The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 196 (Part 2)

Chapter: 196. Those Who Aim for the Black Scythe (Part 2)

No angel was unaware that the seven archangels ruled over Heaven.

Recently, they all knew that the number had decreased to six after Remiel’s death. However, no angel knew how Remiel died or who killed him, except the archangels.

[This is a serious matter.]

[Indeed.]

The archangels gathered together for the first time in a long while. They used to gather for significant events, but it had rarely happened recently, until Remiel’s death.

[It’s unprecedented that the seven archangels, who maintained order for hundreds of years, have been reduced to six. This is a serious issue.]

[I agree. The once unshakable reputation of the archangels is plummeting. We need to make a move.]

Gabriel, ranked second, and Uriel, ranked fourth, raised their voices. Michael, ranked first and usually silent, asked for the archangels’ opinions.

[What should we do?]

[We must catch and kill the vile worm that killed Remiel!]

[We should bring him to Heaven and skin him alive in front of everyone!]

Most of the archangels shared the same opinion: the Black Scythe should be brought to Heaven and given a fitting punishment.

‘This is troublesome.’

Bringing a player participating in the round to Heaven would immediately disqualify him. He would become an outsider, no longer a participant, and wouldn’t be summoned for the next round. He wouldn’t even be able to return to Earth.

This meant he would become an entity unrelated to the survival game, but that didn’t matter to the archangels. They only cared about punishing the criminal. However, Michael’s stance was different.

‘To become God, I need the Black Scythe to win this game.’

In other words, he needed to protect the Black Scythe so he could safely reach the 20th round. But given the current hostile atmosphere, it was doubtful if that would be possible.

Especially with Raguel, ranked fifth.

[Michael, give me a chance. I will bring that vile human, the Black Scythe, to receive proper judgment.]

Being the archangel of justice, fairness, and harmony, Raguel couldn’t stand to leave the Black Scythe alone. Michael knew that if Raguel went, he would likely tear him apart and bring him to Heaven for all kinds of torture. He couldn’t send Raguel. It would be better if he went himself.

‘No, if I went and failed to achieve anything, the blame would fall on me.’

Eventually, someone had to be sent to quell the turmoil. Preferably, an archangel weak enough for the Black Scythe to defeat.

‘Who would be suitable?’

While pondering, Michael’s gaze fell on the only quiet archangel, Sariel, ranked sixth, the archangel of death.

‘If anyone, Sariel, who is closest in rank, would be suitable….’

But Sariel was almost a counter to the Reaper class.

‘The darkness of a Reaper cannot overcome the darkness of the archangel of death.’

A mere player’s dark attribute couldn’t match the archangel of death.

‘He will undoubtedly fail and be subdued.’

But he couldn’t send Raguel, who was already eager to confront the Black Scythe.

‘If Raguel fights with full force, the Black Scythe won’t stand a chance.’

Although he wanted to send an angel the Black Scythe could handle, there were no suitable archangels. Anyone ranked fifth or sixth would be a tough match for the Black Scythe. Higher-ranked archangels were out of the question.

‘If I suggest sending first-class angels, there will be opposition.’

The fact that the Black Scythe had killed the seventh-ranked Remiel already meant he was beyond human level. Sending first-class angels would raise objections.

‘Hmm, who can I send that the Black Scythe can handle….’

It was a ridiculous thought, but without realizing it, the archangels continued their heated debate.

[We must capture that human immediately! Even if we have to open a dimensional gate!]

[Opening a dimensional gate without the round starting requires a great price. There’s no need to rush.]

[So, Gabriel, are you saying we should let that worm roam free?

[Just wait until the 12th round starts, Raguel. I understand your feelings, but we must be rational and consider the pros and cons.]

[Then allow me to go in the 12th round! I will capture that human and restore the dignity of the archangels!]

[No.]

Michael interrupted the conversation.

He had made up his mind on who to send.

[Sariel will be the one to capture the Black Scythe.]

[Michael, why!?]

[You’ve lost your composure. Sariel is more suited for the task as he’s more composed.]

[I can do it too! I can use this sword of judgment to…]

[Look at yourself, Raguel. You’re so agitated.]

[……]

[My decision is final. Sariel is the right choice for capturing the Black Scythe. There’s no need for someone ranked as high as you to be involved in capturing a mere human.]

[Hmm… That’s true.]

Since Michael, the highest-ranked archangel, had spoken, the others had to follow his decision. Michael had carefully weighed the situation before making his choice.

[If we must send someone, it should be Sariel, who is ranked sixth. At least that human might be able to manage it.]

Though Sariel was almost a perfect counter to the Reaper class, he was still the weakest among the archangels.

[Sariel, can you handle it?]

[Of course, Michael. Capturing a mere human is not a difficult task.]

[Then it’s settled. Sariel will go to the other dimension when the 12th round begins and bring the Black Scythe here. Do not kill him; we need him to face judgment in Heaven.]

[Is that all?]

[Ideally, bring him back unscathed. It won’t be easy, but…]

Perhaps feeling challenged by the final remark, Sariel’s long, feathered eyebrows twitched.

[I will make sure to bring him back without a scratch.]

Sariel’s resolute response made Michael feel uneasy.

‘This is not what I intended…’

Michael intended to help the Black Scythe, but he didn’t realize that his words had only fueled Sariel’s determination.

—

Meanwhile, Ryu Min was preparing to spring his trap, fully aware that his enemies would fall for it.

The Heaven’s conspiracy and the plan to assassinate the Black Scythe were all intertwined. Ryu Min’s carefully laid trap was about to set off a chain of events that would shake both Heaven and Earth.