Pain's words sounded casual, but they were exceedingly grating, precisely stabbing at Joy's mind.
This was practically an open attempt to exploit Joy's weakest moment, using this mental disruption to further weaken them.
Yet Joy was especially prone to falling into such traps, and their aura continued to grow increasingly unstable.
Don't listen to them. You know this is an obvious trap. Be careful to keep your energy stable.
Death did their best to soothe Joy from the side. It was quite something for someone bearing the title of Death to be doing everything possible to preserve stability.
In truth, they really were a little afraid that something would happen to Joy.
They knew that, with Joy's utterly unstable nature, there was no way Joy would obediently dissipate or fall asleep.
If Joy truly made a move, the most likely outcome would be self-destruction. A god detonating themself within the game space was far too dangerous.
"Hmph, looks like they really want to kill you too. As far as I know, didn't you still think you could cooperate with them? That's truly hilarious."
War mocked Joy from the side, but Joy showed no reaction upon hearing their voice.
Joy merely kept watching, watching Pain.
"Ah, looks like my time is about up. Tsk, since it's over, please wait a moment."
As soon as Pain finished speaking, Xie Antong's head tilted to one side, and she collapsed onto the table.
All the gods froze, then turned in unison to look in another direction.
On the chair where the Black Box had originally been, the one-armed figure suddenly trembled all over and said shakily:
"Ah... this body is still better. It's a bit sturdier."
"I'm fairly used to it too, but I'm afraid I don't have much time left here either."
As