All Chapters of A TRAPPED IN A GAME AT LEVEL 9999: Chapter 111
- Chapter 120
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Chapter 108 – “The Broken Link”
The sky of the merged world had turned into a warzone. Ryu’s bright golden grid and the Whispering King’s black crimson board were constantly shifting against each other. Ryu’s chain of trust system was connecting soldiers and civilians across the globe with glowing threads—each square feeling hope through the others. But with a sharp black pulse, the Whispering King had started his targeted gambit.Ryu stood calmly at the center of the terrace. His glove blazed with golden light, and his gaze was sharp and focused, as if he could feel the pressure of every thread in the chain.Lyra shouted in a tense tone through the communicator.“King! The Whispering King has targeted a specific chain square—if it falls, the entire thread could collapse!”Kael, fighting black knights at a fortified outpost, spoke seriously.“This is a direct strike against your system. The chain is strong, but a single broken link affects everything.”Elira, in the healer zone calming injured soldiers, said softly,
Chapter 109– “Echoes Before the Collapse”
The merged world was trembling. The horizon no longer looked like sky and land—it was a battlefield of shifting light and shadow. Golden threads of Ryu’s trust system stretched like living veins across cities, mountains, and oceans, pulsing with faint light that kept millions connected. But now, for the first time since the war began, cracks were appearing not only in the grid… but within the hearts of the connected.Ryu stood at the central terrace, the highest platform overlooking the merged capital. His glove pulsed in bright golden blaze, its light flickering irregularly as if struggling to maintain rhythm. He could feel every strain—each fading link, every heartbeat across the world tied to his system.The air shimmered with static energy. Somewhere far beyond the clouds, the Whispering King’s black-crimson board expanded like a living storm, pressing closer with each passing minute.Lyra landed beside him, her daggers still glowing from the last skirmish. She leaned against the
Chapter 110 – “The Shattered Thread”
The horizon of the merged world had become even more unstable. Ryu’s bright golden and blue threads were still fighting like a living web, but black pulses were violently shaking those threads everywhere. Ryu stood in the center of the terrace, his glove blazing with a bright golden light, but his breathing had started to grow heavy. His calm expression was still intact, yet faint strain was clearly visible beneath his eyes.Lyra shouted in a tense tone through the communicator.“King! Your glow looks unstable. You can’t handle that much pressure simultaneously!”Kael, who was blocking the black knights’ attacks at a fortified outpost with his shield, spoke in a serious tone.“Ryu, your system is incredible, but you’re still human. Your body and mind are overloading.”Elira was calming the panicking civilians in the healer tents, her voice soft and full of worry.“Ryu… your trust is our shield, but your health and mind are feeling the strain.”The shadowy piece spoke from the terrace
Chapter 111 – “The Fractured Path”
The night over the merged world was no longer silent.The stars had vanished behind layers of golden mist and black fractures, and the air trembled as if the entire world was holding its breath. Somewhere far beyond the shattered skyline, the sound of distant clashes and distorted energy echoes filled the void. It was the prelude to something enormous — the calm before the storm that would reshape everything.Ryu stood alone on the half-ruined bridge that connected the upper districts of Aurion City. The golden glow from his glove reflected faintly on the cracked metal surface, illuminating the fragments of his surroundings like dying embers. Beneath him, the void shimmered — half gold, half shadow, a reflection of the two worlds that were never meant to merge.His breathing was steady, but his gaze held a strange weight — the weight of decisions, of people depending on him, and of the endless chain of fights that had brought him here.Lyra’s voice came through the communicator, soft
Chapter 112 – “The Throne Clash”
The merged world’s entire sky no longer looked like a battlefield—it looked like a giant chessboard. The black crack had spread across the whole horizon, and the Whispering King’s dark throne was slowly descending toward the center of Ryu’s golden grid. With every pulse, the black and golden squares clashed violently—as if two great kings were finally facing each other on the same board.Ryu stood at the center of the terrace, his glove still glowing in a bright golden blaze, but blood was dripping from his shoulder. His breathing was still heavy, yet his expression remained calm and steel-strong.Lyra shouted through the communicator in a tense but excited tone.“King! It’s finally happening—the Whispering King is descending directly into the center of your board!”Kael spoke in a serious tone from the fortified outpost.“This will be your greatest fight. If you crack here, the entire trust system will collapse.”Elira was calming injured soldiers in the healer tents, her voice soft
