The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player Chapter 207

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Episode 207

207. Next target

Before talking to Christine, Ryumin called Jeffrey first.

“okay? “They’re coming?”

There was news that Christine was already coming to Korea.

“The reason is?”

-I think it’s because I want to hear the Prophet’s next round of predictions.

‘I can’t believe you came in person to ask for something you could have asked for over the phone.’

In fact, it is not polite to say that you will listen to it over the phone when he always gives you life-threatening prophecies.

“Jeffrey. Follow Christine. I will contact you when the time comes. “To lure her to the place she wants to be.”

-I will follow your orders.

‘Originally, I was planning to use the next round prediction as an excuse, but… … .’

If Christine is coming on her own, there is no need to call.

‘It would be best to keep people from knowing that I was involved as much as possible.’

What if Ma Gyeong-rok hears that he called Christine?

The arrow may be aimed at you.

Then the target might naturally be his younger brother, Ryu Won.

‘That’s why I’m not withdrawing stocks carelessly. ‘I also have to cosplay as a victim.’

It doesn’t make sense that a prophet went bankrupt while trading stocks, but it’s okay to say he couldn’t see the future.

‘When the time comes, I’ll have to call Seo A-rin too. Of course, not with me, but with Black Scythe’s phone number.’

The plan is to lure the two to one place and make them see Ma Gyeong-rok’s true face.

This is all based on the assumption that Ma Kyung-rok committed the crime.

‘First of all, I have to entrust Joo Seong-tak with Ma Gyeong-rok’s tail. ‘Because I have some business to attend to.’

Ryu Min had no time to follow Ma Gyeong-rok.

Because we need to figure out the Messiah’s movements right away.

‘And I got to meet John Delgado.’

There is something to test when you meet John.

I wonder if I can use Sariel, who was made as a summoned beast.

‘We’ll definitely be meeting at that cabin this time too.’

It is clearly visible what kind of conversation the Messiah will exchange within it.

‘There’s probably a lot of talk about me being a swingman.’

In a situation like that, you can’t go there like a swingman.

I need to hear what they are talking about, so I plan to use invisibility to monitor them.

“Brother, where are you going again?”

“huh. “I’m going to go abroad.”

“Surely you want to meet that Japanese girlfriend?”

‘Japanese girlfriend?’

I think I came across this misunderstanding after going on a hot spring trip to Japan.

“Uh, um, something like that.”

“Haha, then it’s acceptable. Have a nice trip, bro!”

“okay. I will be back.”

Ryu Min unintentionally got a girlfriend, but he didn’t think it was a bad excuse.

* * *

Kwaang-!

With one punch, the table in the cabin split apart.

“Does this make any sense? “I can’t believe the members of the organization are suffering!”

The person who was angry with a red-faced face was none other than Yang Qiwen.

He confirmed through the 12-round tally result window that the Black Scythe assassination operation had failed.

Because the name Black Scythe was in first place.

However, I was not disappointed that the operation failed.

It was the same with the other apostles here.

Because the plan suggested by Swingman remained as the next best solution.

I did… … .

“f*ck, what kind of bastard killed our gang members… … .”

When I returned to reality, something shocking happened.

All 28 members of the Black Society organization who worked directly under Yang Qiwen were dead.

Yang Qiwen, who was a player, was able to escape the assassination because he was in a bunker-type house with high security… … .

Kwaang-!

“Damn it! “f*ck you!”

Now he had no civilian direct subordinates left.

The only one he has is Jang Jang-wi, his right-hand man and player.

“calm down. Then the table will break.”

When Spaniard, the founder of Messiah, stopped him, Yang Qiwen opened his eyes and glared.

“Is this table the problem now? “All the members of my immediate organization are dead!”

“Isn’t it okay to get the members of the organization back together again? “There must be a lot of Yangchi who will come under Yang Qiwen, who is ranked No. 1 in China.”

“f*ck you, who do you think is a psychopath without blood or tears? My family members are dead! “My men who have overcome hardships together by sharing a meal together!”

“… … .”

He shouted so excitedly that even the Spaniard didn’t open his mouth anymore.

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Organization must have been a very important part of Yang Qiwen’s life.

For a while, the only sounds coming from the hut were heavy breathing and exasperated yelling.

“I will kill you. “I don’t know what kind of cub it is, but I will cut its belly skin open, pull out its intestines, and strangle it to death.”

