Chapter 100
CHAPTER 100
Chapter 100
The battlefield on Day 20, which could potentially be the final day.
After finishing three matches, Seo Jun was watching a game.
[Try landing a parry! Just do a Murder once!]
Why are you getting pushed back?
-At this point, I don't even know who's farming whom anymore.
-This is hilarious.
-Where did he even learn that from?
The match currently on screen belonged to The Greatest Swordsman Under Heaven.
Although the outcome of this user's game would have no effect whatsoever on the rankings—
"He's my disciple."
Seo Jun had deliberately chosen to watch The Greatest Swordsman Under Heaven's match.
Miyu understood what he was thinking.
[Do you guys know what this feels like? You don't! The feeling of not even being able to complain because he's your senior!]
-Bad news. I don't think he sees you as a disciple.
-But seriously, his skills improved a lot. Wasn't he a complete beginner before? He's really clean now.
"Right? I told you I'm a good teacher."
He had occasionally turned on the stream and taught him little things as warm-up practice, and now the guy was beating ordinary players with ease.
A moment ago, he had even landed a parry and counterattacked.
All of that was objective evidence planted by Seo Jun himself.
-What the hell did you do to him in Talesgam?
-You modified him beyond recognition lol.
-Mad scientist.
-More than a scientist—
-A rolling scholar.
-He keeps experimenting on people lol.
A rolling scholar indeed.
Instead of researching, he just rolls people around.
[I want to run away, but it feels like I'm getting more and more addicted!]
That was a good thing. Completely normal.
If you keep training people long enough, eventually they all start smiling while doing it.
Was it because they had lost their minds?
'Maybe.'
They had simply found enjoyment in it.
Seo Jun smiled in satisfaction.
[I won! Please let today be the day of liberation!]
Miyu seemed a little different from the others in wanting The Greatest Swordsman Under Heaven to win.
But he appeared to be mistaken.
Seo Jun had no intention of letting him go.
"Looks like he learned well. Then."
It was finally time for Seo Jun to play.
Because there really wasn't much time left.
About twenty minutes until the battlefield ended?
-It's finally happening?
-I've been waiting for this while watching.
-Look at the viewer count.
For Miyu, who was only now playing his fourth match, it wasn't a big deal.
-The viewers are all here for the feast lol.
-The final boss is finally showing up.
-The protagonist always appears last.
-Eyyyyy.
Miyu wasn't that materialistic.
Rather—
"He was waiting for a proper stream snipe."
Before the match even started, Seo Jun had already informed Sapa that his final game would be played after most of the battles had concluded.
#1 / Cheonma14 / 115,254
That had been Seo Jun's contribution score on Day 10.
Then what about now?
Seo Jun opened the contribution ranking on stream.
#1 / Cheonma14 / 2,368,741
#2 / BoredSeaweedState / 264,712
#3 / PrideOfSapa / 257,523
#4 / MurimManiacForTenThousandYears / 221,876
-2.36 million lol.
-What an insane gap.
-Every time I see it, it feels ridiculous.
-How is that even possible? lol. Yet somehow it is.
-The Orthodox Faction completely exploded on the rankings.
Just what had happened in For the Law?
To ordinary players, such a provocative ranking looked like either a bug or a game-breaking exploit.
The difference between first and second place was nearly tenfold.
Unless some kind of exploit had been discovered, it was a picture that simply shouldn't exist.
Enough to make people think the rankings were rigged.
Yet the person responsible calmly queued for a game.
"It's the final game on the final day."
-It's not the final day.
-What nonsense.
-I'm definitely beating you today.
ㅋㅋㅋㅋ The Sapa guys are starting to get nervous.
-We all went through this. Just speak comfortably.
After the Orthodox Faction players began leaving, they relentlessly attacked Sapa and moved together with the Demonic Cult.
Ironically, that was the only way to maintain balance.
The Demonic Cult wasn't the problem.
The real issue was that there were still factions that had never once captured a Sapa stronghold.
"That's why I wanted to fight second, third, and fourth place at least once. Since it's the final day."
Seo Jun deliberately emphasized it again while bringing up the battlefield map.
-It's NOT the final day!!!
-Sniff, sniff.
-See you tomorrow.
Then he pointed at the region containing Sapa's headquarters—Gwandun, as the players called it.
It was clean.
[Cheonma14]
[Mountain Bandit Hall]
The remaining forces of the Demonic Cult.
And—
[BoredSeaweedState]
[PrideOfSapa]
[MurimManiacForTenThousandYears]
Second, third, and fourth place on the contribution rankings.
This was what he had been waiting for.
Stream sniping wasn't something he did.
The enemies did it.
Seo Jun had intentionally given them the opportunity.
They had undoubtedly prepared thoroughly.
And even though one day still remained, losing here would put them at a serious momentum disadvantage.
Even so, he had come.
"Because it's really the last one."
To the Southern Barbarians.
-Why are you going there?
-Stay with the Demonic Cult forever.
-It's not the last one though?
-Please don't come to the battlefield again after this.
-But if he doesn't get matched now, won't it be a disaster?
Fortunately, a match was found with five minutes remaining.
How many points were riding on this single game?
Compared to the overall total, perhaps not that many.
Yet this battlefield had always been one where those seemingly insignificant points played decisive roles.
And because an enormous weight rested on Seo Jun's shoulders, many people believed that the outcome of this final game would become the outcome of the entire battlefield itself.
Sapa could still lose even if Seo Jun lost this game.
Likewise, Sapa could still win even if Seo Jun won.
