The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 236 (Part 2)

Chapter 236: Special Rules (Part 2)

There’s a saying that the best defense is a good offense, but in truth, the best defense is evasion.

If you avoid an attack, you take zero damage. Speed meant they could attack first as well.

In other words, underestimating double speed could be a huge mistake.

‘Even the mages will have trouble this time. Buffed gargoyles can easily dodge their spells.’

If mages struggled, then melee fighters would have an even harder time.

It was no easy task to fight flying monsters.

Of course, this was irrelevant to Ryu Min.

“Kyaaak!”

“Grrr!”

As the gargoyles swooped down, Ryu Min swung his scythe, killing dozens.

Even when the gargoyles flew higher to avoid him, it was futile.

“Wide Area Release.”

Crackle!

Every gargoyle within a 30-meter radius was vaporized without a trace.

‘The Lightning Rune makes this easy.’

His attack using the Darkness Rune was also quite effective.

Whoosh!

Dark daggers, like throwing knives, shot out and pierced the heads of the gargoyles, giving them no chance to escape.

As a result, it took less than five minutes to eliminate all the gargoyles.

“Hey, how many did you get?”

“None…”

“I wasn’t the only one, then…”

“Do we even need to be here?”

“We’re going to be standing around doing nothing for another 25 minutes.”

As Ryu Min monopolized all the contributions again, some players sighed in frustration.

Although they were clearing the waves with ease thanks to the Black Scythe, they couldn’t help but worry that at this rate, they’d be erased from existence due to lack of contribution.

‘I’ve basically cleared both the first and second waves myself.’

By now, Ryu Min had essentially secured first place in contribution.

‘I’ll take it easy now, and when the 10th wave comes, I’ll step in and secure the victory.’

Thinking this, Ryu Min looked around and saw several familiar faces.

Min Juri, Seo Arin, Christine, Jeffrey, Yamti, Ju Seong-tak, Heo Tae-seok, Eom Jun-seok, Jo Yong-ho, and more.

Even the new recruits from various nationalities who had recently joined the Death Church were here.

They had all gathered in response to Ryu Min’s orders to assemble before the second wave ended.

“As promised, everyone’s here. Since we’re in a party, it’s safer and more efficient to fight together.”

At Ryu Min’s words, everyone focused.

“I took care of most of the monsters in the first and second waves as I had warned you. But starting from the third wave, I won’t step in. I’m not so heartless as to steal your contributions.”

The church members, already briefed on the plan, nodded in understanding.

“I’ll only step in when there’s a dangerous monster. So, focus on building your contributions. My help ends here. Whether you survive or not is up to you.”

“Yes!”

Leaving the enthusiastic replies behind, Ryu Min decided to take a break.

Many waves remained, but he had no doubt his companions would make it through.

They were talented and skilled enough.

“Black Scythe-nim.”

At that moment, some familiar faces approached Ryu Min.

“Victor, Russell, Sophia.”

It was Victor, an alchemist, Russell, a blacksmith, and Victor’s younger sister, Sophia.

“What brings you here?”

“I came to give you some new potions.”

“Potions?”

Victor pulled out a bundle of potions from his inventory.

“These are master-grade potions, so they’ll be more effective than the ones I gave you before.”

These high-grade potions boosted stats by 16 points each.

“Thanks. This will come in handy.”

“It’s nothing compared to the favor you did for me, Black Scythe-nim. Haha.”

Victor laughed, and Sophia gazed at Ryu Min with admiration and gratitude.

She couldn’t help but look at him that way—he had saved her brother from a dangerous situation.

Just then, Russell spoke up as he examined Ryu Min.

“Black Scythe-nim, you’ve changed weapons? Would you mind if I applied a buff to it?”

“Sure.”

Russell applied a buff to Ryu Min’s weapons and armor.

It seemed they had come just to offer their help.

‘It’s surprising how many people are coming to me…’

Ryu Min couldn’t help but recall the earlier regressions.

When he had gone through countless loops, fighting alone.

‘Compared to then, I really have gained a lot of companions.’

He couldn’t help but smile.

“Well, we’ve given you everything, so we’ll be on our way.”

“Oh, wait. While you’re at it, how about joining the Death Church?”

“The Death Church?”

“Heo Kyung-rok.”

“Yes, sir!”

Heo Tae-seok came running, and Ryu Min introduced him with a smile.

“These are my acquaintances who’ve helped me. Explain the Death Church to them and help them join if they’re interested.”

“Understood. It won’t take long. Please follow me…”

The three listened to the explanation and readily agreed to join.

Considering their positive feelings toward Ryu Min, it was a natural outcome.

‘Now all my close acquaintances have joined the Death Church.’

This way, he could ensure their survival in each round.

*

Following the trolls, blood orcs, golems, and minotaurs, high orcs appeared as the monsters gradually grew stronger.

Yet, no player had suffered any injuries.

Thanks to their final line of defense—the Black Scythe.

“Keeek!”

The high orc boss from the fifth wave fell helplessly under the players’ coordinated attacks.

For Master-level players with extensive combat experience, even a high orc was not a threat.

“Wow! We’re finally at the 10th wave!”

“What will the final wave be like?”

“Do you know, Black Scythe-nim?”

“The only advice I can give you is not to intervene.”

After giving his cult members a brief tip, Ryu Min prepared for the final wave.

‘It’s time to complete the side quest.’

While the earlier waves had been conquered without much effort, the 10th wave would not be so easy.

Not even for Ryu Min.

‘That’s why I chose the invincibility skill as my special reward.’

It wasn’t that his enemies were overwhelmingly strong.

It was just that he knew things could get dangerous, and he intended to handle this wave personally.

‘But where is the archangel? They’re not showing up…’

Even amidst the chaos of battle, Ryu Min kept his senses sharp, monitoring his surroundings.

Yet, there was no sign of the archangel.

‘They won’t just leave quietly. What could they be planning?’

Perhaps they were retreating temporarily to devise a strategy, preparing for a stronger counterattack?

‘Hard to say. Either way, I can’t let my guard down for the final wave.’

He needed to deal with this 10th wave and complete his side quest.

As he scanned the battlefield, his eyes suddenly caught sight of a man quickly averting his gaze.

‘What’s that guy up to? Wait a second.’

Ryu Min focused on the man, narrowing his eyes.

The name seemed oddly familiar.

‘That nickname… SoSo Mukbang (SoSo Food Show)?’