At that time, the inferior Dark Soul spoke.

“Hasn’t the culprit already come forward?”

“I can’t believe the culprit came out. “What kind of bullshit is this?”

“Think about it. We were all in another world at the time of the crime. So, the culprit was an ordinary person, but the only people who knew about the operation were members of the Black Society, right? Then you will get the answer. “It’s an act from within the organization.”

“So, f*ck, a member of our organization betrayed you? Do you mean this? now?”

“That’s all there is to it. Or is it a betrayal from our Messiah? “I guess a member of that organization went crazy and betrayed me.”

“Have you said everything?”

Yang Qiwen glared at him with murderous eyes, but Dark Soul remained calm.

“Then let me ask you this. You said you found a body in front of the villa before attacking the Black Scythe, right? Were there any members of the organization who were left out?”

“… … There was one person. “My name is Jang Chen.”

“Ah, then that kid must be the culprit. “Right before going to war, she stabbed and killed her colleagues, returned home, and dealt with the rest of the gang members.”

“But Jang Chen was found dead along with other members of the organization.”

“Then someone must have silenced him or committed suicide after paying for it.”

“… … f*ck, it’s not that easy to say. Jang Chen is the one who will betray… … .”

“A traitor goes around with the word traitor written on his face? Or do you give hints in advance that you will betray me?”

“… … .”

“The better a guy is at killing people, the better he is at acting. “I usually wear a mask, but when the time comes, I reveal my true colors.”

bang-!

“Why are you talking about what you know!”

Although Yang Qiwen denied it, Dark Soul looked at his colleagues as if what he said was correct.

“Do you think I’m wrong in your opinion?”

No one answered Dark Soul’s question.

Silence is a silent affirmation.

Dark Soul grinned.

“I think that guy named Jang Chen is a traitor planted by a rival organization. He was just waiting for an opportunity, but when the time came, he started to make his move.”

“No, now that I think about it, I don’t think competing organizations are related. Maybe there’s a black scythe involved… … .”

“The black scythe?”

Yang Qiwen, who calmed down his excitement a little, spoke calmly.

“I went to Korea to check after seeing what happened to a gang member, right? “At that time, I went into the Black Scythe Villa, but there was no one there.”

“So, where did you go out…?” … .”

“There was nothing that could be called human traces. “It was empty, as if someone left the house knowing this would happen.”

“yes? “So you’re saying that the Black Scythe detected our operation in advance?”

“I guess so. “Before the operation, I was reported to be inside the villa.”

At that time, Dark Soul snapped his fingers.

“Ah, now I understand! Black Scythe figured out our operation in advance and bribed a gang member named Jang Chen. And then they hired another killer to silence him when the job was done.”

It was a plausible assumption, but one problem remained.

“The question is, how did you find out about our operation? … .”

“Could there be a traitor among us?”

“Among us… … ?”

The atmosphere suddenly changed with Yang Qiwen’s words.

Everyone began to keep each other in check with sharp eyes.

But John Delgado shook his head as if there was no need to doubt each other.

“I agree with you that there are traitors. “I think I know who the traitor is.”

“Who is it?”

“Of course he’s not here, right?”

Those words reminded everyone of one person.

The only apostle who did not attend the cabin meeting was Swingman.

“Why is the swing man a traitor? John Delgado?”

Spaniard asked in a calm tone, but inside he was seething.

It’s not that they aren’t, but they are members that he personally recruited.

If there was a traitor among them, he couldn’t be seen as not taking responsibility.

“I’m not sure. “It’s just that it’s highly likely.”

“So what is the reason?”

“Actually, in round 12, I had a party with Black Scythe.”

“I guess so. “If the operation fails, we decided to approach the Black Scythe as an alternative.”

“At that time, there was a player named Zephyr next to the Black Scythe.”

“Wait a minute, isn’t Zephyr the assassin who provided Black Scythe’s home?”

“yes. When I first saw him, I was surprised to see his nickname, but his face was so different from reality that I wondered if he was a different person. It wasn’t like he knew me. We just assumed that the assassin we hired had given us a false nickname. But that’s it.”

John Delgado’s eyes sparkled.

“What if that Zephyr was really the Zephyr we met, and he was in league with Black Scythe? Well that explains everything. “They spread fake information in advance to deceive us and help Black Scythe.”

“But we only asked you to follow us, and you didn’t tell us any specific plans?”

