mrmrcia

The moment that he tapped on the submit button, a blaring siren resounded within Aecateon’s ears.

[[ Warning! ]] 

[[ Warning! ]]

[[ “I M P R I S O N E D : E R O S S   T H E   M U R D E R E D” is incorrect ]]

[[ Player Igor Vali failed the 9th Guessing Opportunity ]]

Upon the appearance of the panel he dreaded to see, Aectaeon couldn’t stop himself from groaning inwardly. 

[[ Initiating Time Extension ]] 

[[ 10th Guessing Opportunity Countdown: 15 D ; 23 H ; 59 M ; 59 S ]]

[[ Clue {13th letter}: Harold __ Baster]]

[[ Player’s progress: I M P R I S O N E D : E R _ _ S   T H E   M U R D E R E D ]]

[[ Return Countdown: 20 D ; 19 H ; 30 M ; 14 S ]]

[[ Repeating Mission Order ]] 

[[ Mission ]]

[[ Complete the Title of the Current Game World ]]

[[ Reward ]] 

[[ A: Player will be permitted to choose the genre of the next world ]] 

[[ Penalty ]] 

[[ A: Forced forfeiture of artefact ownership ]]

With contempt in his eyes, Aectaeon watched as the series of transparent panels flashed quickly before his eyes. He slumped further down his seat as he felt the frustration coursing through his veins. 

‘There’s not much time between the Guessing Opportunity and the next transmigration. Meaning, I have to correctly predict what’s the last letter on my own. Luck better be on my side or hell be damned. That artefact will be an important key to my survival..’

As he thought of his unfortunate fate, Aectaeon began to regather his resolve. 

The man wanted to escape this system of endless transmigrations. However, if fate refused to align with his wishes, then there’s one thing left for him to do. 

And that was to set the system ablaze with the own fire that it created. 

{ Excerpt from the 4th Game World. }

Game Title Guessing System: Transmigration Ltd.

Aectaeon didn't look at the names of the Demons anymore. He just filtered the list to Demon Kings and mass summoned.

The energy cost of summoning all those Demons would be deducted from his treasury. But that's the last thing that Aectaeon worried about.

He simply wanted these thugs to get a taste of their own medicine. A very, very bitter medicine. Like the one he had just swallowed.

Since the portable device was having a difficult time sorting the Demons out, the Demons of the thugs were the first to appear.

The apparatus used by the thugs had a range of approximately fifty meters. Meaning, they had plenty of room where they could deploy their Demons. As a rule, each thug could only summon at most three Demons each.

Since a few of the thugs only summoned one Demon -- most of them had just come out of a battle before arriving at the place -- in total, there were three hundred Demons on the thugs' side.

Game World 2: M O B I L E D E M O N S : F O R E S T J _ _ E _ (85)