on the island, did they?”

“Lord Black Scythe predicted it correctly this time too.”

“If we hadn’t come to the island beforehand, who knows what would’ve happened to our families…”

“It’s all thanks to Black Scythe. Thank you!”

The followers of the Death Church around him each expressed their gratitude toward Ryu Min.

Even Alex, who had initially seemed skeptical of Ryu Min’s strategy, now had a look of trust in his eyes.

‘Good. It seems I’ve earned the trust of the newcomers.’

The new followers would now truly dedicate themselves to him after this event.

That included Alex standing before him.

Behind his mask, Ryu Min’s lips curled into a satisfied smirk.

But then…

‘Huh?’

His expression stiffened as he noticed Min Juri conversing with Alex.

He knew she was searching for the Prophet.

***

“Here, have some buffs.”

Min Juri raised her hand, casting a set of three buffs on a group of followers.

“Ooh, thank you so much!”

Nodding politely, Min Juri quickly turned to another player.

With 576 players gathered here, she had no time to rest if she wanted to buff everyone.

At that moment, she noticed a player standing alone.

An obvious foreigner.

Using slightly awkward English, she greeted him.

“Hello? Are you new here?”

“Yes. My name is Alex.”

“I’m Democracy. May I have a moment?”

Alex seemed puzzled but quickly fell silent as Min Juri cast the three-buff set: Bless, Swift, and Safety Barrier.

“Th-this is…”

“They’re buffs. They’ll be useful for you. I’m busy, so I’ll move on…”

Leaving Alex staring in awe, Min Juri began scanning the crowd.

‘Where is he?’

All the players across the world had been united under the Death Church.

Among them was the Prophet class, Ryu Min.

‘But I don’t see him anywhere?’

She had buffed everyone, scanning each face carefully, but Ryu Min wasn’t among them.

Even using the tracking skill yielded nothing.

[Target ‘Ryu Min’ cannot be found.]

[Face and name do not match.]

‘Why does it keep saying they don’t match?’

She knew his real face and his name.

And yet, the skill couldn’t locate him.

‘Did he change his name without telling me? Or… plastic surgery?’

The thought was ridiculous, but she had no other explanation.

‘I should’ve insisted that he come with me when we boarded the island…’

Back then, Ryu Min had refused to join her, saying he had something to do.

But now, even after scanning the entire island, she couldn’t find him.

She continued to buff people, counting each one.

“Thank you for the buffs, Miss Min Juri!”

“Yes…”

But by the time she finished, Min Juri was certain.

‘How can this be? All 576 players are here.’

She had carefully observed everyone as she cast her buffs.

Except for one person.

‘Ah…!’

Her eyes landed on a man wearing a white mask.

‘Could it be… Black Scythe…?’

But she quickly dismissed the thought with a sigh.

It was an absurd notion.

‘There’s no way Black Scythe is Ryu Min. Their builds are completely different.’

Black Scythe was tall and muscular with tanned skin.

The two couldn’t possibly be the same person.

‘Then where is he? Why doesn’t the tracking work?’

With a heavy sigh, Min Juri approached Black Scythe.

“Black Scythe, I’ve finished buffing everyone here.”

“Well done.”

Min Juri hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously.

“Black Scythe… have you seen the Prophet anywhere?”

“The Prophet?”

“Yes… The numbers match, but I can’t find him.”

Ryu Min’s eyebrow twitched beneath the mask, but only for a split second.

“If you can’t find him, why not use your tracking skill?”

“Well… it keeps saying the target doesn’t match.”

Ryu Min smirked internally.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

‘Of course, it won’t work. The Assassin’s Mask alters my appearance and prevents tracking.’

Tracking only worked if one had both the correct appearance and name.

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s a bug.”

“…I see.”

Min Juri looked visibly disappointed but refused to give up.

However, at that moment, a system message appeared.

[The 1st Summoning will begin shortly.]

[Prepare for the monster assault.]

“Stop looking for the Prophet and prepare for the assault.”

“But…”

“Don’t get stabbed while being distracted.”

“…Understood. I’m sorry.”

Seeing her droop in disappointment made Ryu Min feel a pang of guilt.

But there was no time for that now.

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