The red mask had fused completely with his face. Among all the fused masks so far, this one looked the most terrifying.
That ferocious visage could absolutely ward off evil spirits even if just pasted on a door. The explosive sensation throughout his body, like gunpowder ready to ignite, was utterly horrifying.
After speaking, he seemed to have exhausted his last shred of rationality, transforming into a beast that only craved to devour flesh and blood.
Both his appearance and mental state at this moment were actually quite similar to an overloaded condition.
But Gluttony himself had no clear concept of overloading.
This was currently [Gluttony Second Stage (Theoretically Unlimited)].
Essentially, it had reached overload levels, though no new abilities emerged—just the chaos and violence had escalated to another tier.
At this stage, Gluttony could briefly absorb more energy, his own body becoming the world's most unstable bomb.
The rest was just enhanced physical strength and mental oppression.
Yet even with just these changes, the Bearded Phantom before him felt like he was facing an entirely different person.
This was no longer a mask, but a red face. Yet confronting this face now made Him feel somewhat out of control.
"Hehehehe..."
Gluttony opened his mouth, a low laugh rumbling from his throat, his gaze firmly locked onto the Divine Messenger opposite him.
Seeing those eyes that regarded Him completely as prey, the Bearded Phantom couldn't help but feel enraged.
"You... actually dare to treat me as prey."
"Insignificant creature..."
"Do you know your sin!?"
Before He could finish his last sentence, His voice abruptly cut off because "Sin" was already charging forward.
The fused Gluttony was like a boss entering its second phase—faster, stronger, more extreme.
His eyes were filled with undisguised desire, the kind that wanted to utterly consume the other alive, like a tiger staring at a lamb before it.
The Bearded Divine Messenger's plan was actually quite simple: He just wanted "Sin" to have an eating window of five seconds or more, then declare him guilty, thereby gaining a greater advantage in the game.
But now, this incredibly simple requirement was completely unattainable.
The room's space was limited; the Mortar and Pestle Hell required special room design and couldn't be too spacious.
And His own body was relatively large; even minimized as much as possible, He couldn't shrink to ant-size.
So, no matter how much He dodged, in front of Lu Ce in this state, He would always end up getting a small bite taken out of Him.
He was actually, truly being eaten piece by piece!
And Lu Ce, the more he ate, the more he wanted, completely disregarding whether he could handle it, pursuing with increasingly reckless abandon.
Loud crashes continuously resounded through the Mortar and Pestle Hell. Both the floor and walls suffered constant impacts, violently ravaged by Lu Ce's body.
He was supposed to be the player, but at this moment, he was playing as if he were the boss.
While other rooms were still undergoing punishment, dismantling the game's purpose, he was here having an all-out brawl.
[: Honestly, watching from Sin's perspective always gives me the illusion that he's the actual boss in the game.]
[: This Aladdin's Lamp comes out to demand accountability, and just gets chased around and eaten?]
[: This is really weird. Shouldn't he be the referee? Why is he so weak?]
Besides marveling at "Sin's" strength, the audience was actually starting to look down on this bearded figure.
He was all show and no substance. After all this time, with "Sin's" blatant murderous intent and direct attacks, He actually hadn't reacted at all.
Could He only run?
But what people didn't understand was that the Bearded Divine Messenger was equally helpless inside.
It wasn't that He lacked the power to fight the person before Him—it was that He couldn't!
But now, He faced a series of choices, each one difficult to accept.
He could simply leave the room and let "Sin" be, but in that case, he might truly be deemed innocent!
Furthermore, He still didn't know the situation in the other rooms.
Although they had been judged guilty and couldn't cause major trouble, He couldn't just ignore them completely.
What if another person like Xu Long appeared?
Tch, looking at this batch of players earlier, quite a few were restless.
Just as He was thinking this, the Lu Ce before Him, emboldened by success, showed no mercy. A red streak of light zigzagged through the air, charging at Him once again.
No time to hesitate anymore—decisive action was needed!
The Bearded Phantom's eyes instantly widened in rage as He roared loudly:
"Brat, I see you are already guilty of heinous crimes!"
"Do you truly not know your place!?"
The entire room trembled from His roar. An aura erupted around Him, powerful enough to surpass Lu Ce's, His body swelling as He swung a palm strike at Lu Ce!
This palm strike resembled the Buddha's Palm.
The overwhelming divine energy impact slammed into Lu Ce's body, sending him flying back. The speed at which he came forward was matched by the speed at which this slap sent him back!
The Bearded Divine Messenger's furious strike exceeded everyone's expectations.
He... was this strong?
The Dragon Group members outside were somewhat stunned. Based on the displayed strength, among the known Divine Messengers, this bearded one was actually the strongest so far!?
Ah, you couldn't tell when He was being hunted and chased by "Sin" earlier.
Boom!
Inside the Mortar and Pestle Hell after the impact, Lu Ce's body was embedded directly into the wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pah" and jumped down from the wall.
"I knew it, you are the most delicious..."
The bearded figure ignored his insane ramblings, silently looking at His own palm with an unpleasant expression.
"You, are guilty!"
After speaking, the eighteenth lamp above finally lit up!
Through interfering with the game process, cheating, and finally directly killing, He had finally declared "Sin" guilty.
This utterly insane, strongest player had officially entered His trap.
But, He couldn't feel happy about it.
Because He had been forced to take action personally.
From the game's perspective, His intervention had no justification.
Therefore, it wasn't just the red-faced madman who had entered the trap...
The moment all eighteen lamps lit up, Xie Antong's heart instantly trembled. She looked up as if sensing something.
Without time to ponder what had happened to Lu Ce, the entire game's difficulty increased by another level.
The screen before her suddenly changed from one to two!
The number of rooms undergoing punishment simultaneously increased by one!
In the second additional room's scene, stood a person with a blood-red face, ferocious and horrifying.
The Mortar and Pestle Hell—"Sin" had been selected.