[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste":3,"chapter-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-402":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},687936,922,"Chapter 402: Then Let’s Settle This with Martial Combat! Clearly Beyond the Limit of Morning Irritation","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-402",402,"\u003Cp>“What?” As a Japanese person, Chiyo Eine certainly knew what an executioner was, but she just didn’t quite understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need to worry about so much. If necessary, just defeat me and get the third point,” Xie Antong said, without explaining much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, the possibility of that happening should be low.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she looked a little exhausted. All the previous maneuvers had taken a heavy toll on her spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just speculation and plotting; confronting Perfect Life and The Creator was also very draining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, to prevent herself from slipping into an emo state too early, she was trying her best to recuperate her mental strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine looked at her with some concern and tentatively asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, is there anything you need me to do now? What’s the plan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Plan?” Xie Antong raised her eyelids slightly. “The plan is already complete.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One tiger has already been driven into the cage of another tiger. What’s left is to see who’s stronger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unfortunately, your third chance to enter the room has been wasted on me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chiyo Eine didn’t feel sorry at all; she even thought that the other party not wanting her to go might be a form of caring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside Room Nine, black smoke filled the air. The Despair God’s Emissary held Lu Ce’s head with both hands, but at this moment, he was trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of spiritual world did this man have?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since becoming a God’s Emissary, he had never seen anyone like this!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind was like a giant miscellaneous goods store, countless things piled up together. Almost every kind of mental illness in the world could be found in his brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all these things seemed to be asleep at the same time. When his despair emotion entered, it seemed there was no foothold at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, that’s not right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cursing, he suddenly pushed away the person in front of him with a very ugly expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, since his whole face was black, no one could tell it looked ugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at this point, he was completely unable to break through the other’s spirit. If this continued, he wasn’t sure what the consequences would be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk, this guy is already asleep…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I could just kill him outright, that would be best…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts began to stir rapidly. He glanced at the “Wen” character on the ground, looking very hesitant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some mental struggle, suddenly, he kneeled on one knee, placing both hands on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole room instantly filled with black patterns. A large capital character with black and red strokes appeared on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— “Wu”!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the character of his room!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong’s judgment was correct. He didn’t have a fixed room; that was his privilege.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn’t mean he had no “room” at all. Whenever he wanted, he could treat any room as his own!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could replace or overlap with other players’ room domains at will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the character in his room was “Wu” (meaning “Martial”).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was especially chosen by him so that in critical moments, he could use absolute martial force to eliminate players.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could be said that he had taken cheating to the extreme. From the moment he entered this game, all restrictions were on the players, and all benefits were his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only problem was that once he really started a martial combat in his own room, there was no way to quit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, he had to fight to the end because this was considered the opponent “challenging” him, and he couldn’t just decide to stop playing and leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment the martial combat started, his existence truly became equal to a “player,” beginning a “fair” battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was a God’s Emissary!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the Despair God’s Emissary. In this ecology called the game, players were sheep; they were the wolves!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh heh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smoky figure gradually solidified. Although transforming into this state seemed like a self-demotion, the overwhelming sense of power swelling inside still made him feel very pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t been in this state for a long time. This feeling…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was wonderful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh heh, I’ll give you a chance. Wake up now. You should still be able to struggle a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the words fell, he didn’t give any time. With a teleportation, the black smoke exploded and reformed in front of Lu Ce. His hands directly grabbed Lu Ce’s head again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, it was no longer a mental attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just kidding, I won’t give you a chance~.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this state, he was already determined to win and no longer cared about torturing or collecting despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His whole body inflated. Grabbing Lu Ce’s head with both hands, he twisted forcefully!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under that dark green mask, Lu Ce’s head had no reaction ability at all and was twisted 180 degrees!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A teeth-grinding sound rang out. The cracking of muscles and bones was extraordinarily loud, as if someone’s head was being forcefully twisted off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space instantly quieted, but for some reason, the Despair God’s Emissary felt he heard a buzzing sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a huge resistance came from his hands. The head that had already been twisted backward suddenly could not be twisted anymore!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce’s right hand pressed against his own head, beginning to twist it forcefully in the opposite direction of the applied force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like he wanted to twist his head back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the mask of laziness, a pair of vivid eyes slowly opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eyes were bloodshot, glaring fiercely as if ready to explode at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those weren’t just patterns anymore—it was as if a real pair of eyes had mysteriously grown on the mask!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was this thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Despair God’s Emissary’s mind was puzzled for a moment, then he felt something was off. Why wasn’t this person dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn’t twisting the head backward a fatal injury?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not thinking too much, the black mist in the room exploded again. He twisted hard once more!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Lu Ce grabbed his wrists with both hands. Suddenly, he shook his head and rammed it into the body of the Despair God’s Emissary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Despair God’s Emissary’s body responded and turned into a black beam, smashing into the room’s wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black cracks instantly spread throughout the room. Black smoke filled the air, making it look as if he had been shattered by that headbutt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce held his own head with both hands to prevent it from falling off, wobbling as he stood up from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been enduring almost an hour without sleep. Just as he finally fell asleep, he was immediately woken up by someone…\u003C\u002Fp>",1125,"2026-06-02T09:03:27.234Z",1,"novelbin.me","e064b1318970d12b8dc1ad7482c1a0203a3070eb5ffb1e0eaa68f28a0cafcc69","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-403","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-401",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]