The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 292

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The Maxed-Out Player’s 100th Return – Episode 292
292. Round 18 Concluded
Ryu Min emerged from the Demon King’s Castle first.
No demons blocked his exit.
He’d slaughtered them all on the way in.
Fluttering—
He spread his wings and soared toward the Battlefield.
The war was still raging in full force.
Two thousand Demon Tribe warriors and two thousand Celestial Tribe warriors clashed, blood spraying as blades met.
However, since he’d only been gone a short time, the numbers hadn’t diminished significantly.
‘Thank goodness. Not much time has passed.’
Had he remained trapped in the Space of Nothingness that Artaros created, I would have been in serious trouble.
I wouldn’t have been able to end the war on my own terms.
The Demon Tribe might have seized momentum and crushed the Celestial Tribe.
If that happened, as someone allied with the Celestial Tribe, defeat would be sealed.
I wouldn’t advance to the next round—I’d simply vanish alongside my comrades in futility.
‘That absolutely cannot happen.’
That’s why I killed Artaros mercilessly.
To escape the Space of Nothingness, I intended to extract his surrender.
But his soul was far more shattered than I’d anticipated.
He’d abandoned his will to live, as if to say surrender and such nonsense were beyond hope.
‘How many times must one die before clinging to life becomes meaningless?’
I wasn’t pitying Artaros.
As someone who’d died a hundred times myself, sharing similar experience, I was simply curious.
How many more deaths would it take to surrender all attachment to living?
Could my own future become like Artaros?
‘No. What more could I possibly die for here?’
This was my final chance.
Death would be the end.
Therefore, I had to protect what I’d already achieved.
I must accomplish my goal of bringing my comrades to round 20.
To do that, no one could stand in my way.
Not even if my opponent were a great god.
‘Nyx… I don’t know what she’s doing, but the day will come when we meet.’
I don’t know who Nyx is.
I don’t know where she is either.
All I know is that she’s the god who ordered Artaros to kill me.
‘When we meet, I’ll kill her. I now have the power to slay gods.’
Artaros is no exception to death.
Though I’d only managed to kill him thirty-one times, and he possessed that blessing-or-curse ability called the Curse of Immortality, there had to be a way.
Without a curse, death was inevitable.
‘Ah, I can’t forget about Phlunikthos either.’
There were many who deserved to die, but for now, there was no immediate way to accomplish it.
As for me, clearing the round was the only option available.
‘This won’t do. I need to grow stronger than this.’
I thought I’d grown strong enough, but I was still lacking.
Hadn’t I nearly died to Artaros just moments ago?
‘My stats exceed one hundred million, yet I was still outmatched. If I hadn’t had invincibility, it would’ve been truly dangerous.’
I needed to prepare for when I faced him again.
That damned barrier called the Space of Nothingness, and even his ability to slow time itself.
‘First, I need to kill as many of these Celestials as possible.’
To grow stronger than this, I needed the stats of those Celestial bastards.
[You have used the temporary skill Faction Change Ticket.]
[Player ‘Black Scythe’s’ faction has been changed from ‘Celestial Tribe’ to ‘Demon Tribe’.]
After switching teams with the change ticket, I stood above the Celestials’ heads.
“Heavenly Judgment.”
Kuwakwakwakwakwakwaboom!
As I unleashed an area-of-effect skill by consuming Judgment Rune stacks, the creatures within range dropped like flies.
[Angels Killed: 1,587/100]
Judging by the rising numbers, I’d killed at least five hundred.
I glanced at the Quest progress window.
[Remaining Personnel Status]
└Celestial Tribe: 1,483 (29.66% survival rate)
└Demon Tribe: 2,026 (20.26% survival rate)
└Players: 286
‘I need to kill everyone except about six hundred. As long as it doesn’t drop below ten percent.’
Expanding the scythe’s surface area, I swept across the Celestials’ heads.
The Celestials screamed as this human demon suddenly appeared and slaughtered them, but I remained unmoved.
My attention was solely on the accumulating stat points.
[Angels Killed: 1,764/100]
…
[Angels Killed: 2,083/100]
…
[Angels Killed: 2,389/100]
…
Thus, I disposed of thousands of Celestials and extracted their stat points.
The Demon’s Blessing stacks had long since accumulated.
‘I’ve killed roughly fourteen hundred, I’d say.’
Having killed all but about six hundred, an enormous influx of stat points poured in.
Of course, the Demon Archduke’s proxy buff had long since disappeared, so there were no additional stats.
‘Yet over sixty million stat points had come my way.’
It was an amount that would make anyone’s jaw drop, but Ryu Min was far from satisfied.
He immediately sought out John Delgado.
“Oh, Black Scythe?”
“Can you revive the Angels here?”
“Of course. As long as the corpses are intact….”
“Even if their heads have been severed?”
“Yes. As long as the head is nearby, it will reattach perfectly.”
“Good. Then bring them back to life. Especially that one.”
The Angel Ryu Min pointed to was Michael.
Though he had died with his head severed in such an anticlimactic manner, resurrecting him would yield an astronomical amount of stat points.
“Rise.”
Uuuuuuuuu—
As John Delgado activated his skill, roughly hundreds of Angels rose to their feet.
Ryu Min harvested stat points by slaying them once more.
Though only half of what they’d given in life, it was still a sum too significant to ignore.
‘I made the right call keeping John Delgado alive.’
Having obtained approximately one hundred million stat points, Ryu Min switched his faction once more.
[Player ‘Black Scythe’s faction has changed from ‘Demon Tribe’ to ‘Celestial Tribe’.]
Returning to the Celestial Tribe team, Ryu Min now turned his scythe toward the Demon Tribe.
The Demon Tribe, who had been reveling in merriment moments before, stiffened and grew grave.
“They’re worthless trash that don’t even grant points, but….”
Ryu Min’s wrath descended upon them.
“There’s no helping it if we want to win the round.”
Boom boom boom boom boom!
It didn’t take long for the Demon Tribe’s numbers to dwindle below one thousand.
[The Demon Tribe’s forces have fallen below 10%.]
[Round 18’s war concludes in victory for the Celestial Tribe.]
Along with the message, the players vanished.
A war that was long if you considered it long, and short if you considered it short.

