A Strong Start, a Weak Finish? Laziness's Nightmare Whisper!

Laziness lounged sideways in his chair in an exceptionally comfortable position, looking up at the sphere that represented the Arbiter.

A lazy smile rested on the dark green mask. Since the game had begun, this was perhaps the most awake he had ever looked.

It made Feng Wang feel strangely unfamiliar with him, as though she were looking at an entirely different person.

"You..."

But before she could ask anything, the Arbiter spoke first.

Oh? You finally woke up.

I thought you planned to keep sleeping forever while wearing that mask.

But I didn't quite understand what you said. When you said you were going to make a move against "you all," who did you mean?

"Heh. You don't understand? Then it seems your intelligence as an Arbiter isn't all that impressive."

"When you assembled your own power, didn't any particularly intelligent god grant you some kind of enhancement?"

Laziness rarely spoke so much. Though he was still slow and languid, something in his tone had gradually begun to change.

It was as though he had suddenly activated some sort of taunting skill, leaving even the Arbiter momentarily stunned.

At that moment, the others had not yet noticed anything particularly strange, but Xie Antong was deeply shocked.

Because even Laziness's voice had begun to change.

Whenever Lu Ce put on a mask, his personality, mannerisms, abilities, and even his voice changed to some extent.

That was why, until now, no one had ever recognized him once he wore a mask.

But now, she was extremely familiar with that change in his voice—because it sounded like Lu Ce's own voice!

Even while wearing the Laziness Mask, the way he spoke had begun to feel like his true self!

Yet no one noticed that tiny change. Laziness lowered his head and glanced