It was different from usual. Since Xie Antong had now formally absorbed [Pleasure]'s Divine Power, there was a certain feeling of sharing the same roots and origins between the two sides.

Now, when [Pleasure] spoke, it was no longer merely "enticement." Instead, it felt like a tree trunk calling out to its own branches and leaves.

The Divine Power that had originally enveloped and oppressed her had now transformed into a kind of nurturing warmth. Even [Pleasure]'s expression appeared much gentler now.

[Do you need to consider it? It's fine. This round, you place your bet first. You can start whenever you want.]

[Right now, I'm actually quite patient.]

[Pleasure] said with a smile, casually glancing at the scene inside the black box nearby.

Yet, Xie Antong kept her head bowed, not saying a word. Her expression was unreadable, and what she was thinking was even more impossible to discern.

The sounds from the Top Spectator Seats, which had initially been earth-shattering roars, had now fallen mostly silent, quiet and wordless.

Watching Xie Antong's silence and hesitation, they seemed to put themselves in her shoes, becoming somewhat speechless as well.

This kind of defection attempt couldn't really be called defection anymore. It was a heaven-reaching opportunity, and even more... an opportunity to live!

Even though many people still didn't fully understand the rules, they could still see that after this reversal, Blank's chances of winning seemed to have dropped significantly...

However, due to the recent few rounds of the life-and-death gamble games, the games designed by the gods that appeared were excessively cruel and devoid of morality...

Especially that time with [Despair], and the Despair Secret Sea during the gamble with Perfect Life, that was truly too beastly.

So now, a considerable number of people had lost their initial fanatical yearning for the gods and the Game.

Perhaps because the man-versus-god battles had already begun, and as long as they defeated these blocking players, the Game could descend directly, [Despair] back then probably couldn't be bothered to keep up pretenses either.

And while everyone's gaze was locked onto Xie Antong, who seemed to be engaged in an intense internal struggle, no one noticed.

Inside the black box, "Sin" had now completely curled up into a shrimp-like state in his seat, looking as if he was about to die.

The six chips Xie Antong lost just now had caused large cracks to appear all over his body, making him look like a porcelain doll.

The Agony Value in his mind was still stacking up crazily, but his current state wasn't because Xie Antong had just lost the round.

It was because of the [Death] across from him!

Similar to [Pleasure] outside, ever since the special action ended and they re-entered the black box, [Death] had also been frantically applying pressure.

It couldn't even be considered pressure anymore; it had absolutely reached the level of an "attack." Any ordinary person would have been turned into mincemeat by now.

Even a highly skilled elite Player would absolutely be unable to breathe, their blood struggling to flow.

Only Lu Ce, this guy wearing an Overload mask, with a body possessing world-topping pressure resistance, having absorbed a vast sea of Divine Power, practically a "demi-god," could manage this.

"Cough, cough... This isn't quite right."

"You're already doing this, how come that Arbitrator guy hasn't reacted at all..."

Lu Ce squeezed the words out from between his clenched teeth, his voice sounding as if someone had viciously clenched his Internal Organs.

[Someone like you, shouldn't you be the one who cares the least about the Rules? Why are you now thinking of seeking help from the Rules?]

[Death] sat in his chair with his arms crossed. Now, it was His turn to cross His legs.

"Rules? No, no, no, you misunderstand. I'm not talking about any rule problem."

"I'm saying the Arbitrator has no sense of brotherhood. We agreed to be brothers. He clearly has a reason to act right now, yet he chooses to do nothing." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"What a traitorous bastard..."

As he spoke, Lu Ce coughed violently, hacking up a mouthful of blood.

Inside this black box, the moment the bloody mist left his mouth, it transformed into shooting stars before dissipating, absorbed by the space.

[Oh? You're injured...]

[Death] sensed the pressure within this space and remarked curiously, yet He continued to relentlessly increase the pressure of His energy!

As long as the Arbitrator didn't intervene, He planned to keep increasing the pressure non-stop.

[However, you mention the Arbitrator a bit too often, don't you...]

[Could it be that we've truly been tricked right under our noses? You or "Agony," you don't actually have some agreement with Him, do you?]

"What's there to think about? Haven't I always been very direct about it? It's you who doesn't believe it."

Under the pressure, the "Jealousy" half of Lu Ce's face twisted, dragging the neighboring "Lust" into the contortion as well, as he grinned savagely.

"The Arbitrator made a deal with me long ago. He clearly possesses power stronger than you lot, yet has to take orders from you. He's been unhappy about it for a while."

"You should be able to understand, right? Once power starts growing wildly, it becomes uncontrollable."

"So, He has to help me at the critical moment, and I'll help Him deal with you gods, preferably killing a few more off. Hehe."

[Death] fell silent, not speaking for a long time, as if pondering something.

"What? Worried I'm using that intelligence-lowering skill, and you don't know what to believe?"

"Heh, don't worry. I'm serious about this. I'm not using any skill."

[Death]: ......

He still didn't say anything, not even engaging with Lu Ce on this topic. Instead, He changed the subject, asking very suddenly:

[What do you think our weakness is?]

[What is the weakness of us gods?]

"Oh?" Lu Ce expressed surprise first, then immediately said loudly:

"There are just way too many. I couldn't possibly list them all at once. Given enough time, I think I could probably talk about them for a whole day."

[Death]: ......

Although somewhat speechless, He wasn't angry either, and continued:

[Alright, then let's change the question. What do you think is our greatest weakness?]

"That question is just too high-level. I actually think all your weaknesses are pretty much on par with each other..."

Lu Ce was truly Lu Ce. Even though He was now being squeezed into something resembling a meatball, He could still spout this nonsense very smoothly.

[Heh... You don't need to beat around the bush either. Actually, you understand that trait best, don't you?]

[Death] said this, and though He couldn't see the other party, He leaned forward slightly!

[It's Pride!]

"......"

[All along, this has also been the point you've utilized the best.]

[Do you think what I say is correct?]