The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 166 (Part 2)



Chapter 166 (Part 2)

Chapter 166: Grim Reaper Cult (Part 2)

Arriving at the meeting place, Ryu Min was slightly taken aback.

Min Juri, already in the passenger seat, gestured for him to get moving.

“Where are we going?”

“Yangpyeong.”

“Why there?”

“There’s the cult based there. I’m scared to go alone… You’ll come with me, right?”

Looking at him with puppy-dog eyes, he couldn’t say no.

“What cult is it?”

“Let’s go first. I’ll tell you when we get there.”

She was obviously hiding something, but he already knew what it was.

‘As expected, it’s the Grim Reaper Cult.’

The Grim Reaper Cult, created by Heo Tae-seok, was located in Gyeonggi Province, Yangpyeong.

He hadn’t visited yet but remembered seeing a promotional post on the Player Haven café.

‘Last time in the other world, Min Juri seemed interested, so he slyly gave her the address.’

He wasn’t particularly busy, and it was just an hour’s drive from Seoul, so time wasn’t an issue.

‘Spending some time with Min Juri isn’t a bad idea, considering there aren’t many months left for us to hang out.’

With a bit of excitement, Ryu Min silently drove them there.

Min Juri was grateful to him.

“Thanks for coming with me. I don’t have anything to give you… but here’s a buff for strength!”

“Ha, ha… that does give me strength.”

While it had nothing to do with driving, it really helped calm him down.

“We’re here.”

After an hour’s drive, they arrived at a small village.

One wouldn’t typically imagine a cult in such a place, but there it was.

The building looked like a run-down village hall.

“Min. Is this the place?”

“Yeah. According to the address he gave me, this should be it.”

As they approached, the first thing they noticed was a wooden signboard with Chinese characters carved into it.

“Grim Reaper Cult (???)? You wanted to come here?”

At Ryu Min’s question, Min Juri nodded shyly.

“Yeah… what the Grim Reaper Cult is….”

“I know. It’s the group that idolizes the black scythe.”

“Ah? You knew about it?”

“I saw a promotional post on the Player Haven.”

With that, Ryu Min asked seriously,

“So, you’re thinking of joining?”

“No, I just wanted to see what it’s like.”

‘Lies. You’re planning to join.’

Ryu Min was curious, too.

He knew of the existence of the cult but had never visited its headquarters.

At one point, its presence had seemed to vanish.

‘Heo Tae-seok was famous as the cult’s leader until round 15.’

The infamous 15th round was so brutal that even the cult leader had vanished.

‘This time might turn out differently.’

While the cultish vibe was strong, there was no denying the allure of being revered.

Moreover, in round 12, the cult started to amass followers from other countries, quietly growing in power.

‘Maybe I could scout and develop some useful talents from here?’

It could be beneficial for Ryu Min in the future.

“Shall we go in and see how it’s set up?”

With a slight sense of anticipation, they entered the cult’s interior, which was underwhelming.

The gloomy atmosphere was only matched by mats and straw mats on the floor.

A common village hall, no, even less impressive than that.

And there weren’t many people gathered.

“Is this all there is…?”

Besides Ryu Min and Min Juri, there were only about five other people, all strangers except for two.

“Welcome. New followers.”

As Heo Tae-seok pushed someone forward, a man approached them with a smiling face.

‘Eom Jun-seok?’

Both Heo Tae-seok and Eom Jun-seok hadn’t customized their avatars, as their in-game and real-life appearances matched.

“Welcome to the Grim Reaper Cult. Did you come to join?”

“No, just looking around….”

“You seem like a player, huh? Do I know you?”

Eom Jun-seok tilted his head curiously at Min Juri.

“Have we met before?”

“I was introduced to you in the other world.”

“Oh? Are you, by any chance, the Buffer? Is your nickname ‘Democracy’?”

“Yes, that’s me.”

As Min Juri revealed her role as a buffer, Eom Jun-seok couldn’t hide his surprise.

“Heo Tae, I mean, Cult Leader? Cult Leader!”

“What is it, Eom Cardinal?”

Their internal titles of Cult Leader and Cult Cardinal elicited a snort from Ryu Min, but he held back.

Right now, their influence might be minimal, but in a few months, it would grow significantly.

The cult was not to be underestimated.

“Here is the partner of Black Scythe, Democracy!”

“Oh, really?”

Heo Tae-seok brightened up and approached Min Juri.

‘Partner?’

That word caught his attention, but it wasn’t entirely incorrect.

“Really, you’re Democracy?”

“Yes. And you are… Mr. Aged Man?”

“Ha, ha, yes. I am Aged Man No Gay. You seemed mature in the other world, but you’re actually a young college student? Early 20s?”

“Yes. I’m 20.”

Heo Taeseok naturally turned his attention to Ryu Min.

“So who might this be, if not Black Scythe…?”

“Just a friend.”

“And your nickname is…?”

After a moment of hesitation, Ryu Min revealed the nickname he had not even shared with Min Juri.


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