God of Provocation, the Gods' "Methods"

Arbiter:?!

Gods:...

This was bad!

Those standing closest to War had already unconsciously pulled farther away.

Joy was briefly stunned. Then her expression became utterly splendid, and she could not help wanting to laugh as she looked at Sloth again.

He had just said, "You can't change anything with one or two sentences," and yet things had already changed.

Interesting, very interesting...

At that moment, the space that had only just stabilized began to tremble again.

Judging by War's intent, it seemed he was about to manifest his true body!

One sentence had sent War's battle intent—already impossible to suppress—soaring into the heavens!

Could he really be so brainless? Could such a simple sentence provoke him into this state?

Of course not.

The main reason was that he was War!

Every god was frantically gathering and increasing power. What did he rely on? Naturally, this.

He had said back then that as long as "Sin" crossed that line, he would come and kill them! Now that the other side had done so, how could he possibly refrain from acting?

So whether because of emotion or his most fundamental interests, once he came, he had to act.

War himself knew it, Sloth knew it, and Arbiter knew it as well.

That was why Arbiter was so shocked. He abruptly turned his head and stared at the bizarre expression on Ink-Green Face, unable to speak for a long while.

Pain was not dead. What was he planning by suddenly appearing now?

He had deliberately said those words for War to hear. Why call himself Pain? He might as well call himself Provocation!

Why did he insist on fighting? Did he want the rules of the game to collapse? Did he want the established order to turn to ashes the moment he returned?