Joy froze for a moment, seemingly not expecting someone to change so quickly. The person she had just completely suppressed had suddenly shifted into a different state.
Or rather, this was the state Xie Antong should have been in—the state in which she displayed her abilities.
Joy watched her with great interest, a hint of a smile appearing on her face, as though this boring person had suddenly become interesting.
Oh? Why did you suddenly say that?
Xie Antong gathered her hair. The divine power she possessed had originally come from Joy, so compared to Joy, it seemed rather insignificant and was difficult to control.
Whenever she got serious and entered her own state, she would go through this phase of her hair flying about.
"Putting everything on the line in one go, casually toying with the lives of those who have died—it was all just a smokescreen. You wanted to control me mentally, making me unable to think while also draining my chips."
"But clearly, Death knows what you are. Sending you here proves that Death has already tacitly approved of the way you play this game."
"And the rules made it very clear before this: in this game, the side that loses will have the one providing the chips pay with their life, while the one who sits at the table to participate in the gamble will likewise suffer mental death."
"Even if you don't care, you definitely can't accept losing to me, a human!"
Joy: ...
Not bad. Her brain had suddenly cleared up quite a bit, man.
As she spoke, Joy glanced at the hourglass beside Xie Antong. Its sand had begun to flow at a steady pace, though very slowly.
Once they sat at the gambling table, even the most absurd banter, every glance, every