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The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player-Chapter 288: Plunictos (1)
Thud–!
Plunictos slammed down the armrest of his throne.
The face, once worthy of being called handsome, transformed into that of a vengeful demon.
[That insignificant human bastard! How dare he speak to me like that?]
Just moments ago, Plunictos, who had been sharing Baal’s vision, had to confront an absurd situation.
– Demon Duke, watch carefully. This is what happens when you try to stab me in the back.
The human known as the Black Scythe had, before his very eyes, decapitated Baal.
He had no idea how the human had realized his betrayal.
Nor did he know how the human discovered that he could share his subordinates’ vision.
None of that mattered to Plunictos now.
‘What matters is that that damned human dared to challenge me.’
To brazenly kill his subordinate while taunting him with provocative words—
That was nothing short of a challenge to a god.
‘A mere human, lower than a maggot, dares…?’
Even if the authority of a Demon King had hit rock bottom, this was beyond imagination.
Of course, Plunictos was not technically a Demon King.
He was officially a Demon Duke serving the Demon King.
But with the Demon King’s throne currently vacant, he was effectively the king himself.
He was the true ruler of the demon realm.
Was he not someone considered god-like within the Demon King’s castle?
If a human dared insult such a mighty being—
‘I must kill him. Tear out that brat’s neck, drag out his soul, and throw it into the eternal flames to suffer forevermore.’
Vowing it must be done, Plunictos immediately shared vision with the commander of the battlefield.
It was Agaros, his second-in-command.
– I summoned as many as I could… Should I call more?
– No, this is enough. Well done.
‘Huh? What the hell is this bastard doing?’
The moment he shared vision, Plunictos felt a strange suspicion.
Agaros was speaking with someone.
Who could a second-in-command demon possibly speak to respectfully, other than himself?
The question lingered, but there was no time to investigate.
A flash of light, and nearly two thousand demons vanished without a trace.
Plunictos was momentarily speechless at the sight of that absurdity.
‘M-my precious soldiers…’
Soon after, through Agaros’s vision, he saw the human grinning smugly.
It was the Black Scythe.
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– Now the numbers are about right. How’s it feel, Plunictos? Does losing your precious troops make you feel a bit threatened?
That sentence snapped Plunictos back to his senses.
So the human had known he was watching, and deliberately killed the two thousand soldiers?
The implication was clear.
A threat.
The Black Scythe was threatening him.
Telling him to see with his own eyes what would happen if he dared interfere.
[You… you filthy human bastard, not even fit to be ground up…!]
Plunictos couldn’t suppress his fury, but all he could do was watch.
If he left the Demon King’s castle, his godlike powers would vanish.
No matter how strong he was, he could still be at risk from a mortal’s attack.
‘Still, I can’t just sit by. I must kill that bastard right now!’
He tried to send an immediate message to Agaros using divine power, but the Black Scythe’s voice came first.
– Feels bad not being able to do anything, huh? Don’t shake with rage. I’ll come to you just like you wished. So sit tight in the Demon King’s castle and wait.
With that, the shared vision spun violently.
Agaros’s head had been severed.
[…]
Just like with Baal, the vision was cut off, and Plunictos was left stunned.
The words the Black Scythe had spoken moments ago were so ridiculous that he didn’t even know how to react.
‘He’s coming here? He told me to wait?’
He let out a chuckle without even realizing it.
Wasn’t this like a mouse willingly walking into a tiger’s den?
[A human who doesn’t know his place, so full of bluff…]
Plunictos didn’t believe for a second that the Black Scythe would really show up.
The moment he entered the Demon King’s castle, he’d be no different from a rat in a trap.
No one could leave his domain without his permission.
‘You can come in all you want, but leaving is another matter, you idiot.’
If he really came of his own volition, then he could only be described as a fool.
So Plunictos didn’t believe it.
He thought it was just bravado.
At least, until he saw the Black Scythe with his own eyes.
“Been waiting long?”
[…]
Plunictos looked down in disbelief at the small human who barely reached his knees.
“Maybe because I killed two thousand demons, my reputation took a hit. The gatekeepers went wild trying to stop me on my way in. Including that dog Cerberus.”
[So what did you do?]
“What do you think? I killed them all. You call yourself a god, right? You said you could monitor all your subordinates within the Demon King’s castle. Don’t tell me that was a lie? From the look on your face, I’d say it was.”
[No… I’m just a bit dumbfounded. I didn’t expect you to actually come.]
Plunictos seemed more stunned than angry.
[Did you hit your head on the way here? Or were you always this insane? How can a mere human act so composed in front of a great being?]
“Your self-esteem really is god-level, huh? Aren’t you embarrassed, praising yourself like that?”
[You’re arrogant. And stupid, too. You haven’t forgotten who I am, have you?]
“How could I? You’re the bastard who wants to kill me and use me as material.”
For a split second, Plunictos’s brow twitched.
Never in his life had he seen a human so fearless.
[There’s no need for more talk. I’ll make you into material now.]
The moment he finished speaking, the Demon Duke moved his foot.
Thud!
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