The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 307

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The Maxed-Out Player’s 100th Return – Episode 307
307. Rune of Light Speed
[The fortieth casualty has occurred.]
Even hearing that forty players had already perished, Christine showed no fear.
She felt no anxiety, harbored no questions about why they were killing each other.
She’d learned the reason soon enough.
[How fortunate. To discover two human females. Snort!]
Gamiggin, the fourth-ranked Demon with the face of a horse, snorted with excitement.
[When I yielded three human females to Marbas, I was so vexed. Snort snort.]
“…Three human females? What are you talking about?”
Jeffrey asked with courage, but Gamiggin had no interest in answering.
He merely felt displeasure.
[You worms dare speak without even knowing who stands before you?]
“A demon with a horse’s face.”
[A horse? You dare equate me with such an inferior creature. Snort!]
He huffed indignantly, yet Gamiggin’s appearance was unmistakably that of a horse.
Not a shred of doubt remained.
Still, Jeffrey could not refute him.
The aura he emanated was far from ordinary.
‘This is no mere Demon Tribe member from Round 18. This is a being of an entirely different dimension.’
Knowing he faced a superior, Jeffrey refrained from reckless provocation.
It would only hasten death.
Besides, there were people here he needed to protect.
Glance—
Jeffrey looked toward Christine and Dorothy.
Christine stood tense, while Dorothy had already nocked an arrow, ready to fire at any moment.
Then Jeffrey whispered in a low voice.
-Try not to fight if you can help it. This is a battle we cannot win.
-Then what do we do?
-We must escape. By any means necessary.
-He doesn’t seem inclined to let us go peacefully.
-I’ll create an opportunity for us.
[Snort! Annoying humans. What are you whispering about?]
Gamiggin grew agitated that they conversed without including him.
[I intended to kill you quickly, but that won’t do. I think I’ll enjoy this slowly—that’s the only way to satisfy myself.]
“Why are you trying to kill us?”
Jeffrey’s question was merely a stalling tactic.
Gamiggin, unaware of this, scoffed as if it were a foolish inquiry.
[Because it’s amusing, of course.]
“You find it amusing to kill humans who can’t even resist?”
[Of course it is. Don’t you humans find it amusing when you kill insects? The way they thrash about as you tear off their limbs one by one—it’s hilarious. Kehehehe.]
As Gamiggin bared his teeth in laughter, Jeffrey signaled the two women with a glance.
It was a signal to prepare for escape.
“Could it be… the reason people keep dying is because of you Demon Tribe?”
[Of course. Did you only just realize?]
“I didn’t know.”
[We demons hunt humans like you’d collect insects, killing them. And soon, that will be your fate as well.]
“What if you just pretended not to see us and let us live? I’m asking for your mercy.”
[Mercy? Ha, how presumptuous for mere insects. The only mercy I’ll grant you is a painless death.]
“….”
[Why that expression? Do you dislike it? If you prefer, I could tear off all your limbs and make your death agonizing instead?]
Gamiggin chuckled, emitting a snorting sound.
[Of course, that only applies to you, human male. As for those two human females over there, I won’t kill them. I have more… exotic tastes. Kehehehe.]
The perverse breath escaping his excited face made it unnecessary to ask what those tastes were.
[Since things have come to this, enjoy yourselves if you wish. Though you, human male, will die here.]
“….”
[Why are you silent? Are you ignoring me?]
As Jeffrey merely glared at him, Gamiggin snorted in anger.
[Insolent human! It seems you’re eager to walk the path to the afterlife! Then I’ll grant your wish!]
Gamiggin closed the distance rapidly.
I’d thought his movements would be slow since he was just a head, but I was mistaken.
In an instant, he covered ten meters and opened his mouth like a crocodile, swallowing Jeffrey’s head whole.
Crunch! Crunch!
“Ah, ah!”
Christine and Dorothy couldn’t help but gasp at the shocking sight, but the force pulling them snapped them back to their senses.
-Now. Run quickly.
Hearing Jeffrey’s voice, it seemed he’d activated invisibility.
Dorothy and Christine fled the scene in bewilderment.
Crunch! Crunch!
While Gamiggin ate mindlessly, the two women managed to put more than ten meters between themselves and him.
But it wasn’t long before Gamiggin, noticing something was wrong with the taste, lifted his head.
[Hmm? I’ve eaten human flesh countless times, but this taste is… strange?]
The moment Gamiggin sensed something amiss, the blood around his mouth vanished, and so did the corpse.
Only then did Gamiggin realize he’d been eating a clone, his eyes widening.
[These wretched insects deceived me?]
In the direction he looked, the two human females were retreating into the distance.
[Pathetic creatures. Did you truly believe you could escape?]
Just as Gamiggin was about to give chase.
Whoosh—!
A sharp pain shot through his ankle.
Jeffrey emerged, having succeeded in drawing blood with his ambush.
But his expression was far from satisfied.
His original objective had been to sever the ankle completely, rendering pursuit impossible.
“Damn it.”
Jeffrey refused to give up and lunged for the ankle again.
Gamiggin swiftly lifted his foot to evade while simultaneously kicking Jeffrey away.
Thud!
“Cough! Hack!”
I tumbled five meters, feeling my organs rupture.
[This pathetic human dares wound me?]
Rage consumed me, yet in that same moment, the female prey had already widened the distance to over twenty meters.
[Hmph! Let them run all they want.]
Just as Gamiggin, smirking with contempt, was about to employ his specialty—necromancy.
“Damn you, you bastard!”
“Die! Die! Die!”
Three figures burst forth from nowhere, blades leveled at Gamiggin.
They were none other than the players Ryu Min had stationed with standing orders.
[What? These wretched things?]
They had charged in to fulfill Ryu Min’s command to follow Christine’s group and protect them when danger arose.
Splat! Splat! Splat!
Yet they died pathetically, their organs bursting from Gamiggin’s earnest kicks.
[Fools. Because of you, the prey escaped another five meters, didn’t they?]
Though I spoke thus, their deaths had been mercifully swift—no time gained whatsoever.
[I cannot allow them to flee any further.]
Blue flames ignited in Gamiggin’s eyes as his smile faded.
[Arise. Spirits bound by hatred toward mankind.]
Howwwwww—
My specialty—necromancy—summoned an army of twenty Undead Servants.
[Chase them down and bring them back alive. In the meantime, I shall…]
Gamiggin approached Jeffrey with a furious expression.
[…finish this wretched human.]
Gamiggin raised his foot.
Thud! Thud!
He stomped again and again, his rage unrelenting.
Dorothy and Christine, dragged before Gamiggin by the Undead Servants, witnessed the carnage.
“J-Jeffrey!”
“Ah…!”
No screams, no movement—he was unmistakably dead.
Yet there remained a possibility of reviving Jeffrey.
If the corpse suffered no more than thirty percent damage, he could be resurrected intact.
That is, of course, assuming we survive this crisis.
[You’ve captured them. Purrrgh. Scheming such pointless tactics.]
Gamiggin’s eyes blazed with a mixture of rage and excitement as he glared at the two women.
[You bitches won’t die cleanly. I’ll use you as sex slaves until I’m satisfied, and when I grow bored, I’ll chew you alive from the head down. So you’d better prepare yourselves…]
The Demon’s words never reached their end.
His head exploded in an instant, as if a firecracker had detonated.
Splatter, splatter, splatter, splatter, splatter, splatter, splatter, splatter, splatter—!
“Kyaaaah!”
Christine, who had squeezed her eyes shut at the sudden commotion, sensed something wrong in the deathly silence and slowly opened them.
She couldn’t help but be shocked.
“What… what on earth is this…?”
Twenty Undead Servants lay dead, their heads completely shattered.
And even Gamiggin’s head.
“They’re… all dead?”
“…What just happened?”
Christine, who had been staring blankly at the incomprehensible scene, rushed over to Jeffrey.
Fortunately, she was able to resurrect him unharmed.

