The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

[What are you going to do with them?]

“What else, kill them.”

[You are insane.]

Remiel snorted in disdain.

[Telling me to betray my subordinates. You are thoroughly insane.]

“I promise I won’t kill you, though.”

[Hmph, do you think I would believe that?]

“If you can’t trust, then you just have to die, right?”

Seeing the human speak so dismissively, Remiel agonized.

Using sparks, he could prevent further bloodshed, but that didn’t mean the crisis was over.

If the human simply decided to drive the scythe into his head, he would be dead.

‘Damn it. What should I do? Should I accept the proposal?’

His pride was hurt, but it was better than dying.

If he could save his life by sacrificing his soldiers now, he might recover and plan for the future.

He could save his life and seek revenge.

But if he didn’t accept the proposal?

He would just die.

‘Whether I self-destruct or whatever, I might harm the bastard, but…’

He would surely die.

To die fighting a human.

He would be mocked across the heavens forever.

“What are you going to do? Decide quickly. Live or die.”

[Fine, I accept the proposal.]

“Acting so high and mighty. You’re trying to keep your pride high despite the circumstances. Tsk.”

Remiel disliked the human’s sneering but kept silent.

Reluctantly, he had to admit his defeat.

He had no other choice.

“What are you doing? Call them now.”

[Aren’t you going to let me go first?]

“Why should I trust you? If I let you go and you break the promise, then what?”

Ryu Min threatened Remiel with the scythe at his throat.

He looked ready to kill if he saw any hint of escape.

“First, call them. After they come, I’ll send you back quietly as promised.”

[I’m the one asking. Why should I believe that you will let me leave after calling them?]

“You have to trust me. If you want to live.”

[……]

He wasn’t wrong.

With a blade at his throat, Remiel had limited options.

[Alright. Just keep your promise.]

“Of course.”

Remiel sent a signal to summon the angels.

Soon, the angels appeared with light, filling the enclosure.

[Archangel, where are you?]

[We came hastily because you called…]

[Ah! Over there!]

The angels were shocked.

A limbless torso resembling Remiel was there.

[I am here.]

[Gasp! Archangel, sir!]

[What happened to…]

[Could that be what I think it is?]

The angels belatedly realized.

They saw the black figure holding the scythe to Remiel’s neck.

Remiel, swallowing his shame, spoke to Ryu Min.

[These are the third-ranked battle angels on standby. Keep your promise.]

“Isn’t there a higher-ranked angel available?”

[First and second-ranked angels are busy. The highest available now are third-ranked.]

“Then, it can’t be helped.”

[Now, let me go.]

“Alright. A promise is a promise.”

Ryu Min sheathed his scythe and signaled one of the battle angels.

“Hey, one of you, come take your superior. He can’t move on his own since he has no legs.”

The battle angels approached with shocked eyes.

The Archangel was defeated by a human?

Up close, it was a dreadful sight.

[Archangel, sir. We apologize for the intrusion.]

An angel carefully picked up Remiel.

Since he was just a torso and a head, he was as light as a baby.

‘Damn. To think I have to escape with the help of my subordinates.’

It was humiliating, but Remiel endured for the future.

‘When I regenerate my limbs and wings and fully recover my strength, you will see hell.’

Even if it means getting help from other Archangels.

Even if it means mobilizing his own direct forces.

Even if it means joining hands with demons.

He would stop at nothing to kill the player called black scythe.

Remiel made this vow.

[Let’s go.]

[Yes! Archangel, sir!]

The battle angel carrying Remiel chanted the spell for returning.

The other angels naturally prepared to follow the Archangel back.

But then Remiel stopped the other angels.

[You all stay here. Deal with this human.]

[Us?]

[Yes. Only the angel carrying me and I will return.]

[……]

Though they didn’t understand why, the angels obeyed the Archangel’s order.

[We will comply.]

[Good.]

Remiel glanced at Black Scythe and then at the battle angel holding him.

[Let’s leave now……]

Thud-!

Crackling-

The sound of golden blood being spilled as Remiel fell to the ground was heard.

Swoosh- Clank!

The sight of Black Scythe retrieving the thrown scythe was seen.

Thump-

A headless corpse then lay on the ground.

It was the angel who had been holding Remiel just moments ago.

Remiel’s fine brow furrowed mercilessly.

[You bastard! What is this? Didn’t you promise?]

“There’s this saying in the human world.”

Ryu Min muttered brazenly.

“Promises are made to be broken.”

[What?]

“You really thought I’d let you go?”

Ryu Min who reset the Reaper Transformation approached with his scythe.

“You all won’t make it out of here alive. Not a single one.”

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