The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage-Chapter 390

5.

From level 275 onward, the bracket was called “quasi-ranker.”

Strictly speaking, it was the tier just before becoming a ranker, so the name fit well enough.

In a game played by two billion people, fewer than ten thousand had surpassed level 300.

Just being close to that already meant you had reached a level worthy of the quasi-ranker title.

Normally, simply reaching this level and arriving in the ninth region would leave you at least a little proud or satisfied—but the group that had just set foot in Belhadan, the ninth region, was bristling with dissatisfaction and aggressive energy.

It was none other than Seong’s backup team.

For an ordinary party, they were a lot of heads.

Including Luna, there were Longfeng, Hwa-Wol, Elzahar, Joseon’s Greatest Sword Kim Che-geon, Mayrin, Kurosawa Ren, Kyou, Embris, Usagi, Menma, and Chako—twelve in total, an absurd number.

“Five levels in a single day.”

“But it is not enough.”

“Whew. So what floor is the boss on now?”

“Seventy-five. They are streaming today. Looks like they will reach seventy-six.”

“Hm. And we are starting from the first floor?”

Each looked ready to bolt right this second, but when their leader, Luna, swept her gaze across them, everyone calmed down and sat still.

Then Luna said to them,

“Minimum four, maximum six per party—so we will split into three parties of four.”

Everyone nodded at Luna’s words.

And of course, Luna assigned the teams.

“Demon King Backup Team One is my existing party—me with Longfeng, Hwa-Wol, and Elzahar. Team Two—Kyou as leader, with Kim Che-geon, Mayrin, and Kurosawa Ren. And the last, Team Three, is Embris’s existing party, with Embris as leader along with Usagi, Menma, and Chako—four apiece.”

No one raised an objection.

She had set leaders by Almighty tier and built around them.

There really was nothing to complain about.

Luna, Kyou, and Embris were all Almighty tier, so it was only natural they would lead.

Everyone nodded at Luna’s call.

“And—I am busy tomorrow and the day after, so we have to push as far as we can today.”

They had barely made it in after gaining five levels today, but at Luna’s words, not one of them showed fatigue. They all nodded.

With Seong tied up right now, they were full of a firm resolve to help him to the utmost.

Everyone agreed—and Luna, just in case, added:

“Let us keep pace so none of our teams falls behind.”

They all nodded, then the three parties set off for Mugan.

Since they were hiding their identities, they wore no guild mark. A few users eyed them and muttered, puzzled.

“Are those people all one ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) party?”

“A new Mugan challenge party?”

“They might just be going to grind.”

“Let us see what they register as.”

And when they saw the group choose party names for the ranking system before entering Mugan, some users looked even more confused.

Because their party name was Demon King Backup Team.

Was that not the rising star these days?

Only—

“Hm? Demon King Backup Team?”

“If it is the Demon King, is it that Demon King?”

“What other Demon King is there besides Rapid’s? But already here, a backup team? The Demon King should not be high enough level yet, right?”

There were also opinions that Seong did not have the level to be in Belhadan yet.

Sure, after killing a World Raid Boss they had even gone to war for the guild event—but plenty still argued he was short on level.

Soon other users muttered,

“Oh, maybe they are leveling first so they can help here.”

“Ah, that could be it.”

“The Demon King coming to Belhadan? This could be fun.”

“So the Demon King Backup Team goes in first and challenges the deep layers?”

They chatted like that—but a few shook their heads.

“Come on, even so—this is not the Demon King himself. They are just a backup team. Can they even reach the deep layers? The advance party—Cheongwi’s—already cleared seventy-six and is challenging seventy-seven.”

“Is that so?”

“Haha, right. When it is not even the Demon King himself, how fast could a mere backup team get there?”

“Fair point.”

They tossed out opinions like that, but the backup teams, hearing it from afar, exchanged glances.

As if to say, do you think we can hear that and sit still?

So they ran like mad for a day, and by the end of just that day—

Some users watching the ranking system spotted this:

[Demon King Backup Team 1 — 31st Floor]

[Demon King Backup Team 2 — 31st Floor]

[Demon King Backup Team 3 — 31st Floor]

The backup teams had blasted to floor thirty-one in a single day.

“What is this?”

“They reached floor thirty-one in a day?”

“Even if the early floors are easy and there are public strats....”

“Insane.”

Everyone could only click their tongues at the record.

No matter what, that speed?

And a few users muttered when they saw it,

“At this rate, are they actually going to run into the advance party soon?”

“Wild.”

“I am hyped. Let us go.”

As fans started to cheer the skyrocketing Demon King Backup Teams—

Sadly, for the next two days, the backup teams’ floor counts stayed put.

6.

While the Demon King Backup Teams were a hot topic outside—

Mihael’s party, streaming live, barely managed to clear floor seventy-five.

