The Emissary of Lust's voice echoed through the air. With no specific vocal cords to serve as a vessel for its speech, the voice drifted emptily between the city buildings like an evil ghost.
"Are you dreaming!?"
"Ah~ Is that so? Then why do you sound so impatient?"
Listening to the other's furious voice, Lust looked as though she had taken some miraculous elixir. A blissful expression immediately appeared on her face, as if she were thoroughly enjoying herself.
"Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you be mocking me?"
"Or do you think this might really be possible~?"
After saying that with a smile, she raised her head to look at the sky overhead.
The scene was exceptionally eerie. Vast clouds had gathered in the sky, like a high-level cultivator in a xianxia novel about to undergo tribulation and ascend.
Those enormous clouds appeared pink on the outside, yet gray currents swirled within them, like some dense and unusual pigment.
And within them now lay immense, terrifying power that inspired dread.
The players floating in the pink bubbles in the sky all lowered their heads, wanting to get away from the heavens but unable to do so. They could only remain spectators within this prison of emptiness.
"What? What are you waiting for?"
A teasing smile hung on Lust's face. She was no longer even looking at the headless Emissary of Lust, instead leaning back against the Black Knight and shouting at the sky.
"Do you really need to hesitate this much? Don't be so wishy-washy."
Beside her, seeing that the sky had remained motionless for so long, with the "punishment" neither falling upon the other party nor coming for himself, the Emissary of Lust panicked.
Because it knew very well that this game, as well as the beings watching this game,