Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 406: God's Emissary or Player? Finish Talking Then Die

The Chosen of Despair spoke, unconsciously letting down his guard as he began to ponder some questions with confusion.

"Strange, but why are you counted as part of the player faction this time? And even first place?"

"What's going on?"

"Also, has Agony really died? From what I know, Despair should have only fallen into slumber..."

Then he lowered his voice even further, speaking in a whisper that only Lu Ce could hear:

"Of course, it's also possible he's about to disintegrate, but these things aren't certain."

After speaking, he gently patted Lu Ce's shoulder, as if he had shared some secret information.

He was quite different from the other beings Lu Ce had encountered before - when discussing the god "Despair," he seemed to have no taboos whatsoever.

Instead, he was extremely unrestrained, suggesting that among divine messengers, he was one with a special status.

Lu Ce's dark green mask showed a somewhat bewildered expression, then he frowned.He placed one hand on the other's shoulder, and at this moment they actually looked like they were buddying up, their relationship inexplicably appearing quite friendly.

"Continue."

"Continue what?"

"Keep talking."

"Talk about what?!"

The Chosen of Despair said bewilderedly, not understanding what this person was talking about.

Lu Ce frowned. He didn't want to say too much, but now he felt he should make the other party speak more, so he patiently continued:

"Talk about the matters between the two of us."

The Chosen of Despair chuckled softly and said:

"Despair and Agony - these two gods have always been special. Actually, I've always thought these two should be the strongest!"

"Everything in the world is just an illusion that vanishes in the blink of an eye, all beauty will fade away, and even life and death often become meaningless."

"But Despair isn't like that, and neither is Agony! Only they are eternal and everlasting!"

"And look at things now - Agony is said to be dead, and Despair has fallen into slumber, but has the pain and despair in this world decreased at all?"

"Not at all! What does that indicate?"

......

In Room Nine, the Chosen of Despair transmitted his voice carefully, audible only to Lu Ce.

From the outside, the two were standing very close, arms around each other's shoulders, constantly whispering.

From their previous intense confrontation to now appearing to be on the same side.

"Something seems a bit off..."

In the void of Room Nine, two figures quietly hid within it - precisely Perfect Life and The Creator!

According to Blank's intelligence, the two of them ultimately couldn't resist missing this opportunity and came to "Sin's" room.

And perhaps because they had just been outsmarted by Blank, Perfect Life maintained caution this time.

Upon arrival, he used his spatial folding ability to hide himself and The Creator.

The Chosen of Despair had been getting beaten up earlier and naturally didn't check if anyone else had entered the room, so he failed to detect them.

The two had been hiding here for quite some time, watching the fight between "Sin" and the Chosen of Despair, and now this inexplicable peace.

Perfect Life felt something was very wrong and spoke up.

"The relationship between these two, how does it suddenly seem so friendly?"

"But that girl was right earlier - the game entity really does seem to be the Chosen of Despair," The Creator remarked with amazement.

This was truly eye-opening - casually dealing with games at the level of gods, Game 2.0 is really intense.

"Right, but..." Perfect Life's expression turned grim, "Why did he say he and 'Sin' should have been together from the start, and because of that they stopped fighting directly?"

Involuntarily, his mind began frequently recalling the worldwide speculation about "Sin" before, guessing that he might be some kind of game infiltrator.

Looking at it now... a divine messenger?

If in this game, "Sin" and the Chosen of Despair are working together, that would be truly despairing...

"Do you think Blank anticipated 'Sin's' situation?" Perfect Life said with a grim expression.

"She did anticipate it," The Creator said.

Perfect Life: ?

"What?!"

"Didn't she say, 'no one knows what Sin will do'?" The Creator said with a chuckle.

"Isn't this? As expected, no one could have predicted it."

Perfect Life: ...

Buddy, this isn't the time for comedy routines.

Perfect Life felt somewhat speechless. He didn't have The Creator's completely carefree attitude - right now he was already thinking about how to deal with both "Sin" and the game simultaneously.

This might be quite difficult to handle.

......

"It indicates our opportunities are great!"

Looking at "Sin" who hadn't spoken from beginning to end, the Chosen of Despair continued speaking to himself.

Incidentally, he forcefully clenched his fist, looking very ambitious.

Lu Ce: ...

This guy has provided me with many ideas I hadn't considered before.

"What exactly are you?" Lu Ce spoke up.

"What?"

"I mean, before becoming this divine messenger, what were you? Human? Or something else?"

"Huh?" The Chosen of Despair was instantly stunned.

"What kind of question is that? I've always been a divine messenger, what do you mean before and after? You're a bit strange."

Lu Ce: ...

According to this meaning, he's another naturally born entity then.

"Actually, I'm also quite curious about what state you're in right now?"

The Chosen of Despair looked Lu Ce up and down.

"Why did you become a player? What happened?"

"And there aren't really any benefits either - being a divine messenger and harvesting directly is much better!"

"Also, has Agony really died? Can you talk to me about it? I've told you so much already."

The Chosen of Despair began trying to get closer, continuously asking questions.

The dark green mask slowly lifted as Lu Ce glanced at him, then beckoned with his finger, signaling him to come closer.

The Chosen of Despair immediately leaned in, and Lu Ce whispered in his ear:

"Is there nothing else you want to say?"

"What? Say what?" The Chosen of Despair was almost at his breaking point.

"Oh."

Lu Ce simply nodded, then slowly reached one hand toward the other's head while gradually leaning close to his ear.

Thinking there was some secret to be shared, the Chosen of Despair concentrated intently as he brought his head closer.

Gently, Lu Ce's voice came through.

"So, being a dog makes you proud?"

Chosen of Despair: ?

He didn't have time to react before, in the next second, a teeth-grating tearing sound erupted!

Lu Ce grabbed his head with one hand and his body with the other, forcefully pulling them apart!

Having endured his morning grumpiness and wasted so much time talking, he could finally continue fighting.

Riiip~~!

Amid the ear-piercing sound, the Chosen of Despair's head was directly torn from his body!

The grin on that crimson large mouth remained frozen on his face.