The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 227: God-Tier Weapon (Part 2)

[Thanatos’ Garment Set Effects (5/5)]
– 2-set effect: +20% resistance
– 3-set effect: +10% skill damage
– 4-set effect: -30% damage taken
– 5-set effect: +10% to all set gear stats

Satisfied, Ryu Min smiled as he checked the set bonuses. Just like the equipment Russell had enchanted, the options had increased by 10%.

‘And if Russell polishes this gear too?’

The compounded enhancement would increase the stats by 32%. That would be a significant boost.

‘I’ve got all the God-Tier gear now. I just need to gather the God-Tier accessories by taking down bosses bit by bit. Next, I’ll need to work on runes in the real world.’

There were five runes available in the real world. He had already gathered three and needed just two more.

‘I’ll deal with that in the 16th round. Right now, the priority is rallying the players.’

Even though the number of players had decreased, there were still about 5,000 left worldwide. Among them, there were those who still terrorized civilians, treating them as slaves.

‘There are definitely nations where those trash have seized control of the military, treating the common people as slaves.’

What if he took down those trash and liberated those nations?

Not only would he gain the support of his own country, but the name of the Black Scythe would also rise in prestige.

‘By doing that, I’ll be able to bring uncontrollable players under my command. Once controlled, I can save as many people as possible in the 15th round.’

Moreover, if he moved under the name of the Death Church, he could spread its influence far and wide.

‘This time, I won’t operate in secret like during the last KF incident. I’ll make it public that I’m helping nations in need and take action based on the reports I receive.’

That’s why he had built his foundation.

As the deputy commander of CPF, and the righteous avenger who destroyed KF, it was time to act openly.

‘I’ll need the president’s help.’

Grinning, Ryu Min scrolled through his contacts on his Lostyak phone until he found the number for the Blue House, which he had declined a commendation from not long ago.

*

[What about Lord Michael?]

[He went to the Akashic Records to check the news. He told us to wait for a while.]

Gabriel nodded at Raphael’s words.

Soon after, Michael appeared in the meeting hall, accompanied by a bright light.

[Have you returned, Lord Michael?]

[Have you been waiting long?]

[Not at all. But what about the news…?]

With a somber expression, Michael shook his head. Just that gesture alone left Gabriel and Raphael shocked.

They hadn’t even considered the possibility of failure.

[Even Raguel and Uriel failed…]

[Are you sure, Lord Michael? There must be some mistake…]

[There’s no mistake. I just saw the records of how they died. It was a close battle, but they ultimately lost.]

The phrase “close battle” was a lie.

‘They were completely overwhelmed. Even I hadn’t anticipated such power.’

The Black Scythe was stronger than expected. However, he concealed this fact from the other archangels. If he revealed it, they might insist he get involved, which would be troublesome.

‘It’s better to say it was a close fight. If I get involved, I’ll have no choice but to kill the Black Scythe.’

He had no intention of slaughtering the goose that laid the golden eggs just yet.

With his expression still solemn, Michael continued.

[Not just them. Even 200 rank-5 angels perished.]

[Rank-5 angels? Uriel and Raguel took soldiers with them?]

[It seems they secretly tried to handle it themselves. But in the end, they were all wiped out.]

[The Black Scythe is unexpectedly strong.]

Gabriel mused as he sank into deep thought, likely trying to devise a plan.

‘This is bad. Gabriel’s strategies are unmatched.’

No matter how strong the Black Scythe was, if Gabriel got serious, it would spell trouble.

The victory in the 5th Heavenly Demon War 200 years ago was largely thanks to Gabriel’s cunning.

‘I played a significant role too, but in some ways, Gabriel was the true hero of that war.’

The higher-ups expected Gabriel to play a pivotal role in the upcoming 7th Heavenly Demon War. If he got involved, there might be no way to protect the Black Scythe.

‘Who would have thought Gabriel would be forced to act so soon? The Black Scythe dealt with the archangels too quickly.’

A solution had to be found. He had to ensure Gabriel didn’t get directly involved.

Just then, Raphael broke the silence.

[Lord Michael, this can’t go on. It’s time for us to step in.]

[It seems so.]

[Why don’t we go down to the human realm and kill the Black Scythe all at once?]

[You mean even me?]

[Yes.]

At Raphael’s suggestion, Michael intentionally made a displeased expression.

[Must I personally step in to handle a mere insect? I am the highest of the high.]

[But we might struggle if it’s just me and Gabriel…]

[How shocking. The second and third-ranked archangels are afraid of a mere human?]

[We’re not afraid. We just want to ensure we settle this matter once and for all.]

[But my pride won’t allow me to get involved.]

[However…]

[Enough, Raphael.]

Gabriel, who had finished formulating his plan, interrupted Raphael’s argument.

[There’s no need for Lord Michael to step in. Nor is there a need for the two of us to get involved.]

[What do you mean, Gabriel? You don’t plan to get involved?]

Michael asked with a surprised look, to which Gabriel explained the strategy he had come up with.

Upon hearing the plan, Michael struggled to suppress his shock. The plan was so effective and deadly to the Black Scythe that it was hard to hide his emotions.

‘This is bad. If they execute this plan, the Black Scythe…’

The 14th round might just be the end of it all.

[So, Lord Michael, shall we proceed with the operation?]

[Hmm, it’s not a bad plan.]

[I’ll take that as your approval and begin preparations.]

[Very well. I’ll speak to Lord Nemesis on your behalf.]

[Thank you.]

‘Sigh… This is serious. The Black Scythe might be in real danger this time.’

But none of the other archangels saw the concerned expression on Michael’s face.