The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 212

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The Maxed-Out Player’s 100th Return – Episode 212
212. Four Against Two
“Tsk.”
A sound of regret escaped Jeffrey’s lips.
He had remained hidden from the start to launch a surprise attack like this.
But it seemed his presence had been detected, and the ambush was easily thwarted.
“So there were more allies.”
Ma Gyeong-rok sneered as he looked at Jeffrey and Ju Sung-tak.
“A butler and a cripple… Hehehehe. Surely you’re not foolish enough to think this is four against two, Christine?”
“Who said four against two?”
When I turned my head, Seo A-rin was already standing there with her summoned creatures.
It was a formidable force that included four fairies, three golems, and two spirit knights.
“Director. Don’t you think it’s time to stop? Do you really think this will resolve anything?”
“Actress Seo.”
Ma Gyeong-rok’s brow furrowed with displeasure.
“I invested in you and raised you all this time, yet you betray me like this? I never expected it.”
“Wasn’t it because you saw potential in me that you invested in the first place?”
“Now you’re even talking back. Having survived until 12 Rounds, you’ve become quite the player, haven’t you?”
“Many things have happened since then. I’ve learned that trusting someone like you is a mistake.”
“So that’s why you’ve been acting out of place with us recently? To betray us like this.”
“Stop playing the victim. That doesn’t erase the murders you’ve committed.”
“Why not? It’s simple—just kill everyone here.”
Ma Gyeong-rok laughed like a psychopath, his grin twisted.
Now he made no attempt to hide his murderous intent.
“I see no choice but to restrain you.”
“Huh, how absurd. With your skills, Actress Seo, you couldn’t possibly—”
Before he could finish, Ma Gyeong-rok twisted his body with surprising speed.
A golden beam of light from the fairy swept past where he had been standing.
“How cowardly, attacking while I’m speaking…”
Ma Gyeong-rok gritted his teeth and drew his sword.
He would abandon all pretense and kill them here and now.
Driven by that singular resolve, he kicked off the ground and launched forward.
“I’ll kill you without even bothering to consume you!”
But his blade was blocked before it could reach Seo A-rin.
Clang!
Three golems stood firm as reliable tanks, blocking his path.
“These stone-headed bastards.”
Ma Gyeong-rok swung his sword, wreathed in dark aura.
Boom! Boom!
The solid golems crumbled like tofu beneath his blade.
After all, it’s a Dark Aura that can cut through iron chains.
There’s no way it could withstand that.
Ma Gyeong-rok, who was about to strike down the last golem, suddenly withdrew his sword and stomped the ground.
Zzzzzing—!
Four fairies unleashed beams of light in all directions.
Ma Gyeong-rok, barely evading, steadied his nerves.
‘I can’t underestimate those pesky insects either.’
The beam’s damage increases according to the summoner Seo A-rin’s mana.
As her level rises, the fairies grow stronger as well.
The firepower was intense enough to send smoke rising from the ground, so dodging was the best strategy.
I had a defensive skill called Dark Armor, but it was weak against magical damage, so I had to be even more careful.
‘Annoying little insects.’
Then the Spirit Knight’s blade swept across the spot where Ma Gyeong-rok stood.
Whoosh—!
I evaded, but it was a rather vicious strike.
“How dare a mere summoned creature interfere?”
Slash!
My sword, wreathed in Dark Aura, cleaved the Spirit Knight’s body in two.
‘One left now.’
Ma Gyeong-rok smiled, but only for a moment.
The remaining Spirit Knight’s body suddenly swelled to an enormous size.
‘What the—?’
The Spirit Knight, now roughly 1.5 times larger, vanished from my sight in the blink of an eye.
Startled, Ma Gyeong-rok reflexively raised his sword as the Spirit Knight’s blade clashed against it.
Clang—!
The altered power made Ma Gyeong-rok’s eyebrows twitch.
‘Its strength and speed have increased. And moreover…’
Clang! Clang! Clang!
‘It’s blocking my attacks wreathed in Dark Aura.’
The Dark Aura I thought could cut through anything was being stopped by a mere summoned creature’s blade.
It was absurd, but I couldn’t deny it.
The Spirit Knight’s assault was genuinely fierce.
‘So Seo A-rin learned a skill to strengthen her summons when she reached level 60.’
Admiration and a sigh escaped me simultaneously.
I had to kill a seemingly talented asset with my own hands.
“Ruin Slash.”
