Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 498: Don’t Tell Me You’re One of the People Who Needs to Atone?

He had actually thought of quite a bit himself. Whatever Xie Antong could deduce, he wasn't far behind.

He just lacked some related information.

He also knew that, no matter what, pressing the red button was more advantageous for himself in the early stages.

Because, even if you truly wanted to press that gray button, you should press the red one first, to at least wear down the others.

When it's about time, then you can try your own idea. This way, no matter what, you avoid doing the hard work only for others to reap the benefits.

Yet, even so, "Sin" still did exactly that.

He watched with his own eyes as the other party repeatedly charged towards that gray button over there. It was very clear his actions had an extremely high tendency.

He couldn't possibly be completely insane.

Therefore, the reason he did this could only be to target that existence.

"Just like how you behaved in the last game?" Perfect Life thought silently to himself.

"You still never considered the other players as opponents, did you? Even with veteran players returning, it remains the same, right?"

"Why does it feel like every face of yours is so arrogant!"

His entire body twisted and maneuvered through the mountain of knives. After slapping that gray button...

Since you chose to play it this way, I'll follow along and try it too!

All the rollers in the room instantly paused for a moment.

The next second, all the rollers expanded, making the available space even narrower. At the same time, all the blade edges on them became more elongated, obviously more prominent.

[Special Effect, Activated!]

Hearing the voice in the room, Perfect Life knew his luck probably wasn't that good.

Or perhaps, pressing the gray button from the start was guaranteed to have a Negative Effect?

But it didn't matter. He had long known that in this game, there were simply no proper rules to speak of, let alone fairness.

The room he was in was the "Mountain of Knives Hell".

None of the others knew that, as the current world's number two, he was actually the first to be convicted!

Because, the moment he entered, without saying or doing anything, he had already been successfully convicted directly.

"Those who blaspheme deities, after death, shall be cast into the Mountain of Knives Hell, stripped naked, and made to climb the mountain of knives bare..."

Due to the game's restrictions, with the emphasis being on the punishment itself, it was slightly modified into this roller meat grinder mode to grind him up inside.

As for being stripped naked, it probably wasn't strictly necessary either.

And because Perfect Life, while outside choosing his Hell's Gate, had once talked back to that big-bearded guy.

So he was directly judged as "Blasphemer."

Furthermore, as a product of artificial humans, he might inherently carry a certain quality of blasphemy against deities.

That's why his room was directly like this. That's why he had long felt that this game itself was filled with heavy malice from the Divine Messenger towards the players.

Now, the enhanced Mountain of Knives Hell had almost no space left to accommodate a person.

He knew the strength of these rollers; he had tried attacking them before. Wanting to directly blow this entire place up was absolutely impossible!

So, his Yin-Yang Hands sought paths through the air, while his entire body, like a snake, soft and boneless, weaved through the countless dense blade openings.

The entire room was filled with a tremendous buzzing sound. The sharp blades spun incessantly, making his current movements resemble an art form.

Many veteran players in their own rooms watched Perfect Life with serious expressions.

In their judgment, this was indeed a formidable opponent.

It's just... watching him also seemed a bit foolish.

But no matter what, as if driven by stubborn rivalry, Perfect Life had already pressed the gray button for the second time.

Those two colored buttons were no longer placed near the players' hands, but were instead located in various places around the rooms.

The red button was much closer.

Following "Sin's" continuous experiments with the gray button, this had become the standard procedure.

It felt rather like the idiom "covering one's ears while stealing a bell," as if saying these were just game rules, not things He arbitrarily changed.

Perfect Life sneered coldly. This method was truly despicable.

No wonder "Sin" was unwilling to ascend, unwilling to become a Divine Messenger.

These things, hah, are far from being upright and honorable!

His body twisted amidst the constantly rolling mountain of knives, charging towards the newly refreshed gray button, which was positioned in a particularly tricky spot!

He paid no mind to the rest.

What function lay within this gray button, he absolutely had to see.

On the screen over there, that red-faced pervert was already being pummeled by the pillars like something about to be shattered, yet he hadn't retreated!

The mountain of knives had already torn his clothes full of cracks. He didn't want to waste energy protecting his clothing; if it got too bad, he'd just change into another one.

This resulted in him now also having a "spring scene accidentally revealed."

The game seemed to have stalled. Under the continuous pressing of the gray button by "Sin" and Perfect Life, the punishments actually weren't being passed on!

The many other players were also happy to be idle, watching the show with clear consciences.

Many were even anticipating the downfall of these two!

Suddenly, someone, nobody knew who, pressed a gray button, popping up a new message.

[Game Special Effect Activated, Punishment +1!]

The players: ?!

What? Damn it! You two come here to go crazy and make the rest of us pay the bill too?

Are you sick or something?

Just as they hadn't had time to curse yet, a third screen appeared.

And this time, when this large screen appeared, the sight that met their eyes was a pure white, clean room.

A young girl was sitting in front of a mass of something unknown, opening her eyes.

—Xie Antong.

Feeling the room's vibrations, she knew she had been selected.

Looking at the other two screens in front of her, she smoothed her hair and revealed a strange smile.

"Ah, I've been selected. Can everyone see me?"

She seemed quite leisurely, just like a female streamer who, upon being selected, greeted the other players.

Of course, no one responded. She just continued talking to herself:

"Also, since you selected me, presumably, you must be watching too, right, Aladdin's Lamp."

"My abilities are limited, and I'm not as mentally problematic as those two. When the buttons appear later, I'll have to press the red one first to save myself."

"However, I just want to ask a casual question."

"In this game, the people who need to atone for their sins... that wouldn't include you as well, would it?"