Unlike before, now that Xie Antong had formally absorbed the divine power of Pleasure, there was already a sense that the two of them shared the same roots.
Now, when Pleasure spoke, it was no longer merely "bewitchment." Instead, it felt as though a tree trunk were exchanging its branches and leaves.
The divine power that had once wrapped around and oppressed her had now become a kind of nourishment. Even Pleasure's expression seemed much gentler.
Do you need some time to think? That's fine. You placed the first bet this round. You can start whenever you want.
For now, I'm quite patient.
Pleasure said with a smile, casually glancing at the scene inside the Black Box beside them.
Yet Xie Antong kept her head lowered without saying a word. No one could see her expression, much less guess what she was thinking.
The cries from the Apex Grandstands had faded from their initial earth-shaking fervor into silence.
Watching Xie Antong's silence and hesitation, they seemed to put themselves in her shoes, leaving them equally speechless.
This could no longer be called an attempt at persuasion. It was a heaven-sent opportunity, and more than that... an opportunity to live!
Even though many people still did not fully understand the rules, they could see that after this reversal, Blank's odds of winning seemed to have dropped significantly...
However, the games designed by the gods in the recent human-stakes betting games had been far too cruel and devoid of any sense of morality...
Especially the Sea of Despair from the wager between Despair and Perfect Life. That had been utterly monstrous.
As a result, quite a few people no longer held the same fanatical yearning for gods and games that they once had.
Perhaps now that the war between humans and gods