Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 183: Tower Collapse, When Will the Hunter Arrive

During his earlier chat with the others, Lu Ce had already completed another round of stat upgrades.

After pulling up his original personal panel, it was clear he had nearly gone all-in on Strength.

But just now, after clashing with someone like “Sun”—a rare opponent who pushed his abilities to the limit—he realized that over-specializing in one stat wasn’t sustainable.

Otherwise, in close combat, it felt like his brain couldn’t fully control his limbs.

So he didn’t hold back on spending Pain Points either. Crashing into the Magma Body unprotected earlier was one of his self-growth tactics.

In “Greed”’s eyes, everything in the world could be put to work for him.

And this time, he mainly invested his points into Speed.

【Pain Points: 7】

【Strength: 60 (50→60!)】

【Speed: 50 (30→50!)】【Coordination: 30 (20→30!)】

【Luck: 3】

【Spirit: 7】

After elevating his body-based attributes as a whole, the 107 Pain Points he’d saved up were nearly drained again.

But now, the boost in power felt amazing—even Lu Ce forgot that he still had some serious injuries.

“You!......”

At that moment, Lu Ce yanked the skateboard from underground with one hand, lifting Wu Changkong into the air with it. Wu hadn’t even gotten a word out before a hammer-like fist grew larger and larger before his eyes.

A terrifying gust hit him in the face, and his silver skateboard tilted upward—not to block, but to adapt.

The next second, the fist passed straight through the skateboard—and through Wu’s body—like a badly coded game model glitch.

“Hm?”

He hadn’t expected this. Everyone really did have some kind of life-saving trick. The guy actually had a phasing skill?

“Phasing……”

Lu Ce watched Wu Changkong—who had slipped from his grasp and started to flee—and seemed to realize something.

“Phasing… If you stretch the definition a bit, couldn’t it count as a type of spirit form?”

Thinking for a moment, Lu Ce didn’t hesitate and took out Confessions of the Disillusioned from his Backpack.

“Hey!”

The moment he opened the book, Wu—who had just leapt back as if preparing to counterattack—instinctively turned around.

Lu Ce had no idea what his name was, but just shouting “hey” still made him reflexively glance back.

Then he felt a thin film wrap around his body, making it hard to breathe. His semi-transparent form lost control and started drifting toward “Sin.”

What’s going on?!

Panicking, Wu Changkong noticed the book in Lu Ce’s hand and decided to take a closer look.

Big mistake. The moment he did, his spirit-form phasing vanished completely, and a wave of deep sorrow welled up from within.

“Why… so exhausting… why did I join a game like this…”

His eyes went blank—but not for long. As a top-20 player, he instantly snapped back, realizing he’d fallen into a trap.

But it was already too late. Lu Ce was in front of him again, swinging his fist.

“Hope you can take this one.”

Boom!

With a thunderous bang, Wu Changkong was blasted away. His skateboard barely cushioned him for a second, but it was useless.

Though the board itself wasn’t broken, it—and Wu’s body—flew straight across the street and crashed into a building, disappearing from sight.

“Still early. In the school of fish... the catfish can’t die yet.”

Lu Ce muttered to himself and flashed over to Sun’s side again.

Sun had been ruthless earlier too. Even with all his limbs ruined, he’d used his waist to launch a High-Grade Healing Potion, then bit the bottle open with his teeth.

Glass shards tore open his gums, blood oozed out—but compared to the potion’s insane effects, it was worth it.

Lu Ce raised one leg high and came down with an overhead axe kick.

Boom! The ground caved in on impact.

All the surface decor in the plaza had basically been trashed by now.

But there was no one at his feet—just scorched earth. No one knew how Sun had escaped.

But Lu Ce believed the guy had his ways. If not, then he'd die on the spot.

Staring at the powerful humanoid imprint on the ground, Lu Ce didn’t even look back. He just raised Hell Roar in one hand and unloaded all its energy at Tokyo Tower behind him.

The target: Reno.

Reno had just stabilized his injuries—no longer in danger of a fatal carotid hit—but mentally, he was now wide awake.

Who’d have thought that just standing there, doing nothing, looking totally harmless—he’d still get attacked?!

He desperately absorbed nearby metal to form a metal ball around himself, bracing for impact and hoping nothing would happen.

But Hell Roar’s energy was massive. Reno’s iron-ball form became a cannonball with no control, blasting straight into the ground.

Then, the shockwave and destruction snapped off a whole corner of Tokyo Tower, which Reno had already drained of metal.

The tower tilted over like the Leaning Tower of Pisa, stabbing into the ground.

Now that all the top players had been blasted away, Lu Ce looked up and exhaled deeply.

Every time he allocated stat points and leveled up, it felt addictive—filling him with joy and excitement.

Glancing around, he spotted Chiyo Eine, the one he’d kicked earlier—now staring back in fear.

“How the hell are his Strength and Speed scaling like this?!” Chiyo Eine muttered in disbelief.

“Is he getting all physical enhancement rewards? Or did he just pop some pills just now? Is that really a human body?”

She was so scared she wasn’t even thinking of attacking anymore—just preparing her full defense.

She couldn’t imagine what kind of force that man’s body held—it was in a different league from everyone else.

“Sun already fought so hard... not sure if I could even hold out if it were me……”

But after a few seconds passed, his body didn’t charge at her like a bullet train.

Seemed like he wasn’t interested in her.

What’s he doing?... Talking to himself?.....

“Ah, listen—

The sound of the player count dropping is speeding up…”

“So... when will the Hunter arrive?”