Virus King [Translation]

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[Plague Sect (SSS-Level Mission)]

[Mission Introduction: The Plague Sect sacrificed an entire world to fulfill their prophecy and welcome their true god, bringing with them the remnants of that world and the treasures of their entire sect.

Armed with countless items, equipment, and transfer scrolls, they've come to this world, awaiting the arrival of their true god and the rebirth of the Plague Sect's greatness!

Possessing the 'Plague Seal' grants you the potential to control this power. Find the remaining members of the Plague Sect and undergo their coronation (and test)! The Plague Seal will guide you.]

[Mission Objective: Find the next Plague Messenger who entered this world!]

[Mission Rewards: ???]

Novak was stunned.

Despite his decades of experience from his previous life, his mind went blank for a moment.

What did it mean to receive an SSS-level mission?

In his past life, SSS-level missions were exceedingly rare—missions he could count on one hand.

Yet here he was, mere days after the apocalypse officially began, already facing two SSS-level missions!

Of course, the Ultimate Investment mission involving Zogwort was part of his own strategic plan. But this SSS mission from the Plague Sect? That was pure, blind luck.

But was it truly a stroke of good fortune?

A flicker of uncertainty flashed through Novak's eyes.

He reviewed the mission description, as well as the scroll and the decaying corpse that continued to dissolve under the influence of the plague, lost in thought.

Prophecies and divinations—in the trial field of gods and demons—could have unimaginable significance.

The Plague Sect from this alternate world had prophesied that a god would be born during this trial—a god of the plague.

But what about Novak?

With his Virus King talent, he could already manipulate the smallest of viral molecules. Could it be that the god from the prophecy was actually him?

Novak wasn't sure, but the profound difference between this life and his previous one intrigued him. In his past life, there had been no mention of a Plague Sect or Plague Messengers. Yet now, despite having done nothing out of the ordinary, so much had already changed.

Perhaps his awakening of the Virus King talent had quietly shifted the course of this world's fate?

A faint smile played on Novak's lips.

If it were anyone else, even if they encountered the Plague Messenger's corpse, they likely wouldn't trigger such a special mission. For most, this event would merely serve as a backdrop, a piece of the world's lore. They'd be left waiting for the secret realm to appear.

But Novak's talent had allowed him to condense the Plague Seal, fulfilling strange conditions that led to this unusual mission.

The beauty of fate lay in the collision of countless coincidences.

Novak marveled at this twist of fate while studying the most crucial part of the mission description:

"Armed with countless items, equipment, and transfer scrolls, they've come to this world, awaiting the arrival of their true god and the rebirth of the Plague Sect's greatness!"

Transfer scrolls... Plague-related professions?

Novak narrowed his eyes slightly as the green plaques emitted a faint glow, casting an eerie reflection in his originally black-and-red eyes.

He wasn't sure if these transfer scrolls would meet his requirements, but if the opportunity arose, he would certainly pursue it.

After all, SSS-level missions were known for their outrageous difficulty and equally outrageous rewards.

If there was indeed an SSS-level job transfer scroll hidden within the Plague Sect, then perhaps Novak could complete his Ultimate Investment mission in far less time than expected!

With this thought in mind, Novak glanced down at the Plague Seal in his hand:

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[Plague Seal]

[Special Item (No Rank)]

[A token of the Plague Sect, made from a terrifying fungus. (Other individuals who touch it will be infected.) It represents the bearer's identity within the Plague Sect.]

[Plague Guidance: When there are other plague marks nearby, you will receive a response.]

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No automatic navigation? Just a detection response?

Novak frowned slightly.

He hesitated. He hadn't planned on leaving De M-anila so soon. Establishing a base was always most difficult in the early stages, and ideally, he'd stay until the settlement was fully stabilized.

But now, his plans had clearly been thrown into disarray.

If Novak wanted to complete the Ultimate Investment task, he needed to acquire two SSS-class jobs—and that meant he couldn't remain in De M-anila indefinitely.

Despite the numerous opportunities the apocalypse presented in its early days, there were no hints of two SSS professions emerging in De M-anila city.

Of course, obtaining an SSS-class profession was never going to be easy.

If the Plague Sect's mission reward turned out to be a transfer scroll, then things would fall into place. Otherwise, Novak would have no choice but to leave De M-anila to search for clues about other SSS-class jobs.

At least now, he had a clear objective.

With that, Novak made his decision and left the sewers in the dead of night.

Before departing from De M-anila, he had preparations to make.

First, he needed to secure the Demon Hunter job transfer scroll that was already in his possession.

He had to ensure that he'd be strong enough to enter the Abyss in the future.

Taking a deep breath, Novak looked up at the moonlight that cast an eerie glow over the mountain walls of Ocean Blue. His silhouette appeared lonely and desolate in the pale light.

But even the moonlight's coldness couldn't compare to the icy determination burning in Novak's eyes.

In his previous life, why had he left De M-anila?

He had fled like a stray dog, heading east—toward the Veil Capital.

The Demon Hunter job transfer scroll had been the key to his rise, but obtaining it had been anything but smooth. It had been a matter of stealing food from a tiger's mouth.

This time, though, he was prepared.

In the apocalypse, the greatest danger didn't always come from the obvious threats and crises. Often, it was the unknown evolutionaries lurking in the shadows.

Recalling those treacherous figures from his past life, a cold sneer curled at the corner of Novak's mouth.

He had narrowly escaped death once before. Although he had seized the opportunity that had led to his rise, he had not forgotten the schemes of those who targeted him.

This time, he would settle the score.