“So, there is a traitor inside. Who called the informant named Zephyr? This is none other than Swingman. “It must have been because of Swingman’s help that Black Scythe was able to stop it in advance.”

Swingman, Zephyr, Black Scythe, Jang Chen.

If we assume that these four people were in the same group, all the puzzles fit together.

“f*ck you! I knew it would be like this. Curry man bastard! “I didn’t like it from the first time I saw it!”

Only Yang Qiwen was angry, but the feelings of others were not much different.

Everyone was just gritting their teeth in a sense of betrayal.

“Where is the swing man? “Why didn’t you come?”

“Contact has been lost. “Even when I search for tracking, it doesn’t come up.”

“Can’t you trace it?”

“It says the person doesn’t exist.”

“ah.”

What that meant was simple.

“It looks like he’s dead. In round 12.”

“Huh, you idiot. “I’m behind after just 12 rounds.”

“If you do this, you can’t even get revenge, right?”

I was planning on punishing the traitor, but now that he’s dead, there’s nothing I can do.

“Jiang Chen is also dead, and if it is difficult for the Black Scythe to take revenge, there is only one person left.”

“Jeffie. “I need to track him down.”

“But how can I trace you if I don’t even know your real name?”

“In reality, there is nothing we can do about it. If you want to work, you have to do it in another world. “I can find you because I know your face and nickname.”

As John Delgado spoke confidently, Spaniard concluded:

“Then, in round 13, we will track down a guy named Zephyr with John Delgado. Torture that bastard and you’ll find out the truth. Additionally, you will be able to find out information about the Black Scythe.”

“f*cking assassin bastard. “Avenge his men.”

“I don’t know what kind of mission Round 13 is, but that bastard is at a loss. “You touched us without even knowing the subject.”

The meeting ended with the four apostles gritting their teeth.

Their new target was Zephyr, believed to be Black Scythe’s ally.

* * *

“Whoa.”

John Delgado returned home after the meeting.

I somehow survived this round by partying with the black scythe.

‘Will I be able to live again next time?’

As the rounds passed, my fear grew.

It wasn’t just about getting revenge on the Black Scythe.

‘are you okay. ‘I have an angel.’

In the 12th round, the angel fighting the black scythe was turned into an undead spirit.

Even though he was caught, Black Scythe somehow let him go.

With a warning not to climb any further.

‘okay. What kind of revenge is this in this situation? ‘For now, survival comes first.’

John Delgado checked the status window just in case.

However, without fail, a message is written like a stigma.

[Penalty is in effect.]

[All stats are permanently reduced by 50%.]

[The summoner’s stats are permanently reduced by 50%.]

“Shoot the puck!”

Just looking at the stats that have dropped by half makes me angry.

Why did we end up in this situation by becoming a party with Black Scythe?

Although I couldn’t help but curse, there was also a silver lining.

‘I have an angel summoner.’

Although it was an unknown angel, it certainly looked incredibly strong.

Well, in front of the black scythe, I was like a mouse before a cat, but where is this?

‘It is a summon that cannot be compared to most players or monsters. I can definitely say that it is the strongest of all the summons I have obtained so far.’

If you use a dead target as a summon, you can control it with 50% of its original abilities.

Even that was reduced by half again due to the penalty, but even taking that into account, it was clear that they would be strong.

‘The only thing I will trust from now on is this nameless angelic summon.’

You have to be strong.

Aside from getting revenge on the black scythe, you must first survive until round 20.

‘And I’m talking about it as a wish. ‘I want you to kill Black Scythe.’

Of course, it was just a delusion.

Wouldn’t it be better to just pray for something 1,000 times stronger than the black scythe?

“Then not only will you rule the world, but you can do whatever you want. “Tsk tsk tsk tsk.”

Laughter burst out.

I was giggling like a drug addict at home alone.

Still, it doesn’t matter.

“No one will see it anyway, right? “Giggle, giggle.”

“Is it here?”

John Delgado was startled by the voice of a third party.

Where I looked with a straight face, there was a strange man wearing a mask.

‘White mask?’

At that moment, a video of the entrance to the villa came to mind.

There, a man called Black Scythe wore the same mask as that one.

“You, you couldn’t possibly be…” … .”

“that’s right. “Who you think you are.”

With those words, a large scythe was caught in the gunman’s hand.

It was a familiar-looking scythe that had been used to cut off one’s own limbs.

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