The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

[Hero’s Rune Stack: 70/100]

[All stats increase by 70 due to the effect of the Hero’s Rune.]

‘Good. Just 30 more stacks to go.’

Once he reached 100 stacks, he could protect his brother with Hero’s Protection.

There was no rush, so he could accumulate the remaining stacks at his own pace.

‘Now, everything’s taken care of.’

Well, almost. There was one more thing to do.

He had important information to share with the 170 followers gathered in this place.

Information about the next round.

‘I can’t just look out for my close acquaintances anymore. I need to ensure as many people survive as possible.’

With the 16th round approaching, it was crucial for as many players to survive as possible.

Though he had no intention of helping villains.

‘I’ve looked into everyone’s hearts, and none of them seem to have any major issues. Sharing the strategy shouldn’t cause any problems.’

Of course, he had no intention of revealing the existence of the prophet.

He would simply say that he had acquired the information through a special reward selection box.

“Shortly, the Cult Leader and Black Scythe will give their speeches. For those who have completed registration, please enter the building,” Eom Jun-seok announced.

Following his instructions, people began entering the building.

The large hall could seat up to 700 people. Once they were seated, Heo Tae-seok took the stage.

“Welcome, followers. I am the Cult Leader of the Death Cult. My real name is Heo Tae-seok. I appreciate how many of you have come…”

His speech was simple and brief. He wasn’t the one with the important information.

“… That’s all I have to say. Thank you. Now, here’s the man you’ve all been waiting for, Black Scythe.”

Ryu Min stepped onto the platform, masked, and looked around.

The 170 followers stared back at him intently.

“Greetings. As you know, I am Black Scythe. Due to certain circumstances, I cannot reveal my face or real name. I hope you understand.”

The followers nodded. They were curious about his true identity, but that wasn’t the most pressing issue. They were far more interested in the information he had to share.

“I’ve gathered you here to share crucial information. It’s classified and should not be divulged to anyone else.”

“Classified?”

Murmurs spread through the crowd before Ryu Min dropped his bombshell.

“I have information about the next round, and I intend to share it with you all.”

The murmurs were quickly silenced. Knowing about the next round in advance was something none of them had considered.

“I know you’re curious about the source of this information. It’s simple: when you rank first in any region, you’re rewarded with a special selection box. One of the rewards is information about the next round. I’ve occasionally chosen that option to make my path easier.”

Among the amazed followers was Min Juri.

“Ah… So that’s how Black Scythe was always so insightful about the rounds.”

She had always marveled at his insight, and now it all made sense.

“I’m revealing this now because I can no longer stand by while players continue to die. That’s why I intend to share the strategy for Round 13. For all of us to survive.”

By sacrificing his personal advantage to share this information, he won the admiration of the crowd.

“Ah…”

“Black Scythe…”

Moved by his magnanimity, some followers clasped their hands in reverence.

Ryu Min, hidden behind his mask, smiled broadly.

“I hope you all survive for the 16th round.”

With that, he began to share the strategy.

—

[Sariel has not returned. We suspect that he is dead.]

While some angels lamented the news like a bolt from the blue, others sneered.

[Hmph. I saw this coming. If the 7th-ranked angel fell, it’s no surprise that the 6th-ranked would as well.]

The 5th-ranked Archangel of Justice, Raguel, scoffed. He had been irked from the start that the 6th-ranked angel had been sent instead of him.

[What was Michael thinking, deciding that one angel would be enough?]

[Raguel, are you criticizing the Archangel of Archangels simply because he is not present?]

Gabriel’s stern warning silenced Raguel, but he continued to sulk.

[Am I wrong? We’ve gone from seven archangels to five because of his poor decision. This was clearly a misjudgment.]

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