The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 179 (Part 1)
Chapter 179: Doppelganger’s Reward (Part 1)
‘Black… Scythe?’
Shizukan carefully observed the opponent who claimed to be the Black Scythe.
‘He’s a Korean player carrying a scythe, just like his nickname.’
However, he had never seen him in person before, so he couldn’t help but be skeptical.
“Are you really the Black Scythe?”
“Yeah. You followed me all the way here, didn’t you? Isn’t that right?”
“How do you know that…?”
Shizukan abruptly turned his head.
“Shizukan-nim! Aaaaargh!”
Right behind him, his subordinates were dying in desperate agony.
“Hey, you bastard! Move out of the way!”
“Why don’t you stop talking and come at me? Why just stand there? Are you scared?”
Though his opponent was taunting him, Shizukan couldn’t recklessly charge forward.
‘If that guy is really the Black Scythe…’
Could he take him on in a one-on-one fight?
Against the level 90 Black Scythe?
Because of this thought, he couldn’t act rashly.
Crack-
The sound of a neck snapping brought silence to the surroundings.
When Shizukan turned around, he saw that all his subordinates were dead, and the black figure was smiling like a human.
‘Damn it. I’ve wasted time because of this…!’
It’s all because of that bastard.
Shizukan’s gaze turned to the man blocking his path.
Now, he had no choice.
There was no retreat.
With enemies in front and behind, he had to break through one side.
He had to make a decisive move.
‘If I have to bet on one side, I’ll target that bastard who claims to be the Black Scythe.’
He might not really be the Black Scythe.
He might be surprisingly weak.
Shizukan’s eyes gleamed with determination.
He had to kill this so-called Black Scythe and break through this crisis.
‘Blood Grasp!’
When he stretched out his hand, a giant hand stained with blood grasped the Black Scythe.
‘Got him! It’s over!’
He thought the enemy would dodge, but he was caught.
‘If I can just pull him in, I’ll crush his head…’
Just as Shizukan was about to finish his thought, he was stunned.
The Blood Grasp held the enemy firmly but wasn’t pulling him in.
‘What’s this? Why isn’t it working…?’
Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t that the hand was still.
The grasping hand was trembling, straining to pull the enemy in.
Despite the skill’s description stating it would draw the enemy in, it was ineffective.
‘What’s going on? Why isn’t the skill working… Ah!’
He recalled there were times before when he couldn’t pull an enemy in.
Opponents with high strength stats could resist and break free with their strength.
‘Is that bastard resisting my skill with pure strength?’
Seeing the Black Scythe held by the giant hand without moving an inch, Shizukan was shocked.
“How high is his strength…?”
As the grasp naturally dissolved due to the time limit, the Black Scythe let out a small laugh.
“Why are you so surprised? Of course, it won’t work even though I don’t have the Blessing.”
“Blessing? What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Not important.”
The Black Scythe, sneering, put his scythe into his inventory.
“What are you doing?”
“Giving you some hope.”
“What?”
“I won’t use any weapons or skills. Come at me with everything you’ve got.”
‘This bastard…’
It wasn’t enough that he blocked his escape; now he was mocking him.
In this situation, if he didn’t feel humiliated, he wasn’t a man.
“Fine, I’ll grant your wish and kill you.”
The sword’s body was stained red.
The berserker’s level 40 skill, Blood Aura.
The more blood scattered around, the darker and stronger the aura became, capable of cutting through steel like tofu.
It was a powerful buff skill that ignored the enemy’s defense.
But.
Swoosh-! Swoosh-!
It was only useful if he could hit his opponent.
‘Damn it, why can’t I hit him? Why!’
Though he swung his sword like a madman, the Black Scythe dodged everything.
It was as if he read the sword’s path in advance, moving fluidly like water.
“Blood Aura is good. It’s the inferior version of the Dark Knight’s Aura, but it’s still useful. But if you can’t hit, it’s useless, isn’t it?”
“Shut up and die, you bastard!”
“You should be the one to shut up.”
The Black Scythe attacked only once.
Smack-!
It was a simple jab.
But it was faster than a bullet, impossible to avoid, a strike beyond human ability.
“Gahh!”
Shizukan, spitting blood, tumbled on the ground in a disgraceful manner.
His jaw dislocated, and he felt as if he had been hit dozens of times, his mind in a haze.
‘What kind of jab…’
It was hard to believe that one jab could cause such devastation.
“You bastard…”
“Even with all your teeth knocked out, you still have the strength to curse?”
“I’ll kill you…”
Though he realized the difference in power, his pride wouldn’t let him yield.
He was a leader and the face of the underworld.
Yielding meant bringing shame to the underworld.
“This isn’t the time for pride.”
“What?”
[Bon appétit. Kihihik.]
As Shizukan turned, a doppelganger seeped into his body.
He realized his mistake too late.
“Gah, gah!”
Choking himself involuntarily, Shizukan died with a cracking sound in less than 10 seconds.
└Condition: Watch the doppelganger kill another prey
└Current doppelganger’s kills (10/10)
[You have completed the sub-quest!]
[Points +10,000]
Ryu Min smirked as he confirmed the reward.
A considerable amount of points have been added.
It was twice the amount he would have gotten from directly killing the Chinese players.
‘Ju Seong-tak must have received the reward too.’
All that remained now was to kill the doppelganger.
[Kihihik! Human memories are so delicious!]
The doppelganger, now in a black form, stared at Ryu Min.
[You. You fed me on purpose, didn’t you?]
“…”
[Why did you do it? Did you think I’d spare you if I felt good?]
“You seem mistaken.”
Crackle-
Ryu Min sneered, gathering electricity at his fingertip.
“You’re the one who should be begging for your life.”
[Hmph, you’re still keeping that act, huh?]
“Charging.”
Zap-!
The released electricity struck the doppelganger.
[Kyaaaaah!]