The World Turned into a Game After I Woke up

If he only had 30,000 HP left, I really did need just one more hit. The Blood Prince was obviously complimenting me about my Blink skill, but losing that chance to kill him made it feel like he was mocking me.

At that moment, something rose from the ground between me and the Blood Prince.

“What…the hell is this?” It looked like a concert stage. It was more than twenty meters tall.

A tall pillar stood on top of the stage. On top of the pillar was a giant, glass sphere. Two hose-like objects stretched out from the sphere.

“As executioner of the Blood Showdown, I’m setting the rules. We’re going with 2:1 and with 40% as the max HP.”

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[Blood Showdown has been established.

The victor will be decided by total HP. The executioner must win by 2:1. The executioner’s HP will start at 40% of total HP. The participant’s HP will start at 20% of total HP.

-If the executioner wins: receives 20% of participant’s total HP.

If the participant wins: receives 40% of executioner’s total HP.]

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“What the fuck is this about?” I was flabbergasted at the Blood Showdown’s description. How could he have a skill this cheap?

The hoses attached to the sphere snaked down to us and attached themselves at the crown of our heads. I tried to get away, but the hose honed in on me.

==[Blood Showdown is a forced skill. The skill will not shut down until a victor is decided. No one else is allowed to interfere until the Showdown is over.]==

The Blood Prince cackled. “I’ll put 20% of your HP to good use!” He sounded as if he already won. “Oh and one more thing. Don’t switch out your equips. It’s a fight against our current HP. Don’t do anything that’ll lower your HP! Bwahahaha!”

==[Blood Showdown will now commence. The first to reach 1 HP will lose the Showdown.]==

At that moment, my and the Blood Prince’s HP were being sucked into the glass ball. The ball began to display a number.

10,000. 50,000. 100,000. 200,000…the number quickly went up.

The Blood Prince giggled like a child while standing on the other side. “How much HP do you have? It can’t be more than 1,500,000, right? No, it’s probably around 2 million. It has to be that much for you to have lasted that long.”

-Open Stats Menu!-

==[Name: Lee Jiwon

Level: 300 Death Count: 0

Title: Earth’s First Deva

HP: 2,274,500/2,404,500 MP: 182,700/182,700

Strength: 8,100+159 Agility: 5,100 Vitality: 4,349]==

My fully restored HP was being sucked out at a fast pace. My total HP was at 2.4 million thanks to the Bracelet of Eternal Fire, but the Blood Prince had more than 3.5 million HP. I was obviously going to lose!

Like the Blood Prince said, if I tried to switch out my equips, I risked lowering my total HP. Unless…

The Blood Prince cackled like a maniac.

“Open inventory.” I reached in and took out an item.

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[Orb of Vitality (Rank 8)

The Orb of Vitality is one of the 5 Orbs in existence. Once this item comes into your possession, the Orb is bound to you. The Orb collects 1 VIT point a day, starting on the day you obtain the Orb.

There is no limit to how much Vitality the Orb can collect. When you consume the Orb, the Vitality points the Orb collected will be added to your total VIT stat.

Bind on pickup.The Orb of Vitality will dissolve once consumed. Once consumed, the collected Vitality is transferred to the consumer.While the Orb is in your possession, Health regenerates by 500 per tick.Current Vitality collected: 3,060]

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-If I use it, 3,060 VIT points will bring my HP up to more than 3.9 million.-

The Myth Guild estimated that the Blood Prince had 3.5 million HP, and that was only from when they first managed to beat him. He could have more right now. If I used my Orb now, there was still a chance that I could lose 780,000 HP instead of 480,000. That would only serve to make him stronger.

-But…I don’t have a choice. I need to use it now.-

I didn’t like this one bit.

The Blood Prince continued to laugh while watching me. I wanted to shut him up. I wasn’t going to take this lying down. I brought the Orb up to my mouth and swallowed it.

[You have consumed your Orb of Vitality. VIT points accumulated by the Orb will now add to your VIT.

Current Vitality collected: 3,060

Your VIT is now increased by 3,060 points.]

“Stupid boy. Potions won’t help you now.” It must have looked like I drank a potion to him.

[3,512,779/3,934,500]

The hose was still sucking out my HP at a fast pace. I had already lost almost 400,000 HP. I did everything I could do. I could only wait and see now.

“You’re too calm.”

“I’ve done everything I can now.”

“Hah. You’re giving up already? Well, I’m sure you’ve already heard from the Myth Guild how much HP I have.”

