The words of Agony sounded light and casual, but they were incredibly grating to the ear, precisely stabbing into Pleasure's spirit.

This was almost blatantly exploiting Pleasure's most vulnerable moment, using this mental disturbance to further weaken the other's power.

Yet, Pleasure was all too easy to fall into such a trap. His aura grew increasingly unstable.

"Don't listen to him. You know this is an obvious trap. Be careful with your energy stability," Death tried his best to soothe from the side. It was quite a sight, a being titled 'Death' doing his utmost to maintain stability.

In truth, he was genuinely a bit afraid of Pleasure causing trouble now.

He knew, given the other's completely unstable nature, that he would absolutely not obediently dissolve or fall into slumber.

If he really acted out, it would most likely be a Self-Expose. A god Self-Exposing within the game space would be far too dangerous.

"Hmph, seems he really wants you dead too. From what I know, you always thought you could cooperate with him? Your actions are truly laughable," War also mocked Pleasure from the side. However, listening to his voice, Pleasure showed no reaction.

He just kept watching, only watching Agony.

"Ah, my time seems to be almost up. Tsk, since it's ending, please wait a moment."

As Agony's voice finished, Xie Antong's body suddenly slumped, her head lolling to the side before she collapsed face-down onto the table.

All the gods were stunned for a moment, then simultaneously turned their heads to look in another direction.

On the chair at the original black box location, the figure missing an arm suddenly trembled all over, shakily saying, "Ah... this body is much better, more robust."

"I'm also somewhat used to it. However, the time I can stay here is probably not much longer."

As he spoke, he stood up somewhat unsteadily from the chair, his joints seeming completely twisted, with no clear points of force application.

It was like a Puppet, its entire body strung up by threads, being lifted by someone!

Once up, he quite habitually raised his right hand, wanting to touch his own face, but found he couldn't reach, only smearing blood on himself because that hand was severed.

"Huh? Where's my hand... oh right, my hand is in someone else's possession."

Scratching his head with his other hand, he groped his way over to the slumped Xie Antong and reached out to shake her.

"Hey, hey, wake up, wake up. Don't sleep so soundly here. Things aren't finished yet, hey."

Xie Antong: ?

She seemed to be shaken awake, opening her eyes somewhat dazedly to look at her surroundings.

"Me, this, look at me!"

Hearing the familiar voice, she slowly regained consciousness, looking at Lu Ce, who was now possessed by Agony. She nearly jumped up in shock.

But rapidly returning reason stopped her from shouting "Lu Ce!" Instead, she stammered, "You... you're alright?"

"The Game is over. Your brain can be used wantonly now, no need to pretend to be a fool anymore," Agony teased.

"Also, right now, I am him, yet I am not him. You can call me Agony."

"Give me my hand."

Xie Antong instinctively wanted to reach out her hand, but quickly realized what he meant. She hurriedly passed over the severed hand, which had already lost much of its color.

Lu Ce (Agony) took it, aligning the severed hand with his own stump. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

He forcefully rubbed the broken ends together, producing a grating, creaking sound. A faint red light emerged—that was the power belonging to Gluttony.

Subsequently, the hand could already move, though it still looked slightly unnatural.

"Tsk, lost too much blood. Nerve activity is also a bit problematic. Would be great if I could eat something."

Holding his own hand, he muttered to himself. The gods and the Arbitrator watching from the side were utterly dumbfounded.

They just stood there dumbly, watching him perform this pantomime-like act, unsure why none of them intervened.

When Agony was dead, he was just dead. But once revived, the antics he pulled were absolutely plentiful.

Finally, it was War who couldn't hold back any longer. He grasped at the air, and the silver Long Spear materialized. Taking a step forward, his voice vibrated through the space. "I don't know what game you all designed. Truly brainless, having to drag all these things here."

As he spoke, he also glanced around the Top Spectator Seats.

His disdain was palpable, but his killing intent, unlike that of the other gods, forcefully suppressed the entire arena into utter silence, with no one daring to speak.

"This is quite humiliating. But it doesn't matter. Just some humans."

"As for you..."

He then looked at Lu Ce (Agony).

"I once had an agreement with that fellow called Sin. If he crossed that line, I would come to kill him."

"Now, since it's you, I don't care—"

"You go spout nonsense somewhere else! Brain has issues? It's not finished yet! Won and that's it? My gambling debt hasn't been collected yet!" Lu Ce directly interrupted him. The color on his face gradually shifted from dark green to blue. With the intention to collect debts surfacing, he was clearly starting to get greedy and worked up.

"Hey, the one called Death, if I remember correctly, this seems to be a life-or-death gamble, right?"

"Your Hourglass is gone. When are you going to die? So you can live up to your name."

"I lost. I will naturally transfer a portion of my power to you later," Death first remained silent for a while, then said flatly.

"What power or no power? Why don't you just die? If you die, I'll naturally absorb your power."

Death still shook his head, continuing, "Sorry, I said it. I was prepared for failure. Before this game started, this was the insurance I provided for the gods."

"The wager must adopt a fair game format. If one truly loses, then the underlying Rules of the Game will be directly overhauled. The stakes will still use power; we cannot allow another incident like what happened with Knowledge to occur again."

Hearing this, Lu Ce laughed in sheer anger. "Haha, how do you have the nerve to describe reneging on a debt with such high-sounding righteousness?"

"Can't be helped," Death shook his head. "After all, being faithless is the privilege of those in power."

War, standing to the side, was already itching to take action and spoke impatiently, "Can your game settlement hurry up?"

And at this moment, Pleasure, who had been silent all along, finally spoke again, "Haven't you all noticed?"

"Right now, he is no longer Agony."