But, regrettably—

“Alright, folks, that is it for today’s stream.”

When Mihael said it with a wistful tone—

Chat exploded.

“Are you serious.”

“Already over.”

“You look amazing today.”

“Yuseong, you look incredible today too.”

Seeing chat go like that, Mihael pulled a wry face and said,

“Everyone, today’s strat was legendary, and all you want to talk about is Yuseong’s face?”

“But Yuseong’s looks go beyond Legendary. They are Almighty.”

When Rowell, at his side, said that, Mihael stared at him like he had been betrayed.

And then—

“Hyung, you might need to look in a mirror.”

“Noiren, you too?”

Even timid Noiren said it—

Mihael drooped his head.

Of course it was scripted, and the viewers knew it and still laughed along.

“Hilarious.”

“I am cracking up. Hael is crying again today.”

“I am dying.”

“It is true though.”

“If today’s strat was Legendary, then Yuseong is Almighty—skill and looks.”

Watching the clowning in chat, Seong could not help but smile.

Who knew when he would see chat like this again? He watched Mihael and the party enjoying it, smiling himself, and Mihael nodded along at the good vibes.

But not everyone was only praising Yuseong’s looks.

Today’s run really had been legendary.

“Still, today was truly legendary.”

“If Yuseong had not made those snap calls on traps and wraiths, they might have wiped.”

“For real.”

“The stream was packed.”

“Agreed.”

“Honestly, I do not know if there has been a broadcast with this kind of quality.”

Just like that last comment said, this was one of the best strat streams in Mihael’s channel history.

Everyone had to admit it.

Seong’s decisions, the way Mihael’s party moved on those decisions, and Mihael’s overall command tying it together—

There was not a wasted moment; it was a concentrated, top-tier broadcast.

Maybe that is why—

Mihael, looking at the viewers, said regretfully,

“So, folks—sadly, we will have to take tomorrow and the day after off.”

At that, chat reacted like they had been blindsided.

“What.”

“Excuse me.”

“Owner, what do you mean by that.”

“Do you not have to get the stream on no matter what.”

“It is your job.”

“You are not going to work.”

“We will pay you.”

It blew up so hard some of the more extreme messages were deleted.

A brand-new streamer might have panicked or gotten flustered—

But Mihael did not; he actually laughed inside.

This strong a reaction meant they really wanted the stream.

It was proof today’s and recent streams were booming.

He could not help feeling satisfied.

But what could not be done could not be done.

He was about to explain when—

“Sorry. That is on me. I have plans, so I do not think I can join for the next two days.”

When Seong himself stepped in to apologize—

“Oh, Yuseong cannot make it.”

“Then it cannot be helped.”

“No one can work nonstop. Please rest.”

“Such a shame it is plans. See you in three days, then.”

“If it is Yuseong’s schedule, there is nothing we can do.”

The reaction was quite different from when Mihael had said it, and Mihael shoved his face up to the camera with a truly wounded expression.

“That was a jump scare.”

“You startled me.”

“My eyes were being cleansed, and now they are burning.”

At that, Mihael protested in mock outrage,

“Wow, you are brutal! You got mad when I said it!”

Then—

“Are you the same as Yuseong.”

“Hael, I like you, but are you the same as Yuseong.”

“Oh dear.”

“So funny.”

At the viewers’ words, Mihael put on a sad face and conceded reality.

Anyway—

“Announcements made; that is it for today. See you all in two days.”

“See you.”

“Thank you.”

“Thank you for watching today.”

Together with Mihael’s party, Seong also bowed out.

“Two days without Yuseong is too cruel.”

“But it cannot be helped.”

“Yu bye.”

“Yu bye means bye to Yuseong.”

There were silly lines to the end, but the stream ended.

Seong found himself impressed again at Mihael’s showmanship.

Even that last mock-indignant bit had been scripted—no joke.

Aside from that—

“You were amazing today.”

“Thanks to you, we survived a lot of moments.”

“Truly, we would not have cleared it without you, Yuseong.”

Mihael’s party thanked Seong, and he waved it off like it was nothing.

“No. Your skills are why we could clear it today.”

He was not lying.

With another party, there were sections where they would have wiped without even understanding what he said—but they overcame those on pure control.

At Seong’s words, they flushed a little but looked pleased.

Then Seong said,

“See you in three days, then.”

“Yes. Great work today.”

When Seong said his goodbyes and left, the remaining party murmured:

“Whew, seriously, Yuseong was no joke.”

“Yeah.”

“I was on edge, worried he would say he was leaving today.”

At Noiren’s last comment, everyone nodded.

They had been spooked.

Relieved it had not been that—

“Let us treat him right while he is with us.”

At Mihael’s words, everyone nodded.

They would make sure to take good care of him while he stayed.