* * *
The incomprehensible phenomenon wasn’t limited to Christine’s group alone.
‘Strong. This will be difficult to win.’
Jo Yong-ho, facing the Demon Tribe member, felt every hair on his body stand on end from the tension.
Three of his mercenaries had already fallen to this creature.
“H-hey, boss. Do you think we can win?”
“I don’t know… but we have to try what we can.”
“Shouldn’t we run away?”
“If we do that, we’ll only create more victims. We have to handle this ourselves. It’s just one opponent, after all.”
“But that one opponent is worth a hundred men…”
Jo Yong-ho didn’t deny the mercenary’s words.
It was obvious at a glance that they faced an overwhelmingly superior enemy.
The Mercenary King Jo Yong-ho and his ten mercenaries gripped their weapons with sweaty palms, yet the Demon Tribe member remained composed and leisurely throughout.
[Krhehe. I’ve captured three, and yet there are still so many prey before my eyes. This is truly delightful. There’s no demon noble as fortunate as I am anywhere.]
“…”
[But humans are incomprehensible. As if gathering in numbers would give them any chance of victory…]
Then it happened suddenly.
Splurt!
“H-hey, boss!”
“The Demon’s head!”
His head burst like a firecracker.
“W-what just happened?”
Jo Yong-ho and his group stared down at the corpse with nothing but a body remaining, their faces etched with incomprehension.

