Chapter 873: Because, whether human or not, he will definitely turn against them!
Chapter 873: Because, whether human or not, he will definitely turn against them!
When Xu Long finished speaking, the room instantly chilled as if death itself had entered. Everyone went silent and shot sideways glances at him.
The implication was clear—you shut everyone up.
Earlier, during Lu Ce’s wager with Death, Death had directly told Lu Ce that there would be no next game.
But that sentence hadn’t reached anyone else; it had only lodged in Lu Ce’s ears.
After the Game ended, everyone was shocked to find that all traces of it had stopped: no rankings, no settlement, and no announcement of a next round.
Only that game page remained, hollowly lingering in the minds of every Chosen.
It was like a global chatroom where anyone could speak freely, and there was no administrator—or rather, the administrators, the gods, seemed to be nowhere to be found.
Under such circumstances, Dragon Group was confused. The only person who had returned from the Game—the one who had won the wager, Blank—had issued a warning to them.
—The gods might no longer give humans a chance. Prepare for one final push.
And that single, simple sentence became Dragon Group’s nightmare, a black cloud that would never lift from above the room.For days it weighed on their minds; the Dragon Group members gathered together in a stifling silence.
At this moment, as Xu Long’s remark broke the repression, an elder in Dragon Group, speechless, said:
“Do you even believe the words you said yourself?”
“'The gods retreated'? Do you actually dare to think that...”
Xu Long perhaps felt a little absurd himself. He coughed twice and hurriedly added:
“Well, there’s nothing else to do. It’s all guessing anyway, so why not guess the better possibility?”
“We sacrificed so many comrades. The people in this room now are less than half of what we had a month ago. I can feel the space opening up!”
“With such high sacrifice, we can’t let ourselves be swallowed by negative emotions forever. Otherwise we’ll just burn ourselves out.”
Long Jiu stood to the side. His right arm had just been reattached earlier after having been broken once; it looked noticeably awkward.
He clearly disapproved of Xu Long’s words and said coldly:
“If we already know there are fewer people, we should also know why there are fewer.”
“They all died inside the Game. That place is a grave with no burial ground.”
“Now is not the time for optimism. We must plan for the worst. Xie family’s girl said to abandon fantasy.”
Xu Long actually knew that the idea the gods had retreated was unlikely. After all, he himself was a being who had opposed the gods. But looking at the oppressive scene before him, he still couldn’t bear it.
“We should still keep a revolutionary optimism.”
“Besides, Blank probably only warned once. How could she possibly know what the gods’ situation is like over there?”
The tense atmosphere had been broken, and everyone lacked a release valve. Argument seemed about to erupt, when suddenly, from the center, a hoarse voice spoke up.
“She does know. She knows—she definitely knows more than any of us.”
“Because she... is already different!”
Nie Jiu Tian’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly to everyone’s ears.
At his words, all members of Dragon Group uniformly shut their mouths; the room became silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Although he could never enter the Game, this Grand Elder was like a spiritual totem, deeply respected.
Now the Grand Elder’s body seemed increasingly bent; the sight of his advanced age left no trace of his former commanding aura.
“She isn’t the same anymore. She is not merely at the level of humanity now; she may even be beyond the Sun! If she says abandon fantasy, perhaps this really is the last moment.”
As he spoke, he tremblingly took out from his ears two things that looked like watermarks stained with blood.
They were his hearing-amplifying treasures, enabling him to hear as if his red blood cells were a roaring river in his capillaries.
“Do you know? I’ve been listening for four days, listening carefully for four days!”
“They are quiet, as if they are dead!”
“My ears are the only thing I had left after our last crushing defeat, the only thing that can contend with them. I can hear their movements.”
“Until recently, they built a space that disrupted my hearing and blocked my probing.”
At this, Nie Jiu Tian’s eyes were bloodshot. He looked at everyone with an unprecedented, slightly terrifying intensity and said:
“Now only two possibilities lie before us.”
“First, all the gods died overnight!”
“Second, all the gods spent these four days together in a space that shields them from any outside influence... doing who knows what!”
Everyone’s expressions turned ugly. Sometimes, lack of information is information in itself.
Xie Antong’s warning, combined with the Grand Elder’s words, made the situation all too clear.
“Also, our top-tier Players—once they absorb Divine Power, they might cease to be themselves...their motives are unpredictable.”
Hearing this, all eyes turned in unison to Xu Long and Long Jiu. The two had survived the human-god battles and each had gained a portion of Divine Power.
Because both had limited ability and self-restraint, they hadn’t absorbed too much and therefore hadn’t changed drastically in personality.
Still, even they could feel their natures had been subtly affected; just now the two had nearly come to blows!
Someone suddenly said:
“So...isn’t it over?”
“Yeah, it’s over.” The Grand Elder’s gaze trembled as he spoke an unusually despairing sentence.
“The crucial question now is...when will Sin awaken!”
“He must not be harmed. He’s still the key. He must survive. I need to contact him now.”
Long Jiu frowned and said:
“If absorbing Divine Power can change personalities, hasn’t he always been the least human among us? His character is...hard to judge.”
“Yes! He might even have been the Apostle of Agony from the start.” Nie Jiu Tian said.
“But no matter what he is, he will turn! He will stand against the gods—that is enough!”
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