Chapter 113 – “Prelude to the Final Storm”
The merged world stood in uneasy silence.For days, the air itself had felt heavier—dense with an invisible pressure that made every breath feel like inhaling static. The golden veins that once ran across the sky, connecting the fragments of this rebuilt reality, now pulsed unevenly, flickering as if gasping for balance. Cities that had been mended after the Great Merge were quiet again. People whispered under half-lit domes, unsure whether to hope or to hide.And above them all—on the central terrace that had become the world’s final square—stood Ryu.His silhouette glowed faintly against the horizon, where the black crack in the sky widened just enough to leak crimson light. That scar had been dormant once. Now it looked alive, twitching with a strange, rhythmic pulse, like something waiting to hatch.Lyra stood at his side, her daggers glinting against the dull wind. She wasn’t smiling this time. Her usual teasing confidence had faded into something graver.“King,” she said quietly
Chapter 114 – “The Final Gambit”
Merged world ka sky ab ek giant storm ban chuka tha. Black crack poore horizon par giant scars ki tarah spread thi aur golden-blue threads ab bhi uske against fight kar rahe the, par unka glow visibly unstable lag raha tha. Terrace ke floor par har square violently pulse kar raha tha—jaise board ab ek final, decisive move ke liye ready ho.Ryu terrace ke center me khada tha, uska glove bright golden blaze me continuously pulse kar raha tha, par uska body visibly strain me tha. Uske chest aur shoulder se blood drip ho raha tha, uska breathing heavy aur uneven ho gaya tha, par uska gaze ab bhi steel sharp aur focused tha.Lyra communicator me tense aur panic tone me chillaayi.“King! Tumhara body limit par hai. Tumhara glow unstable hai. Tum aur zyada fight nahi kar sakte!”Kael fortified outpost me serious aur grim tone me bola.“Ryu, tumhara trust system ab ek aur heavy hit tolerate nahi karega. Ye literally collapse ho sakta hai.”Elira healer zone me worried aur soft tone me softly
Chapter 115 – “The Silent Pulse”
The world after the storm felt unreal. The merged skies, once torn apart by golden and black currents, now shimmered with quiet fragments of light. The air was still charged, yet strangely calm — like a battlefield holding its breath after a war that had rewritten its own rules. The terrace, which had once burned with chaos and collapsing codes, was now a field of soft golden glow, each square steady, alive, and warm.Ryu lay at the center, motionless, his glove dim yet faintly pulsing — a fragile heartbeat of light trying to keep the board alive. His chest rose unevenly; blood had dried in thin trails down his arm, and cracks of golden light glimmered faintly through his wounds, like his body itself had merged with the grid.Lyra was the first to move through the silence. Her boots echoed softly against the marble-like surface of the terrace as she reached Ryu’s side. Her voice trembled when she spoke, the strength she’d held during the fight now replaced by raw fear.“King… you can’
Chapter 116 – “The Board Decides”
The sky of the merged world no longer looked like a battlefield—it looked like a canvas torn in two. Golden-blue and black-crimson pulses continuously collided against each other, and every shockwave was felt across the rebuilt cities and battlefields. The terrace floor squares were violently flickering, as if each one was trying to decide for itself—trust or control.Ryu stood at the center of the terrace. His glove still blazed with an intense golden-blue light, but his body was visibly cracking. His breathing was heavy and uneven, blood dripped from his chest and shoulders, and his legs looked shaky—but his gaze remained sharp and unbroken as steel.The Whispering King sat calmly upon his throne square, though his previously amused and confident expression now appeared slightly strained. Around him, black glitching codes spiraled aggressively, as if he was using his maximum power to maintain control.Lyra shouted through the communicator in a tense and emotional tone.“King! Your b
Chapter 117 – “Echoes of the Board”
The merged sky was no longer a battleground, yet it wasn’t peaceful either.Golden-blue and black-crimson threads floated through the air like broken fragments of a memory.Each spark carried echoes of voices that had shouted, prayed, and fought moments ago.The energy of trust still shimmered, holding the fractured world together, but beneath that glowing network, something faintly trembled—like the board itself was exhaling after surviving the storm.Ryu stood at the center of the terrace, still on his feet though his body screamed to fall.The golden-blue light around his glove flickered in short bursts, responding to the unstable flow of energy around him.His breathing was slow but uneven; every exhale sounded like the sigh of a soldier who had given everything.The world around him was rearranging itself.Ruined buildings were knitting back together under the chain of trust.Where once chaos had ruled, faint golden grids appeared—patches of order reclaiming the broken city.Yet