Xie Antong's body swayed, but just as she was about to fall, a surge of coldness shot up from the soles of her feet, rushing toward her brain and jolting her awake with a start.

Her body trembled, and Xie Antong instinctively took a sharp step back, her guard instinctively raised as she stared at Lu Ce opposite her.

That terrifying sense of crisis she had just experienced was something she had felt before, a sensation she would never forget in this lifetime—possession!

For a split second, she had almost had her consciousness seized and directly controlled by Lu Ce.

In fact, due to her lack of guard against Lu Ce, the only reason she had managed to wake up in the end was because he had shown her mercy!

"You..."

Xie Antong looked at that half-pink face, feeling very hesitant. She felt the half of the face before her was no longer Lu Ce at all.

It wasn't a face; it was a mass of pink substance twisted and churning together, looking exceptionally nauseating...

What had he just gone through?

This aura... it seemed to have already reached the level of a god, at least on par with Judgment's level for sure.

Right now, on this stage, it seemed she was the only one who could still be called human...

"He's here, he's here! Is that 'Sin'? Why has his face turned into that?"

"So scary! That half of his face looks like he has some terminal illness! How did it get like that!"

"The Strongest Player seems to be in a completely different state every time he appears. It feels like his current state isn't any worse than the gods beside him!"

"..."

From the spectator stands nearby, which seemed capable of holding hundreds of millions, a tsunami of sound crashed toward the center. After Lu Ce's arrival, the decibel level seemed to have risen even higher.

Actually, during the usual livestreams, this many people watched Lu Ce's game matches every time.

But when they were physically present here, that sonic wave and quantifiable sense of fanaticism assaulted Xie Antong's spirit, nearly overwhelming her.

Just as she was thinking this, Lu Ce before her suddenly took a step forward and took Xie Antong's hand. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

A stream of pure energy transmitted along their arms. It was the not-yet-fully-absorbed energy of Knowledge, stabilizing her spirit.

"Miss, why is your gaze so fixed on this face of mine?"

The half belonging to Lust spoke, pointing at the other half belonging to Jealousy.

"This face is quite ugly now, nothing much to see. Is it the cheers from these surrounding spectators affecting you?"

"But since I am here, the world's attention should be focused on me. Don't get distracted."

Xie Antong: ...

She knew Lust possessed a near-pathological level of narcissism, but before, was He like this?

[Hey, little Agony, are you using your own face to flirt?]

[Or has your face already been assimilated by that thing Lust?]

Beside them, Pleasure sauntered over gracefully, teasing with a laugh.

"I'm really jealous of you..."

Seeing Pleasure approach, Lu Ce turned his head and repeated the classic line once more.

After this time, the vast Divine Power on him was pretty much consumed and absorbed.

The game hadn't even started yet, and from teammates to the referee, to all possible opponents, he had already felt jealousy toward every single one.

Perhaps he had been too fiercely jealous, to the point that the Jealousy mask was almost ruined. Now, he could only speak using Lust's mouth.

Pleasure's footsteps paused for a moment. When the other party said those words, His spirit seemed to waver for an instant.

But immediately after, Lust's gentle voice sounded again.

"I envy you. Even though you lack the qualifications, you still have the honor of playing the game with me."

"After all, I heard my opponent was supposed to be Death. I don't know what you, a bootlicker, are trying to force your way in for."

"Agony is dead. I am not Him. Don't dream."

Pleasure: ...

Hearing this string of words from Lu Ce, the corner of the Arbitrator's mouth twitched beside them. Even Death silently lowered Its head.

There were too many points to mock in those words. They didn't know how to respond for a moment. It was just too harsh.

Lust's voice was full of elegance, but perhaps influenced by Jealousy, it was so scathing.

And, although the words were harsh, it did seem like Pleasure was the one forcing his way into this game.

Pleasure was immune to insults and the like; He might even find them somewhat enjoyable.

But the truth was always the sharpest blade.

His expression instantly changed, then directly blurred, not letting outsiders see, as He said coldly:

[Hah, quite the sharp tongue...]

[After all, this is already humanity's final grand performance. The game should be more exciting, so I should come too.]

[Right, let your people have a good look at the Strongest Player's curtain call.]

The corner of Lu Ce's mouth on one side lifted slightly.

"Is that so? But, as long as I exist in a performance, it is already the grandest performance. Having you here is a bit redundant~."

"Besides, I have never lost before. How can this be the final..."

Before he could finish, Pleasure's voice came, clearly unable to fully restrain His anger.

[First, that is impossible.]

[Second, even if you really win, this will still be the last grand performance.]

Lu Ce: ?

What does that mean...

"Hah, seems like I've obtained some rather remarkable intel..." Lu Ce's expression unchanged, he said calmly.

Beside him, Death also shot a sharp glance at Pleasure, Its oppressive aura of Divine Power enveloping the other.

He was certain Pleasure had been affected.

Although He was usually moody, right now, He had definitely been influenced by that "Sin."

This guy... has actually grown to be somewhat formidable...

[Alright, since we're all here, let's discuss the game rules.]

[Didn't you say you needed to know the general game rules before discussing your conditions?]

Death steered the topic back on track, then gave the Arbitrator beside him a look.

The Arbitrator obediently stepped forward and explained the previously discussed situation for this game.

Simply put, there was more than one god who wanted to play a game with "Sin."

A compromise was eventually proposed, adopting a situation similar to the last game with Knowledge.

The game between Pleasure and Xie Antong would also take place within this same space. The two games could influence each other, making it more interesting and unpredictable.

After the Arbitrator finished speaking, everyone looked at the "Sin" in the center, as if waiting for his final approval.

At that moment, a deeply perplexed expression appeared on that handsome purple face as he looked toward Pleasure.

"What a parrot... so uncreative. This is the compromise you came up with?"