* * *
Before the round began, Ju Sung-tak and John Delgado had been assigned a mission by Black Scythe.
A simple task: protect Russell, the blacksmith.
But it seemed they would fail to accomplish it.
‘I apologize, Master.’
‘I apologize….’
The Demon that materialized before them was strong enough to withstand the combined assault of two warriors.
No one had been injured yet, but it was merely a matter of time before someone fell.
“W-what do we do? Mr. Ju? Is there truly no chance of victory, no matter what we attempt?”
“As you can see, we’ve tried coordinating my corpse summoning with John Delgado’s corpse explosion technique, but it’s useless. He’s far too swift—he evades everything.”
[Kekeke. You think I’d be foolish enough to take such transparent attacks? Especially when I possess teleportation?]
The Demon approached the three with a smug expression.
[Though my rank may be low, my speed rivals that of the other nobles. Even Demon Archduke Phlunikthos acknowledges my swiftness….]
Splurt!
Mid-sentence, his head exploded, and in that instant, all three fell into stunned silence.
“W-what just happened?”
“It seems… he’s dead?”
“Why did he suddenly die….”
The reason remained unknown, but one thing was certain.
Something incomprehensible was unfolding before them.

* * *
Time is relative.
Ryu Min felt this truth acutely.
Merely three seconds.
In that span, I could accomplish so much.
I combed through the Fantasy Continent methodically, hunting down every last Demon Tribe member.
And I crushed their skulls one after another, extinguishing them without mercy.
It was remarkably simple.
The demons burst like balloons with the slightest pressure from my fingertips.
‘Three, four, five….’
I knew eight high-ranking demons had crossed into the Other World.
I’d killed five, and just now the sixth.
Then the seventh, and finally I’d tracked down the eighth.
‘With the Rune of Light Speed, finding and eliminating them all is child’s play.’
It didn’t matter if I didn’t know their faces.
It didn’t matter if I couldn’t use tracking skills.
Searching every location at the speed of light was sufficient.
The Rune of Light Speed made it possible.
After slaughtering every demon, I halted before the eighth one I’d finally cornered.
That creature stood alongside none other than Phlunikthos.
‘This one must not be killed immediately.’
Though time remained, I lifted the temporal constraint without further delay.
[Your Grace, the signals from all high-ranking demons have suddenly been severed….]
Vasago, third in rank, clamped his mouth shut in panic.
Before his eyes stood the Black Scythe he’d so desperately sought to avoid.
[How did you…!]
Crack!
Before he could finish, Vasago’s skull shattered.
Whoosh— thud!
Ryu Min’s scythe returned to its original length.
“We meet again? We have things to discuss, don’t we? Shall we have a quiet conversation?”
At that sinister tone, Phlunikthos broke into a cold sweat, utterly unbecoming of a Demon Archduke.

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