novelraw Chapter 711: See, I told you you would help me
Chapter 711: See, I told you you would help me
Listening to Sun's cursing, Pleasure began to feel restless again, or rather, He was never the calm and collected type to begin with.
Among the gods, He was utterly lawless and unbridled, doing whatever came to mind. The fun He sought had offended the most people among the gods.
To be cursed by such an ant?
A slightly twitching smile appeared on His face. He hadn't made a move yet, but now He intended to act.
He planned to yank out that Sun's tongue, thread it through the left ear, and then pull it out from the right eye, to see if he could still curse at that point.
Just thinking about it is a bit amusing...
[Not good!]
Sensing the surging aura emanating from Pleasure, the Arbitrator inwardly cursed, "This is bad."
The space had been shaking all along. He didn't even have time to say a word, focusing on maintaining stability here. [War] and [Agony] were truly too unruly.
Fortunately, however, the other gods were relatively more reasonable, knowing they should exercise some restraint at this time. None of them made a move and were even reducing their own power.That was why this battlefield hadn't shattered instantly upon the contact of the two great deities.
But now... [Pleasure]! This guy also acted without considering the consequences at all. Why did that fool have to curse at Him?
[Pleasure... is unstable right now. This isn't the time to take action...]
Just as the Arbitrator here was about to speak up and try to persuade, to stabilize the situation, Sun over there had already started cursing again.
"I'll fuck all you sons of bitches to death!"
Turns out, after He finished cursing [Pleasure] earlier, the Blasphemer's Medal gave Him another powerful boost. That power was truly delicious.
Even more delicious than when He cursed [War] before.
Is War weaker than Pleasure? That's not it either. It's mainly about the Blasphemer's Medal; it depends on the degree of blasphemy.
When He cursed [War], it was just because He felt like killing Him, nothing more to it.
But cursing [Pleasure]... He was just there reminiscing about past events! To be cursed by such an ant was both an interruption of His train of thought and an insult.
Thus, the power gained was even greater!
But Sun didn't care about any of that. He only knew that cursing gave Him power! Where could there be a better deal than this?
So He immediately went on a frenzied tirade:
"What's it to you if I curse you? Just look at your ugly mug. Did you get your godhood by being the whore among the gods?"
"And that shiny golden one over there, still calling yourself [War]? Was that big commotion earlier fake? It disappeared so easily? Seems to me you're just another useless pretty face!"
"Hurry up and give your godhood to me. Be proactive about it, and I'll make you a Divine Messenger."
"And those few over there, you've been here this long and haven't dared to let out a single fart? At least try to be useful!"
This wasn't just cursing; this was top-tier cultivation!
Sun's body was already riddled with cracks from being overfilled, but His mouth had absolutely no intention of stopping, making it seem like He had become the center of attention here.
Though for some reason, He didn't casually curse [Agony] this time.
Foul language echoed through the space, leaving these gods momentarily stunned and silent.
[Pleasure] was so angry He actually laughed!
Huh? Why does this also feel... pleasurable?
After the silence, killing intent erupted everywhere. The people of this world... should just die.
Immediately, everyone decided they couldn't take it anymore and casually flung out several attacks toward Sun, actually deciding to kill Him personally!
Boom!
Amidst the roaring sound, suddenly, the shaking space stabilized considerably. Amidst the large swathes of shattered spatial turbulence, Sun was completely unharmed!
The Arbitrator stood before Sun.
Behind Him, Sun lowered His head, a ferocious smile appearing on His face!
The gamble paid off!
Did they think He didn't watch Sin's game recordings?
He had always known that in this Game, [Gods] might have certain restrictions and couldn't directly attack Players. This Arbitrator wasn't the first to mention it either.
Exactly as expected!
[Stop!]
The Arbitrator stood alone before Sun, but this time He didn't have that previously subservient demeanor. Instead, He seemed to possess an imposing aura capable of holding off ten thousand.
He blocked all the attacks and even released His own aura to suppress the gods present!
[What do you mean by this? Daring to act against us?]
[Arbitrator, aren't you getting a bit too bold?]
[Don't forget who you are... Don't you know what your position entails?]
The Arbitrator's intervention seemed to provoke the collective wrath of the gods, each of them cursing in response.
Before the Arbitrator could speak, Sun behind Him had already vented His anger for Him.
"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'? Can't you tell, you trash? He's not letting you act!"
"If you have a way, figure it out! If you're not convinced, then shut up and hold it in..."
[...]
This time, before anyone else could act, the Arbitrator turned around and knocked Sun down with a spinning kick, then used His ability to directly seal His mouth shut.
"Mmph! Mmph!"
His voice finally disappeared. For some reason, all the gods felt a sense of relief.
They thought Nie Jiu Tian was troublesome and disgusting enough, but here was someone even more disgusting!
If Nie Jiu Tian was like a fly constantly buzzing, this beast was like directly splashing a ladle of excrement all over them.
[Everyone, have you forgotten the rules jointly established back then?]
[You want to directly kill Him now? What about the Game? Should it still be maintained or not!]
[I knew I shouldn't have given you this opening! Otherwise, you'd all just do whatever you want now. I'll just vanish right here, and then we can call off this paradise!]
The Arbitrator's words were firm now, as if He could no longer afford to hold back.
But among the gods, the auras did indeed calm down. Everyone was trying their best to restrain themselves, allowing the space to temporarily stabilize.
Sloth, standing to the side, smiled and nodded, suddenly turning around and giving the Arbitrator a thumbs-up.
"Well done. Good job."
"See, I told you. I knew you'd help me. We're brothers, after all."
Arbitrator: ...
He didn't know why the other kept spouting such nonsense. Did He really think this kind of provocation was effective? How could He possibly be on the same side?
He wasn't on anyone's side.
[Stop talking nonsense, Agony. Your few words are useless. We all know how the Arbitrator came to be.]
[Do you still think a single sentence from you can have any effect?]
Pleasure spoke up. Sloth ignored Him, instead pointing at [War] and saying,
"Your status is high now too. A few words, and you had that fool disciplined like a grandson."