After thinking it over, Xie Antong's pupils suddenly widened. She had still underestimated things.
Using a god before they noticed was basically impossible. They knew everything; they simply had different goals.
What were you thinking about, little girl~?
That devil-like voice appeared by her ear once more. Delight, smiling, pressed close again.
Were you upset because you lost the first round? It was nothing. As long as there was still a chance.
Why not see what happened when a god lost?
She wrapped an arm intimately around Xie Antong's shoulders, her icy, emotionless eyes staring straight at the Arbiter.
Hey, quit standing there like an idiot. Are you getting paid for nothing? Shouldn't you be doing your job?
Arbiter: ...
The Arbiter remained silent for a long time, meeting Delight's gaze for equally long. In the end, he merely nodded almost imperceptibly.
"Honor the wager and accept the loss. We will settle it now."
"In the God-Human Gamble, Nightmare has lost and will give a portion of his power to the Creator. Player Creator shall become Nightmare's representative."
Calling him a representative merely made it sound nicer. In truth, the Creator had simply gotten unbelievably lucky and forcibly obtained a portion of Nightmare's divine power.
Back then, Tu Shan had only acquired a trace of the power of Slaughter, one of the God-made Gods, and she had already been able to fight a top-tier player like Sun, who was renowned for combat strength.
Nightmare's power, belonging to a true god, was even more precious.
Wait! This isn't right! This isn't a normal game at all! I never agreed to this!
In an instant, "Nightmare's" divine power erupted, only to be suppressed by the Arbiter in the very next instant.
The Arbiter held the authority of the game. In other words,