"Hey! What do you an 'not okay'! Don't you know whether I'm okay or not?"
Sloth got agitated imdiately.
[Indeed, I don't know. It seems I've never had the chance to find out.]
Pleasure's voice sounded sowhat ethereal as he sneered.
Although he didn't spell it out, he was genuinely curious about how this [Agony] in front of him planned to escape.
In his view, this Agony might indeed be Agony, but he was rely temporarily manifesting through that kid's body, not truly "resurrected."
His strength was definitely not up to par, maybe even nonexistent—this was evident from how he kept fiddling with that nail.
To be perfectly honest, even at his peak, [Agony] couldn't beat [War].
After all, otherwise, why would he be called [War]? Except for life and death, he should be able to defeat anyone with certainty.
So how exactly did he plan to leave today?
[Pleasure] himself took a few steps back, positioning himself as an outsider, quietly observing.
He didn't even need to say anything more at this point; the other [Gods] present had already spoken for him.
The mont Sloth's words fell, aside from Pleasure, the other several Gods had already floated forward in unison, surrounding him in the center.
[Brother... We've finally t after so long, and we haven't even finished talking. No need to rush off.]
[You don't actually think you can leave today, do you?]
[We still don't know how you died back then, nor do we know what you were thinking. Was it perhaps your own thod?]
[Regardless of how you died back then, since you died so nicely, why not just stay properly dead? What do you say?]
The gods spoke one after another, surprisingly reaching an unprecedented consensus, their killing intent directed at the Sloth before them.
Since the establishnt of the Ga, there hadn't been a life-or-death confrontation among the gods for a very long ti...
Perfect Life, lying on the ground, felt the pressure on him lessen slightly and slowly sat up.
The words [Agony] had just spoken to him kept echoing in his mind, and he couldn't help but sweat for the other party.
Although this [Agony] seed to no longer be "Sin" but a God, he appeared different from the other Gods.
Adopting the viewpoint that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, he couldn't figure out how the other could possibly survive this situation.
Obviously, one God couldn't defeat seven, and this Agony didn't seem to possess top-tier combat prowess.
Gods couldn't attack players like them, but attacking another God was completely permissible, right!
......
"What's this? Everyone's gathered around. Is it because you haven't seen in so long and feel you just love too much, wanting to get closer to ?"
"You're that reluctant to let go?"
Facing the gods who were projecting all their killing intent onto him, Sloth showed not the slightest trace of fear and even had the mood to joke around.
One of them suddenly snorted coldly.
[Agony, do you really think this situation today is one where you can co and go as you please?]
"Huh? Then what else?"
"Of course it's a situation where I can co and go as I please!"
"Oh, I see now. You love so much it's beco twisted. You don't want to leave casually."
"But there's no helping it. My brother is here; he'll definitely help leave."
As he spoke, he had already slowly retreated beside the Arbitrator, patting the other's virtual form on the shoulder.
Arbitrator: ......
He raised his head, looking directly at the Sloth beside him, and spoke:
[Honestly, maybe you should just stay dead.]
Sloth patted his shoulder and said with a laugh:
"Haha, I knew you loved the most, using such intense words."
"Rember what we discussed back then."
What on earth did I ever discuss with you!
The Arbitrator felt he had heard similar words far too many tis and was starting to doubt if he genuinely had so problem.
And now he was spouting this love talk again, who knows what illness he was having. He had long heard that Agony's consciousness had always been problematic, and it seed that was indeed the case now.
[I'm sorry, but the rules established at the beginning of the Ga do not restrict mutual slaughter among you. This is not sothing I can easily interfere with.]
[So, perhaps you all should just chat a bit more.]
"Jie jie jie......"
Sloth placed one hand on his face, covering half of his dark green countenance, letting out a classic villainous laugh.
"Don't be so distant. Between us, who's who? You'll definitely help leave."
Hearing this kind of talk repeatedly, the Arbitrator was getting annoyed, so he replied sowhat stiffly:
[That is likely impossible.]
"Is that so?"
[Yes.]
"Then... how about this!?"
As he spoke, Sloth forcefully yanked his hand downward. The half of his face he had been covering was suddenly revealed, as if he had torn off half his skin.
And the face revealed underneath had changed color!
It was half a face, a purple face!
On the left, the dark green face had eyes flickering with teasing and mockery. The right side, the Lust face, was filled with a deranged smile, its eyes seemingly sparkling with hearts.
Two sides of one entity! At this mont, Lu Ce's single face bore two overloaded masks—half Sloth, half Lust.
And the most critical point was, this half Lust face was the spokesperson chosen by [Lust]!
Now, because it was two sides of one entity, both in overloaded form, it was equivalent to a mask being worn on a God's body. This was no longer just a spokesperson issue; it ant [Lust] had also arrived!
"Heya, one more! Look at that."
Sloth laughed.
"I feel everything in the world loves , just like now—the world is trembling for my appearance."
"Oh no, it's collapsing!"
Lust was also laughing sowhat abnormally. His narcissism was justified because... the world really was collapsing!
Not good!
Only then did the Arbitrator realize sothing was wrong. This space had, in effect, admitted another God!
Originally, it could accommodate seven at most. With eight, it had been trembling continuously, and now there were nine!
It had to collapse!
"Gah gah gah gah!"
"Jie jie jie......"
Two unpleasant laughs erupted from the sa mouth, echoing each other in the collapsing world, making anyone who heard them feel an uncontrollable surge of irritation.
He raised his hand and patted the Arbitrator's shoulder beside him.
"Brother, how's this excuse I found for you? A perfectly legitimate reason for you to help out."
[Go! Everyone, leave!]
The Arbitrator ignored the sarcasm in his ear, unleashing the power of the Rules to push all the Gods outward!
Dealing with this guy was just too painful!
"Hehe... Ha ha ha!"
A third laugh rang out in the chaotic space—it was the laugh of Pleasure.
Brilliant, brilliant! This is too interesting.
So this was your plan to escape. I... why didn't I think of it!
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