The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

– Pass the five trials in the Cave of Trials

[Unified Area CA-EA001]

– Participating Teams: 7,880

– Teams Achieved: 0/3,940

“Five trials?”

“Is that why they told us to form teams of five?”

“Ah, so each person has to take on a trial, huh?”

Hearing the murmurs of some players, the angel smirked and spoke.

[You’ve become quite sharp. Yes, this round is about passing the five trials, and a team of five must tackle them. Of course, the details of the trials are secret.]

Even before the angel finished speaking, the players began moving.

The moment they heard it was a team event, they started thinking about whom to form a party with.

If they took it easy, they might end up being the unfortunate last two.

[Your quick actions reflect your survival instincts. I like that enthusiasm. So, as you form your teams, listen up.]

The angel continued the explanation without a care.

[As mentioned, you need to form a party of five to start the game. You know how to form a party from round 6, right? Hold hands, and at the same time, shout ‘Form Party’ to activate it. Ah, I see the first party has already formed.]

The angel spoke while looking into the air as if tracking real-time results.

[Parties can be formed regardless of nationality. As they say, yesterday’s enemy is today’s ally. Or is it the other way around? Anyway, forget the past round and form your parties harmoniously. To facilitate smooth party formation, I will activate the translation feature.]

As soon as the angel finished speaking, a message appeared.

[Round Trait ‘Translation’ is activated.]

[You can communicate with otherworldly beings.]

[You can converse with any player without language barriers.]

The translation feature, which they received each time they went to the otherworld, was now activated.

While they could now understand and read each other’s languages, people still avoided looking at foreign players.

Due to the previous round, the perception that foreign players were dangerous was ingrained in their minds.

Some even harbored prejudices, akin to racial conflicts.

[Now that you can communicate, chat freely, and form your parties. Don’t worry about being backstabbed; party members cannot harm each other.]

Despite the angel’s encouragement, players only sought parties within their own countries.

Only those left behind had no choice but to join forces with foreigners.

[As the quest shows, only the first 3,940 teams to clear the trials will survive. Rankings will be announced based on individual performance. Of course, the criteria for ranking are a secret. With that, the explanation ends. Once all parties are formed, we will begin. Who will be the unfortunate last two? Kuhuhu.]

Ignoring the angel’s sinister laugh, Seo Arin glanced at the Black Scythe.

“Black Scythe, have you found your party members?”

“Not yet.”

“Then, how about forming a party with me…?”

Seo Arin suggested shyly, but Ryu Min did not react.

Though he said he hadn’t found his members, he had already decided on them in his mind.

“Oh? Come to think of it, there are five of us here. How about we form a party?”

Min Juri suggested from the side, but Ryu Min had no intention of forming a party with them.

‘Other people don’t know about the trials, so they are randomly forming five-member parties…’

Ryu Min, who knew the strategy, didn’t need to do that.

He couldn’t just grab anyone.

‘We need to form a party suitable for each trial. That’s the key to this round.’

The five trials weren’t given for no reason.

The others, including Ryu Min, knew that.

The prophecy had told them everything.

‘That’s why they’re suggesting we form a party now. Coincidentally, there are five of us, and they all have suitable roles for each trial.’

But the only person Ryu Min needed from this group was Min Juri.

He didn’t need the others.

He could replace them with more reliable people.

‘Ma Kyung-rok and An Sang-cheol don’t plan to party with me anyway.’

Because of the incident in the Labyrinth Forest and the fact that I had saved Christine.

He couldn’t help but be resentful as her fiancé.

The emotional rift had already formed and was too late to mend.

“Black Scythe? How about forming a party with us?”

“Sorry, I’m planning to party with Min Juri.”

“What? Oh…”

Min Juri’s and Seo Arin’s reactions were contrasting as if they had traversed between heaven and hell.

Min Juri was touched that the Black Scythe cared for her, while Seo Arin felt a silent disappointment.

“Arin, let’s find another party.”

“…”

Despite An Sang-cheol’s words, Seo Arin couldn’t bring herself to leave.

Meanwhile, someone approached the Black Scythe.

It was Christine.

“Oh, Black Scythe, you’re here…”

Christine, who had come to find the Black Scythe for a party, flinched upon seeing Ma Kyung-rok.

It was because his nickname was the same as her fiancé’s.

“Heavenly Demon? Could it be you…”

“Hello, Chrissy. First time seeing each other here, right?”

Ma Kyung-rok, sensing the situation, called her by her nickname instead of her real name.

Because Black Scythe was present.

Christine didn’t make the mistake of calling him by his real name in front of others either.

“Didn’t expect to see you here, Heavenly Demon.”

“Same here.”

Thanks to the translation feature, they communicated without using English.

“Were you looking for Black Scythe?”

“Yes… I couldn’t find anyone to party with. Don’t misunderstand.”

Christine explained, even though no one asked, feeling guilty.

“I don’t misunderstand. It’s natural to want to party with the person who saved you. I feel the same. The problem is, the Black Scythe doesn’t seem to want us in his party.”

“What?”

Christine looked at Ryu Min.

Her eyes questioned whether he wouldn’t let her into his party.

“I’ve decided to party with Min Juri. I have no plans to party with anyone else for now.”

Christine’s expression turned gloomy, like someone who had just been rejected after confessing.

At that moment, another person appeared.

“Black Scythe!”

It was Yamti, a real-world acquaintance of the Black Scythe, accompanied by a familiar large man.

None other than Victor Zaphael, the Nigerian alchemist.

He was unmistakable with his familiar appearance and nickname.

‘Good, she brought him as instructed.’

Ryu Min had already given Yamti instructions.

To meet Victor under the guise of coincidence and bring him.

Finding him wasn’t difficult since his appearance and nickname were the same in reality.

“Victor? This is Black Scythe.”

“Really, is it Black Scythe?”

Although he had seen him in reality, Victor had only seen him wearing a mask.

It was understandable that he didn’t recognize him.

“Nice to meet you, Victor. First time seeing you here.”

“Black Scythe? Is it really you?”

“You can tell by the nickname, right? Haha.”

Victor, thrilled to see his savior in the otherworld, didn’t know what to do.

“Nice to meet you. I’ve really wanted to see you.”