The Regressed Blood Knight's Strategy

[Translator - Helga ]

[Proofreader - Lucky]

Chapter 199

Han Chanyul had just finished playing War of Gods 2.

Listening to Isaac's endless stories was exhausting.

It felt like Isaac was trying to share everything he hadn't said until now, all at once.

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He wouldn't stop talking.

It was only when the Demon Knights arrived to drag him away that Chanyul was freed.

"Still as talkative as ever."

"He must be possessed by a ghost that couldn't speak before dying."

Blata had come out as well.

He looked utterly exhausted, his expression screaming fatigue.

But then, as if a thought had suddenly struck him, his face lit up with excitement.

"By the way, Master, doesn't Teverland feel much livelier than before?"

The beginner villages in War of Gods 2 were quite diverse.

One of them was Rehinar.

Currently, Rehinar was one of the most developed territories after the imperial capital.

"I’ve been hearing complaints, and you’re calling that lively?"

There was, however, a significant problem.

The western city wall bordered the Demon Forest.

That area was infested with mutated monsters.

If you could hunt there, it was one of the best places.

If not, you'd meet your end that very day.

In this game, dying once would cause the awakened abilities you had in real life to vanish.

That made it crucial to carefully choose your hunting ground.

But people often underestimated Rehinar.

This place was actually the Second Imperial Capital of Fresia.

Its bustling environment misled people into thinking it was a beginner's village.

In reality, though, it was one of the most challenging places for newcomers.

"Isn't this what you were aiming for, Master?"

"Well, it’s not bad."

"Hehe, if it pleases you, Master, then I’m happy too. When will you log in again?"

Blata’s question made Kane smile.

"You don’t have to log in with me every time. If you want, you can stay inside the game."

Blata was one of the characters who had benefitted the most since the launch of War of Gods 2.

His following of worshippers had grown significantly.

Among the game’s players, many prayed to the Blata.

It was no surprise, though—praying at the Blood grand temple provided incredible buffs.

Actually, not just incredible—downright game-changing.

As a result, countless posts were already flooding the War of Gods 2 strategy forums:

What even is the Blood Grand Temple? Those buff effects are broken!

If you started in Rehinar, go to the Blood Grand Temple, do their quests, and pray. Then head to other areas for quests—it’s amazing.

Buffs from the Blood Grand Temple: All stats +50%, Magic Resistance +320%.

That Magic Resistance +320%? Absolutely overpowered.

Because of this, the Blood Grand Temple was swarming with players.

And that explained why Blata was in such a cheerful mood.

The more worshippers he had, the stronger his power became.

“I am your loyal servant, Master. I can’t leave your side even for a moment.”

“You’re not here to wait on me. Go make sure there aren’t any players causing trouble in Teverland.”

“Are you worried about people committing crimes in Teverland? If that’s the case, I’ll hunt them all down and kill them for you.”

“Don’t kill them—just throw them in prison.”

“Understood!”

With that, Blata disappeared, heading toward Teverland.

Han Chanyul stood up and walked to the terrace.

Min Kyungsoo was still stuck on the phone.

It was already evening, yet he hadn’t put the phone down all day.

As Chanyul passed by, Kyungsoo tried to ask for help, but Chanyul ignored him and stepped out onto the terrace.

The streets below were illuminated by countless neon signs.

Leaning against the railing, he closed his eyes and focused on the sounds of the city.

“You’re going to log into War of Gods 2 when you get home, right?”

“Ugh, don’t tell me you still don’t know?”

“Know what?”

“That you can sync the game with real life.”

“Is that even possible?”

“War of Gods 2 is different from other games.”

“Whoa, how does it work?”

The voices of students reached his ears, brimming with excitement.

“Just press the Reality Sync option.”

One of the students adjusted the game settings, then let out a startled shout.

“Whoa!”

“Impressive, right?”

“Now the real experience begins.”

Chanyul could feel the mana radiating from the student, or more precisely, emerging from within their body.

This phenomenon was happening all over the place.

“Amazing!”

“I’ve already activated the Reality Sync and started gaining mana.”

“You’re right—I can feel the mana in you now.”

“We’re hunters now.”

“So it’s true that this game can awaken abilities.”

“Those people over there—they’ve awakened too. Look at their faces—they’re just like yours.”

“Now... with this power, I can finally protect my family.”

Those words struck a chord with Chanyul.

Without power, one couldn’t protect their loved ones. But with power, everything changed. That student clearly wanted to awaken to protect their family.

“I hope they always keep that mindset.”

Chanyul knew this feeling all too well. There had been a time when he lacked the strength to protect his grandmother.

But he had been given a second chance by saving her in the God Trials.

Now, he wanted to offer others that same opportunity.

The newfound strength ordinary people could gain—the power of Teverland—might just change their lives in the real world.

Of course, there were bound to be side effects—just like what was happening now.

“Heh, with this power, I won’t hesitate to do bad things from now on.”

“What’s your first target?”

“How about a celebrity?”

One man’s voice dripped with malice. His tone was laced with impure intentions.

“I was thinking the same thing.”

“We need to act fast. Those women might log into War of Gods 2 and awaken, too.”

“I’ll make sure to have my way with them before that happens.”

“I wonder how celebrities’ bare skin feels. Heh, heh.”

“I’m already getting excited just thinking about it.”

These men were openly planning sexual assault without a hint of shame.

This was the dark side of awakening.

When people gained power, it often brought out their worst impulses.

These men were beyond redemption.