“Yep. They said it was around a million.”

“A million? Bwahahaha!” The Blood Prince burst out laughing.

“By the way, I think you underestimated my HP.”

“I know it’s around two million.”

“It’s actually around five,” I lied.

“Bwahahaha! What nonsense!”

“Do you really think so? I guess we’ll see soon enough.”

The number on the ball passed two million during our conversation. We had both lost a million HP each.

“We’ve already lost a million each; it’s still going that fast?” I heard the Blood Prince whisper to himself.

The battle around us had come to a halt. The soldiers had gathered around the stage and watched what was going on. The Federation was standing behind the Prince, and the Myth Guild was standing behind me. They all knew that the outcome of the battle now rested on the Showdown.

Three minutes later, the number on the ball passed four million, and continued at the same pace as it had in the beginning.

“Damn…insect…” The Blood Prince began to pale a little.

“I told you. My HP are over five million. I thought yours was at a million. You’ve got more than I expected.” I stuck with my lie.

“Shut your trap!”

Two minutes later, the number passed six million. The people around us began to murmur among themselves.

“He has more than three million HP?”

“The Blood Prince, sure, but…a deva?”

“That’s not the important part here! He has that many HP and is still strong! Neither of them are tanks!”

“That’s… true.”

Both sides were murmuring in astonishment. Only a few of the deities knew about the Blood Showdown. When they first saw it being used, they had sighed in relief. They knew the Prince would win.

But now, they thought different when they saw the number pass six million.

“Is… that even possible for a deva?” It wasn’t completely impossible. It just didn’t make sense to have that many HP and still go toe to toe with the Prince.

Soon, the number passed seven million. He definitely had more than 3.5 million…

“How…how does this make sense? How does an insect like you…?”

“Enough with the insect bullshit! Is that all you can come up with?” I was getting nervous now. I got myself into this fight thinking that I was going to come out stronger, but now I was about to lose 780,000 of my total HP.

“You fucking varmint!”

“Right back at you, maggot!”

“Grrr! You son of a bitch!”

“Yeah, you too, you son of a bitch!”

The Blood Prince was getting nervous as well.

The display on the ball began to slow down. Who was going to remain standing?

“Eeek! You fucking bug…” The Blood Prince began to panic. He didn’t expect this at all. “This can’t be happening! How can a fucking insect have this many HP?!”

The number passed 7.6 million. Both of us stopped talking and stared at the ball. Everyone was focused on the display. Not a single peep could be heard.

The display slowed down even more.

==[98,751/3,934,500]==

I had less than 100,000 HP left now. My back was soaked in cold sweat. I tried my best to keep a poker face, but that was easier said than done. Our eyes locked.

“…”

“…”

Neither of us said anything. We couldn’t.

The HP that poured into the ball now dripped like a leaky faucet. I only had 40,000 left. Only the sound of the HP dripping into the ball could be heard.

A message appeared as the last drop fell.

==[Blood Showdown has now ended.

The executioner’s HP has reached 1 first. 40% of the executioner’s 3,900,500 HP will transfer to the participant’s total HP.]==

The message appeared so that all could see. It didn’t stop there.

==[The Blood Prince’s Blood Showdown skill will be removed for losing the Showdown. The Blood Prince’s skill, Blood Pool, will lose 40% of its effectiveness and lose 40% of its Area of Effect as the Blood Prince has lost 40% of his total HP. (Increasing HP will not change anything.) All skills related to Blood Pool will lose 40% of their effectiveness.]==

The Blood Prince fell to his knees. I had only 34,000 more HP than him. I won by a hair! The hoses detached themselves, and I could move again.

I slowly walked over to the Prince, and placed myself right in front of him. The Prince slowly raised his head to look up at me. His eyes were full of fear now. All that confidence was gone.

“…”

He didn’t say anything. There was nothing about an insect or anything. He kept his mouth shut.

I wanted to rub it in his face. I wanted to tell him ‘Serves you right, you piece of shit!’ or something, but when I saw his eyes, I could tell what he was thinking.

Then, his eyes suddenly flared and opened his mouth to say something.

“I’ll…” He couldn’t finish. I socked him in the head. The Prince fell to the ground before turning into a pool of blood.

“I’ll listen to whatever you have to say in 125 days.”

==[Blood Showdown’s stage will now disappear. The participant will now receive 1,560,200 HP added to total HP.]==

[5,494,700/5,494,700]

That… was a lot of HP.