Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 692: He Made This World Special

Black hair flowed behind her head. After entering this state, Xie Antong's hair seemed to have undergone a secondary growth.

If it weren't for the energy radiating in this state having a somewhat biological force field effect, causing her hair to move without wind, it would likely already be dragging on the ground by now.

A thin lens rested before her right eye, still reflecting a clear, cold light even under these freezing conditions.

It was a coldness that seemed detached from the mundane world.

"You......"

Xue Zou forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart. She knew time was running out.

That Arbitrator, and this Game, definitely wanted people like her to kill the people of this world.

Not even letting her finish speaking, it directly forced the Game into nightfall...

But even so, too much time had just been wasted.

The power of ice erupted instantly. She violently raised the long sword in her hand, directly flinging Xie Antong, who was standing on it, away.In the next moment, ice surged forward again, appearing as if it wanted to envelop the other party, delaying her movements.

But that ice completely failed to get close. The Soulburn Incense, stimulated and activated, caused the hard ice about to envelop her to melt away in an instant.

In the sky, Xie Antong casually summoned a long sword, condensed from the power of [Pleasure].

Her body moved through the air like a nimble wildcat. With a flip, their swords collided.

She had no swordsmanship to speak of, but from that simple collision, the long sword in her hand shattered with a boom, transforming into an energy shockwave that repelled the charging Xue Zou.

After this blow, Xue Zou's body seemed frozen in place, motionless, digesting the impact of the divine power, abruptly ending the previously relentless, tide-like rhythm of her attacks.

Xue Zou also landed from the air, her toes lightly touching the ground as she gracefully turned to look at Xue Zou.

"Sorry, my earlier words misled you. It's just that in my normal state, I'm the weakest one."

"Though I did remind you from the very beginning. I said I drank that medicine because it allows me to slowly digest the power of [Pleasure]."

Since Xue Zou wasn't taking the initiative to attack, Xie Antong also had no intention of making a move.

She knew her own level; combat truly wasn't her strong suit. Even with enhanced strength, killing Xue Zou in one night wasn't realistic.

And Xue Zou currently had no intention of talking to her at all. She just felt a headache coming on.

Talking to this woman made her feel a bit like an idiot. It seemed like the other party was constantly setting verbal traps that she simply couldn't notice.

She just panted heavily, glaring fiercely at the person before her.

The moment she launched that sudden attack earlier, she had chosen to set aside her conscience and strike at a weaker person who bore her no grudge.

Yet she quickly realized something was wrong. The person before her, whose combat aura was clearly below her own, had her strength elevated by a whole level in an instant.

This caught her completely off guard. Moreover, that dense divine power enveloped her, casting a huge psychological shadow. During the fight, her entire body felt sluggish, both physically and mentally suppressed.

Xie Antong was now the legitimate spokesperson of [Pleasure] and had undergone the Divine Might Baptism. She had an extremely strong suppressive effect on those who hadn't undergone any elevation in status.

Yet Xue Zou being suppressed by this made her quite puzzled.

"You actually have had zero contact with things like Divine Might and Divine Power?"

Looking at Xue Zou's condition, Xie Antong spoke up.

Things like the Divine Might Baptism, top-tier experts all had it. She had never felt it had any particularly great use.

But Xue Zou, the sole remaining strongest in a world, could actually be suppressed by this?

Xue Zou frowned, maintaining her breathing rhythm under this oppressive might, her expression seeming not to understand what "Divine Might" meant.

"What are you talking about?"

Only then did Xie Antong suddenly jolt awake. The reason "Divine Might Baptism" appeared in this world, the reason so many people could come into contact with [God], was because they had Lu Ce constantly challenging the Game's bottom line!

He repeatedly pushed the Game's upper limits, forcing it to introduce new rules, new modes, allowing brand new things like the Divine Might Baptism, spokespersons, to descend one after another.

He even brought people like The Creator and Jiang Yuan out from within the Game!

If not for Lu Ce, if the Game proceeded normally and steadily, perhaps none of this would have happened. Even if strong individuals appeared, they would remain completely under the Game's control.

They weren't afraid of the strong, because in fact, even the current Lu Ce wasn't considered strong in the eyes of [God]. What they feared were existences that exceeded expectations!

After understanding this, Xie Antong exhaled a breath of cold air in this frozen, snowy world.

She used to always say she didn't understand why he desperately pursued those abnormal clearance methods. Now, from these people, she saw the opposite outcome.

You really have done a lot...

"Alright, it seems his existence is what made our world special."

"The 'he' you mentioned, exactly who is that person?" Xue Zou finally asked the question she had wanted to ask all along.

"That guy wearing the mask. Perhaps tomorrow during the daytime Game session, you'll know everything."

"If we still need the Game, that is..."

The two exchanged a glance. Seeing that Xue Zou didn't seem inclined to continue fighting, Xie Antong slowly walked back to her chair.

"Actually, my personal playstyle tends to be more about seeking stability."

"Considering things from a more cautious angle, killing you eight would be the safer option."

Xue Zou's eyes lowered slightly, her words seeming colder than the surrounding solid ice.

"But that's meaningless. In fact, that might have been the Game's intention all along."

"Whether we die, or you die, it's something They are happy to see. From the very establishment of this game, it was meant for cleanup."

"This is a game with no winners."

Xue Zou's lips suddenly trembled violently. In truth, from the moment they received this mission, they understood this fact.

But what could they do about it...

"However," Xie Antong said with a smile, looking up, "doing it that way would just be boring."

"So I decided earlier to take a gamble. Don't you want to anticipate it too?"

"Placing all fate and the Game's direction on a person you might not have even noticed, betting on whether she will make a move tonight!"

"If she really does act, then the outcome for you eight is already decided. This was the death ritual the Game arranged for you from the start."

"And if not... then something interesting might be about to happen."

Looking at the other's eerie smile, Xue Zou instinctively asked:

"Who?"

"Feng Wang," Xie Antong replied.