Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 728: A Constellation of Stars / A Frenzy of Demons — The One Who’s Missing

Outside, because of the sudden eruption of the flame halo here, several members of the Dragon Group, including some from the Heaven and Earth Society, had already smashed through the windows and rushed in.

But as they charged inside, they were stunned, staring blankly at the figure covered in flame armor, who was roaring as if no one else was around.

And his voice simultaneously appeared in the game's public communication channel, vibrating in the ears of everyone who opened it.

Under normal circumstances, no one would use this function; just saying something could be done just as well by typing.

Especially since this kind of voice transmission costs a massive amount of points, making it fundamentally meaningless.

But right now, Sun was utterly frantic with impatience and anxiety. The situation was critical, so he directly used the most immediate method—his voice—to convey his emotions.

"Those who can choose, hurry up and pick the second option!"

"Damn it, you don't have any chips in your hands that this game would value! This world is your only chip!"

"Fuck their mothers. If the first option really succeeds, you'll hand over your only chip. Then what the hell is there left to play?"

"This is your last chance to sit at the same gambling table as those things. If you don't gamble this time, just fucking wait to die!"His aura was highly unstable. Within ten meters around him, flickering flames were everywhere due to the overflow of his energy.

But the people around him were dumbfounded. Judging by the logical coherence of his speech, it seemed this guy in front of them wasn't crazy; he was quite lucid.

It even sounded a bit unlike something Sun would say, as if he had gained a bit of a brain.

Sun had interpreted the issue from another angle—a completely selfish, self-serving perspective.

For Nie Jiu Tian, Perfect Life, and others, the game couldn't directly descend upon the entire populace because that would lead to the world's destruction. This was an action to save the world.

But Sun didn't think that way.

He had already gained too much power within the game and taken too many advantages from the gods.

He clearly knew that facing the gods directly, gambling with the gods, was absolutely a path to the heavens—the fastest, most perfect form for him to obtain power!

But the game wasn't here to deliver power to you, and the gods weren't running a charity. They all had their own goals.

Once they achieved their goals, then everything would be gone!

Forget about whether one would be directly killed; let's not even talk about that for now.

Even if the game simply ignored him, if he could no longer participate in the game, or if there were no more games of special difficulty, if he couldn't encounter any god-related entities anymore, that wouldn't do either.

Then there would simply be no game to play.

So Sun was furious and anxious. What was this damn game doing with a progress bar, and why did it require enough opponents? He could only desperately break through the energy solidified within his blood and shout out to the world's top players.

In his view, there should be quite a few experts who, like him, wanted to obtain power. At least "Sin" should have similar reasons, right?

"What are you looking at?!"

Only after saying all this did he turn around, wreathed in raging flames, to look at these people who had suddenly barged into his room.

Everyone: ......

At this moment, Sun's voice message had just been released and was already heard by countless people.

Everyone was shocked by that fierce and cruel voice, causing an uproar across the entire world in an instant.

The name "Sun" had already become infamous.

This national referendum was actually a very complex collective choice. In reality, people weren't blind to the game's dangers and perils.

It wasn't that people completely disbelieved the possibility that the game could destroy the world, but with a group of god-like humans already appearing around them while they themselves couldn't enter the game at all, people ultimately felt unwilling.

And now Sun had gone and done this, directly equivalent to saying he didn't regard others as human at all, completely treating the world as merely a chip and tool for his own ascent.

Originally, the game's various statements and hints were meant to push those who dared to "block the path" into becoming everyone's target. Who knew Sun didn't care about these things and had even intensified them!

But what he said was based on one premise: to enhance one's strength, one must stake their life from the start.

However, not everyone possessed the resolve to gamble with their life by facing the gods directly.

"This guy..."

Nie Jiu Tian listened to Sun's roars in the game and was beginning to feel somewhat speechless.

It was indeed a unique perspective. The world right now truly needed this kind of fearless ruffian.

Forget about whether they could really withstand games where they gambled against the gods; they had to get through this current hurdle first!

It was unclear how much effect his appeal had, but after the appeal ended, names still began appearing one after another near that progress bar.

Jiang Yuan, Verbalists Black and White, The Creator... names that once stood at the very top of the rankings appeared there, pushing that progress bar forward.

But in the eyes of the people in this world, whether this was a dazzling array of stars or a chaotic dance of demons was a bit hard to say.

"It seems there are still some missing. Can they gather enough?"

......

"Of course they can gather enough!"

In the room, Lu Ce sat on the bed with his legs crossed, his flowing mask wearing a completely indifferent smile. He wasn't worried about this in the slightest.

"You don't seem very worried?" Black Knight asked, somewhat puzzled.

"What do I have to worry about?" Lu Ce laughed. "This kind of design basically predetermined from the start that this second progress bar would fill up."

"I'm even starting to suspect now whether that Arbitrator is really our teammate. This design is just too clever... Tell me, which god was my first opponent?"

Involuntarily, he had already begun thinking about what came next, an excited smile on his face as if treating life and death as child's play.

Black Knight said, "Celebrating halfway through the game like this?! It hasn't happened yet."

"Most of the higher-tier players have already appeared. The weaker a person is, the less they contribute to the progress bar."

"Yeah, actually, many people aren't needed at all." Lu Ce snapped back to reality, continuing to sit with his legs crossed.

"Haven't you noticed someone is missing? What's that guy doing, dawdling like that? Don't tell me he suddenly died!"

Near the progress bar in the sky, many names had gathered, but only one was missing—Perfect Life!

"Maybe he doesn't want to," Black Knight casually remarked.

Lu Ce didn't speak, only the smile on his face grew increasingly lively.

......

Middle Eastern Desert Base. This place, abandoned for over a decade, finally had quite a bit of life now.

—Because at this moment, corpses were strewn everywhere here. The bright red blood had darkened the color of the desert.

Perfect Life staggered out from among the corpses. A thick needle was inserted into his neck, his face wearing an indescribable expression—sorrowful, regretful, and angry.

"You created me."

"But now I feel I still need to make the choice I believe is right."

As he spoke, he glanced around and said calmly:

"Are there any more who wish to continue?"