"Hahahahahaha!"

At this moment, the mask on Lu Ce's face had almost completely turned pink, and he was laughing with exceptional joy.

The mask of Jealousy, its main ability and personality was "replacing others," causing him to become exceptionally excited when talking about this topic.

However, his laughter now lacked any accompaniment; his solitary laugh echoed throughout the entire room, while everyone else remained as quiet as chickens.

Indeed, every medal issued by the Game wasn't given for nothing.

The Godslayer Medal...

Even without using any of the medal's abilities, his current appearance completely matched the savagery and madness befitting a "godslayer."

"Hmm..."

"What's the meaning of this? Why am I the only one laughing?"

After laughing for a while, Lu Ce seemed to have vented most of his elation and gradually calmed down. He frowned, looking at everyone with some confusion.

"You guys don't feel anything?"

"Are you too shocked to react immediately, or are you all just this calm?"

After holding back for a long time, a very soft voice finally spoke up from the crowd:

"This... where's the good news in that?"

"What? Is your intelligence that low?" Lu Ce immediately let out a very shocked sound, following the voice to look.

"You need to understand, under normal circumstances, those gods wouldn't play games with you. You simply have no chance to win power from Them."

"And with the existence of this Game, and you already being people who have won before, They are forced to face you again in competition. That's why you have this once-in-a-millennium opportunity to kill Them and become gods yourselves."

"If this doesn't count as good news, then what does?"

Everyone looked at him somewhat blankly. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking at all, they could basically confirm he had probably gone insane.

Finally, Wordcaster-Bai, who was usually quite a lively presence in the crowd, spoke up somewhat helplessly:

"Although I don't know how you actually defeated the [God], this matter probably isn't that simple either."

"Is it possible that the real problem is we currently stand no chance of winning against a god? When the next game starts, we're going to die."

"This opportunity to directly replace a god... seems far too impossible."

Everyone else also wore bitter smiles. This had always been the most troublesome issue. But "Sin" seemed to think from a completely different angle, not wasting any time considering that direction at all.

After Wordcaster-Bai finished speaking, Wordcaster-Black standing behind him also nodded in agreement.

The crowd fell quiet again. The malicious laughter belonging to Jealousy no longer echoed in the room.

On the mask, which was mostly pink in form, flowing light formed a very flat, unimpressed expression (￣_,￣).

"Oh..."

"Tsk, looks like the people here are even worse than that fool..."

Even if he didn't say it, everyone clearly knew who he was referring to.

Immediately after, Wordcaster-Bai only felt his vision blur. "Sin" appeared before him with a speed he found unimaginable, almost like teleportation.

That pink face pressed against his own at an abnormally close distance.

"Do you know what you just said?"

"Since the birth of the human species, since this planet has had something called 'history,' this is the only time you've been given an opportunity to become a god!"

"With an opportunity of this level placed right in front of you, *this* is what's on your mind?!"

Wordcaster-Bai couldn't help but swallow hard, straining to tilt his head back.

The pink mask was practically glued to his face. That terrifying aura and sense of oppression made him feel as if something heavy was pressing on his heart.

Damn it! The sense of oppression he felt when facing that god in the game back then was probably about like this!

Just how much has his strength grown to?

Everyone's gaze was now focused here. Wordcaster-Black behind Bai was even more tense, his entire body rigid, weapon already drawn!

They had all witnessed this guy "Sin's" neuroticism and mood swings, and now they were all a bit worried he might just attack directly.

If he really did attack, probably no one present was a match for him...

But obviously, the current Lu Ce had no such interest. He let out a cold laugh and then sat back down in his original spot.

"Heh, if even desire can't awaken your courage, then it's basically meaningless."

"Whatever, sigh. That just means more for me to devour then..."

Xie Antong stood quietly to the side, her brow tightly furrowed. Setting aside Lu Ce's bold, perverse idea of wanting to replace the gods, just consider his judgment about the [Gods].

Could it possibly be true?

[Gods] have no physical form; they are just aggregations of power that generate will. Power *is* Their physical form.

Who told him this viewpoint? [Agony]? Or is it completely his own speculation?

But... it feels so right...

If explained this way, her previous speculation about the Object of Fear for the gods seemed to all line up.

Xie Antong only felt the muddled mess in her brain become exceptionally clear. All those confusing mists surrounding the gods and the Game seemed to be completely lifted.

She wasn't the only one thinking similarly. Perfect Life was also quietly pondering and finally muttered to himself:

"Regardless, according to your theory, in our next gambling game with the gods, we'll encounter the same opponent we faced last time, right?"

"Knowing this information in advance counts as good news..."

Hearing Perfect Life's words, everyone collectively froze. Yes, Lu Ce had said so much before, but they had overlooked this most crucial point.

"So," Perfect Life looked at Lu Ce, "can you tell us the method for quickly absorbing the Divine Power within our bodies?"

The pink mask grinned widely and spoke:

"Simple. Roleplay, then assimilate!"

"Each type of Divine Power has its characteristics. [Pleasure], [Despair] are easy to understand, literally what they mean."

"Roleplay. Move closer to Their characteristics, and you can quickly absorb and digest it."

"If you want to risk your life, you can try direct assimilation. That's the fastest, but you yourselves might get lost in the process."

Lu Ce suddenly became very patient, teaching the method he had once told Xie Antong to the people before him.

Everyone began silently trying it out, one by one lowering their heads, their eyes beginning to flicker with sparks of hope.

If that's how it is, then perhaps there really could be... a slim chance of survival.

In a place no one noticed, the expression on Lu Ce's face suddenly became very serious, with flowing light flickering.

Suddenly, the silence was broken again.

"Hahahahaha! You guys didn't actually believe that, did you!?"