Just as the condensed Dark Aura flashed to cleave the Spirit Knight’s body entirely—
Flinch—
Ma Gyeong-rok’s body lurched to one side.
‘What? A taunt skill?’
The remaining golem cast a taunt, drawing Ma Gyeong-rok’s attention.
Because of that, my moment of reckoning struck the wrong target—the golem instead.
Crash-crash-crash-crash-crash-boom!
The last golem crumbled to dust and vanished.
Seo A-rin was startled by the tremendous power, but there was no time to hesitate.
‘Now! Suppress Ma Gyeong-rok!’
As I commanded my summons mentally, the fairies and spirit knight rushed forward simultaneously.
Seeing the fairies’ eyes gleam as they prepared their beams again, Ma Gyeong-rok withdrew his dark aura and wrapped it around his entire body.
This was the moment to use the skill I learned upon reaching level 60.
‘Dark Dimension.’
A skill that spatializes the body to deflect attacks.
Perhaps that’s why?
The beams and spirit knight’s strike came simultaneously, but Ma Gyeong-rok took no damage.
Rather, it was the summons that suffered damage.
The attacks were reflected straight back by the dimensional refraction.
Screeeech!
Crack!
The fairies and spirit knight, struck by their own attacks, vanished instantly.
Seo A-rin stood dazed as all my summons were annihilated, then snapped back to awareness.
‘Summon, summon…!’
I tried to quickly summon them again, but it was futile.
Only a message appeared: cooldown remaining—10 minutes.
Ma Gyeong-rok had already closed the distance to within inches of Seo A-rin.
“Time to die.”
Just as he was about to swing his sword.
Ting!
Ma Gyeong-rok blocked a throwing knife that flew in from the side, his brow furrowing.
“How annoying, for an assassin to meddle.”
Ting! Ting!
As Jeffrey threw his daggers to draw attention, Seo A-rin distanced herself from Ma Gyeong-rok.
Irritated, Ma Gyeong-rok immediately switched targets.
‘Seo is in a helpless state anyway. She won’t be able to do anything for a while.’
I planned to eliminate the annoying Jeffrey first, then target Seo A-rin again.
‘Killing one insignificant insect—there’s nothing difficult about it.’
Narrowing the distance while evading Jeffrey’s throws, Ma Gyeong-rok swung his sword.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Being an assassin, his evasive movements were nimble.
‘The fact that he doesn’t even try to block tells me he knows too—that blocking with a dagger means death.’
He’s fast enough, but with dark aura, I can easily bind his feet.
Like this.
Whoosh—Crash!
“Ugh.”
The dark aura coiling around Jeffrey’s ankle hurled him away.
“It’s over.”
An assassin with bound legs was as good as crippled.
To prove that fact, Ma Gyeong-rok drove his blade straight into Jeffrey’s chest.
“Gaaaahhh!”
He died screaming his final cry, but Ma Gyeong-rok had overlooked something critical.
‘What? A clone?’
The one he’d killed was merely Jeffrey’s clone.
‘Could it be… the assassin’s level 60 skill…?’
He realized it too late.
Jeffrey had already positioned himself behind Ma Gyeong-rok.
“Die—”
He was about to deliver his finishing blow with a dramatic cry, aiming for the throat.
Boom!
An Sang-chul’s shield bash intercepted Jeffrey’s lethal strike before it could land.
“Are you alright, sir?”
“Thank you, Director An. That was close—I almost took a one-way trip.”
While Jeffrey dripped with frustration at the missed opportunity, Ma Gyeong-rok smiled.
Now the clone and invisibility were no longer options for him.
‘Jeffrey is finished, and after I kill Seo A-rin and Christine, this will be over.’
As Ma Gyeong-rok surveyed the three figures before him, an odd sense of discord crept over him.
‘Wait. Now that I think about it… wasn’t there one more person?’
The disabled man with prosthetic limbs was nowhere to be seen.
Since he couldn’t sense any presence either, the coward had clearly fled in fear.
‘No help for it. I’ll just have to kill these three.’
The situation heavily favored Ma Gyeong-rok.
There was no one here capable of withstanding the dark aura that grew stronger with his black magic reserves.
Christine, though revered as the Saint, had limits in protecting her allies.
All she could manage was healing—she had no defense against his overwhelming blade that cut through everything in a single stroke.
“It’s finished. All of you.”
So Ma Gyeong-rok allowed himself to relax.
He never imagined this complacency would become his poison.
