【Pleasure】: ?

Listening to the Arbitrator's words, He felt a wave of dizziness and irritation, even starting to doubt if there was something wrong with His own mind.

This kind of situation, happening over and over again, endless and seemingly full of unexpected turns, was a tremendous drain on Him.

【What do you mean He still has...】

He was just about to shout the question angrily when the surrounding space instantly became unstable again, as if teetering on the brink of losing control once more.

【Pleasure】 cursed inwardly; it had been far too long since He had been in such a sorry state.

He steadied Himself on His chair, suppressing His restless energy.

For powerless beings like humans, the more energy they have, the harder it is to control, the more prone they are to agitation and mutation, just like the Sun.

But for gods, it's the opposite. Their very existence is energy itself. So, when their energy decreases and can no longer maintain balance, they instead become violent and difficult to control.

But violence does not equal strength; it often represents loss of control and destruction.

The light on His body flickered. 【Pleasure】 gritted His teeth, leaning on the table before Him, and suddenly roared:

"【Death】!"

The black box blocked all communication, but the moment this voice was heard, 【Death】 inside the black box shuddered violently, looking towards the outside in shock.

Was it over, or... had something truly unexpected happened?

......

Outside, the instant 【Pleasure】's roar echoed out, a burst of purplish-black smoke erupted from within Him, enveloping Him.

【Death】's Divine Power provided a certain replenishment to His currently depleted state, stabilizing His power.

Earlier, during the brief communication when the black box opened, 【Death】, before leaving, had patted His shoulder.

This very human-like action wasn't 【Death】 deciding to stop being a god and become human; it was injecting a portion of His own power into 【Pleasure】's body.

He knew that what 【Pleasure】 was about to undertake would be extremely power-consuming. To prevent the other from feeling He had contributed too little, He would contribute some as well.

If power truly diminished, He could try to awaken His own power and have it absorbed.

This was also part of the previously agreed-upon promise of mutual assistance between 【Death】 and 【Pleasure】.

【Death】 was very clear that mutual suspicion and wariness among the gods were inevitable. To prevent this weakness from being exploited by that "Sin," He had taken precautions long ago.

【Pleasure】, feeling that 【Death】's power had truly arrived within Him, looked a bit better. This guy hadn't screwed Him over after all.

If there was any god among them most worthy of being distrusted and wary of, it would be 【Death】.

Because the death of every god was a great nourishment for Him. He was the one with the most motive to instigate the "Twilight of the Gods."

【Pleasure】 had already decided: if the other truly dared to screw Him over at a critical moment, He would definitely turn this situation into a lose-lose scenario.

However, quite unexpectedly, 【Death】 wasn't a bastard; instead, He was true to His word. This seemed somewhat inconsistent with His divine station, a case of accidentally straying onto the right path.

【Pleasure】: ......

After stabilizing His condition and seeing another half-minute pass, He turned His head and glared fiercely at the Arbitrator.

【What were you saying just now? The Rules stated clearly before that Chips consumed as expenditure can no longer be used as betting Chips.】

【And Chips already staked naturally cannot be consumed either. He over there has already been completely consumed, can't you see?!】

The Arbitrator at this moment, however, looked like a complete fool, with His left eye standing guard and His right eye keeping watch, appearing to turn a deaf ear to 【Pleasure】's words.

【Pleasure】: ?

Damn it, playing the fool, are you!

Rage surged from His heart. 【Pleasure】 immediately sneered and said:

【You, don't tell me you've really reached some agreement with "Sin," are you looking for death!?】

【An Arbitrator like you, making deals with a human, is that really so impressive?】

The Arbitrator finally spoke now, but didn't refute immediately. He just looked somewhat dazed and muttered to Himself:

"That's not right... those words weren't said by me, nor was that my judgment..."

"When I said He still has Chips, it was the Game's Rules that judged it. In my view, He really should have lost..."

The Arbitrator's shock at this moment surpassed anyone else's. As the Game's referee, this was the first time He had encountered a situation He knew absolutely nothing about.

He was already brainstorming, imagining all sorts of possibilities, wondering what kind of sky-reaching, all-powerful capability His "ally" possessed.

Had He misjudged the person?

【What?!】

【Pleasure】 was so angry He almost laughed. Not even pretending anymore, huh? Not even bothering to give a reason?

【Fine, fine, fine... you...】

"Alright, He really isn't lying. Stop pressuring him."

At this moment, Xie Antong (Sin) finally spoke up. Raising His head, His forehead still bore the sweat and bulging veins left over from the previous confrontation with 【Pleasure】.

Then, He glanced at the Arbitrator again.

"See, brother, even though you were thinking of stabbing me in the back earlier, when the chips are down, it's still me who comes to your rescue."

"Now you finally know who treats you the best, right?"

Arbitrator: .......

Seeing that time was running out, Xie Antong (Sin) didn't keep them in suspense, muttering to Himself:

"I knew it. When you're definitely about to lose, you'd resort to all sorts of underhanded tricks."

"Back then, I just thought it might provide a bit of insurance at a critical moment. Didn't expect it to actually come in handy."

As He spoke, His left hand moved slightly. That hand was still tightly interlocked, fingers entwined, with "Sin"'s severed hand.

Now, with His right hand, He took that severed hand, revealing its palm.

Because it had always been tightly interlocked, the palm had been hidden. Now, it was finally unveiled.

On that already pale, bloodless palm, a red fragment now looked exceptionally dazzling.

— Gluttony has no concept of Overload; its growth is limitless! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

And its third form is the ability to transform into countless fragments, distributed across various parts of the body.

Xie Antong (Sin) smiled. He pressed the palm of His left hand against the palm of the severed hand, then slowly pulled them apart.

A tiny, indistinct cluster of white, fine sand slowly appeared in His palm, floating...