* * *
The war between the Celestial Tribe and the Demon Tribe ended in victory for the Celestial Tribe.
Both sides had their forces depleted to a precarious degree, but the Demon Tribe fell below 10% first, sealing their defeat.
[W-well, the Celestial Tribe emerged victorious? It seems it was quite a close match after all?]
Millen, the Angel who had come as a guide, forced an awkward smile while observing the results window.
Indeed, she had witnessed the entire war unfold from above.
Every moment of Ryu Min’s indiscriminate slaughter of both Celestial and Demon forces.
Her voice trembled and beads of sweat dripped down her face as a result.
[C-congratulations. If the Demon Tribe had won, you would all have been annihilated, yet somehow you survived through Round 18?]
Millen, about to sarcastically mock the humans as was her habit, hastily clamped her mouth shut.
Black Scythe was glaring at her with those characteristic murderous eyes.
[Ha ha… You must be exhausted now that the war has ended, so I won’t belabor the point. Shall we, sh-shall we check the results tally right away?]
★ Round 18 Results Tally ★
[Integrated Zone CA-EA001]
└1st Place. Black Scythe (Lv99 Reaper) Contribution Score 91,918,212
└2nd Place. Democracy (Lv82 Buffer) Contribution Score 291,290
└3rd Place. Krishi (Lv82 Priest) Contribution Score 210,912
The eyes of those watching the results widened in shock.
Black Scythe’s overwhelming contribution score commanded their attention.
But their gaze was drawn elsewhere as well.
“Wait? Black Scythe’s level is….”
“Level 99?”
“Isn’t 99 the max level?”
“When did they level up?”
They had belatedly realized that Black Scythe had reached maximum level.
Regardless, Ryu Min’s attention was focused elsewhere.
【Sub Quest】
└Kill 1,000 Demon Tribe members
└Upon success ▶ Legendary Potion Selection Box awarded
[You have completed the Sub Quest!]
[As a Sub Quest reward, you receive the ‘Legendary Potion Selection Box’!]
Others didn’t know, but Ryu Min was aware.
That killing a thousand Demon Tribe members would grant a Sub Quest.
Of course, any other player who had killed a thousand would have received the same reward.
It was an impossible mission unless one possessed strength like Ryu Min’s.
‘A potion box. I’ll have to use it later.’
Ryu Min’s concern lay elsewhere at the moment.
Whether the players he cherished would be erased or not.
[Everyone has checked their rankings, yes? All those ranked 143rd and below will be erased based on their war contributions. Looking at your expressions, I can tell exactly who’s about to disappear.]
Those whose faces had turned ashen were clearly headed for erasure.
Those who exhaled in relief, as if grateful, barely managed to save themselves.
Those with bright expressions had clearly survived through the safe route.
[Unfortunately, it’s time to say goodbye. We’ll exchange greetings later in the Underworld.]
Before Angel could finish speaking.
“No, this can’t be happening!”
“Ahhhhhhh!”
Half of the players vanished like dust.
Ryu Min quickly scanned the remaining players and felt inwardly relieved.
‘All my acquaintances survived.’
The dead were only obsolete players who hadn’t contributed much to the battle.
‘It was worth distributing points to my acquaintances before the round.’
Though he’d distributed points to his acquaintances and spent every last bit of his remaining one million points reaching max level, Ryu Min smiled.
As he smiled, he gazed at the reward message that came to mind.
[Round 18 clear rewards: Experience and gold distributed to all players.]
[Experience +0%]
[This player can no longer gain experience.]
[Gold +6,000,000]
As rewards were distributed to everyone, the atmosphere among the players became somewhat excited.
“M-my level broke into the 90s!”
“I’m already at 95!”
“You too? Me as well!”
The gloomy atmosphere from their fallen comrades instantly reversed.
Thanks to the enormous gold and experience rewards—double that of the previous round.
For Ryu Min, it was a meaningless reward.
‘Experience won’t increase since I’m already max level, and the gold I’ve accumulated from killing Angels alone is nearly 160 billion.’
With such an overflow, there’s no point in receiving more.
‘What matters is the first-place reward.’
This round was substantial enough that achieving first place granted a special reward.
That was what Ryu Min had been waiting for.
Sure enough, a reward message filled his vision.
[Congratulations! You have achieved first place in the designated zone and completed the Quest!]
[Your current ranking in the designated zone is 1st place.]
[As a 1st place zone ranking reward, you receive a ‘Rune Selection Right’!]
[As a 1st place zone ranking reward, you receive a ‘Special Reward Selection Box’!]

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