“Huh?”
As Ma Gyeong-rok approached slowly, the disabled man he thought had fled appeared in his line of sight.
Ju Sung-tak’s sinister grin filled Ma Gyeong-rok with inexplicable dread.
‘What is he smiling about?’
Following the man’s gaze, Ma Gyeong-rok turned—and there lay the corpse of Ma Gyeong-su, whom he had killed.
“Corpse Detonation.”
The moment Ju Sung-tak uttered those final words.
BOOM—!
Ma Gyeong-su’s corpse exploded, and Ma Gyeong-rok’s body was hurled backward like a rag doll, crashing into the warehouse wall.
It all happened in an instant.
“Ugh, gah—!”
I felt the searing pain of burning flesh, but I managed to push myself up.
It wasn’t enough to keep me down.
But I couldn’t afford to let my guard slip.
“Corpse explosion.”
With Ju Sung-tak’s successive corpse explosions, Ma Gyeong-sang’s body inside the warehouse detonated.
BOOM—!
The small warehouse erupted with a thunderous roar, sending the careless Ma Gyeong-rok flying across the ground.
“Gah—!”
After taking consecutive blasts, I had no strength to stand, yet I forced myself onto my knees.
As I swayed and nearly toppled over, An Sang-chul barely caught me.
“Are you alright?”
“I think my ribs are—ugh—broken.”
“We can’t continue now. We’ll settle this another time.”
“….”
I bit my lip in frustration, but my options were limited.
“Let’s go.”
I turned my back, leaning on An Sang-chul’s support.
“Where do you think you’re going!”
Jeffrey tried to chase after us, but my icy glare froze him in place.
“If you’re confident, come at me. Killing someone like you is nothing.”
“….”
I left the warning in English and turned away with An Sang-chul, disappearing into the darkness.
No one pursued us.
Not Seo A-rin, not Christine, not Jeffrey.
They had just witnessed how formidable I truly was.
“We let him slip away. What do we do?”
“There’s nothing we can do.”
To Seo A-rin’s question, an unexpected voice answered.
The one who spoke was none other than Yamtti.
“Huh? Yamtti?”
Seo A-rin, who knew her from before, brightened momentarily before her expression turned puzzled.
“How did you get here, Yamtti?”
“Black Scythe informed me of the situation.”
“Ah.”
Seo A-rin nodded, recalling that Yamtti was Black Scythe’s real-world acquaintance.
That explained why he had come here.
Though the situation was already over.
“If you came to help, you’re a step too late.”
“Hmm. Is that so?”
Despite arriving late, Yamtti showed no sign of disappointment.
Rather, she wore the satisfied expression of someone who had completed their task.
Seo A-rin found this puzzling, but she dismissed it as her own misunderstanding and thought nothing more of it.
Unaware that it was no misunderstanding at all.
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“Phew, let’s… rest here for a moment.”
“Yes, sir.”
Ma Gyeong-rok leaned against a tree and sat down.
His injuries were far too severe to continue the mountain trek.
“That was unexpected. I didn’t think that crippled bastard would be this strong…”
Using a corpse as an explosive device.
Whoever he was, wouldn’t he rank in the top five?
Even through the pain, I was curious about his nickname and class.
“How are your injuries?”
“Don’t worry about it. Just a few broken ribs and some burned skin tissue.”
He spoke as though it were nothing, but Ma Gyeong-rok knew better.
The injuries were too severe for emergency treatment to fix.
‘I wish Christine’s healing was available right now.’
With healing, I could mend bones.
And restore the necrotic skin easily.
“Funny. When I was raging about killing, where was this regret? Now it shows up.”
Ma Gyeong-rok let out a self-deprecating laugh and nodded as if to say they should get moving.
But An Sang-chul gave no response.
He simply created a heavy atmosphere out of nowhere.
“Turn back now.”
“What?”
“You can receive healing from Christine and be treated. Confess your wrongdoings and get treatment.”
At those words, Ma Gyeong-rok’s expression turned cold.
“Director An. Are you telling me to get treatment and then go to prison?”
“Isn’t that better than losing your life?”
At the grating words, Ma Gyeong-rok openly showed his displeasure.
“You’re treating me like I’m already dead.”
“You are dead. Because I’m going to kill you.”
“What are you—”
Thunk!
Ma Gyeong-rok stared down at his chest in shock.
It was none other than An Sang-chul’s blade that pierced through my skin.

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