In that case, the solution was simple: strip them of their newfound power, reverting them to their former selves—powerless and ordinary.

Han Chanyul spread his mana outward, searching for their exact location.

He found them behind a building.

The men were wearing black masks, clearly prepared to act on their vile intentions the moment their awakening had taken full effect.

“Idiots,” Chanyul muttered.

Above their heads, their player IDs appeared as holograms.

He rubbed the ring on his finger and gave a brief command:

“Erase.”

What happened next was astonishing.

The bodies of the men, brimming with sinister thoughts, were suddenly enveloped in light again.

“What!?”

“Wh-What’s happening?”

“My mana… it’s scattering!”

“Why is this happening all of a sudden?!”

“I feel so weak… I can’t move!”

When the light faded, they collapsed where they stood.

Their awakened powers were gone.

They were ordinary humans once more.

Returning to normal after experiencing the energy of mana left them utterly powerless and drained.

“If it were me, I wouldn’t have thrown away such a gift,” Chanyul muttered.

He didn’t even bother showing himself to them.

It felt beneath him to appear in front of such trash.

Instead, he soared through the sky, systematically stripping criminals—or those who seemed poised to commit crimes—of their awakenings.

This was an authority only the Final administrator possessed.

“I should implement a system that marks the names of real-world criminals in Teverland in red. That way, everyone will know who they are.”

He had access to a wide array of privileges, one of which was the ability to modify the game itself.

Han Chanyul wasn’t just a player or an ordinary human.

He was War of Gods itself.

The game’s rapid updates and seamless release were all thanks to his intervention.

His divine authority had reshaped War of Gods 2.

For him, there was no redemption for criminals.

They had no chance for redemption.

So, even after awakening, they were subjected to strict surveillance.

Han Chanyul designated such individuals as "Chaos" and set them as high-priority monitoring targets within Teverland.

The result? A chorus of criminals screaming in despair.

Cries of regret and desperate pleas to have their mana restored filled the air—but their powers never returned.

And just like that, time swiftly passed.

As days went by, the world seemed to talk about nothing but War of Gods 2.

Even the strongest hunters in the world had logged into the game.

And that wasn’t all.

They made a declaration to the entire world:

- Teverland isn’t just a game. As Chairman Min Kyungsoo said, it’s a second world. If you grow stronger here, you’ll wield the same power in reality.

The impact of their words far surpassed anything Min Kyungsoo had ever said.

When world-class hunters made such a bold statement, the globe paid attention.

The game’s concurrent players skyrocketed to an astonishing 2 billion.

It had become a mega-hit.

Min Kyungsoo was grinning ear to ear.

“Chanyul, is there anything you want? Just name it.”

“No.”

“Come on, tell me. I’ll buy it for you.”

“I don’t need your help. If I want something, I’ll buy it myself.”

“No, no, I insist. I’m just so grateful to you.”

Min Kyungsoo’s company, SG Group, had risen to become the most valuable corporation in the world.

It was no wonder his smile seemed permanent.

“You’re amazing in Teverland, but how do you manage to produce these results in the real world too?”

“Let’s just call it talent.”

“Talent, you say? You’re right—your talent is unparalleled. A genius among geniuses. You’re the best of the best.”

Min Kyungsoo showered Han Chanyul with endless praise.

“Just make sure your executives don’t pull any stunts. Like trying to meddle with SG Games, for instance.”

Min Kyungsoo was taken aback.

“Who in their right mind would do something so insane? Don’t worry, I’ll keep a tight leash on everything. If anyone even thinks about pulling something like that, I won’t stop until I ruin them—and their extended family too.”

His tone was resolute.

Although SG Games carried the "SG" name, it was essentially Han Chanyul’s company.

If anyone dared to meddle with it, they risked not only destroying themselves but also taking SG Group—now the world’s top company—down with them.

Knowing this, Min Kyungsoo maintained vigilance.

“Now that you’ve brought it up, I think I’ll initiate an internal audit. If I find anyone trying to cross the line with SG Games, I’ll wipe them out entirely.”

Min Kyungsoo’s determination burned brightly.

“Good. Keep yourself busy. I’ll spend some time logged into Teverland.”

The fiery determination on Min Kyungsoo’s face instantly faded.

It was clear he too wanted to log into Teverland.

Who could blame him? These days, both the Fresia Empire and Hatzfeld Kingdom were topics of constant conversation.

Everyone was desperate to catch a glimpse of King Ray Hatzfeld.

Unlike many other rulers, Ray Hatzfeld wasn’t an NPC; he was registered as a user character.

Curiosity about the player who had become the king of an entire nation was at an all-time high.

Above all, power within Teverland translated into power in reality.

The buzz among users was that Ray Hatzfeld was even stronger than the world’s top hunters.

Why?

Even S-rank hunters were only classified as Beginner-Tier of 7th Class in Teverland.

In this world, true strength was on an entirely different scale.

Teverland was home to countless mighty beings.

Among them, the Twelve Star Lords and the Six commanders of Demon Knights stood as figures of unparalleled fear.

And Ray Hatzfeld, the new king of Hatzfeld, was one of them.

“I want to bask in some of my popularity too. You must be feeling it a lot.”

“Not really. I’m living a peaceful, quiet life.”

“What? But you’re the strongest in Teverland!”

“Unlike you, my identity is hidden.”

“Wait... Did you mess with the story?”

Han Chanyul’s lips curled into a sly smile.

He had made a few tweaks to the storyline—just enough to keep his identity concealed.

[Translator - Helga ]

[Proofreader - Lucky]