That was why Movie Soft did not disclose the exact numbers and instead left them to the players' imagination.
Because that was more romantic.
Who would want to hear that the game they played had actually been meaningless?
Perhaps it was because they played that match.
Because they won that match.
Perhaps that was what led their faction to victory.
The game was designed to plant that feeling in people.
"It's not ordinary."
Seo Jun's final game.
Or perhaps the final remaining game of Day 20.
This match was anything but normal.
[Green: 01] vs [Red: 01]
Sapa was represented by green on the battlefield.
Because it was the color symbolizing the Tang Clan and the Green Forest.
And the fortress's durability had already been completely depleted.
Seo Jun's level was also approaching the maximum.
Most importantly—
Not a single major battle had taken place until now.
"They're planning to decide everything with one fight."
Seo Jun had been occupying enemy bases and securing objectives throughout the map.
The enemy had likely judged that killing him twice was unrealistic.
So they had intentionally avoided direct confrontation until the fortress was destroyed.
'Just need to watch out for an ambush.'
And Seo Jun had willingly gone along with it.
A final battle where everything would be decided in a single fight.
He didn't mind.
'This is what they were aiming for.'
From the very start, the enemy had grouped tightly together.
The Assassin repeatedly harassed them by weaving in and out with extreme mobility.
Sapa's swordsman constantly struck from wide angles to disrupt their routes.
And Nalka supported from the rear.
They had committed themselves completely to a war of attrition.
They needed to maximize their advantages.
After all, Seo Jun's side had two people while the enemy had three.
Even a one-for-one trade favored them.
And they still had the Green Forest player as well.
It seemed they had prepared this thoroughly.
From the opening movements to this very situation.
"I told everyone to stream-snipe me at seven. Looks like you spent two hours thinking hard about it."
"It may seem cheap, but this is the only way to fight a god."
The greatsword user said something embarrassingly dramatic as he once again cut off Seo Jun's retreat.
On the battlefield, the Assassin relentlessly herded them while never overextending.
Step by step, he pushed Seo Jun toward the final direction of escape.
At the same time, daggers flew through the air.
The daggers came from the Nalka player.
'Careful. Stable. Patient.'
The enemy's highest priority was avoiding losses.
Messages calling them cheap appeared in chat.
But Seo Jun himself had created the conditions that allowed this kind of stream sniping.
And he had also allowed the game to reach a point where everything would be decided in a single battle.
There was nothing to complain about.
More importantly—
Seo Jun was every bit as shameless as they were.
'This won't work.'
The moment the Nalka ranker threw daggers at Seo Jun, a noticeable opening appeared in his formation.
And to cover that opening, a nearby bandit moved toward Lee Dong-soo.
It was possible because battles were occurring only a few steps away.
Likewise, since Lee Dong-soo had exposed an even bigger opening in order to exploit the enemy's weakness, Seo Jun would naturally have to support him.
That should have created an opportunity for the Assassin player to make a move while Seo Jun went to help Mountain Bandit Hall.
Everything from Nalka's first dagger had been carefully planned.
But—
Seo Jun was definitely shameless.
'Wow, this is comfortable.'
There was a reason he had brought Mountain Bandit Hall and Lee Dong-soo along.
Lee Dong-soo might look pathetic because he got beaten up every day, but he was still one of the best gamers around.
Not merely among the top rankers of For the Law.
Among gamers in general.
If they wanted to stream-snipe him, Seo Jun would simply take advantage of it.
Because it was fun.
And convenient.
The enemies didn't know that Mountain Bandit Hall was actually a pro player's alternate account.
Because of that—
When Seo Jun failed to come help Lee Dong-soo, MurimManiacForTenThousandYears was puzzled.
Then suddenly, he could only stare in shock as a blade appeared at his throat.
Lee Dong-soo.
He had noticed everything from the very beginning.
His health rapidly dropped.
At the same time, Seo Jun started crushing the now-isolated Assassin by himself.
The Nalka ranker threw daggers at Seo Jun.
But Lee Dong-soo reacted instantly, striking from behind and knocking those daggers out of the air.
Then Lee Dong-soo dodged another incoming greatsword attack without even looking back.
A professional was a professional for a reason.
If he concentrated, handling a two-versus-one situation was entirely possible.
'What kind of life did this guy even live?'
Still, even Lee Dong-soo found the two-versus-one situation somewhat demanding.
And naturally, that only made him admire Seo Jun even more, considering Seo Jun casually handled three-versus-one fights.
After cutting down the nameless Assassin, Seo Jun glanced around and said:
Mountain Bandit Hall: "Train for about eighty years and you might be able to keep up with me a little."
They had won.
Seo Jun still had more than half his health remaining.
Lee Dong-soo had about one-third left.
It wasn't even a close victory.
-Kyaaaa!
-The Demonic Cult victory is confirmed!
-No?
-It isn't?
-See you tomorrow lol.
The time was 10:20 PM.
The battlefield had ended.
And the final game was over.
"Let's go."
"Yeah. That was fun."
"Same."
What would happen?
The viewers were on edge.
Even though they were still teasing each other in chat.
What would the final result be?
Had they won?
Thinking about it, Seo Jun exited the game.
And then—
-Oh?
-What is it?
-Holy shit.
The moment he left the game, the battlefield interface automatically appeared.
Seo Jun's eyes widened.
A message was displayed in the center of the interface.
Was it because only one faction remained now?
[Victorious Faction: Demonic Cult]
Why was this appearing already?
-Is it bugged?
-What? What? What? What? What?
-Is this real? Is this real? Is this actually real?