novelraw Chapter 700: Everything's Ready, All That's Left Is for You to Kill Me......
Chapter 700: Everything's Ready, All That's Left Is for You to Kill Me......
The scene suddenly ignited, a blaze that even the Arbitrator hadn’t expected.
Neither He nor the gods had any contingency plan for what was unfolding.
The situation had already completely deviated from the Game’s original intent, but how could it be corrected?
He fell into an uncharacteristic silence. Who would have thought that this whole event wasn’t aimed at Lu Ce—every god had backed down, yet the other side still shoved themselves forward to start trouble.
The one who set the fire was Sun, but the instigator who turned the scene into such chaos was naturally the one sitting in the center of the table, looking almost vacant-minded.
Those who, amidst the chaos, managed to keep their minds steady all looked at Sin.
They stared at this fellow in the heart of the turmoil, who was grinning like he had nothing to worry about.
Xie Antong even suspected that this state of his might mean he had long since recognized Tu Shan’s special identity.
If that were the case, then Sun’s outburst might have been exactly what he expected...
When the Arbitrator once again fixed his questioning on him, under countless expectant gazes, he began to play dumb.“Ah?”
The dark green mask on the table tilted its head, the shifting light on the mask forming an expression of strong curiosity.
It looked almost like he could drool from anticipation.
“Who? What’s going on?”
[You, the instigator, are just going to sit here acting dumb while they do all this?]
“Who are they? What are they doing?”
Saying that, Sloth turned his head to look at the crowd behind him.
By now, Chiyo Eine was already fighting alongside her teammates; since Xie Antong hadn’t given her any orders, she was acting on her own plan.
Perfect Life had also intervened between Sun and Tu Shan’s battleground—he couldn’t directly engage both of them, so he kept shifting space to ensure no one on either side suffered casualties.
So far he still wasn’t sure how the Game would proceed, so his only option was to prevent anyone from dying first.
But in this moment, that behavior looked no different from protecting Tu Shan.
That made Sun roar in anger, wanting to strike him down...
“Ah, what a commotion, what are they doing? Why are they fighting?”
Sloth wobbled his head, looking like a spectator who’d forgotten everything.
[What are you talking about...]
“What? What are you saying? Did I say something just now?”
[How do you intend to resolve the current situation?]
“What situation is there now?”
[If you right now...]
Bang!
Suddenly Sloth collapsed face-first onto the table and fell asleep again, but his mouth kept babbling:
“Ah, I forgot it all, I don’t know anything, don’t ask me, don’t ask me...”
The Arbitrator’s energy began to fluctuate; even the patient ones would start to boil when confronted with this kind of thing.
Those beside him, like Feng Wang, were sweating with fear. Xie Antong and the others had gradually grown used to Sin’s behavior, but these people hadn’t adapted at all.
Facing the Arbitrator with such a taunting, game-like attitude—did he truly not fear death?
Their palms clutching the Exit Coin began to sweat. It was hard for them to accept or believe in someone who seemed utterly unpredictable.
Yet in their confusion, they didn’t realize their subconscious felt reassured.
If every predictable path had been judged impossible, perhaps this lunatic’s method was the only way out.
Sin lay on the table. Seeing that he wouldn’t listen, the Arbitrator spoke with restrained anger.
[I admit, you found another loophole. Ever since that girl over there revealed the secret, the Game has been difficult to continue.]
[But... this kind of behavior of yours...]
“Enough with the nonsense, idiot!”
Suddenly, Sloth—the one who’d been rambling as if in a dream—rolled on the table and, as if another personality had taken over, changed demeanor in an instant.
His eyes closed, yet a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he said:
“What do you think I’m doing? I’m giving you a chance!”
“Even if I took them all away, so what? You can ignore them, or pretend none of this happened, and continue your damned little Game, get us through in seven days, right?”
“How is that so against the original rules?”
“What’s this about the Game being impossible to continue? Ha! I really want to laugh!”
Sloth dropped the previous chaos and nonsense and suddenly smiled with a cutting tone.
With a shove of his legs on the table he stood up and walked toward the Arbitrator’s projection.
“Your only real leverage is that those eight people won’t believe me and will end up attacking us, that would accomplish your goal.”
“But look at them—if there’s even a sliver of opportunity, they don’t intend to fight us at all. Your reputation is just too poor!”
Arbitrator: ......
“So you can’t accept it, right? You can’t accept sixteen of us walking away unscathed, having me trample you in the face and leave so easily.”
“So you even went so far as to call that fellow the representative of Slaughter to get that dumbass Sun to act, to make the scene even messier.”
“To be honest...”
Sloth staggered to the Arbitrator’s projection, nearly pressing against it, and pointed at his own head.
“Isn’t your little brain just a boiling pot of noise?”
“Did it produce any results, everyone? Have you thought about how you’ll end this?”
The fighting on the other side had reached a white-hot peak; Sun, despite Perfect Life’s interference, was close to killing Tu Shan.
During the gap when Lu Ce and the Arbitrator confronted each other, Lu Ce idly snapped his fingers in the air, producing a crisp sound and flicking an All-Seeing Eye away.
“Ah, I suggest you stop analyzing that thing back and forth.”
[Do you really think the Game has no way against you right now?]
[Do you not think that everything you’ve done will go unpunished?]
“Haha! Fine, then. Everything’s ready now, all that’s left... is for you to come kill me!”
A strange laugh came from beneath the dark green mask, and then the Arbitrator slowly raised his hand.
Light gathered in his palm, and a Godslayer Spike slowly materialized.
[Player "Sin" provokes the Game rules, punished by... execution!]
Hearing this voice, Lu Ce’s body slackened and he sat back down, his expression switching again to another personality; cheerfully he muttered to himself.
“See, I told you you’d help me...”
As he spoke, the Godslayer Spike slammed down toward him!
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