Listening to Death’s words, saturated with the aura of death, the Arbitrator felt like there were needles pricking his back, but he held himself together and said nothing to explain.
Death, however, showed no sign of stopping, continuing to stare at the Arbitrator as he spoke:
Moreover, when the final settlent happened just now, the distribution of these chips was also assigned by you, rounded down...
The Arbitrator couldn’t hold back and said:
“My execution of the Ga’s rules is without fault. The rules were established from the start.”
“If any of you have doubts, you can review the Ga’s initial rules later. It was agreed before this Ga that they would be recorded in the rule core of CHOSEN’S PARADISE!”
The mont those words left his mouth, the scene truly fell silent for an instant.
Whether the onlooking spectators felt anything about the current situation or not, everyone present reacted.
Death lowered his head, a black-purple aura surging around him, his expression unreadable.
Pleasure raised an eyebrow, smiling half-heartedly as he glanced at the Arbitrator.
Xie Antong (Sin)’s mouth instantly curled into a manic grin, her features as if about to lift off her face, eyes fixed on the Arbitrator.
The Arbitrator had only just gained his own consciousness; he was far too “young.”
At a ti like this, how could a judge painstakingly explain in order to absolve himself of responsibility!
For Lu Ce, this was an unexpected boon.
From the Ga’s initial rules, he had noticed it seed fairer than before and felt sothing was off.
The gods likely no longer wanted to give humans too much ti. They began to think that such laxity might allow so strange individuals to appear among humanity.
So in fact, before the Arbitrator had finished wondering whether to let Lu Ce die, Lu Ce had already decided to rebel.
He wanted to exploit the fragile alliance between himself and the Arbitrator, ideally sowing suspicion between the gods and the Arbitrator.
But because his words had already been treated as deliberate deceit, even if he spoke plainly, without evidence the gods would still have their own ideas.
If the Arbitrator explained things himself, however, matters would beco much easier.
“Heh, brother, if you say it like that... our business might really be hard to hide then.”
Xie Antong (Sin) teased the Arbitrator, paying no mind to his ntal state, then turned to look at Pleasure and Death across from her.
“Quit with the useless talk. Whether the judge is fair is your internal matter. Do I need to go through any other procedure on my side?”
“You should all be very clear about what I plan for the next gamble. So, this Ga—I win. We win.”
“Or do you have so other plans, generals?”
Xie Antong (Sin) said with a laugh, and casually picked up the hand of “Sin” beside her, their fingers interlocking intimately as they leaned together.
The sight held a certain chaotic beauty, but everyone present knew these two were the sa person!
“What? What does this an? Wasn’t ‘Blank’’s body supposed to contain Sin’s spirit?”
“Guess it didn’t fully possess the body. Why does this look so awkward to ?”
“Hmm... given Sin’s level of narcissism, arrogance, and psychopathy, loving himself isn’t that surprising.”
Unsurprisingly, the spectators were full of derisive comnts about the two interlocked hands.
Pleasure glanced at the two holding hands and his mouth twitched slightly as he said:
“Don’t you find that action disgusting?”
Although Pleasure understood that Sin’s behavior must have its own aning, he still found it hard to accept.
“I don’t. If you want, you can hold Death next to you.”
“All right, ti should be about up.”
Death spoke slowly. After the Arbitrator’s explanation a mont ago, he finally raised his head again and looked at Pleasure.
“Since the start of this Ga, we have underestimated these ants.”
“Yet across endless ages, ants sotis have a probability of producing beings who can reach the heavens.”
“Under fair rules, this Ga is one we have effectively lost. Suffer a little loss, end this quickly. We no longer have the luxury of hesitation.”
Saying that, he patted Pleasure on the shoulder and turned to Xie Antong (Sin):
“No matter how fair the Ga, it depends on the players who take part. Inequality among players is the greatest inequality.”
After signaling to the Arbitrator that the Ga could continue, he rose and walked toward the original location of the black box.
“Hey! Are you going to fake it and run?” Xie Antong (Sin) complained, grabbing Sin’s hand in annoyance.
“It’s already the final round. Why not remove that useless black box and sit together to play?”
“No!”
This ti the voice was resolute. Death’s stance was unusually firm, even looking at the Arbitrator with a threatening gaze.
“Ahem... according to the Ga’s initial rules, the two players must be kept separated.”
The Arbitrator said from the side.
“How boring. Don’t you think they’re all tedious?” Xie Antong (Sin) snorted at Pleasure across from her.
“I know you probably have a final trump card, so thod that isn’t very decent that you think will make you sure to beat .”
“But I can tell you, Mr. Death, you still can’t win . Don’t you want to co see for yourself? No interest?”
“None at all!”
Death leaned back in his chair, tilted his head, and began to close his eyes.
“Bring that corpse beside him over to my side. I’m not used to having nobody opposite !”
The Arbitrator looked at the two with interlocked fingers; he had no intention of letting “Sin” cheat on this matter.
“All right, all right, what a hassle.”
Xie Antong (Sin) said impatiently, then with lightning speed his left hand swung out like the sharpest blade.
Suddenly, he perford an act that no one in the arena had expected.
The hand of “Sin” that he had been holding was cleanly severed at the crook of the forearm!
Blood splattered!
Crimson spattered across half of Xie Antong’s pretty face. Her mouth twitched upward as she picked up the severed hand and rubbed it against her face.
“Co on, begin.”
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