You Are Only One Person; A Life-or-Death Gamble Before the Gods

Arbiter:...

They did not know why, after the meeting with the gods had ended, they had wanted to come disgust the guy in front of them.

Under normal circumstances, they would never have had such thoughts. Perhaps the person before them was too special, making them always want to see what expression he would wear when facing failure.

But clearly, just one sentence had left them speechless, to the point that they even clenched their fists.

Why had this guy started acting like they were on the same side too?

"...Did Pain say something to you?" Arbiter asked helplessly.

"He did." Lu Ce nodded naturally.

His memories of what had happened last time were vague, but that did not affect his plans to disgust Arbiter.

Based on Perfect Life's description just now, when Pain had come out of the last game, he had seemed quite familiar with Arbiter.

Then that was enough! He absolutely had to mess with this Arbiter properly.

Even in this game world, he still wore a mask.

At that moment, the flowing, multicolored mask gradually developed mocking features, its sharp contours becoming somewhat ferocious.

The eyes, nose, and mouth all looked irritatingly smug, while its color shifted toward blue—the color of Greed.

"He already told me everything. You did very well. I didn't expect you to have planned so much in advance."

"You've worked hard."

What the fuck had he told you?!

Hearing that sort of phrasing, Arbiter felt a little disgusted.

No, they did not seem to possess the emotion or sensation of "disgust."

Perhaps there was something wrong with that mask? Tsk. It was a Sequence Item even they did not know much about; there had to be a major problem with it.

"It seems he has already contaminated your mind." Arbiter said flatly.