Chapter 367: Chapter 367: From Now On, As "Sin's" Most Powerful Enemy

"Yes!"

Xie Antong couldn't vocalize her response, only answering silently within her heart to that inner voice.

This choice didn't require much deliberation anyway—if she and Aoshi refused, wouldn't they just die?

There was nothing more to discuss.

[Confirmed. All points deducted. Currently reconstructing physical form based on historical data. Energy reorganization underway.]

The game's notification proceeded methodically. In this void-like space, a dark golden needle floated silently, surrounded by radiant light.

A human silhouette gradually took shape within the brilliance. Xie Antong could feel the emptiness fading from her body as solidity returned.

Simultaneously, a comforting warmth enveloped her entire being—so pleasant she even felt her physical condition had improved.

Her body was gradually restoring to its perfect post-game clearance state, something Lu Ce would immediately recognize if present.

Everything that just happened seemed illusory—the death, the sudden gunshot—as if none had ever occurred.

Raising her hand to press against her left chest, she felt the Gate of Death's presence beneath her fingertips and smiled faintly.

"I knew you wouldn't leave without this..."

"Though without it, you should still handle those people easily enough, right?..."

Glancing around the void, she checked the game countdown in her mind—less than two hours remained.

"It seems our game is truly beginning now."

"Though we'll be meeting under different identities this time..."

Her soliloquy echoed through the endless void, her expression turning peculiar and amused.

To become enemies now?

She could roughly guess what that blue Mask of Greed was plotting.

"Sin" would pursue ultimate power by any means necessary, while she could unite all forces opposing "Sin" under the pretense of "love turned to hatred."

"Heh." The sheer amusement of this arrangement nearly made her laugh aloud.

"I just wonder if I'm suited to play 'Sin's greatest enemy.'"

"Well then, from today onward, we'll manipulate these fools through light and shadow—"

Her monologue grew increasingly agitated, her right hand clawing at the air as if manipulating invisible strings.

Suddenly, her face stiffened. Rubbing her cheeks lightly, she frowned.

Had her mental state just been... abnormal?

It wasn't like she'd taken anything...

Better regain control....

......

Out on the ocean, Chiyo Eine remained unaware that the Blank in her heart—who'd just died before her eyes—had already resurrected within the game's framework.

Nor did she know that without any communication, they'd reached some bizarre understanding.

All she knew was: Blank was dead.

Lu Ce shattered another incoming wave of black water with a palm strike, then chopped toward Chiyo Eine.

Her head burst apart without blood, exploding like a decoy into dispersing black liquid that reformed elsewhere.

Behind her rotated an enormous black disk, constantly spinning and launching bizarre attacks.

Her sudden, inexplicable assault left other players motionless—even the Illuminati refrained from acting under Dragon Group's watchful gaze.

Thus the world inexplicably witnessed this man and woman battling.

After shaking off this troublesome opponent, Lu Ce observed the furious woman with greedy fascination—like a predator eyeing prey.

Different masks viewed prey differently. Wrath simply wanted to tear things apart.

Greed, however... saw potential profit.

This woman suddenly seemed interesting.

"Why the hurry?" For the first time, Lu Ce initiated conversation. "I killed a woman. Whether connected to me or not—how does that concern you?"

"You—!" Chiyo Eine seemed to be wearing the Mask of Wrath herself, momentarily speechless.

She lacked any legitimate position to protest. Not that words mattered anymore—once Greed spoke, her response became irrelevant.

"Moreover," Greed continued smiling, "you lack standing to fight me here."

"Have you forgotten who instigated today's events?"

"This so-called East Sea Debate—wasn't it your proposal initially? You're the least innocent party."

"Didn't you specifically want me here?"

"And surely her family harbors your agents too. Don't pretend this outcome surprised you~"

Greed's tongue proved more terrifying than his hands. Within sentences, Chiyo Eine's face paled visibly.

"Heh." The blue mask formed an exceptionally cruel smile. "So in a sense, you killed her too."

"You! Killed her!"

Chiyo Eine staggered midair, bewildering the watching Chiyo family members below.

They'd rarely seen their future clan head so emotionally compromised.

She could've refuted "Sin's" sophistry countless ways—yet found herself mute.

Because privately... she couldn't absolve herself either.

She'd been complicit in this scheme...

"I'll repay what I owe her!" Her declaration rang hollow.

"Repay? Hahahaha! How? She's already dead—how exactly will you repay?" Greed roared with laughter, his mockery undisguised.

Chiyo Eine's pupils contracted to slits as she screamed at Lu Ce:

"At minimum, I'll avenge her!"

"Avenge?" Lu Ce spread his hands and said with an unusually scummy tone, "What grudge?"

"Perhaps she died still believing I joked—that I cared. Stupid women often perish without realizing they were hated.~"

The words nearly made Chiyo Eine plummet from sheer breathless fury.